The Traveler Chapter 246 – The Three Qualities of Quality

　　Certainly not one to gamble that the item thrown by his opponent was unthreatening, Seniol instantly stepped aside and dodged to the distance, allowing the iron cigarette case sealed by the wall of spirituality to fall to the ground.

　　Then, he opened his mouth once again and let out a shrill whistle.

　　As if from the depths of the spiritual body hissing makes Klein’s head sting, even if often receive “real Creator”, “door” and other existences of the ravings of injury, against similar attacks have a fairly strong ability to resist, but inevitably appeared for a short period of time stagnation, the inside of his nose Hot, hot, hot, like a capillary rupture.

　　However, his own resistance plus the weakening effect of the “bribe” made this kind of stagnation have and only have a moment, and this is the “blood on top of the general” Seignior can not know things.

　　Therefore, Kraven pretended not to recover so quickly, showing his weak side, waiting for the enemy to take the bait.

　　In a normal battle, because the “Grieving Spirit” can jump with the help of mirror-like things, and it is impossible for people to judge the position in advance, even if he creates a bunch of flames, and uses this to complete the constant flashing, he can’t keep the distance within 5 meters, and the manipulation of the “Spirit Thread” is always just a little short. His maneuvering of the “Spirit Thread” was always interrupted just before it had any effect.

　　For this reason, he planned to take a little risk and let his opponent jump into the trap he had dug, ending the battle as soon as possible and escaping to the cliffside.

　　Seeing that his target was more visibly stagnant from the damage done by the multiple Spiteful Spikes, Seniol didn’t hesitate to let his breath become ethereal.

　　At Klein’s eye level, the figure of the “General of Blood” quickly appeared, shrinking in equal proportions and becoming clearer than ever.

　　It was not like a reflection of the outside world, but as if the two little figures were living inside the pupils!

　　When the possession of the “Spirit of Grievance” was almost complete, the tattered and charred Kraven bent his back slightly, and extended his palm to the left side in an unhurried manner, as if he were a polite gentleman saying “please”.

　　The “writhing hunger” kept that evil and honorable black color, forcibly distorting the target of the “blood above the general”.

　　And because of the freezing aura just now, white frost and crystals were condensed everywhere around, equivalent to mirrors!

　　On the thin layer of ice, Seignior’s figure in a tricorn hat emerged, his expression slightly stunned.

　　At this time, “Creeping Hunger” switched back to its deep black state, and Klein’s mouth spat out demonic words full of filth:

　　”Slow!”

　　Seniol, who was about to jump away with the help of a mirror-like object, stiffened, and his figure was outlined uncontrollably, his movements so dull that his attempt was unsuccessful.

　　Because “Slow” couldn’t be applied continuously, Klein made the glove on his left palm turn pale, tinted with an eerie green color.

　　”Walkers.”

　　The frosty white ice seal on the ground intensified once again, quickly spreading to Seniole’s side, causing the slow-moving man to turn into a complete ice sculpture, starting from his toes.

　　Knowing that the “Spirit of Grudge” had a strong resistance to freezing, Kraven did not slow down, and took a second to make the “Creeping Hunger” look like it was made of gold.

　　The illusory black threads in his eyes disappeared, and two streaks of blinding silver-white lightning erupted from the depths to the surface.

　　”Inquisitor”, “Spirit Piercing”!

　　In a normal state, Seniol’s spirit-flesh merging body would only be affected by a small amount, or even allow the other party to experience a backlash, but he had just gotten rid of the slow and had yet to lift the ice seal, he could only forcefully withstand this invisible arrow targeting the spirit body!

　　His mind was like being drilled into by the tip of a knife and stirred viciously, the pain then spread all over his body, causing him to briefly lose his mind.

　　By the time he came to his senses and was ready to jump continuously and pull away, the adventurer with a cold temperament on the opposite side opened his mouth once again:

　　”Slow!”

　　The movements of …… “Blood General” Seignior became sluggish again, and then, he undoubtedly suffered two waves of “Ice Seal” and “Spirit Piercing”. Then he undoubtedly suffered two more waves of follow-up attacks, “Ice Seal” and “Spirit Piercing”.

　　When he barely escaped, the dark-haired, brown-pupiled Gelman Sparrow opened his mouth for the third time without expression:

　　”Slow!”

　　A wave of anger and despair went through Seniole’s mind before he fell back into the same cycle as before.

　　Kraven, who had taken control of his opponent for the third time in a row, had already begun to covertly manipulate the “Spiritual Thread” of the “General above Blood”.

　　In fact, the most effective way was to take advantage of the opponent’s inability to break free, and then use the “Deathstroke” revolver to give the target two or three fatal shots, but previous failures have told him that the enemy has a magical item that can make itself lucky, too direct and too fatal attacks are likely to lead to accidents, and instead of achieving the desired effect.

　　Because of this, he chose to manipulate the “Spirit Body Thread” in a gradual manner!

　　Time flew by, as Klein ran around the “Blood General” Seniol to avoid possible attacks from the Rose School Demigods, he gradually reached a state of initial control by manipulating the “Spirit Body Thread”.

　　Three seconds, two seconds, one second!

　　Señor’s thoughts stagnated, and every part of his body seemed to be covered in rust.

　　Klein had no more energy left to use “Creeping Hunger” and continued to deepen his control, moving not too slowly but not too fast either.

