After Klein took back his hat, Bishop Miller's extraordinary characteristics had been condensed, only the size of a thumb, light blue and clear, but blue-green marks would be scraped from time to time, and a dark and nearly black tide would surge.
Turning on the pistol wheel, Klein shook his force, and threw the empty shell, which was either golden, silver or brass, to the ground, making a crisp sound of jingling.
Then, he calmly took out the bullet loader he had prepared and loaded another extraordinary bullet into the gun.
After doing all this, he put away the revolver and bent down to pick up Bishop Miller's extraordinary character and stuffed it into his pocket without much care.
After walking a few steps, Klein picked up his cane and turned around toward Creeves and others, while pulling out a piece of paper man and shaking his wrist like a whip.
Bang!
The paper man was quickly ignited, flew away his hands, turned into red and fell to the ground, extinguished into dust.
So handsome... Denton forgot the pain he had just fallen and looked at him intently.
Uncle Sparrow seemed to be setting off fireworks... Donna nodded in agreement with her brother's words.
After using the Paper Man Stand-in-Office Technique to interfere with the on-site information and residual traces, Klein looked back at the direction he returned and said calmly and concisely:
Leave here.
After saying that, he turned around, took the Sun Brooch and Azc bronze whistle from Aerland and Danitz respectively.
Urdi and others did not talk nonsense or shouted pain, and followed behind quietly.
In the battle just now, they fully witnessed the special nature of the extraordinary, especially Danitz's flame ability, which was the most eye-catching and obvious, leaving them with a very deep impression, making them truly understand that this is not something that ordinary humans can get involved. The only thing they and others can do is to obey the arrangements and follow them with all their might.
Only in this way can we ensure survival!
Compared to Daniz, the battle between Crane and Bishop Miller was concentrated in the nearly invisible wind blade and the truly invisible spiritual realm. Except for the holy light that seemed to descend the gods and the terrifying appearance of Bishop Miller after it was out of control, the whole process was dull and calm, and did not make the bystanders feel too shocked.
Passing by the area just now, Creeves, Cecil and others suddenly paused because they saw the ground covered with broken marks, densely packed and everywhere.
This... they instantly understood one thing, that is, the battle between German Sparrow and the fallen bishop was many times more thrilling than the performance on the other side.
Fear and security emerged at the same time, and they all accelerated.
Twenty or thirty seconds passed, and Crane stopped on the street outside the Telegram Office, and said to Captain Aerland without any expression:
Want to take a telegram?
After saying that, he couldn't help but remind:
Don't force it in.
OKOn this weird night, Aerland was equally cautious.
He walked a few steps quickly, came to the gate of the Telegraph Bureau, and raised his hand and knocked three times.
Dong!Dong!Dong!
A slightly dull voice echoed, and someone asked inside:
who?
Klein, who was already alert, suddenly frowned because he was talking to a man!
Aerland is also a little strange:
I want to shoot a telegram.
Who are you?I remember the previous person on duty was a lady.
The man inside replied calmly:
I am, Pavo Court, Melanie's colleague.
She is right next to me, she is very good.
As soon as Pavo Court finished speaking, the female voice said immediately:
Yes, I'm fine.
You don't need it, pay attention, Pavo Court, is back.
My friend, isn’t your folk customs not open the door without responding?How did Pavo Court get in?Klein resisted the urge to question.
Aerran took a step back and cleared his throat:
I want to shoot a telegram to the Storm Church headquarters.
Sorry, we can't open the door.Pavo Court responded without emotional ups and downs.
Aerland also felt the weirdness and dared not force it, so he took the initiative to give an alternative:
Can you help me post and then give me the draft through the crack of the door?
The content is a change in Bansey Port, with Bishop Miller and Pastor Jace dead, signed as Ayrland.
OKMelanie's voice gradually faded away, as if she had returned to the telegraph.
After waiting for a while, a ticking sound came from inside. Not long after, a telegram manuscript stretched out from the gap below the gate.
Aerran bent down and picked it up, resisting the urge to peek inside through the gap.
He looked at the telegram manuscript, his nose suddenly twitched, and he smelled a faint smell of blood from the paper!
He quickly turned his head, looked at German Sparo, and signaled that there was something wrong with the Telegraph Office.
However, what responded to him was a deep, restrained and unremitting gaze, and a calm and indifferent statement:
Ship times.
Leaving this sentence, Klein turned around and headed towards the end of the street, and his figure gradually melted into the faint mist.
