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To deal with a Beyonder like a zombie with a body like Steel, spiritual damage is indeed more effective!
As he pondered, layers of dark gold scales emerged from the glove on Klein's left hand, and his pupils suddenly became vertical.
He once again used the Psychiatrist's "Frenzy."
"Steel" Maveti's body briefly stiffened. Under successive blows, he also lost control of the malice within him, losing the shackles of reason.
Black, hard long hairs grew on his face, his teeth and nails continuously lengthened, and his skin began to squirm, trying to coalesce. His skin color changed from dark black to pale, like a true, mad zombie craving fresh blood!
Puff! Puff!
Bugs Bunny's two paws rhythmically patted the ground, and one bulge after another instantly appeared on the ground around Maveti.
Chirp! Chirp! Chirp!
The sound of earth being turned over rang out, and strange plants emerged from underground. Some were like thorns full of fangs, while others were constantly branching, like vines with distorted arms.
All these bizarre plants either wrapped around or bit at Maveti.
Danitz extended his spirituality even more vigorously, even using his left hand, which was fractured because Klein had transferred the wound for him.
"Hiss!"
The stinging pain in his left hand made Danitz grimace, his expression distorted.
The glove on Klein's left hand once again radiated a brilliant light like direct sunlight.
He raised the revolver he had taken from his waist holster with his right hand and quickly pulled the trigger.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
As Klein pulled the trigger, bullets trailing clear, bright tails accurately hit Maveti's head.
The bullets, imbued with the effect of "Purification Slash," easily penetrated his flesh, which was as hard as Steel, leaving smoking black holes on his head.
This great pirate, worth 6,000 pounds, froze in place, the purifying power contained in the bullets spreading wantonly within his body.
For a moment, he could only emit hoarse, painful groans through his nostrils.
Klein strode forward unhurriedly until he reached Maveti. He pressed the revolver in his right hand against Maveti's forehead and pulled the trigger again.
Bang!
The last bullet from the revolver entered Maveti's forehead. No blood spilled out, only wisps of black smoke rose and quickly dissipated.
The hoarse sound from "Steel" Maveti's nostrils solidified for a moment, and his aura quickly faded away.
"He's dead."
Klein spoke in a calm tone, putting the revolver back into his holster and extending his gloved left hand forward.
The brilliant light that had radiated from the glove disappeared, and at the palm of his hand, after a squirm, a somewhat illusory, fanged mouth opened.
Creeping Hunger began to feast on "Steel" Maveti's corpse.
The strange plants summoned by Bugs Bunny around them quickly withered and retracted, burrowing back into the ground, leaving only traces of disturbed earth.
Danitz also released his tightly clenched right hand. The blazing white flame whip lost its spiritual support and quickly dissipated into points of light.
After Creeping Hunger had devoured "Steel" Maveti's corpse, Bugs Bunny approached and handed over a new faded paper figure:
"The boss said it's best not to shepherd this zombie's soul. The Rose School of Thought has some control over these characteristics."
"You can cover the glove with this paper figure to temporarily conceal his spirit and characteristics. After the spirit medium ritual is done, then destroy the traces."
Klein reached out and took the light yellow paper figure Bugs Bunny handed him, examining it. It was completely different from the paper figures I cut, both in crafting method and function.
He took Creeping Hunger off his left hand, wrapped it with the light yellow paper figure Bugs Bunny gave him, and put it inside his coat. Then he straightened up and looked around, saying:
"How many paper figures do you have left?"
"How do we get out?"
Bugs Bunny scratched his head a bit awkwardly, saying with some uncertainty:
"Hmm, the duration of this magic is five minutes. We just need to wait a bit longer."
"The boss only gave me two paper figures. That was the last one. Remember to return it to me after you use it."
Klein maintained Gehrman Sparrow's cold demeanor and nodded slightly:
"Mm."
This rabbit is truly not cute. You could totally ask for two more paper figures... He doesn't even know how to inflate a bill.
Danitz's mouth twitched slightly. He had just reviewed the battle process. From the appearance of "Steel" Maveti to his Death Announcer, it was at most two minutes.
Gehrman Sparrow and this rabbit are truly terrifying. Solving a great pirate worth 6,000 pounds in two minutes, they are simply, simply here to collect characteristics at sea and earn gold pounds along the way!