　　No …… can’t …… continue …… like this …… Seignior’s thoughts flashed slowly, and a small arrow of transparent ice crystal coalesced in front of his body. a small, transparent arrow of ice crystal.

　　It was tinted with a slight shade of shadowy green, as if paying homage to the surrounding woods.

　　And Klein, who had witnessed his opponent’s slow motion the entire time, had long since withdrawn his left hand without panic, removed the Grocer’s Travels from its chest position, and assumed his stance.

　　Whoosh!

　　The small ice crystal arrow finally shot out, seemingly heading straight for Klein’s chest, but suddenly changed direction on the way, angling upwards!

　　This should have been an unusually sudden and fatal change, but Seniole’s thoughts of maneuvering slowed down a lot, and the ice crystal arrow only received the “command” when it was about to reach Kraven’s body, so the change wasn’t sufficient, and it was rather hasty, and was easily blocked by Kraven’s movement of “Grosser’s Travels”.

　　Seignior’s face seemed to have gone a little whiter, and after several seconds of thought, he slowly opened his mouth and tried to let out a whine.

　　Klein was ready for it and snatched it out first:

　　”Bang!”

　　The air bullet flew out and hit Seniol’s mouth, causing his head to fall back, his teeth to fall out, and the whine to die in his throat.

　　Seeing the control deepen little by little, Seniol’s resistance was dismantled again and again, and even the lunatic outburst that was about to lose his sanity was interrupted, Klein’s heart gave birth to a few moments of joy.

　　Just then, the mournful, shrill, horrible cry of a baby appeared suddenly, echoing within the woods.

　　Klein’s body bumps protruded, the “Grocer’s Travels” in his hand fell to the ground with a snap, and his brain seemed to be pinched by an invisible hand, briefly losing the sense of all things, including the “spiritual body line”, and Seignior’s state of manipulation was then lifted.

　　Hundreds of meters away from them, the large black baby with swollen, dry, wrinkled skin that looked like it had just come out of the water broke away from its illusory state and returned to reality.

　　His limbs were thin and long, and there was only one irregular hole in his face, which was filled with white teeth that surrounded a whole circle.

　　At the moment, Jax’s body was covered in multiple visible and deep wounds that ran through the black, swollen skin, allowing the black-green liquid of inner decay to gurgle out.

　　After surfacing, this Rose School demigod stopped hiding, stopped fleeing, and hissed like a madman, letting out a baby-cry-like sound that sent Klein, and Seignior, into a simultaneous state of half-consciousness, half-pain, with his body even showing signs of being out of control.

　　The four blonde-haired, red-eyed heads leapt out of the void, opening their mouths in unison and letting out a silent, shrill whine that brought that horrible cry to a halt.

　　Renette Tynecol and Jax were once again engaged in a tangle, sometimes in the spirit realm, sometimes in reality, darting within leaves, weeds, insect eggs, ice crystals, and thorns.

　　”Generals of Blood” Seniol and Klein stood frozen in their original positions, doing their best to shake off the effects of the baby’s cries from earlier.

　　In this regard, Seniole believed that as a “Spirit of Grievance”, he had an unrivaled advantage, and the corners of his mouth subconsciously turned up a little.

　　He had already thought about what to do with the other party.

　　But at this time, in his eyes, the ragged clothes of the cold temperament of the adventurer’s gaze has become awake!

　　It was only a second after the “baby crying” stopped!

　　The exceptionally experienced Kraven recovered first, and realized that Seignior was still in a stagnant and sluggish state.

　　Opportunity! In a flash of his mind, he did not try the long-distance attack, which had many surprises, nor did he choose the “Spirit Body Line” maneuver, which took more time, and with a stomp of his right foot, his figure leaped towards the other party like a cheetah.

　　His left glove was deep and dark, and fell behind him, coalescing into a huge weapon made of magma and flames, closer in shape to a sword.

　　”Apostle of Desire”, “Sword of Magma”!

　　Stomp!

　　Klein’s body crossed over from Seniol’s left side, while the burning giant sword swept across the opponent’s chest and abdomen, stuck in the center.

　　With a prancing motion, Seniol was set ablaze by the light blue flames, but his body was only damaged and did not lose his life, screaming out in agony from the pain.

　　After the two of them passed by, Klein directly discarded the “Sword of Magma”, stepped on his left foot, turned his body around, faced the back of the “General of Blood”, and pressed the iron black revolver of the “Deathstroke” against the back of the opponent’s head. He put the iron black revolver of “Deathstroke” against the back of his opponent’s head.

　　He didn’t try to use a deadly attack, but directly pulled the trigger!

　　At the sound of a thud, his body suddenly shook, as the place where his feet had stepped appeared to be a hole, and the Deathstroke slid down, striking the side of Seniol’s neck with a pale golden bullet.

　　The blood splashed out, and the General lost half of his neck, falling forward, unconscious, but still not dead.

　　Klein was about to shoot again when the sky suddenly dimmed and an arm poked out!

　　This arm was ten meters long, the surface was black and sticky, there was a strange protrusion, they were either skull heads, three-dimensional eyes, or tongues with sharp teeth, the moment it appeared, it made the whole forest shake a little.

　　All the green leaves all withered, all the bugs and insects stiffened and died, and all the beasts either paralyzed on the ground or frantically tore themselves up, dripping with blood!

　　The premonition of danger in Klein’s heart was so strong that he violently closed his eyes and flung himself to the ground in front of him, then made a roll in the right direction, grabbed the Grosel’s Travels, and held it in front of his face!