Many fire crows flying towards the "Black Emperor" flapped their wings, let out a silent cry, and burst into flames. Rawls, who was hidden among them, was also disturbed by the strong burst of emotions deep in his heart, and lost all control in an instant.
With the control of his own spirituality, he was unable to hide his figure in the flames, and fell straight into the sea without warning.
Seeing the deep ink-like sea surface getting closer and closer, Rawls's red eyes suddenly became darker.
"Fallen Earl" and "use" can continue the state that is beneficial to oneself and relieve the negative state in advance.
The emotions that exploded in his heart immediately dissipated, as if they had never existed. After further gaining control over his own spirituality, strong winds surged out of the blue coral bracelet hanging on his chest, blowing up his clothes.
Let him no longer fall straight down, but start gliding on the sea.
His face was almost only a dozen centimeters away from the sea surface. With his eyesight far beyond that of ordinary people, he could even see his reflected figure and the extremely calm expression on his face.
After gliding on the sea surface for seven or eight meters, he rushed upward diagonally again, surrounded by strong winds, and continued flying towards the "Black Emperor".
The "Flying Bracelet" corresponds to the Sequence 6 "Windwander" and is the trophy obtained by Rawls from hunting "Twilight Lieutenant General" Bulatov Yinwan.
In order to complete his promotion ceremony, in addition to borrowing the "Iron-Blooded Reaper" and "Free Walker" from Alicia, he also brought almost all the sealed objects he owned with him, even the "Scepter of Power" was almost
Among them were those that were difficult to put to use. Anyway, he didn't need to worry about the negative effects of the sealed objects.
The only exception is the "Heart of Desire". Whether facing Agaritu or the "Death Ship", this extraordinary item corresponding to the "Apostle of Desire" may be more harmful than useful.
Controlling his body and turning half a circle, Rawls only then saw the changes in the "Suite", saw the illusory figure integrated with the black rugged mountain, and saw the roots that bound the illusory figure.
Rune chains with dim light.
That was one of the eight ancient gods of the second era, the "Demon King", Fabuti.
Rawls is no stranger to this scene. He once witnessed the trial of Fabuti by Trunsoest, the "Night King" supported by the Six Gods, in the dream of "Demon Hunter Admiral" Andreevich.
Add chains.
Farbuti's figure did not gradually solidify like the black rugged mountain peaks that merged with her lower body, but seemed to be rejected by the real world, sometimes clear, sometimes blurry, like an old TV set during a thunderstorm.
Her thick neck covered with a rock-like carapace stood up, and the black ferocious face showed pain. The orange-red vertical boy looked at the sky, and the open and closed mouth seemed to be calling for help. There was a huge suppressed pain.
The feeling penetrated into everyone who looked directly at this scene.
The mucus dripping from her body, filled with all kinds of desires and depravity, slid down, mixed with the petroleum-like black liquid, and dripped from the black rugged mountain peaks onto the "Sad Death" that had been transformed into a giant sandworm.
It flows into the body from the holes in its upper body and the huge open mouth.
"Hahaha...ho...ha...ho..."
Sharp screams that seemed like pain and madness continued to echo in this sea area, sometimes high and sometimes low, causing the approaching crew members to cover their heads and fall to the ground, rolling back and forth and struggling.
Even though Rawls had been away from a violent period, he still felt a little dizzy and the blood vessels in his temples were twitching slightly. But compared to the status and strength of the "Suite", it didn't seem like he was actively using "babble".
The ability to "control" is more like taking over the excited sounds made by the mixture of mucus and petroleum-like black liquid that is full of various desires and depravity.
But also because of its nature as a "whisperer", even if it is not actively issued, it still possesses considerable power.
On the "Twilight" on the other side, after discovering that his attack was useless, Andreevich also reactivated the ship's defensive state, and also allowed his crew to compare with the "Black Death" and "Iron Death".
The crews on the "Anchor" and "Golden Dream" were much better and did not suffer much loss in the emotional outburst and this raving.
The pirate general who had always wanted to hunt the real "demon" was half-kneeling on the deck at the moment, with two stabbing swords thrust into the gap of the overtime, his head buried deep, making it difficult to see his expression clearly. But he was shrouded in "Dawn Armor"
The strong body beneath him was constantly trembling, and the hand holding the hilt of the rapier was gradually loosening.
