On the "Future", Anderson Hood held the side of the ship with both hands, saw the army of undead people pouring out under the "dark sea" retreated like a tide, and rushed to the back deck of the "Black Tulip", and saw Gelman Sparrow pressing his hat with his right hand, falling from the sky and landing firmly opposite the "Admiral of Hell" Ludwell.

Such a scene is illuminated by a crimson or dark green light, and against the backdrop of resentful ghosts and various strange spiritual creatures, there is an indescribable beauty.

Cool! worthy of the craziest adventurers...... Anderson gave a heartfelt compliment, and then thought of another thing:

Before Gelman Sparrow flew over, he seemed to throw a spell in front of him, and he also demonstrated the opening spell!

What he meant...... Anderson Hood looked down and found the charm made of white tin at his feet.

On the "Black Tulip", Crane's heart was not as cold and calm as he appeared to be, with his body slightly arched and his eyes locked on the enemy.

Anderson, this guy hurry up and fly over with a charm, I probably can't do it alone, and it's even very dangerous...... While the silver-white mask and two pale flames reflected in his eyes, Crane prayed silently.

Because of the existence of the mysterious eyes that stared at him on the deck, because of the doorkeeper in the depths of the dream world mentioned by Anderson Hood, he cautiously gave up the option of praying to himself immediately and then going to the gray mist to respond with the "Poseidon Scepter", and warned himself not to expose this aspect of the problem until he was in desperation.

He believes that the different spells of "Wriggling Hunger" plus "Tinder" Gauntlet and "Magician" with various extraordinary abilities and "Poseidon Domain" can give him the strength to fight against the "Hell Admiral" Ludwell, and the attraction of the Azk Bronze Whistle to the undead and the spirit creatures of the partial necromantic realm can help him abolish the most powerful means of the "Powerful Psychic" - for the sequence 5 of the "Reaper" path, as long as it does not exceed the necessary limit, when facing a certain number of mid-sequence enemies, he will always fight more and less!

However, Klein does not think that he will definitely be able to win the "Hell Admiral" Ludville in this situation, or even kill the other party, this is because the main battlefield is on the "Black Tulip", referring to the application of the "Star Admiral" to the "Future", everyone with a brain knows that the situation is not so optimistic, and the second is that the "Hell Admiral" Ludwell is currently the most senior pirate general, backed by the "King of the Five Seas" and the "Spirit Order" The two major forces, the magical items and even seals on his body will not be much inferior to Crane, and may even surpass them, in addition, many rumors point out that he has a ring left by the ancient god of death!

Coupled with the fact that the sequence itself is indeed lower than that of the "Hell General", Klein not only did not succeed in the hunt, but the crazy adventurer played a further excitement, but was restrained and nervous, not daring to be careless, and only hoped that the doomed "strongest hunter" would fly over as soon as possible.

Only by joining forces with the same level of strength can there be no small hope of defeating or confronting Ludwil, who has lost the army of necromancy, and making time and space for the "Star General" Gardelia and her pirates to clear the patchwork monsters!

The thought flashed, and Crane did not hesitate to attack, allowing the "poisonous mist" stolen by the "Tinder" glove to spread outward.

No one could see that there was so much tossing and worrying in his heart.

Ludwell, the "Admiral of Hell" wearing an exaggerated three-cornered hat and a silver-white mask, also raised his always clenched left fist at the same moment, spread his five fingers, and aimed his palm at Klein.

In an instant, the foredeck was shrouded in a shocking yellow-green mist, and in front of Ludwell, the illusory light first burst out, and then with a point as the center of the circle, it spun rapidly, collapsing inward, and constructing a slightly vague bronze door.

The surface of this bronze gate is covered with all kinds of mysterious patterns, and there is an indescribable sense of depth and death.

There was a creak, and the door shook and cracked.

Behind the cracks lies an impenetrable darkness, like the deepest and deepest night sky.

A pair of indescribable eyes are hidden in the deep darkness, dense, everywhere, but they can't see the specific appearance.

Skinless bloody arms stretched out, green and black vines protruding from the baby's face spread out, and fingers with cracked mouths and teeth clawed out, screaming, laughing, crying, shouting, scrambling to catch up on everything outside.

This brought a terrifying suction, and a hurricane so cold that it could freeze people's bone marrow blew out of thin air, pushing one thing after another to those strange things, to the cracks of the bronze gate!

The yellow-green "poisonous mist" was emptied at once, and Crane involuntarily leaned forward and staggered along.

The glove on his left palm immediately turned black, with both the evil of the night and the dignity of the starry sky.

Crane's brown eyes darkened, and he made a "please" gesture with his left arm stretched out to the side.

