Part 4 The Undead Chapter 75 Not So Good Luck

　　Feeling the earth tremble, Alger’s heart tightened and he glanced at Germaine Sparrow, replacing words with action.

　　The wind whistled steeply around him, helping him to run more easily and more quickly to the side.

　　The reason why Alger did this was because he was worried that Germaine Sparrow would suddenly go crazy and decide to hunt the terrifying creatures hidden inside the dark cave, in which case, even if he could win in the end, it would definitely be extremely unfavorable for the exploration afterwards.

　　As an experienced “sailor”, he knew that decisive action is seductive and contagious, and can make the companions who have not yet made a decision subconsciously follow or imitate.

　　Kline saw this, secretly relieved, abandoned the discussion on the issue of politeness, stride, stomping to the side of the “upside down man” back.

　　Then he felt the wind blowing from behind him and under his feet, pushing him and holding him forward, which dramatically reduced the gravity he needed to overcome and gave him extra momentum, instantly doubling his speed!

　　With a whistling sound, Klein and Alger ran out of the sparsely wooded area and around the side of the deep darkness.

　　At that moment, their heartbeats suddenly slowed down, not like they were doing strenuous exercise at all, but rather like they were about to fall asleep in the afternoon sun.

　　Klein then felt his body chilling, and an ineffable eeriness inexplicably surfaced, dipping inward in wisps.

　　At the same time, he saw the light of Alger’s horse lamp being obscured inch by inch by the huge black shadow rising up behind him, and the corresponding scene naturally appeared in his mind:

　　Inside the dark hole in the ground drilled out a huge snake that could not be embraced by a single person, with huge scales that were shadowy green and black and exaggerated eyes that burned like flames.

　　Between the gaps of its scales, a white feather stained with yellowish oil grew out, and there was even a pair of thick wings that could be unfolded behind it.

　　The giant snake half-crawled, half-flew and raised its body, wrapping itself around a tall and thick tree, spitting out a pitch-black snake core and gazing from afar at the two silhouettes that had previously intruded into the nearby area.

　　Around it, the trees were fading fast, the weeds were all withered, and countless corpses had burrowed out of the dirt, with unseen ghostly shadows clustered beside them.

　　Feathered Serpent!

　　It was a Feather Serpent!

　　In the Southern Continent, it was a sacred symbol, the crest motif of the Aegis family, descendants of the God of Death!

　　Without pausing, Klein and Alger forced themselves to endure the coldness of their bodies and the slowing down of their heartbeats, and with the help of the even more intense gusts of wind, rushed deeper into the dark forest, away from the sparsely wooded area.

　　Pounce! Pounce! Flutter! The two men’s heartbeats gradually returned to normal, and the chilly feeling on the surface of their bodies was dispersed a little by the heat radiating from the intense movement.

　　Klein’s spiritual intuition told him that the danger just now had passed, so he slowed down his pace, twisted his head back, glanced back, and said calmly to the dark and deep distance where the trees towered:

　　”A demigod level feathered serpent.”

　　”Demigod level ……,” Alger similarly slowed down, his forehead veins throbbing slightly.

　　He paused for two seconds and let out a light breath, saying:

　　”Don’t worry about it too much, the transcendent creatures here are very territorial, unless they want to hunt, they won’t enter other areas, especially near the peaks, that feathered serpent shouldn’t be chasing after them.”

　　Klein nodded gently and turned to say:

　　”The transcendent creatures here are very strong.”

　　Alger withdrew his gaze and shook his head in response:

　　”No, there are also many weak ones.

　　”I’ve been here at night before, but I’ve only found traces left behind by demigod level transcendent creatures, I’ve never actually encountered one, and today is the first time I’ve run into one head-on.

　　”This kind of thing mainly depends on luck, the probability of it happening again won’t be too high.”

　　As a “navigator”, calculation is an essential ability.

　　Are you looking down on the yellow and black king who is in charge of my good fortune? Klein laughed to himself in his heart and said without much expression:

　　”Absolute judgment often leads to the opposite result.”

　　The meaning of this sentence translated into Earth terms is:

　　Don’t make a FLAG!

　　In fact, just now, if it wasn’t a demigod-level Feathered Serpent, but its counterPart 1n Sequence 5, Klein would have gladly bullied the other party, after all, with the Aztec Copper Whistle in his hand, a transcendent creature in the realm of the Necropolis would have directly lost at least half of its combat power.

　　As for the encounter with demigod-level extraordinary creatures, he was not too frightened, because the “inverted man” had mentioned this aspect of the problem, and he was also prepared accordingly, the “Luck Stealer” charm, “Lemano” three pages of travel notes. The combination of the “Luck Stealer” spell, the three pages of “Lemanor’s Travel Notes”, the demigod-level extraordinary ability, “Grosser’s Travels” and the ability to “travel” did not necessarily allow him to fight against the demigods, but it was enough to help him create an opportunity to escape.

　　As long as he doesn’t meet an angel that also belongs to the realm of demigods,…… Klein silently added in his heart.

　　Hearing Germaine Sparrow’s words, Alger was actually quite a bit taken aback, as the crazy adventurer clearly meant for him to be a bit more cautious and careful.

