At this moment, Angel felt that even the sunlight shining into the room outside the porthole had dimmed a little, the bust mirror hanging on the wall on her side had become pitch black, and her own figure inside was shaking strangely.

It's as if your "waking up" is only part of the dream.

Fortunately, the "Hidden Holy Emblem" on his wrist did not react at all, like an ordinary black disc, hanging on a silver chain.

After the momentary change, the bright and even somewhat dazzling sunlight returned to the window, and Angel's figure in the mirror also looked at this side suspiciously, his face was flat, and his eyes were clear.

"I am indeed on the "Future" in reality now, so this fragment of the mirror has "returned" with me? ”

Stroking the smooth but non-reflective surface of the shard, Angel muttered to herself.

According to the "Mystic Queen", I was supposed to have entered a strange dream that was separate from the Future, and was attacked by the "mirror image" of the dream...... Bernadette's dream is the library, the dreams of the others on the Future seem to be on the periphery of the Black Abbey, and Anderson's dream is a mural of Ulorius the Swallower, so whose dream is the "mirror image"?

Finding the magic mirror that was still sitting in her arms and not broken, Angel tried to do a magic mirror divination on this fragment.

"The Magic Mirror tells me where this piece came from."

The hazy picture shrouded in fog was pitch black, and just when Angel thought that the divination had unexpectedly failed, a familiar figure appeared in the darkness.

That's herself.

No, to be exact, she is a "mirror image", with the bracelet and ring on her left hand, the "knight's bracelet" on her right wrist, and this "man in the mirror" is curled up in a deep sleep with his eyes closed, bent over his knees, hands wrapped around his shoulders.

Soon, the stillness of the image vanished, and the mirror re-reflected Angel's somewhat haggard face.

Excessive spiritual consumption...... She was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that her condition was not good, although she had crushed her "malice" and "pain" in the dream, and was able to complete the digestion of the potion in the opportunity of the unity of body and mind, it did not mean that she could ignore the almost depleted spirituality and the possibility of losing control.

Putting the mirror fragments into a storage box to isolate spirituality, Angel lay back on the bed, closed her eyes, and entered a dual state of meditation and sleep, and began to recover her strength.

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After a dreamless sleep for an unknown amount of time, Angel woke up and was satisfied to find that a series of symptoms caused by spiritual exhaustion, such as headaches and dizziness, had all disappeared, and she was even a little refreshed.

The spirituality is also back, and the charms and ammo are not consumed, so it is really cost-effective to fight in the dream world...... Thinking with some amusement, she figured out the "Calamity" charm that had turned into a whiteboard, went to the table, found the tool, and re-"completed" it with blood, and restored its effect.

This consumes a lot less spirituality than recrafting one.

Of course, if you have enough time, it would be better to remake one, but there is more important work to be done......

Cuckoo.

Her stomach let out a low growl.

"I was actually woken up hungry ......"

Muttering, Angel stood up from the table and subconsciously looked out the window, only to find that the sky had been at noon and couldn't tell how much time had passed, so he had to open his pocket watch and confirm that he had slept for 2 hours.

It's dinner time!

Angel smacked her lips excitedly, left the room and made her way to the dining room through the hallway, only to find that the restaurant that was supposed to be lively was empty, and even the pirate who was the chef was nowhere to be seen, leaving only empty long tables and chairs.

Even if the people are not there, why are the meals not there?

Feeling bad, she immediately turned around and walked out of the cabin to the deck.

Most of the pirates were concentrated in the middle of the deck, some of them staring at the gun mounts in shock, some of them stomping on the ground and jumping quickly, and Boatswain Nina was grabbing the collar of Frank, the "Toxin Expert", whose tall body almost lifted them off the ground.

"Fix your damn little things for me!

"Don't you think my boobs aren't big enough?"

What is it?

Angel seemed to hear something tiger and wolf, she looked at Klein standing aside a little blankly, and found that the latter had a serious face, and did not feel how funny the conversation between the two was.

"What's going on?"

She asked quietly.

"The 'little thing' that Frank mentioned earlier that allows the bull to produce milk leaks out of the laboratory and multiplies......"

As if to verify his words, a cast-iron cannon on the side of the ship popped, and a bundle of milky white slurry spat out from the muzzle, causing the pirate next to it to stumble and fall to the ground.

He propped his hand on the deck and squirted out what appeared to be milk, squirting what appeared to be milk, covering the hapless pirate's face.

"Milk! It's all milk! ”

He shouted, pulled up by another pirate, how far he ran out.

“…… The entire Future is infected. ”

The second half of Klein's sentence came out of his mouth.

Angel seemed to have been poured a basin of cold water from head to toe, and the coldness flooded her heart, and even hunger was left behind.

"What about the man? Can people get infected? ”

She finally understood why Nina was so excited, and in an instant, she felt a little itchy on her body, as if she was about to spew something like the cannon at any moment.

"I don't know, but I think it's very likely."

The corners of Klein's mouth twitched, and he opened his palm, and Angel saw a tin charm in his palm, and immediately understood the other party's thoughts.

She immediately switched the Rose Necklace to the Soul of the Wind Dependent, harnessed the wind, lifted her feet, and left the deck of the Future, surrounded by a wind wall that separated most of the air.

Whether it's contact or airborne transmission, you have to take precautions...... She pondered, watching the pirates below run around, dodging the milk fountain, and watching Frank pull out another powder he had researched, sprinkle it on the deck, and use the lush vines to absorb the nutrients of the "milk", and solve the initial problem.