Danitz, holding the broken lantern, immediately followed without hesitation, and the same was true for Donna and others.
Aerran pondered for two seconds, and chased the large army with the telegram draft.
No sound came out in the telegraph office anymore, and it was extremely quiet.
……
Perhaps because the fallen Bishop Miller had been cleared, on the way back, Crane and others did not encounter the headless man in a black cloak again, and his moldy head only appeared twice, and it was easily solved.
After walking for a long time, they finally saw the dock and saw the white agate with candlelight.
This allowed Urdi and others to regain their strength, from fast steps to trot, and running all the way to the lane that they had been put down.
Klein held his blood-stained cane and stood beneath until everyone boarded the ship, then he pulled and leaped back to the deck in a few steps.
At this time, Aerland had begun to convene subordinates such as the first mate, second mate, navigator, and gunman, and asked them to organize sailors, adjust artillery, and be prepared to set sail at any time. Although there are significant safety hazards when leaving the port at night, if things worsen significantly, it will be the best way to avoid danger!
Uncle Sparo... Donna pulled his younger brother Denton and trotted to Klein, with a lot of words to ask.
Klein nodded and pointed at the cabin and said:
Go back to the room first.
Let's talk about it tomorrow.
The danger has not been lifted yet!
Donna nodded obediently, and together with Denton, raised her index finger and pressed against her lips:
lie!
After the Blanches and Dimmerdos entered the cabin, Crane walked to Ayrland, took out Bishop Miller's extraordinary character, and threw it over:
If there are still 'punishers' alive, return it to them.
The extraordinary characteristics of a bishop who may have sequence 6 will inevitably be strongly investigated by the Storm Church, and everyone on the White Agate will be the object of doubt. Klein did not want to be wanted by the number one force on the ocean just after he went out to sea.
If no one of the penalists in Bansey Port survives, the headquarters' support will have to wait a while before it arrives, leaving enough time for Klein to deal with and leave, then he will definitely be reluctant to return it and will find a reason to come back.
Aerland caught the ball of something the size of a thumb and glanced at it in a little puzzled manner.
He didn't ask what this could be used for, and laughed:
Don't worry about the investigation of the Storm Church, I will hint that they are in the same group as me.
So, I was considered by the Storm Church as a member of MI9?Klein nodded slightly and said nothing.
Aerland looked at Danitz next to him and asked tentatively:
Flame?
Ha ha.Danitz laughed dryly, learning from someone, guess.
Then I don't think so.Aerland responded tacitly.
After briefly explaining the matter, Klein came to the side of the ship and looked at the foggy Port of Bansy, guarding against hidden dangers.
Time passed minute by minute, and thunderstorms lit up again on the top of the mountain range on the shore.
A series of silver and violent lightning bolts swept there and gradually subsided.
The fog in Bansi Port began to dissipate, and the light of the red moon became clearer and clearer.
it's over?Klein didn't dare to completely relax when he saw this scene.
More than half an hour later, three men who claimed to be the punishment agent came to the dock to see Captain Aerland.
After German Sparrow's divination confirmation and deceiving the other party once, Aerland asked the sailor to drop the gangway.
The three sanctioners first signaled the surrounding crew to leave, and then lowered their voices to inform the captain of the situation.
Klein didn't get close to listen, and waited patiently for the end of the matter.
A few minutes later, Aerland returned Bishop Miller's legacy to the Punishers, watching them leave the White Agate and go to various places to deal with the endgame.
Huh... Aerran breathed, came to Klein and Danitz, and said relaxed and scaredly, "The matter has been resolved, there is no problem."
Did it really solve it? Klein suddenly remembered Pavo Court and Melanie behind the Telegram Office, Fox, the owner of the Lime Restaurant, and the guests who were quietly watching him stayed at home.
Aerland continued:
Specifically, Jace stumbled upon the revival of the ancient cannibal customs and live festival traditions, confirming that a small number of people in Bansey Port became cultists.
He hurriedly returned to the church and reported to Bishop Miller, but unexpectedly, the leader of the cult, the real fallen man in front of him, was cut off his neck by Miller's wind blade and died in the Lord's church.
Miller was about to deal with the body, but was discovered by the servants, so things became out of control.
Some servants were transformed into monsters, and some were led by the priests and hid underground.
Seeing that it was impossible to hide it, Miller left the church, summoned the cultists and went to the altar on the top of the mountain. The weather changed as a result. After the "Punisher" took out three seals, he rushed over and fought fiercely.