The terrifying suction that swept over the foredeck suddenly changed direction, grabbing the white skeletons and rotting living corpses that were rushing to the aft deck one by one, and throwing them into the cracks of the gate, where they were entangled in the blue and black vines with the faces of babies, held by bloody arms, and dragged towards the area behind the bronze gates.

"Twist"!

The "twist" of the "corrupt baron"!

Crane "twisted" the target of the mysterious gate, replacing himself with skeletons and living corpses on the "Black Tulip".

But even so, he was still affected by the aftermath of the huge suction, so that his pace was difficult, and he could not take advantage of his agility and speed.

The cap he wore had been blown up by a hurricane and swirled in mid-air, fluttering after the undead in front of him.

At this time, Ludwell, the "Admiral of Hell" wearing an exaggerated three-cornered hat, raised his right arm again and stretched out his palm forward.

The right side of his upper body quickly became illusory, as if it belonged to ghosts and resentful spirits, and his arms and forearms continued to extend, crossing the not too close distance at once, and the palm of his hand pale towards the enemy.

Woo!

The sound of the hurricane died down, and a faint low sobbing reached Klein's ears, making his body tingle and his blood as if frozen.

As the pale palm got closer and closer, he seemed to be possessed by a resentful spirit, unable to respond effectively, and could only watch death coming, desperately feeling his life force passing faster and faster.

Without any resistance, Ludville's pale, illusory right palm grabbed Klein and crumpled him into a thin paper figure.

The paper figures were stained with dark green traces of corrosion, and were soon torn to powder by the unstoppable hurricane.

In front of the side of the bronze gate, Crane's figure instantly appeared, and the glove on his left palm had been dyed with a pure sun-like color.

He immediately straightened up and spread his arms.

A pillar of divine light surrounded by golden flames fell from mid-air and hit the bronze gate full of mysterious patterns!

The sunlight suddenly erupted, stabbing Crane almost unable to open his eyes, and the terrible gate "made" by "Admiral Hell" Ludville not only shook and blurred a lot, but even the exaggerated suction power coming from inside was weakened, and most of the blue and black vines and bloody arms with the baby's face evaporated out of thin air.

However, more monstrous arms and more twisted creatures had rushed to the crack in the door, trying to squeeze out.

Klein was about to continue to use the "divine light" of the "Priest of Light" to purify the bronze gate, when the "Hell Admiral" Ludville's pale giant palm had already grabbed it frantically.

He hurriedly pounced sideways, rolling and rolling, avoiding the aftermath of the hurricane and the Soul Eater palm.

Once, twice, three times, his figure snapped violently, and he leaped diagonally, and the "wriggling hunger" had somehow become as if it were made of gold.

Crane's eyes first reflected the silver-white mask of the "Hell Admiral", the pale flames in his eye hole, and then two bright lightning bolts lit up in the depths.

"Interrogator", "Psychic Piercing"!

At this moment, a square dark ring on Ludwell's left index finger floated slightly.

An image immediately appeared in Klein's mind:

It was a vast throne of rotting heads of humans, elves, giants, dragons, wolves, sea monsters, vampires, and other creatures, and the transparent faces of ghosts, ghosts, and evil spirits stood out on every tiny side, full of hatred, resentment, and unwillingness.

Suddenly, Crane's head seemed to have been slashed with an axe, and the terrible pain filled his mind without a moment's delay.

His "spiritual piercing" not only did not work, but affected himself, multiplying the impact!

If it weren't for the more extreme pain, Crane would have fallen to the ground by now, wailing and struggling, but even so, he briefly lost the ability to resist, and his expression was twisted and his back was half-arched.

Seizing this opportunity, the words of the normal creatures that normal beings could not understand slowly came out of the mouth of Ludville's silver-white mask, and the surroundings suddenly became more and more dim, both hazy and illusory.

This is the word of death from hell and from the underworld!

As soon as Klein eased up a little, he found that his spirit body was floating up uncontrollably, separated from his body inch by inch!

And the terrifying suction of the bronze gate was even more irresistible to the spirit.

No, no! Before the spirit could completely detach from his body, Crane barely controlled his right arm and lifted it, spreading the five fingers of the "Tinder" glove.

Different brilliance instantly overlapped and appeared in front of his eyes, constantly changing, flashing rapidly.

Without any hesitation, Crane grabbed one of the gloomy pale glows and twisted his wrist to pull it away.

In this battle, what he wanted to steal most was the extraordinary ability to make the bronze gate, but he could not guarantee success, so he could only pray for the blessing of the goddess.

The brilliance flew out and fell into the "tinder" glove.

However, this isn't the extraordinary ability Klein wants most, but it's not bad.

Ludville's mouth behind the silver-white mask opened and closed, but he could no longer utter the language that was so difficult that any living creature would not understand.

At the same time, Klein opened his mouth.

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