Part 4 The Undead Chapter 81 Tyrant

Release Date: 2024-06-26 10:55:52
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  For the six-winged gargoyle, a transcendental creature with a solid body that was not afraid of lightning strikes, Alger did not have any good methods except for the “Sailor’s” way of “Fury Strike”.

  Of course, the “song” that directly resonates with the other party’s auditory organs and mental body is definitely the most useful one, if encountered elsewhere, Alger will certainly target the six-winged stone ghost’s tall and heavy, not agile enough characteristics, circling around it, while “singing” Influencing the other party while attacking the same part with sharp wind blades, relying on the accumulation of damage and the stacking of time to slowly wear down the enemy.

  But he is now in the burial hall, the environment is restricted, once to avoid the front, the six-winged gargoyle will inevitably turn to Gelman Sparrow, with seven or eight meters of stone halberd attack each other, so that the crazy adventurer can not catch the opportunity to solve the three dead, and the most important thing is that Alger suspected that his “song” to Gelman Sparrow caused the effect, may be better than the six-winged gargoyle, and the six-winged gargoyles will be able to avoid the enemy. Most importantly, Alger suspected that the effect of his “song” on Germaine Sparrow might be better than that of the six-winged gargoyle.

  Bang!

  The stone halberd smashed heavily on the ground, creating an exaggerated pothole, causing the entire burial hall to shake, as if an earthquake had occurred, and Alger did not forcefully block it, and under the gusts of wind, he veered to the right and rose up, lightly and nimbly dodging the six-winged gargoyle’s attack, and charging straight at the monster’s head.

  Just then, he saw those gray eyes burning with fire.

  Alger’s thoughts stuttered for a moment, his body instantly became stiff, with the feeling of being tragically petrified once again, but again, no grayish color surfaced and spread on the surface of his skin.

  With inertia, he continued to rise, but was too late to swing his short blade, and hit the six-winged gargoyle’s head, flying backwards with a snapping sound and pain all over his body.

  His eyes reflected the heavy gray halberd again, but his mind was too slow to respond effectively.

  Suddenly, a hand grabbed onto his shoulder and violently pulled it to the side.

  Bang!

  Stones flew, sparks shot out in all directions, and the heavy halberd of the six-winged gargoyle smashed a huge crater in the ground again.

  Algernon’s body shuddered, and his mind quickly returned to normal as his vision became clearer.

  It was as if he had finally woken up from a nightmare that he had watched but could not resist, and had regained control of his body.

  It was only then that he realized that Germaine Sparrow had somehow appeared beside him, in the corner where the three dead had been, the remnants of electricity and the obsidian poltergeists

  ”Don’t meet its eyes, attack its chest.” Klein succinctly reminded his companion as he pulled Alger into a quick movement to avoid the stone halberd.

  Having experienced and witnessed many battles firsthand, Alger understood what he was trying to convey without the need for Gelman Sparrow to explain anything further, and immediately disengaged himself from the help and maneuvered his way around the flanks of the six-winged gargoyle.

  Stomp! Stomp! Stomp!

  He ran towards the six-winged gargoyle with great strides and waited until the stone halberd swung horizontally, only to violently rise high into the air under the gusty wind’s throw, avoiding the attack.

  Whoosh!

  Another gust of hurricane wind pushed Alger as he rushed towards the Six-Winged Stone Ghost’s chest.

  In the process, he closed his eyes and pulled back his right arm, making the corresponding muscle bulge one after another.

  Then, based on the “navigator’s” judgment of the distance, he swung his right fist, which was gripped with a short blade.

  Whistling wind blades and cauldrons sprang up and burst forward with his fist.

  Bang!

  Alger’s right fist struck the six-winged gargoyle’s chest hard, hitting with an explosion-like effect, causing the grayish stone there to first be covered in fine cracks with silver-white electric snakes jumping, then crumbling aPart 1nto a crater!

  Ka-ching, his short blade directly exploded, turning into a piece of debris that splattered in all directions.

  The powerful rebound force caused Alger to fly backwards, and in mid-air, out of the corner of his eye, he saw that Germaine Sparrow, who wore a silk bowler hat, had somehow circled around to the front and pulled back the hammer.

  Immediately afterward, this cold adventurer raised his hand violently, letting the deep, black muzzle of his gun aim at the six-winged gargoyle.

  Bang!

  With a loud echo, a bullet shot through the crater in the Six-Winged Stone Ghost’s chest.

  A rumbling sound erupted with it, and the grayish-white stone monster’s body shook violently for a few moments, the fire burning in its eyes quickly dying out.

  After a short pause, it fell forward like a mountain collapsing, creating an exaggerated sound and earthquake-like shaking.

  The “death knell” sounded, a deadly blow!

  By this time, Alger had just managed to maintain his balance and stabilize his body with the help of the wind.

  Kraven did not talk to him, nor did he look for trophies, but turned his body towards the area where the Aztec copper whistle lay on the ground, blackened and charred.

  A slippery tentacle covered with “fish scales” flicked, and a dead man who had lost half of his body stood up, with electric snakes streaming on his body surface.

  It is that majestic, reckless, tyrannical dead, originally wearing a tattered brown jacket, wearing a pirate’s captain’s hat, now without the left arm, missing the right leg and half of the head, the surface of the body is everywhere scorched black and melted traces.

  But even so, it still didn’t sleep peacefully, and tried to fuse the surrounding flesh and blood to enter a more powerful state.