But before she could get back on deck, the vines began to grow uncontrollably again, soon surpassing the superstructure of the Future, and had a tendency to extend to the higher masts and Angel and Crane in the sky, and their tips grew crimson flowers that looked very strange in such a scene.

Out of control again? That's not right, right...... At first, Angel thought that Frank, the "toxin expert", was an extraordinary person who was crazy but "professional" and passable, but the various accidents that happened in front of her made her a little suspicious of her opinion.

"Frank, stop all your attempts, this sea may still have the breath of Mother Earth Goddess!"

Amplified shouts of "Admiral on the Stars" rang out from all over the ship, stopping Frank, who had pulled out another powder.

With Gardelia's voice, runes lit up all over the deck of the Future, and a pinch of almost transparent flame poured out from the window of the captain's quarters, instantly igniting the vines that almost covered the window, burning it to ashes.

"Bang." The window was pushed open from within, and a black-robed Gardelia poked her head out.

The transparent flame didn't stop because it burned the vine, it spread rapidly, swept across the deck and the mast, scorching all the plants that grew wildly, but bypassing the terrified pirates.

In less than a minute, the plants that grew under the breath of Mother Earth Goddess turned to ashes.

At this time, Angel realized that the pirate who had run away alone just now because he was avoiding the milk fountain had been tightly bound by several vines, his body was full of holes, his skin and cheeks were dry as if they had been sucked dry, and he had already lost his life.

It seems that Mother Earth did not favor him, or rather, overdid him...... Angel watched the scene silently.

Frank stepped forward in some distraction, his hands slightly stretched forward, unable to accept that the plants he had carefully cultivated had killed his fellow shipmates.

"Be careful!"

Out of the corner of his eye, Angel caught a glimpse of a rich black mass on the left side of the Future, and immediately shouted to alert the pirates below.

In the next second, black poured out of the sea, and a wriggling mass of flesh slammed into the port side of the Future, covering where Frank was standing with a loud bang.

It was a giant hand made of countless human and animal corpses!

Frank......

Angel's eyes widened slightly, and he couldn't believe that the first mate of the Future had been slapped into a pulp of meat right in front of his eyes.

But she soon noticed that there were two fallen figures next to the giant hand, one of them was Frank in suspenders, and the other was Anderson, the "strongest hunter" who was allowed to board the ship temporarily.

The latter threw Frank out of range at the last moment, and raised his head, about to show off his habits, when he suddenly noticed a huge hand composed of countless rotting corpses behind him spewing wisps of yellow-green gas from the cracks everywhere.

"Ahem, ahem!"

Anderson and Frank, who were closest to the giant hand, immediately coughed in the gas, followed by the other pirates on the deck, Angel was floating in the air, and there was a wall of wind blocking it, and she didn't smell it for a while, but the gas had blocked her vision, making it impossible for her to see below.

And the dangers don't stop there.

The giant hand pressed down slightly at the sound of the wooden plank breaking with a "click", and with this force, the thick arm and even larger body behind it were also pulled out of the sea.

It was a giant more than twenty meters tall, its body and arms were also made of various unrecognizable monster corpses, as well as human corpses sandwiched between them, and the rotting flesh was huddled together, layered on top of each other, supporting the giant's huge, but only one-eyed head.

As the giant pulled itself out of the water and clinged to the side of the Future, more yellow-green mist poured out from all over its body, continuing to cover the rest of the deck, and even towards the surrounding sea, as if to turn the entire sea into a place of death.

"Wind control!"

Seeing this, Angel immediately used the ability of the Wind Lady to cause a violent whirlwind to gush out from the palms of his hands, blowing vertically towards the deck below.

Whew-

From the position at her feet, a cyclone mixed with yellow-green gas continued to grow and expand, as if an invisible stirring rod had stirred up a vortex with a diameter of tens of meters.

And in the center of it, in the "eye of the storm", the yellow-green poisonous mist has been sucked away by the rapidly swirling wind, revealing the deck below and the pirates who are coughing and wheezing.

Taking this opportunity, the "Star General" once again drove the runes of the "Future", causing the deck and the side of the ship to light up in turn, and those rays merged with each other, as if turning into stars, and quickly formed a transparent shield around the ship.

Angel's hurricane lasted only ten seconds before slowly dissipating, but the dispersed yellow-green gas could no longer break through this barrier, and the pirates on deck were able to breathe fresh air, and various poisoning symptoms were quickly relieved.

Angel breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Crane, who was still floating beside him, staggered by the hurricane just now.

The latter did not pay attention to the deck below, but looked into the distance with a serious face.

"I'm afraid I'm in big trouble."

He whispered.

Following the line of sight, Angel looked that way.

In the distance, a sailboat about the same length as the "Future", but with a black and green appearance, as if it had mold.

Its pale mainsail was painted with a pitch-black tulip.

"Black tulips...... It's 'Admiral Hell' Ludwell, and its flagship 'Black Tulip'! ”

Below, Anderson, who had just escaped the yellow-green mist, also saw the sailboat that was obviously ill-intentioned and rushed to this side with his extraordinary vision, and exclaimed loudly.

Hearing the cry of this "strongest hunter", Angel thought about another thing:

"It's the remnants of the 'Mother Earth Goddess' again, and the corpse giant who released the poisonous mist, and now the 'Hell Admiral' is also here to join in the fun, it can't all be caused by you, the unlucky bastard who provoked the 'Tail Eater' Ulorius!"

She now finally understood what it was like for Anderson's annihilated treasure hunt team.

(End of chapter)