In the wee hours of the morning, when the city of Byam is at its quietest, the late-night revelers have gone to sleep, the morning's work has not yet begun, the streets fall silent, and even the sparse gas street lamps have dimmed.

In the sky, a huge carpet floats above the street as if blown by the wind, it is peacock blue, larger than the usual four-wheeled carriage, and has a mysterious and strange pattern on the surface.

On top of it, there were more than a dozen people standing or sitting, most of them expressionless, standing in a stiff posture like dead people, but five people with different expressions were observing the street scene below this "flying carpet" in different directions.

"Ahead, a little to the left, it's almost to Xiangshu Avenue."

A thin-faced, dark-haired, green-eyed man said that he was Skoll, the brains of "Steel" McVitty, who was good at controlling his emotions, calm, and even a little cold, so he was called "Calm Skoll", and was worth £1,500 on the bounty list.

Sitting at the front of the flying carpet was "Scarlet Thorn" Huntley, who was in charge of controlling this magical carpet, and nodded when he heard this, and without seeing him make any movement, the flying carpet carried the large group of people around the corner and descended.

He took out a black handkerchief and shook it, turning into a black curtain that obscured the Flying Carpet, and from a distance, they had become one with the night sky, and it was difficult to spot unless you looked closely.

In the center is the "Steel" Maiviti himself, his dark skin, thick lips pursed, and his hair curled up like beads on his head.

"See 'Blaze'?"

He asked in a low voice, his muscles bulging and his whole body filled with a sense of power.

"Not yet."

The other Extraordinary replied casually, his eyes fixed on the street below.

The five of them brought a team of living corpses and puppets and came here overnight on the "flying carpet" in order to catch the fourth boatswain of the "Iceberg Lieutenant General", "Flame" Daniz, and ask the "Blood Admiral" Señol about the whereabouts of the Death Key.

The news that "Blaze" was hiding on Fragrant Tree Avenue was provided by a pirate captain who was greedy for money and tried to take a part of the 3,000 pound bounty. The other party received a task to find out the news of "Steel" in Danizna, but betrayed him backhandedly, and directly approached Seigno's intelligence officer in Byam, Old Quinn, and sold Daniz and his contact location for 1,000 pounds.

Of course, the 1,000 pounds, McVetty didn't plan to pay, but it was not appropriate to make any extraneous matters at the moment, he just put the dark blue-haired pirate under house arrest, and did not kill him for the time being.

Regardless of whether the information was true or not, he was not prepared to spare the other party's life.

The flying carpet stopped on the top of a large tree next to the Avenue of Fragrant Trees, and under the double protection of night and camouflage spells, the occasional passerby passing by below did not notice that there were more than a dozen people floating overhead.

They waited quietly, occasionally changing shifts, keeping an eye on the street below, and the safe house that belonged to Blaze.

It wasn't until a reddish glow appeared on the distant sea level and the sun was about to rise that Skoll, who was on duty for the third time, noticed a sneaky figure on the roof next to the street below.

He perked up, and when he looked closely, he saw that the other party, dressed in a black tweed coat and a beak-like peaked cap, was climbing nimbly between the rooftops of houses, and the blonde hair and trademark burnt yellow eyebrows that were undoubtedly visible by the brim of the hat in the rising sun, which was the long-awaited target of everyone.

"There is, it's him!"

Skoll shouted in a low voice, waking up his somewhat sleepy companion, and a few heads leaned to the edge of the flying carpet, watching the sturdy figures below jump over the rooftops and quickly come to the top of 15 Fragrant Tree Avenue, look left and right for a while, and climb up the chimney and get in.

The expected prey has appeared, but the five people did not make any movement, just quietly continued to watch, the living corpse puppets on the flying carpet stood on the other side to balance the weight under the control of Mai Vitty, and for a while, the flying carpet was silent.

Below, several other figures burst out of the other buildings, kicking open the door of No. 15, breaking the window, and even climbing onto the roof, following Daniz's route into the chimney, and entering the room.

They were local adventurers and bounty hunters who had been deceived by the news spread by Scowl, and there were only two of them extraordinary, still the lowest Sequence 9, and more speculators who just wanted to take advantage of it and take a part of the bounty.

In normal times, these people tied together would not be enough for Daniz to fight with one hand, but they got the news that "Blaze" had been seriously injured, like a living vault, waiting for someone destined to take it, and at this time they naturally moved forward.

After waiting for a moment, the calm Skoll frowned.

These figures burrowed into the house, and there was no movement at all, even if Daniz regained his strength, it was impossible to deal with so many people without making a sound.

He looked at his boss, there was no expression on the cold face of "Steel", and his thick lips moved:

"Lower to the roof, let's go into the house together."

He has been delayed for a long time in Byam, and if he can't get the information of the "Death Key", he can't explain to the blood general, and the only clue is in front of him, and he has to be caught no matter what.

The flying carpet staggered up from the canopy and drifted towards House 15, where it began to descend slowly under Huntley's command, and the pirates above stood up, gearing up for battle.