It seems that compared to his crew, this Sequence 5 "Guardian" suffered more damage from the ravings of the "Sad Death"!
The first mate Gerald Tamara on the side didn't know why the captain reacted so loudly. He endured his somewhat groggy head and the constant burst of chaotic thoughts, walked towards Andreevich, pushed out with one hand and wanted to formulate a plan.
rules to help him.
But before he could pronounce the ancient Hermetic words, he saw the "Dawn Armor" covering Andreevich's body disperse into countless light spots, and he fell to the ground, facing up to the sky.
The morning light burst out of the "Demon Hunter Admiral"'s intact right eye, making it difficult to see clearly. He opened his mouth wide, let out a loud cry of pain, reached out and tore his shirt desperately, and the clothes were torn into strips with just one blow.
Show off your strong muscles.
Gerald's eyes narrowed, his outstretched arm retracted, and he took a few steps back.
He saw brass-colored chains emerging from Andreevich's strong muscles. There were runes on each copper ring that made up the chains. Although they were only as thick as a baby's finger, they gave them a powerful feeling.
People are left with a sense of indestructibility.
The first mate of the "Twilight" suddenly raised his head and looked into the distance. He saw the illusory figure that merged with the black rugged mountain peaks. He saw the brass rune chain that bound the figure, and the "Demon Hunter Admiral"
"The ones on their bodies are almost exactly the same, except that one is a demon and the other is a normal human.
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Gerald subconsciously suspected Andreevich's identity, but this was obviously impossible. The "Demon Hunter Admiral" was the "Guardian" of Sequence 5.
Contaminated? But why am I okay? The other "soldiers" on the ship are okay too...
A series of questions emerged from Gerald's mind, making his brain, which was already under the attack of babble and the uncontrollable flow of chaotic thoughts, even more groggy. He was stunned there, not knowing what to do.
"Haha, I didn't expect there would be an unexpected harvest..."
Gerald reacted immediately when he heard the strange voice. He suddenly looked towards the source of the sound and found that the man was standing next to him. He almost instinctively pointed to the sea and uttered an ancient Hermetic language:
"exile!"
A majestic invisible force burst out, but it only caused the man's hair to move slightly, and not even the blood-like tie on his chest moved at all.
"Not bad..." The man patted his white suit, and the bloody boy swept over Jerad's body without any emotion, and raised the corners of his mouth, "Help me blow the dust off my clothes."
The man's voice was dull, but Gerald was enveloped in a huge sense of fear. His heart was pounding, and blood vessels protruded from his skin, but there was not a drop of sweat. It seemed that all the pores in his body were closed due to fear.
It wasn't until the man looked away that he trembled all over, his clothes soaked with sweat, his legs went weak, and he collapsed directly to the ground without any strength.
Only then did he realize that there was another person standing behind the man, with a medium build. The black dress on his body was wrinkled and dirty, as if he had rolled on the ground. His facial features were soft, his aged eyes were full of pain, and there was a small star under his right ear.
of black mole.
The man in the white suit looked at Andreevich rolling on the ground, and his smile became even bigger. But when he looked up at the illusory figure that merged with the black rugged mountain peaks, his face suddenly turned cold, as if
The iceberg has not melted for thousands of years, but its smile has not disappeared, and it looks a bit sinister.
He raised his right hand and bent his palm. Behind him, Azik Eggers walked heavily to the side and was held down by the man in the white suit on the shoulder.
Evil black patterns appeared on the palm of the man in the white suit that was pressing on Azik's shoulder, his nails began to grow, and black viscous liquid seeped out from his palm and climbed up Azik's neck.
As the black viscous liquid touched Azik's skin, pieces of pitch-black and cold scales came out, and white feathers stained by the buttery substance grew out of the gaps between the scales. His neck immediately stretched.
, the bones rattled, but the whole person knelt down directly and supported the deck with both hands.
Drops of sweat slid down and hit the deck, staining the deck with a layer of light yellow oil and giving rise to fine white hairs.
His forehead was slightly raised, and a golden light appeared under his skin.
