Part 4 The Undead Chapter 195 The Might of the Tyrant
Hiding in the shadows, Klein’s heart tightened, but then he calmed down, not at all alarmed.
Because, he was beyond certain that the silhouette reflected on the smooth surface of the golden disk was not him, at least not the real him!
If it really was him, Enzo “The Winner” would have seen the gray mist and the strange image of what looked like a mythical creature, which would have caused Klein himself to faint on the spot!
Since I’m fine, that means it’s not me in the mirror …… Klein opens his “psychic thread” vision while manipulating the “Winner”! “Enzo, with his “Word of the Sea” cane, leaned in close to the collapsed pale pillars and broken old houses, and quietly released part of his “luck”.
The dark-skinned secret puppet stepped in front of the golden disk, bent down with his staff, held it up, and examined it carefully:
This disk is divided into two layers, the core area is as smooth as a mirror, only a few patterns, the edge part of the inscription of one bird creature after another, the whole has a kind of ancient sense of splendor.
The image it reflected remained unchanged, clearly aimed at the secret puppet Enzo, but presented a gloomy, pale and lifeless Kraven, even the triple crown and papal vestments attached to the “Scepter of Poseidon” and “Tyrant” cards were not missed, if not for the lack of gray mist associated with it. If not for the lack of gray mist, Klein would have thought that the disk could directly affect himself through the threads of the secret puppet and the spirit body, or like what happened to the “Black Saint” in the relics of the Divine War, he was unknowingly split into a self.
What does this mean …… Klein grew out of the shadow area without any haste and restored his appearance when he first entered Calderon, and then utilized the extraordinary ability of the “Joker” to reflect his current state in his mind:
He was holding a white bone scepter inlaid with green sapphires, wearing a papal vestment with a cloak, wearing a triple crown embellished with different “jewels”, his face was hidden in the corresponding shadows, appearing rather blurred, and his overall aura was eerie and corrupted, as if he had just been dug out of the graveyard of the living corpses!
This …… Klein steeply shocked, did not think that itself has really changed, that the golden disc shines out is really himself, except for the part that does not have the gray fog and reality mingled!
It is not a big deal if it does not involve the gray fog …… He hastened to self-relieve a sentence to calm his mental state.
Normally, with Klein’s rich experience and good self-regulation ability, there is no need to do so at this time, but he firstly, considering that he is holding the “Scepter of Neptune”, it is easy to be impatient, and he must pay attention to it at all times, and secondly, it is clear that this used to be the God’s country of the Immortal Ancestor, Greta Garrigi, and the arrangement for the other party’s resurrection was left, so it must be all sorts of weirdness. The second is that it is clear that this was once the divine kingdom of the Immortal Ancestor Gracery, and the arrangements left behind for the other party’s resurrection are bound to have all kinds of weirdness.
Maneuvering the “Hell Admiral” Ludwill return, with his extraordinary ability to do some examination of their own, Klein had a preliminary judgment:
”When a living being enters Calderon, it will naturally transform into the direction of the undead. This is similar to the Underworld, but fundamentally different. Here, living creatures will not suddenly die and slowly become undead creatures without the ability to think, but will directly become undead.”
The reason I didn’t realize this just now is because Enzo and Ludwig are already essentially dead and don’t need to be transformed …… “Magic Mirror” Arodes and “Red Light” El Moria didn’t mention it! Is this because travelers, spirit beings, and angels who leave alive naturally return to their normal state when they get out? That this transformation cannot affect the power of the gray mist to integrate into reality, and that the disc reflects only the me that has become dead, not all of me, or the me that has interacted with Calderon? Klein preferred the latter judgment, but could not be sure.
Just then, a voice sounded nearby:
Dang!
Dang! Dang!
The sound was heavy and crisp, as if someone was pounding metal.
Klein didn’t react in a hurry, and listened carefully for two seconds before letting Enzo “The Winner” put down the heavy golden disk and walk towards a broken tombstone not far away.
The half-broken tombstone corresponded to a building that had developed underground, and on it was written in the “language of the dead”:
”…… A fellow who was easily angered, died from using his mind to match hardness with another man’s hammer.”
Enzo “The Winner” bypassed the broken tombstone, reached the doorway of the mausoleum-like building, extended his left palm, twisted the handle, and pulled the door open with all his might.
The heavy door slowly opened with the creaking sound of rust breaking.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
An arrow coalesced with pale light flew out!
They grazed Enzo’s face, the top of his head, his torso, the inside of his thighs, flew into the distance, stuck into the ground, disappeared, and the “winner” was unharmed.
…… I have to say, this kind of secret doll is simply a godsend for adventure exploration …… Klein heartily sighed, let Enzo cast his eyes down to the building below:
It was a blacksmith store, and a giant with greenish-black skin and a head like a shattered watermelon was holding a sledgehammer, constantly striking the anvil, but there was nothing on it.
Because the “spirit line” of the giant with a cracked head was normal, and did not belong to someone else’s spirit, Klein quietly sighed in relief.
He was about to ask Enzo to look further when his body was suddenly paralyzed and his thoughts slowed down.
He had experienced this feeling before, when he was affected by the seal “2-049” in Tingen City, he was in a similar state!
