Lord of the Mysteries Chapter 182: tomb deep cry
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... Seeing the reaction of "Admiral Hell" Ludwell, Klein is just like the part of the alive crew on The Black Tulip, who can hardly believe his eyes.
He originally expected two scenes:
First, Ludwell asked Spiritual Religion Society ’s half God to help ambush Gehrman Sparrow and the expert behind him. This is not impossible. The Sequence Seven of “Death God” path is called Spiritualist, and it is also capable of predicting the coming of danger.
Secondly, this Admiral Hell is not prepared, forcibly resists and is easily resolved by Mister Ards.
The plan at the heart of Klein is that if it is the first situation, Mister Ards responds to half God, hunts Admiral Hell by himself, gets the second Secret Puppet, if it is the second, then urges Mister Ards to watch, manipulate Secret Puppet, and Ludwell duel In this process, he will use Hunger's Squirming to hide in various shadows and hide behind the scenes as much as possible to digest Secret Puppeteer magical medicine more quickly.
Who knows, Admiral Hell did nothing to resist, just prostrate to the ground, kiss the deck, like the most loyal and humble servant of Ards.
How can this fight ... Klein looks a bit dumbfounded in front of me, I do n’t know if I should say something.
And the whole boat is quiet.
Ards raised his hand and pressed the silk top hat above his head. He walked slowly to the kneeling Ludwell.
One step, two steps, three steps, he stopped in front of "Admiral Hell" Ludwell and spoke in a low voice:
"Where did the Spiritual Religion Society artificial Death God plan go?"
Ludwell's forehead is firmly against the ground, and he replied hoarsely:
"artificial Death God has been able to actively influence high sequence who failed to be promoted, but has not yet been able to respond to prayers and ceremonies ..."
After the description, he lifted his upper body slightly, took off the square black sink ring worn by his right hand, held it with both hands, and handed it forward.
Silently and silently, the ring seemed to be held by countless spiritual bodys and flew up on its own, falling into the palm of Ards.
Ards looked at it for a few seconds, twisted the ring, and put it on his left index finger.
Huo Ranjian, a feeling of horror and deep and indescribable heights spread out from him. Those Living Corpses and skeletons who were naked or wearing ragged leather armor kneeled on one knee and buried their heads. Dare to look directly at his leather boots, the flying Resentful Soul and the shadows also fell to the ground, clinging tightly to the deck, and no one floated in mid-air.
The rest of the pirates on the ship plopped down one after another, burying their faces on the deck, and dared not lift them in the slightest.
Klein stood at the other end, looking at the back of Mister Ards and the open scenes out of thin air, opened his mouth, but said nothing.
Ards went two more steps, came to the side of Admiral Hell, then turned around, facing Klein, and said to Ludwell:
"You do his Secret Puppet for one year, and when the time is up, you can return to spiritual world."
In these remarks, Ards said it was plain and plain, it did not seem to involve the life and death and future of Admiral Hell, or, for him, it was just a trivial matter, no need to care about the mood and thoughts of the orderee.
Ludwell's body trembled violently, seeming to be angry and seemingly unwilling, but in the end he still didn't look up, and still pressed his forehead to the deckway:
"Yes, great Death Consulate."
His voice has just fallen, and the mysterious symbols rendered by pale and dark green are highlighted one by one, intertwined, forming an illusory large bronze door.
The large bronze door shrank quickly and fell into the forehead of Admiral Hell.
Klein was a bit stunned and somewhat confused looks at. Until Mister Ards pointed to nodded and pointed to Admiral Hell, he moved forward, entered the 10-meter range, and manipulated spiritual body string of Ludwell.
The pirate admiral tried to bounce his body and wave his arm several times, but he did n’t put it into practice. Soon, his mind became sluggish and he struggled subconsciously.
after a while, "Admiral Hell" Ludwell wearing a silver mask turned over and stood, lowering his head, retreating to the side of Klein, one left and one right with "Winner" Enzo.
Ards quietly looks at, and at the end, he spoke slowly:
"In‘ Death God ’path, person of high status has a strong ability to suppress the subordinates.”
...... I can infer that when I threw out your copper whistle, the Admiral Hell as Sequence Five could not control the undead lifeform of its own ... Klein nodded gently, indicating that he had remembered this matter.
Next, a rotten Living Corpse climbed up and walked in front of Klein, holding a blue sleeve nail.
Here is his lost fishman sleeve nail!
Although it is useless to me now, it still comes back after all ... Klein inexplicably sighed and reached out to take back his own item.
Then, he saw Mister Ards walking back, and his probe grabbed his shoulder.
He quickly reached out his hands and grabbed the shoulders of Secret Puppet, Enzo and Ludwell, respectively.
All the colors become rich, bright but overlapping, Klein instinct that has entered spiritual world asks:
"Mister Ards, where to go now?"
"Mad Sea." Ards replied calmly.
He paused, added another sentence:
"Give me that copper whistle."
"... Okay." Klein asked Secret Puppet Enzo to take out the iron cigarette case and take out the quaint copper whistle inside.
Ards reached out and took it, while said lowly:
"My gut tells me that this Death God legacy ring plus copper whistle, and me, you should be able to find the place where Death God fell in Mad Sea."
Klein unconsciously said:
"My dream tells me that it is dangerous.
"Maybe we should first go to the Spiritual Religion Society members who are attached to the artificial Death God plan and get more detailed information from them before making a decision."
Ards is silent for a few seconds:
"There is a voice calling me."
Klein turned his head to the side and looked at Mister Ards. I saw this gentle man with soft skin and bronze complexion pupils. The contour lines were tight and there was no extra curvature in the corner of the mouth.
The color blocks flew by quickly, and Ards with Klein quickly entered the Mad Sea area swept by the dark storm that swept through the dark lightning.
At this time, the dark and cold square ring and the delicate and simple brass-colored whistle shimmered at the same time, illuminating the face of Ards.
The surviving Death Consulate of fourth era closed his eyes, quietly listening to the call from nowhere, and then slammed his right hand.
All the scenes of nearby spiritual world collapsed inwards, turning into a dark vortex that could not see the edge slowly turning.
The vortex expands horribly, swallowing Ards, Klein and two Secret Puppet.
Klein felt a sudden and intense dizziness and almost vomited on the spot.
It did n’t take long for him to slow down, and he found himself in a dark and cold tomb, surrounded by an open coffin surrounded by rotting dead with white feathers.
Although I reminded Mister Ards, I still came here ... Klein froze for a second, and a feeling of helplessness suddenly appeared in my heart.
He turned his head to the side and saw that Ards was standing nearby, staring deep into the tomb leading to the stairs.
There is a thick black energy, and the haze generally flows slowly.
"It is very likely that the hidden Death God ..." Klein couldn't help but reminded.
The lines on Ards ’s face are no longer so tight, and the corners of the mouth are slightly raised:
"The previous deep sleep reminded me of more things. I saw myself sitting on the throne of the skull, saw the Extraordinary and ordinary people who were killed in front of the throne, they did nothing wrong, just suddenly He died, then climbed up one by one, turned into pale undead lifeform, undead lifeform loyal to me.
"And I watched so coldly, without any mood swings, let such disasters spread to the countryside and to the city.
"It makes me feel less like myself, but I know very well that this may be my true self."
The Death Consulate of the fourth era Empire of Balam ... Klein mouth twitched and squeezed tightly.
Ards raised his hand and rubbed forehead. He continued calmly and calmly:
"I feel like I am returning in this direction."
PS: Change it first, then change it, and it will return to normal tomorrow, mainly because I got up at 6:30 yesterday morning and went out. I could n’t write a manuscript at night and went to bed early