Then, thinking of something, Danitz's expression became solemn again. He cleared his throat twice, attracting Klein and Bugs Bunny's attention, and said:
"Ahem! Well, whatever conspiracy you have against 'Steel,' I must remind you that he shouldn't be alone. He must have a group of Blood Pirate Group members under him in Bayam."
"What they're looking for is still the Golden Dream."
Klein glanced at Danitz beside him and said in a cold, hard voice.
"Bullshit! It's just a baseless treasure. How could it attract the attention of any expert!"
As he spoke, he also vigilantly looked at Klein and Bugs Bunny at his feet. He said this deliberately, and it was also true.
Gehrman Sparrow and this fat rabbit shouldn't be here for the so-called treasure, right? Bullshit! Which traitor on the ship leaked the information after all!
Klein looked at Danitz, who still didn't know the true reason for the matter, and said in a flat voice tinged with coldness:
"They are not after the treasure, but the truth."
"Truth? What truth? The truth hidden behind the treasure? But there's no treasure at all?"
Danitz looked at Klein with a puzzled expression.
Klein glanced at Danitz and stopped talking. Is this guy at odds with the treasure?
He walked to a slightly tilted coconut tree not far away, leaned against the trunk, and gazed at the bright moon overhead, lost in thought.
Until this Mystical Reenactment reached its duration limit, the surrounding scene once again fell like a drawn curtain, revealing the appearance of Sea Defense Street.
Everything around them remained unchanged. Gusts of wind blew, rustling the pointed leaves on both sides. No one noticed what had happened here, and everything seemed so harmonious.
The tree trunk Klein was leaning on disappeared, and he lost his balance for a moment, but he quickly regained his footing, walked a few steps to the side, and picked up his suitcase that he had thrown under the street tree.
"First, let's find a place to stay."
Klein spread his hand, catching a falling raindrop.
Still thinking about the so-called expert behind "Steel" Maveti and the Golden Dream, Danitz hadn't yet recovered and subconsciously nodded in response:
"Okay!"
Bullshit! Maveti is dead, why am I still following him?
Danitz looked at Klein's back with slight hesitation. The process of killing Maveti just now flashed through his mind. He subconsciously shivered, then quickly caught up with Klein's footsteps.
"Steel" is dead, but his subordinates are still here, and there's also the expert he mentioned. Only by staying with Gehrman Sparrow will I be safe enough. I also need to find an opportunity to inform the captain about today's events.
Central Sonia Sea, near Oravi Island.
The Golden Dream had just completed a resupply and was approaching the Rorsted Archipelago.
Inside Edwina's captain's cabin, Leyton sat on a chair, closing his eyes and sensing something.
A moment later, he reopened his eyes, a faint blue light hidden within them.
He exhaled a long breath, stood up from the chair, walked to the bay window, and chuckled as he looked out at the sea in the direction of the Rorsted Archipelago:
"The investigation from the Rose School of Thought has begun. I will head directly to Bayam next. There might be some intense battles there, so the Golden Dream should not get too close to avoid being affected."
Edwina frowned slightly, saying in a very serious tone:
"What happened on the Tree of Flesh and Blood will definitely attract the attention of a Rose School of Thought Angel. Even if it's just routine investigation personnel, it's very likely to be a Saint."
Leyton nodded gently:
"The Rose School of Thought's person in charge of this incident is most likely an Angel, or a Saint who can summon an Angel at any time."
"The remaining corruption on the Tree of Flesh and Blood is clearly at a near-True God level, so they will certainly take it seriously."
"However, their attention will likely be more focused on the Death Announcer, which was also in the nearby sea area at the time. Compared to us, it, which has close ties to the abyss, is more suspicious."
"Because demons and Mutant are from adjacent pathways?" Edwina merely mentioned it briefly, then changed the subject.
"Jodeson told me you want to recruit him to preach in the Southern Continent?"
"Is that appropriate? He is not a believer of knowledge."
Leyton leaned against the bay window, rubbing his chin with his right thumb, pondering for a moment, then chuckled and said:
"This is a divine oracle!"
"Under my command, hmm, I have no subordinates at all. I can only find someone on your ship to be my assistant."
Edwina was silent for a moment, then nodded gently, agreeing to this reason.
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