　　A guy who was calm and crazy? Also, if it was simply only madness, he certainly wouldn’t be able to live until now …… Alger looked up high into the sky, trying to recognize the blurred stars through the deposited fog.

　　After a couple minutes, he withdrew his gaze and pointed in one direction:

　　”Head this way.”

　　Klein had already drawn his iron black “Deathstroke” revolver, letting the muzzle of the gun droop naturally at this moment, and followed Alger in silence, his expression cold and calm, not seeing panic.

　　After traveling for a while in the black forest with extremely dim light, Alger suddenly stopped his steps, glanced to the left and said in a deep voice:

　　”A little further on, there will be a Psychedelic Wind Chime Tree that I want to try to deal with on my own first.

　　”The second Transcendent Creature you encounter after that, you will deal with it, I won’t get involved.”

　　Unless you can’t deal with …… it alone Alger swallowed back the latter half of his words.

　　He was not one of those “hunters” that could often be encountered at sea, and would not always be able to control his own mouth, habitually saying things that would make others angry.

　　”The mother of the extraordinary materials that Miss Justice needs …… Mr. “Hanging Man” also has a lot of experience in adventures, and knows that there are times when honesty is more useful than concealment, and that communication and discussion are more effective than calculations. Effective …… Klein maintained the persona of Germaine Sparrow, nodding his head with a bit of elegance in his coldness:

　　”Good.

　　”If you can’t deal with it, you’d better take the initiative to ask for help, or I’ll assume you’re still holding out.”

　　The style of the crazy adventurer and the “hunters” seem to be different, but in some aspects they are amazingly consistent …… Alger quietly inhaled a breath, carrying a horse lamp and continuing to move forward.

　　As they walked, they heard the faint tinkling of wind chimes and felt a sense of homecoming and relaxation.

　　Klein was acutely aware of his guard and wariness melting away irreversibly, and no matter how much he emphasized and repeated it in his mind, his whole being could no longer tighten up.

　　At this instant, he even wanted to lean towards the place where the wind chimes were emanating from, believing that there was something there that he held extremely dear and extremely close to him.

　　Because of the distance, the bells of the wind were still ringing, and Klein could barely control himself, looking sideways at Mr. “Hanging Man”.

　　Alger also lost his composure, his eyes were slightly red in his rough face, and he didn’t know what he had remembered and what kind of emotional state he had entered.

　　I don’t know what Mr. “upside down man” will look like when he really cries out …… That must be very scary …… Klein couldn’t help but think.

　　At that moment, Alger spoke in a low voice:

　　”Leave it to me next.”

　　As soon as the words left his mouth, he put down the horse lamp and slightly turned the evil ring he wore on his left thumb, making the spike-like bumps stained with stale blood more and more distinct.

　　This was his magical item, the “Spirit Whip”, the side effect of which was a constant headache that made him want to bang his head against the wall.

　　However, at this moment, this intense headache experience allowed Alger to stay basically awake in the wind chime, and not be truly hypnotized by the other party.

　　There are times when side effects may not necessarily fail to help the holder …… Alger lamented as he removed a wooden box from a concealed pocket of his clothing and snapped it open.

　　It contained a gray mouse!

　　Mr. “Inverted Man” wanted to use the mouse as bait to attract the attention of the Psychedelic Chimes Tree, and then take the opportunity to attack the other party? Not bad, very well prepared, there is a detailed plan beforehand …… As an experienced adventurer, Klein immediately vaguely grasped the thinking of the “Hanged Man”.

　　Alger lifted up the rat and shook it, and his expression suddenly became a bit strange.

　　The gray rat could no longer move. It had lost its breath and body temperature, and could no longer take on the responsibility of bait!

　　Just now during the encounter with the Demigod level Feather Serpent, although Aljie was at the edge of the other party’s attention and quickly detached, the impact was not too great, and more easily recovered, but this gray rat he carried with him was just an ordinary species, not so strong vitality and physique, and with just a little bit of ripple, it was difficult to be spared, and couldn’t be sustained on the spot, and became a corpse.

　　Dead …… dead …… Mr. “upside down man” should now understand a truth, plans are often not as fast as change … …His luck is really not good …… Seeing this scene, the corner of Klein’s mouth moved unnoticeably, wanting to laugh but did not dare to laugh out loud for fear of collapsing his persona.

　　A similar situation is not common in the experienced and meticulous “inverted hanging man”.

　　Alger quickly narrowed his expression, carrying the dead gray mouse forward, while Klein stooped down and reached for the lantern, following him quickly and slowly.

　　The wind chimes grew clearer and clearer, and more and more had the power to make one quiet and want to run right past them.

　　After a few more steps forward, Klein finally saw the strange tree.

　　Above its brownish-green trunk, there was one slender fissure after another, each dark and deep within, seemingly with different eyes.

　　Dangling from the outstretched branches were wind chimes of iron-grey things that shook themselves and made pleasant sounds, and in the center of the branch closest to the torso and at the very top, there was a fist-sized, colorless, translucent fruit bearing fruit.

　　Alger gazed there, pressed the knot in his throat, and said in a hushed voice to Germaine Sparrow:

　　”You had better plug your ears and collect your spirit.”