At this moment, a soft but majestic voice came, reciting an unresistible command in the ancient Hermetic language:

"Flying and floating are forbidden here."

What?

As soon as this question arose in everyone's minds, the flying carpet under their feet softened as if it had lost its support, folded, and fell downward with the combined human body weighing more than a ton.

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Looking at the "flying carpet" that fell to the ground like a stone, and the figures that came out of it, Angel did not delay, and immediately switched the grazing soul of the "Rose Necklace", his eyes seemed to be gushing with lava, and his mouth spit out a filthy demonic word:

"Slow!"

An invisible ripple drifted around her, and the "steel" Mai Verty, who was the first to emerge from the flying carpet that fell to the ground, bore the brunt of it and fell into a state of sluggishness.

In his eyes, Angel, who was already extremely fast, seemed to be dragging an afterimage closer, and the "Good Luck" pistol in his hand, which had already broken the hammer, burst out with a ball of gun flames far better than ordinary revolvers.

He subconsciously hardened his skin, preparing to use his steel body to defend against firearms.

"Whoa—"

The sound of bullets piercing through the air sounded in his ears, and the "mad dog" Dari behind him had just struggled out of the flying carpet, and his head exploded like a fragile watermelon, and the red and white sprinkled on the living corpse next to him.

Her target is not me......

The "slow" effect faded, and only then did Mai Verti react.

His movements and thought speed returned to normal, and his thick right leg stepped out, and the soles of his feet quickly spread out of the cold ice, which was quickly extended forward under his control.

In such cold, all living creatures will be affected except for the "living corpse" of Maiviti and his puppets.

But the blonde woman in front of her didn't care, and continued to walk forward step by step, stepping on the ice, the ice surface was even colder, spreading more than twice as fast, and even turned around and rushed towards the flying carpet.

No, that's not me...... She's controlling the ice!

Knowing this, Mai Viti no longer tried to waste his spirit to fight with the other party for control of the surrounding ice, but used his feet to rush forward violently, trying to close the distance with the other party and give full play to the advantages of his hand-to-hand combat ability and defensive ability.

Behind him, the puppets under his control also jumped up and pounced on Angel in various stiff and strange positions.

Skoll and Huntley wanted to attack with him, but it seemed that due to the extreme cold around them, they began to cough incessantly, and their stomachs were cramping, and they fell into various states of illness.

Manipulate ice, disease, and beauty...... Skoll forced himself to calm down in the midst of coughing and vertigo, thought quickly, and quickly determined the most likely potion.

"Sick girl, Tracy!"

He shouted to remind Mai Verti that although the second mate's brain didn't know the specific sequence of the "Sick Lieutenant General", he still guessed based on the extraordinary ability in front of him.

What? Sick lieutenant general? But I've seen her, and she's completely different from the person in front of me......

Maivetina's brain, which had become a little dull from anger and war, quickly reacted, and Skoll was referring to the other party's sequence.

The same sequence as "Disease"?

His forward pace slowed.

The living corpse puppets behind him, who had already received the order to attack, did not hesitate like him, but kept their previous movements and rushed forward, but the target they chose was not Angel, but a bronze whistle that appeared on the ground at some point.

"Whew-"

Like a vicious dog pounced on its food, a puppet scrambled to the ground, snatching the bronze whistle that was absolutely attractive to them.

In the next second, a holy light fell from the sky, enveloping these puppets huddled together, and the flesh and blood that had long since died burned and melted under the light of purification, quickly losing their vitality.

With his left hand and chest glowing gold, "Daniz" pushed open the door of 15 Xiangshu Avenue and walked out slowly, his blonde hair quickly dyed black, his dark blue eyes turned brown, and his face squirmed and deformed, and in front of everyone's eyes, he became a crazy adventurer with cold eyes, Gelman Sparrow.

I see, what kind of pirate captain who is greedy for money, what "flame" who falls into the trap, is a trap...... We are the real prey!

As soon as the thought flashed through the mind of "Steel" Maiveti, two white rays of light emitted from the brown eyes of Fake Daniz in front of him, slashing into his brain like lightning, causing the soul hidden under the steel body to burst into sharp pain.

"Spirit Piercing!"

Reciting the name of the extraordinary abilities bestowed upon him by the soul of the "Inquisitor", Crane watched as Angel waved his sword of white bones, bypassing the thick-skinned "Steel" Mavitty and charging towards the other sick and slow-moving pirates.

This is their battle plan, with Klein, who has herded the souls of the "Inquisitor" and "Priest of Light", in charge of dealing with the Sequence 6 "Living Corpse" Maiviti, who is difficult to be damaged by physical attacks, and Angel, who is not afraid of siege, is in charge of the other pirates.

It's called "having a specialization in the art industry", well, it's not what Russell said.

A grim smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the "wriggling hunger" of his left hand shone brightly with the sun.

"Divine Light!"

(End of chapter)