During this process, Miller was injured and fled, while the other cultists stood firm at the altar and were eventually broken.
The church headquarters has called back and will send someone to thoroughly investigate the reason for Bishop Miller's fall. Haha, I tell them that because Bishop Miller is seriously injured, we can join forces to kill him. By the way, the 'Punisher' also asked me to sign a confidentiality agreement with the Blanches and the Dimmerdos.
After roughly explaining the whole story, Aerran breathed a sigh of relief and was busy handling the remaining affairs.
Klein did not dare to relax completely, and remained on the deck until the clouds in the sky were burning and the sun slowly rose, illuminating the entire port.
He saw the residents here go out one after another, bathing in the golden sunshine, and going to their respective jobs while talking and laughing.
Bansy Port has a human atmosphere again.
……
It's really over... Klein turned around slightly confused, preparing to wait for the ship to drive and get some sleep. As for Danitz, although he had already yawned, he didn't dare to move when he saw that German Sparo did not move.
On the way into the cabin, Klein met Ayrland, who had not slept all night.
Good morning, we are about to leave Hong Kong, so don't worry about anything more.Aerland greeted him with a smile.
While he was speaking, the White Agate's whistle made a whistle.
Hearing this voice, Klein quietly breathed, decided to throw all his doubts behind his mind, no longer thinking about the matter of Bansie Port. He nodded as a response.
Aerland moved his neck and sighed:
Last night, I had a wonderful feeling that the ancient Pennsey and the modern Port of Bansey overlapped.
Klein was going to cross the other person like this, but suddenly he grasped a word and asked with a calm expression:
Pennsey?
Haha, this is the ancient name of Banxi Port. Three or four hundred years ago, it was called Binxi Town. Later, due to multiple factors such as pronunciation, it gradually evolved into Banxi.Aerland introduced casually.
Klein's eyes shrank at the answer.
He remembered very clearly that the evil spirits in the underground ruins of Beckland said that if you want to find one of the founders of Redemption Rose, the former king of Angels, and his descendants, you can go to Biencie to try your luck!
Pennsey!Klein's heart seemed to be frozen inch by inch, and the cold emanated from the depths of his bone marrow.
He suddenly looked back at the port outside, and once again, the telegraph office with closed doors and the Lime Lemon Restaurant quietly stared at his stay-attached guests.
Turning on the pistol wheel, Klein shook his force, and threw the empty shell, which was either golden, silver or brass, to the ground, making a crisp sound of jingling.
Then, he calmly took out the bullet loader he had prepared and loaded another extraordinary bullet into the gun.
After doing all this, he put away the revolver and bent down to pick up Bishop Miller's extraordinary character and stuffed it into his pocket without much care.
After walking a few steps, Klein picked up his cane and turned around toward Creeves and others, while pulling out a piece of paper man and shaking his wrist like a whip.
Bang!
The paper man was quickly ignited, flew away his hands, turned into red and fell to the ground, extinguished into dust.
So handsome... Denton forgot the pain he had just fallen and looked at him intently.
Uncle Sparrow seemed to be setting off fireworks... Donna nodded in agreement with her brother's words.
After using the Paper Man Stand-in-Office Technique to interfere with the on-site information and residual traces, Klein looked back at the direction he returned and said calmly and concisely:
Leave here.
After saying that, he turned around, took the Sun Brooch and Azc bronze whistle from Aerland and Danitz respectively.
Urdi and others did not talk nonsense or shouted pain, and followed behind quietly.
In the battle just now, they fully witnessed the special nature of the extraordinary, especially Danitz's flame ability, which was the most eye-catching and obvious, leaving them with a very deep impression, making them truly understand that this is not something that ordinary humans can get involved. The only thing they and others can do is to obey the arrangements and follow them with all their might.
Only in this way can we ensure survival!
Compared to Daniz, the battle between Crane and Bishop Miller was concentrated in the nearly invisible wind blade and the truly invisible spiritual realm. Except for the holy light that seemed to descend the gods and the terrifying appearance of Bishop Miller after it was out of control, the whole process was dull and calm, and did not make the bystanders feel too shocked.
Passing by the area just now, Creeves, Cecil and others suddenly paused because they saw the ground covered with broken marks, densely packed and everywhere.
This... they instantly understood one thing, that is, the battle between German Sparrow and the fallen bishop was many times more thrilling than the performance on the other side.
Fear and security emerged at the same time, and they all accelerated.
