Senor, of course, couldn't gamble that the object thrown by the other party was harmless. He immediately stepped aside, moved to a distance, and let the iron cigarette box sealed by the Wall of Spirituality fall to the ground.
Then, he opened his mouth again and let out a Scream.
The roar, seemingly emanating from the depths of the spirit, caused Klein a sharp pain in his head. Even though he was frequently subjected to the delirious attacks of beings like the " True Creator " and "Mr. Door," and had developed a strong resistance to such attacks, he still experienced a brief pause. His nose felt burning, as if capillaries were rupturing.
However, the weakening effect of the " Bribe " combined with the inherent resistance meant that this stagnation lasted only for a fleeting moment, something that " Admiral of Blood " Senor could not know.
So Klein pretended not to recover so quickly, showing his weakness, waiting for the enemy to take the bait.
In normal combat, because the " Wraith " can jump using mirror-like objects and makes it impossible to predict its position in advance, even if it creates clusters of flames to achieve continuous Blink, it cannot keep the distance within 5 meters. The Manipulation of the " Spirit Body Threads " is always interrupted as soon as it has a little effect.
Therefore, he planned to take a small risk, let his opponent jump into the trap he had dug, end the battle as soon as possible, and escape to the edge of the cliff.
Seeing that the target was noticeably dazed Indo Wraith Scream, Senor did not hesitate to deepen his aura.
At the location of Klein's eyes, the figure of " Admiral of Blood " quickly appeared, scaled down proportionally, and became exceptionally clear.
This doesn't seem like a reflection of the outside world; these two little figures seem to live within the pupils!
As the possession by the " Wraith " was nearly complete, Klein, his clothes tattered and charred, slightly bent his back and calmly extended his palm to the left, as if a polite gentleman were saying "please."
" Creeping Hunger " maintained that eerie yet noble black color, forcibly Distortion the goal of " Admiral of Blood ".
Because of the Freezing aura from before, the surrounding area was covered with frost and crystals, equivalent to a mirror!
On the thin layer of ice, Senor's figure, wearing a tricorn hat, emerged, his expression slightly surprised.
At this moment, " Creeping Hunger " shifted to a deep, dark state, and Klein uttered Devil Language words filled with filth:
"Slow!"
Senor, who was about to use the mirror-like object to leap away, froze. His silhouette was uncontrollably drawn out, his movements stiff and awkward, and his attempt failed.
Because "slow" cannot be applied continuously, Klein caused the glove on his left palm to turn pale, tinged with a dark green.
" Living Corpse!"
The frost and Freeze on the ground intensified once again, rapidly spreading to Senor's side, turning him from his toes into a complete ice sculpture due to his slow movements.
Knowing that the " Wraith " had a strong resistance to Freezing, Klein did not hesitate and spent a second making the " Creeping Hunger " look as if it were cast in gold.
The illusory black threads in his eyes disappeared, and two dazzling silver-white lightning bolts burst forth from the depths to the surface.
" The Interrogator," " Spirit Piercing!"
Under normal circumstances, Senor's physical body, which was essentially a combination of flesh and blood, would only be slightly affected, or even suffer a backlash. However, having just escaped the slow attack and still Freeze, he could only forcibly endure this invisible arrow targeting his Spirit Body!
It felt as if a knife had pierced his mind, twisting it violently, and the pain spread throughout his body, causing him to briefly lose his senses.
When he regained his senses and prepared to jump repeatedly to create distance, the aloof adventurer opposite him opened his mouth once again:
"Slow!"
"Shit..." " Admiral of Blood " Senor's movements became sluggish and hesitant again. Then, he undoubtedly suffered the follow-up attacks of " Freeze " and " Spirit Piercing ".
As he barely managed to break free, the dark-haired, brown-eyed, sharply defined-featured Gehrman Sparrow opened his mouth for the third time, expressionless:
"Slow!"
Senor felt a surge of anger followed by despair, then fell back into the same cycle he had been going through.
Meanwhile, Klein, who had controlled his opponent with a triple combo, had already begun to secretly Manipulation " Admiral of Blood's " " Spirit Body Threads ".
Actually, his most effective method now is to take advantage of the opponent's inability to break free and then use the " Death Knell " revolver to deliver two or three fatal shots to the target. However, his previous failures have taught him that the enemy may possess magical items that can make them lucky. Attacks that are too direct and too lethal may lead to accidents and fail to achieve the desired effect.
That's why he chose to Manipulation the " Spirit Body Threads " step by step!
Time flew by, and Klein ran around " Admiral of Blood " Senor to avoid possible attacks from the Rose School of Thought Demigod while Manipulation the " Spirit Body Threads," gradually achieving initial control.
Three seconds, two seconds, one second!
Senor's thoughts suddenly went blank, and every part of his body felt as if it were covered in rust.
Klein had no more energy left to use " Creeping Hunger," so he continued to deepen his control and made a slow but not fast maneuver.