  You know, what Klein just used was the “Lightning Storm” recorded from the “Scepter of Poseidon”, even if it was attenuated due to the record, it was definitely a genuine demigod level extraordinary ability, from the fact that the other two deceased returned to peace without even a grunt, you can From the fact that the other two deceased returned to complete peace without even a grunt, one could see how powerful it was!

  This awakening of the deceased has a problem …… Klein’s heart moved, immediately let the “ghost” Seignior jump to the smooth side of the Aztec copper whistle, and then tried to reflect on the slippery tentacles of the deceased “fish scale”. and then tried to reflect on the “fish scales” of the slippery tentacles of the dead man.

  At that moment, Klein sensed a violent, high-level repulsion through the puppet, and the Spirit was unable to attach itself!

  Seignior was even bounced back, uncontrollably appearing.

  Seeing this, Alger did not ask why, but raised his hands and created a swirling wind around the deceased, trying to restrain its movement, but the wind did not sweep inward, and seemed to be afraid of something, forcing it to spread outward and quickly disappearing.

  The only redeeming factor was that the undead did not immediately attack the two, but instead jumped a step to the left and bent its back in an attempt to pick up the Aztec copper whistle.

  Klein immediately shook his left hand and made the “Lemanor’s Travel Notes” turn the page to the paper where the “Abyssal Shackles” were located.

  This is the extraordinary ability of Emlyn’s record, which belongs to the Sequence 7 “vampire”.

  As Klein’s right hand, gripping the revolver of the Deathstroke, slid sideways across the note, the shadows around the dead man suddenly came to life, transforming into chains that wrapped around it and bound it firmly in place.

  Seizing his opponent’s brief pause, Klein lifted his pistol without expression, dialed down the revolver, and pulled the hammer.

  Different colors appeared in his line of sight, red, green, and white.

  Aiming at the “white”, Klein pulled the trigger.

  Bang!

  A touch of light gold flew into the remaining half of the undead’s head, causing it to directly explode into a rain of blood, at the same time, the purification bullet also bloomed with a sun-like light, illuminating the target’s entire body.

  That undead melted a little like a candle, and lost its balance by bending its back and fell directly next to the Aztec copper whistle.

  Monsters that have no spiritual intelligence and act on instinct are really quite a bit better to deal with than Extraordinary Ones at the same level …… However, am I not a bit sorry for the Aztec Copper Whistle, since it was given to me, it’s had a rough time being subjected to explosions, baptized by lightning, and purified by sunlight… …Klein confessed for a second, and then maneuvered the spirit, Seniol, to pick up the ancient and delicate whistle, and shoved it into his body.

  He didn’t go there directly, fearing that another dead person would wake up, so he continued to let Seignior, the secret puppet, feel up the guy who was able to resist the possession just now.

  Klein suspected that the deceased had a rather high-level item on him!

  Soon enough, Seniole, in his non-Spirit form, felt something and pulled it out.

  It was a piece of cardboard!

  On the front of the card was a man with his hands raised, wearing a triple crown, with believers prostrate in front of him, and behind him were lightning, clouds, winds, and waves!

  The man’s face was very familiar to Klein, for he had a portrait of the other man in another dress.

  It was Rossel the Great!

  And at the top left of the portrait of the Rossel dressed as the Pope, a bright starburst condensed a line of text:

  ”Sequence 0: Tyrant!”

  ”The blasphemous card from the Storm pathway, the Tyrant card? Kraven instantly recalled the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom’s name for the “Lord of Storms”:

  Tyrant!

  Alger also saw the “blasphemy card”, his eyes immediately became frozen, and the fire of greed inside burned steeply.

  He took a deep breath, forcibly averted his gaze, looked to the side, and spoke:

  ”The battle just now was fierce, perhaps certain things in the depths of this church have been awakened by us, so we must quickly pick up the items and prepare to evacuate at any time.”

  Mr. “Inverted Man”, don’t you think I’m aware of this? There’s no need for you to be so long-winded… Where’s the tacit agreement from just now? Heh, it’s true, the “Tyrant” card still has an effect on you, making it a bit difficult for you to calm down and become talkative. …… Klein asked “Spiteful Soul” Seniol to put away the “Blasphemy” card while he was doing so. “Blasphemy” card, into the body of one of the dead, accelerate the precipitation of extraordinary characteristics, while coldly said:

  ”You have already wasted five seconds.”

  Alger froze for a moment, and without further ado, walked towards the remains of the six-winged gargoyle, first gouging out its eyes that had remnants of red light, and then waited patiently for a while, probing into the other party’s shattered undershirt, and brought up a grayish-white translucent crystal cluster.

  On the other hand, under the power of the “Spirit of Grievance”, the dead person whose body was covered with yellowish-green pus analyzed a brown “dirt”, which had roots and hidden “blood vessels”. “This dirt had roots and veins lurking in it, and it looked quite strange.

  Without wasting time guessing which pathway and which sequence this belongs to, Klein simply told Seignior to put it away and turned to the one whose slippery tentacles were still twitching slightly, letting its extraordinary characteristics precipitate and accelerate.

  Seeing that a jellyfish-like mass, loaded with azure seawater, was about to take shape, a long voice suddenly rang in Klein and Alger’s ears:

  ”Hey ……”

  This sigh came from the deepest part of the church, carrying an unspeakable vicissitude.

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