Twenty or thirty seconds passed, and Crane stopped on the street outside the Telegram Office, and said to Captain Aerland without any expression:
Want to take a telegram?
After saying that, he couldn't help but remind:
Don't force it in.
OKOn this weird night, Aerland was equally cautious.
He walked a few steps quickly, came to the gate of the Telegraph Bureau, and raised his hand and knocked three times.
Dong!Dong!Dong!
A slightly dull voice echoed, and someone asked inside:
who?
Klein, who was already alert, suddenly frowned because he was talking to a man!
Aerland is also a little strange:
I want to shoot a telegram.
Who are you?I remember the previous person on duty was a lady.
The man inside replied calmly:
I am, Pavo Court, Melanie's colleague.
She is right next to me, she is very good.
As soon as Pavo Court finished speaking, the female voice said immediately:
Yes, I'm fine.
You don't need it, pay attention, Pavo Court, is back.
My friend, isn’t your folk customs not open the door without responding?How did Pavo Court get in?Klein resisted the urge to question.
Aerran took a step back and cleared his throat:
I want to shoot a telegram to the Storm Church headquarters.
Sorry, we can't open the door.Pavo Court responded without emotional ups and downs.
Aerland also felt the weirdness and dared not force it, so he took the initiative to give an alternative:
Can you help me post and then give me the draft through the crack of the door?
The content is a change in Bansey Port, with Bishop Miller and Pastor Jace dead, signed as Ayrland.
OKMelanie's voice gradually faded away, as if she had returned to the telegraph.
After waiting for a while, a ticking sound came from inside. Not long after, a telegram manuscript stretched out from the gap below the gate.
Aerran bent down and picked it up, resisting the urge to peek inside through the gap.
He looked at the telegram manuscript, his nose suddenly twitched, and he smelled a faint smell of blood from the paper!
He quickly turned his head, looked at German Sparo, and signaled that there was something wrong with the Telegraph Office.
However, what responded to him was a deep, restrained and unremitting gaze, and a calm and indifferent statement:
Ship times.
Leaving this sentence, Klein turned around and headed towards the end of the street, and his figure gradually melted into the faint mist.
Danitz, holding the broken lantern, immediately followed without hesitation, and the same was true for Donna and others.
Aerran pondered for two seconds, and chased the large army with the telegram draft.
No sound came out in the telegraph office anymore, and it was extremely quiet.
……
Perhaps because the fallen Bishop Miller had been cleared, on the way back, Crane and others did not encounter the headless man in a black cloak again, and his moldy head only appeared twice, and it was easily solved.
After walking for a long time, they finally saw the dock and saw the white agate with candlelight.
This allowed Urdi and others to regain their strength, from fast steps to trot, and running all the way to the lane that they had been put down.
Klein held his blood-stained cane and stood beneath until everyone boarded the ship, then he pulled and leaped back to the deck in a few steps.
At this time, Aerland had begun to convene subordinates such as the first mate, second mate, navigator, and gunman, and asked them to organize sailors, adjust artillery, and be prepared to set sail at any time. Although there are significant safety hazards when leaving the port at night, if things worsen significantly, it will be the best way to avoid danger!
Uncle Sparo... Donna pulled his younger brother Denton and trotted to Klein, with a lot of words to ask.
Klein nodded and pointed at the cabin and said:
Go back to the room first.
Let's talk about it tomorrow.
The danger has not been lifted yet!
Donna nodded obediently, and together with Denton, raised her index finger and pressed against her lips:
lie!
After the Blanches and Dimmerdos entered the cabin, Crane walked to Ayrland, took out Bishop Miller's extraordinary character, and threw it over:
If there are still 'punishers' alive, return it to them.
The extraordinary characteristics of a bishop who may have sequence 6 will inevitably be strongly investigated by the Storm Church, and everyone on the White Agate will be the object of doubt. Klein did not want to be wanted by the number one force on the ocean just after he went out to sea.
If no one of the penalists in Bansey Port survives, the headquarters' support will have to wait a while before it arrives, leaving enough time for Klein to deal with and leave, then he will definitely be reluctant to return it and will find a reason to come back.
Aerland caught the ball of something the size of a thumb and glanced at it in a little puzzled manner.
He didn't ask what this could be used for, and laughed:
Don't worry about the investigation of the Storm Church, I will hint that they are in the same group as me.
So, I was considered by the Storm Church as a member of MI9?Klein nodded slightly and said nothing.