"ah"
Under the spiritual reminder, Gerald Tamara directly looked away, not daring to look directly, but an extremely piercing scream suddenly sounded in his ears, causing him to fall directly to the ground, covering his ears and rolling, his face twisted and
ferocious.
But the sound came and went suddenly. It only took him two or three seconds to recover. He didn't dare to look at the two people who suddenly appeared. Instead, he looked at the location of the "Suite" and saw
Giant sandworms are already lying on the sea surface.
The rugged mountain peaks shrouded in black mist above it became a little bit illusory, and the already illusory demon figure disappeared directly.
What happened?
Gerald's mouth gradually opened wide, and from the corner of his eye, he saw a shrunken but unusually solid demon appearing on the left hand that the man in the white suit had raised at some point.
Immediately afterwards, the man in the white suit opened a gash in the palm of his left hand, but it was not the flesh and blood of a normal person, but more like the entrance to a deep cave, swallowing the demon inside bit by bit.
As the demon was completely swallowed, the rugged mountain peak shrouded in black mist also completely disappeared, but an illusory figure almost level with the sky appeared. It was wearing a black robe and had two burning balls in its eyes.
Pale flames, looking straight at the "Twilight".
"Uh hiccup"
The man in the white suit burped, lifted up the bloody tie on his chest, wiped it against his lips symbolically, and was patted by his normal left hand, returning to normal again.
At the same time, his right hand returned to normal, but Azik Eggers still maintained his original condition.
"Your father wants to see you. She must have been thinking about it for a long time, but there must be something missing..."
she?
Gerald watched the figure in black robes, which was almost as tall as the sky, gradually disappear. He suppressed his curiosity and did not look at the two people around him. The price of looking directly at the form of a mythical creature was not something he could bear.
…
Rawls, who had already flown to the "Black Emperor" on the other side, also noticed this sudden change. He saw the power of the abyss dissipate and the figure that appeared to be Salinger disappearing. He also felt the spirit world again. He didn't care about being alert.
Bird Mustang, the "Viscount of Fear" who was observing him, flashed and appeared in the sky above the "Death".
He first threw a red fireball and used "bribery" to reduce the power of the "Death", and then the thick white musket began to condense in his hand.
Like a sandworm magnified countless times, the "Death Horn" surged angrily again after losing contact with the power of the abyss and the deterrence of Salinger's projection also disappeared.
The tentacles next to its huge mouthparts slapped the sea surface wantonly, causing the seawater to gradually return to its normal color. It was filled with the smell of sulfur and burned with flames, and brightly colored toxic steam rose up.
The holes of different sizes in its upper body are constantly shrinking and expanding, allowing the wind to oscillate and refract inside, converging into chaotic murmurs.
After the ritual failed inexplicably, the "Sad Death", which was originally a sealed object, completely fell into madness and lost its remaining sanity. Just like an extraordinary person losing control, it began to destroy everything around it based on instinct.
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The damage is reduced again.
He opened his waist and back, raised his arms, almost drew a half circle in the air, and suddenly threw downwards a thick flame spear with blazing white flames. The moment he took off his hand, he twisted his free left wrist.
"The Fallen Earl", "Amplify"
The flame spear, which was already almost as thick as an adult's arm, expanded and shot towards the huge open mouth of the "Summer" on the sea.
Even if it lost its mind, it still had the instinct to stop destroying the "Death Horn" wantonly. The tentacles around its mouthparts opened, its body shrank back, and countless blue sparks shot up in the cavity.
"boom"
A red and white magma column almost as thick as its mouthparts spurted out and hit the flying flame spear.
"Boom boom boom"
After a series of violent explosions, the smell of sulfur filled the air, and some of the splashing magma fell on the dark flesh of the "Silver", making a sizzling sound and becoming scorched black. The holes in its upper body shrank irregularly again.
Swelling, painful screams spread across the sea area again.
But then a strong premonition of death caused it to stop screaming, and a miniature sun flew towards it.
This is the "Purification Cannon" on the "Golden Dream".
Rolls endured the stinging pain in his mind, stretched out his hand and twisted half a circle to "amplify" the power of the purification cannon again. He held up his hands, which were all silver and covered the front of his forearms, and approached with one handle.
Fifty-meter long flaming knives rose from both hands.
He twisted his waist, drew an arc with his arms, and slashed horizontally towards the "Death Horn".