In the past, Klein didn’t know the essence of it, but after he became a “Master of the Secret Puppet”, he realized that it meant that his “Spirit Thread” was controlled by the seal!
In other words, he was now in control of his “spiritual thread”!
Moreover, unlike in the past, his body was not only “rusty” as if it had been filled with glue, but also had a strong paralyzing sensation of being struck by lightning, making it even more difficult to make movements.
Not good …… is the spirit realm predator …… I am on guard against …… it using the split soul …… to draw my attention away. …… secretly approaching …… but I did not expect …… it in addition to the split soul …… has …… collaborator …… that …… giant …… blacksmith… …made me …… careless …… and the secret puppet’s …… existence …… made me …… somewhat …… neglect …… my own …… well-being… …All sorts of thoughts popped up uncontrollably within Klein’s mind, interfering with his normal thoughts of self-help.
At this time, the giant blacksmith with a cracked head lifted his sledgehammer, and with a single stride, he rushed towards the secret puppet Enzo to smash him into meat paste, while at the base of Klein’s neck, there seemed to be a chilly wind blowing, stimulating the hairs of his sweat to stand up one by one.
All around them, where it had been unusually quiet, creature after strange creature came pouring out in great numbers from within the pale stone pillars, from the shattered houses, and from the tombstone mausoleums.
Some of them only existed in the upper half of their bodies, some were so transparent that they were almost invisible, some were stretched and soft like noodles, some had their chests and bellies split open with bloody internal organs, some had faces as gloomy green as evil spirits, some had eyes growing in every part of their bodies, and some seemed to be jellyfish living in the air.
Uncountable gazes from different places were thrown at Klein in unison, without emotion, a piece of indifference.
Just then, Klein’s mouth opened with difficulty, and he spat out a word dryly and slowly:
”Sing ……”
Before his words fell, a mouth had already split open on the glove of his left palm, revealing white teeth.
”Praise You!
”Lord of all creation;
”The Lord behind the curtain of shadows;
”The fallen selfhood of all living things!”
In a voice as sharp as fingernails sliding across a chalkboard, the Word of the Sea cane that had just tripped Enzo the Winner and allowed him to avoid the sledgehammer’s blow spat out blisters of excitement:
”Charge! Impulse! Impulse!”
Kraven’s head ached, and his thoughts returned, briefly stopping stuttering.
However, his body remained “rusty” and paralyzed.
Immediately after that, he relied on his spirituality to maneuver the secret puppet Ludwig who had just returned to his side to swing his left fist at him.
Bang!
Klein staggered back a step and instantly got rid of the paralyzing sluggishness.
Then, wearing a triple crown, he unfolded the cloak behind his papal vestments and raised the “Neptune’s Scepter”.
One after another, a greenish-blue jewel lit up, and in the mid-air, one after another brilliant silver-white lightning bolt suddenly fell.
These lightning flared their “branches”, enveloping the surrounding several hundred meters of Calderon’s outer area in a “thunder forest”, with a destructive aura and a feeling of devastation as if it were material!
The strange creatures that rushed out from various places, in such a piece of silver white, shattered, evaporated and completely disappeared.
The raging silver storm has just subsided, “tyrant” Klein’s hand “scepter of Neptune” once again issued a piercing light.
The tyrannical electric snakes twisted, tangled, and descended once again, like giant waves, one after another.
After releasing the “Lightning Storm” twice in a row, Kraven was exhausted and regained his composure.
He suddenly thumped inwardly and remembered something:
Lightning Storm was a ranged attack that did not distinguish between friend and foe. Except for himself and his companions who were right next to him, everything else would suffer a devastating blow!
In other words, “Hell Admiral” Ludwig was fine, but the secret puppet Enzo was mostly “wiped out”.
Klein instinctively looked over and saw Enzo the Winner curled up in one piece next to a half-removed tombstone, behind him was a metal sledgehammer with tiny electric snakes flowing from it, and not far away from the sledgehammer, there were two charred black toes that didn’t look like human beings.
That tombstone corresponds to the mausoleum, has collapsed most of the way, fell to the ground iron black anvil similarly have silver and white lightning tiling reality
…… This is not dead, worthy of being a “winner”, the accumulated luck should be consumed by half of the passive …… Klein’s heart was relieved, with the opening of the ” The eyes of the “spiritual body line” vision opened to look around.
He was looking for the Spirit World Predator!
He thought that the distance that the Spiritual Predator could maneuver the “Spiritual Line” would not be comparable to the range covered by the “Lightning Storm”!
The collapsed and decayed buildings around them were now almost leveled, the remaining stones and bones were charred, and even the heavy golden disk was in pieces.
Suddenly, a figure emerged from the rubble more than a hundred meters to Klein’s side.
It was a set of translucent white robes, with no head, arms and legs, and seemed to be held up by an invisible person.
At this moment, its appearance was tattered and torn, full of cracks and black marks, and it appeared to be quite a bit of a mess.
This is the Spirit World Predator, right?…… Just now, the reckless and impulsive “Lightning Storm” two-strike, seems to be quite restrained by it……. Seeing this scene, Klein inexplicably flashed through some thoughts.