Aerland looked at Danitz next to him and asked tentatively:
Flame?
Ha ha.Danitz laughed dryly, learning from someone, guess.
Then I don't think so.Aerland responded tacitly.
After briefly explaining the matter, Klein came to the side of the ship and looked at the foggy Port of Bansy, guarding against hidden dangers.
Time passed minute by minute, and thunderstorms lit up again on the top of the mountain range on the shore.
A series of silver and violent lightning bolts swept there and gradually subsided.
The fog in Bansi Port began to dissipate, and the light of the red moon became clearer and clearer.
it's over?Klein didn't dare to completely relax when he saw this scene.
More than half an hour later, three men who claimed to be the punishment agent came to the dock to see Captain Aerland.
After German Sparrow's divination confirmation and deceiving the other party once, Aerland asked the sailor to drop the gangway.
The three sanctioners first signaled the surrounding crew to leave, and then lowered their voices to inform the captain of the situation.
Klein didn't get close to listen, and waited patiently for the end of the matter.
A few minutes later, Aerland returned Bishop Miller's legacy to the Punishers, watching them leave the White Agate and go to various places to deal with the endgame.
Huh... Aerran breathed, came to Klein and Danitz, and said relaxed and scaredly, "The matter has been resolved, there is no problem."
Did it really solve it? Klein suddenly remembered Pavo Court and Melanie behind the Telegram Office, Fox, the owner of the Lime Restaurant, and the guests who were quietly watching him stayed at home.
Aerland continued:
Specifically, Jace stumbled upon the revival of the ancient cannibal customs and live festival traditions, confirming that a small number of people in Bansey Port became cultists.
He hurriedly returned to the church and reported to Bishop Miller, but unexpectedly, the leader of the cult, the real fallen man in front of him, was cut off his neck by Miller's wind blade and died in the Lord's church.
Miller was about to deal with the body, but was discovered by the servants, so things became out of control.
Some servants were transformed into monsters, and some were led by the priests and hid underground.
Seeing that it was impossible to hide it, Miller left the church, summoned the cultists and went to the altar on the top of the mountain. The weather changed as a result. After the "Punisher" took out three seals, he rushed over and fought fiercely.
During this process, Miller was injured and fled, while the other cultists stood firm at the altar and were eventually broken.
The church headquarters has called back and will send someone to thoroughly investigate the reason for Bishop Miller's fall. Haha, I tell them that because Bishop Miller is seriously injured, we can join forces to kill him. By the way, the 'Punisher' also asked me to sign a confidentiality agreement with the Blanches and the Dimmerdos.
After roughly explaining the whole story, Aerran breathed a sigh of relief and was busy handling the remaining affairs.
Klein did not dare to relax completely, and remained on the deck until the clouds in the sky were burning and the sun slowly rose, illuminating the entire port.
He saw the residents here go out one after another, bathing in the golden sunshine, and going to their respective jobs while talking and laughing.
Bansy Port has a human atmosphere again.
……
It's really over... Klein turned around slightly confused, preparing to wait for the ship to drive and get some sleep. As for Danitz, although he had already yawned, he didn't dare to move when he saw that German Sparo did not move.
On the way into the cabin, Klein met Ayrland, who had not slept all night.
Good morning, we are about to leave Hong Kong, so don't worry about anything more.Aerland greeted him with a smile.
While he was speaking, the White Agate's whistle made a whistle.
Hearing this voice, Klein quietly breathed, decided to throw all his doubts behind his mind, no longer thinking about the matter of Bansie Port. He nodded as a response.
Aerland moved his neck and sighed:
Last night, I had a wonderful feeling that the ancient Pennsey and the modern Port of Bansey overlapped.
Klein was going to cross the other person like this, but suddenly he grasped a word and asked with a calm expression:
Pennsey?
Haha, this is the ancient name of Banxi Port. Three or four hundred years ago, it was called Binxi Town. Later, due to multiple factors such as pronunciation, it gradually evolved into Banxi.Aerland introduced casually.
Klein's eyes shrank at the answer.
He remembered very clearly that the evil spirits in the underground ruins of Beckland said that if you want to find one of the founders of Redemption Rose, the former king of Angels, and his descendants, you can go to Biencie to try your luck!
Pennsey!Klein's heart seemed to be frozen inch by inch, and the cold emanated from the depths of his bone marrow.
He suddenly looked back at the port outside, and once again, the telegraph office with closed doors and the Lime Lemon Restaurant quietly stared at his stay-attached guests.
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