No... I can't... continue... like this... Senor's thoughts flashed slowly, and a small, transparent ice crystal arrow materialized in front of him.
It was tinged with a shade of dark green, as if paying homage to the surrounding woods.
Having witnessed the other party's slow-motion movements throughout, Klein calmly withdrew his left hand, took out " The Groselle's Travels " from his chest, and posed for a moment.
Whoosh!
The ice crystal arrow was finally shot out, seemingly heading straight for Klein's chest, but it suddenly changed direction midway, heading diagonally upwards!
This should have been a sudden and fatal change, but Senor's Manipulation of thought was much slower. He only received the "command" when the ice crystal arrow was about to reach Klein's body. The change was insufficient and rather hasty. Klein easily blocked it by moving " The Groselle's Travels ".
Senor's face seemed to paler even more. After several seconds of thought, he slowly opened his mouth, attempting to let out Wraith Scream.
Klein was prepared and spoke first:
"Bang!"
The Air Bullet flew out quickly, hitting Senor in the mouth, knocking his head back, knocking out his teeth, and killing Scream scream in his throat.
As he saw control gradually deepen, Senor's resistance was repeatedly thwarted, and even his Lunatic- like outbursts that threatened to irrational him were interrupted, Klein felt a surge of joy.
Just then, a shrill, piercing, and terrifying cry of a baby suddenly rang out, echoing through the woods.
Klein's body was covered in goosebumps, and the copy of " The Groselle's Travels " fell to the ground with a thud. His brain felt as if it were being tightly gripped by an invisible hand, and he briefly lost all sensation to everything, including the " Spirit Body Threads." Senor's state of being Manipulation was then released.
Hundreds of meters away from them, the large black baby with swollen, wrinkled skin, as if it had just emerged from the water, detached itself from the illusion and returned to reality.
His limbs were thin and long, and his face had only one irregular hole filled with a whole circle of white teeth.
At this moment, Jax's body was covered with many obvious and deep wounds, which pierced through his black, swollen skin, allowing rotting, dark green liquid to gush out from within.
After this Demigod of the Rose School of Thought appeared, he stopped hiding and running away. He roared like a madman, making sounds like the cries of an infant, causing Klein and Senor to fall into a semi-conscious and painful state, with their bodies even showing signs of losing control.
Four golden-haired, red-eyed heads leaped out of the void, opening their mouths simultaneously and emitting silent Scream, silencing the terrible cries.
Reinette Tinekerr and Jax engaged in another fierce battle, sometimes in the Spirit World, sometimes in reality, swiftly moving among leaves, weeds, insect eggs, ice crystals, and thorns.
" Admiral of Blood " Senor and Klein stood frozen in their original positions, trying their best to shake off the influence of the baby's cries.
In this regard, Senor believed that as a " Wraith," he possessed an advantage that others could not match, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up slightly.
He had already figured out how to deal with the other party.
But at this moment, the eyes of the ragged, aloof adventurer had become clear!
Only one second had passed since the baby stopped crying!
The exceptionally experienced Klein was the first to recover, only to find that Senor was still in a dazed and sluggish state.
An opportunity! A thought struck him. He didn't attempt the unpredictable long-range attack, nor did he choose the " Spirit Body Threads " Manipulation, which would take more time. With a push of his right foot, he leaped towards his opponent like a cheetah.
His left glove was dark and deep, and when it landed behind him, it condensed into a huge weapon made of magma and flames, its shape more like a knife.
" Apostle of Desire ", " Magma Sword!"
Thump!
Klein's body passed over Senor's left side, and the burning greatsword swept across Señor's chest and abdomen, getting stuck in the middle.
With a whoosh, Senor was engulfed in pale blue flames, but his body was only damaged and he did not lose his life, screaming in agony.
After the two brushed past each other, Klein immediately abandoned the " Magma Sword," stepped on his left foot, turned his body, and faced the " Admiral of Blood's " back, pressing the iron-black " Death Knell " revolver against the back of the other's head.
He didn't use Fatal Attack; he just pulled the trigger!
With a bang, his body suddenly swayed, as if his feet were stepping into a hollow. Then, the Death Knell slid down, and a pale gold bullet struck Senor in the side of his neck.
Blood stained with a dark green splattered out, and " Admiral of Blood " lost half of his neck. His body fell forward and he lost consciousness, but he was still not dead.
Just as Klein was about to finish off the enemy, the sky suddenly darkened, and an arm reached out!
This arm was ten meters long, its surface black and sticky, with strange protrusions, some resembling skulls, others three-dimensional eyes, and still others tongues with sharp teeth. As soon as it appeared, the entire forest trembled.
All the green leaves withered, all the insects died stiff, and all the wild beasts either lay paralyzed on the ground or frantically tore at themselves, their bodies covered in blood!
Klein's sense of danger was incredibly strong. He abruptly closed his eyes, lunged at the ground in front of him, then rolled over, grabbed " The Groselle's Travels," and held it in front of his face!
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