The sea water was filled with half-integrated into the remains of the spiritual world. Klein, wearing black armor, stood by the door of the central hall, with the blue giant snake that was chewed and the old priest with high belly bulge.
The latter's skin, whose skin seemed to have been dried for a long time, was flashing blue light, staring at the visitor wearing a pitch-black crown, as if thinking about where to go.
Without hesitation, Klein reached into his body with his right hand and took out a small brown translucent vial.
Then, he stretched his left palm forward, quickly unscrew the lid, and threw the biotoxin bottle into the corner of the hall with a random swing.
The environment here is half located at the bottom of the sea. No flame can exist except for the burning of the dead and the evil divine fire, which limits the two important abilities of the Klein Magician sequence. Therefore, he can only use his other advantages to the extreme from the beginning.
While throwing out the biotoxin bottle, Klein's left palm glove quickly became bright, as if reflecting the sunshine shining straight at noon.
Around him, the swaying sea water was dyed with golden color and spread out layer by layer.
This is the ability of the wriggling hungry inner light priest to purify the aura!
The old priest who had eaten raw Sea God Kavetuwa's body certainly would not be civilized and polite. He looked at Klein with a very knightly manner to prepare for the pre-war preparations. The blue light in his eyes suddenly became grand, and his bloated abdomen became much higher.
Wow!
An ethereal but shrill voice came from his body, covering the entire remains instantly.
This sound is like the soul of a nightingale singing, which is both wonderful and pleasant, gentle and quiet, and is also cold and bone-black, penetrating the soul.
Klein stiffened in place, and all his thoughts were like encountering extremely cold waves, which instantly frozen in his mind.
The old priest's body instantly swelled, like a resurrected Kavetuva or a giant walking out of myths and legends.
Under his torn robe, blue and smooth tentacles emerged. They were surrounded by silver lightning, and they quickly poked out, dancing in the air, sucking towards Klein who was sluggish there.
Here!
Silver white burst out, Klein flew backwards and fell heavily at the door. The black armor on his body suddenly dimmed, cracking a lot of gaps, and the cane in his palm was unconsciously thrown away by him.
His mind was extremely calm and almost solidified, he had no idea of using a paper man stand-in at all, and he was hit by the other party.
If it weren't for the Black Emperor card and the Azk bronze whistle that strengthened his spirit body at the same time, with the essence of his Sequence 6, he would have suffered severe damage and even been killed instantly.
The tentacles surged over again and slapped downwards.
Klein, who was awakened by the electric shock, rolled quickly and barely avoided.
He glanced at the other party's size, turned around and ran out of the gate, running without hesitation, running firmly and courageously.
Pick!Pick!Pick!
Klein half-fly and half-run, looking like he was running for the death to escape. The old priest's blue tentacles wrapped in silver and white lightning chased him behind him, trying to pull him back to the hall, but he was always turned and rolled away in a dexterous manner.
Seeing that it was difficult to get what he wanted, the old priest's abdomen swollen again, and the clear and cold voice of the soul resounded through the remains again.
But this time, Klein was prepared. Although his body was stiff and stagnant, it was soaked in the sea water and turned into a pile of paper.
The old priest finally moved, taking heavy but fast steps, trying to chase the enemy.
He rushed to the door with a huge body, and he thumped on the collapsed roof and walls with a loud bang!
The gate here could have allowed super giant creatures like Kavetuva to pass through, but the collapse of the ruins and the madness of the sea god before his death successfully caused the place to collapse. The gate was buried only two meters high and one meter wide, and the old priest, who was obviously in a normal state, directly hitting it, almost stuck.
Klein, who had been waiting for this opportunity, immediately stopped and turned around.
He half-closed his eyes, straightened his back, and spread his arms.
A brilliant pillar of light surrounded by some golden flames fell from the sky and hit the old priest.
The fragments of his robe hung on the surface of his body burned directly, and the gray-black skin and flesh fell into pieces, melting and evaporating in the pure light.
It was not until this time that Klein could see clearly what was strange about the old priest’s abdomen.
There was a swelling there, and several areas were particularly evident, forming the overall outline of two eyes and one mouth.
It was like an old priest who was hiding his face in his stomach, trying to get out.
Bang!
The old priest covered the charred snakeskin's legs and used force, and the whole person directly bumped out of the collapsed door, causing stones to fly and the sea water to stir.
He finally escaped from the light column, but his body was mostly covered with hideous wounds caused by the fall of flesh and blood, and even the face on his abdomen was full of traces of melting.
Dingdeng!The old priest, blue and blue tentacles, flew towards Klein from all directions with silver lightning. The face on his abdomen cooperated to make the spirits quiet from time to time.
Klein either ran wildly, rolled, or circled, calmly dealing with the other party, left and right, front and back, like dancing a wild two-person dance.
During this process, he relied on the paper man's substitute to withstand the ethereal but cold scream again and again, and sometimes roared, stimulating the old priest with the scream of his resentful soul, and forcibly interrupting it before the sound of his abdomen's face made.
Time passed by minute by minute, and the crazy old priest suddenly raised his hands, pressing them on his abdomen.
He pulled his arm and tore his outline into a hole.
Blue-blue pus squirted out of it, and fine and sharp teeth grew.
Another roar came out, and the sea water around him poured back towards the mouth, forming a terrifying vortex that Kavetuwa once created.
Klein, who was dressed in the black emperor, was sucked over, and the lightning tentacles flying around him were recycled, trying to embrace him in his arms.
Klein was not panicked, and the gloves on his left palm quickly became like pure gold.
Teng, who was in the air, stared at the face on the old priest's abdomen and the sea water vortex below, and two dazzling lightning flashed in his pupils.
Interrogator, mental piercing!
The old priest suddenly froze, and the face on his abdomen wrinkled together, and the vortex that emitted terrifying suction collapsed instantly.
In the rewinding waves, Klein lowered his body, shuttled through the weak point of strength like a fish, avoiding the blue and blue tentacles that were waving randomly.
In the flashing silver-white lightning, he rushed to the old priest, and the color of the gloves had turned into a pale color dyed with a little shade of green.
Klein's muscles bulged behind him, and his fists frantically hit him hard, slamming the old priest's thigh near his knee.
Bang!Bang!Bang!
His fist emitted a cold air, which made the old priest fly across his flesh and blood, and the opponent's right leg covered with a thin layer of frost, and the surrounding sea water was completely frozen.
This is the control of the ice-like power of the zombies!
In the old priest's screams, the tentacles whipped back like whips, and the silver light illuminated the entire remains.
At this time, Klein was not greedy, stopped in time, rolled back continuously, avoiding the crazy attack of smashing the stone slabs on the ground to zoom.
He stood up and took advantage of the opportunity when the old priest was still stiff in place, so that the gloves in his left palm would bloom into a sunny color again.
Klein straightened his body and posed in a pose to praise the sun.
The thick and clear holy pillar of light once again came, covering the huge old priest.
Klein saw the enemy's gray and black flesh disintegrating rapidly, and saw the skin on his abdomen melting, revealing the situation inside the old priest's abdomen, the heart, stomach bag, intestine and other organs were mixed together to form a sea snake's face.
Kavetuva actually had some mental remnants... The demigod's will was really powerful than I imagined... Klein rolled over again, dodging the blue tentacles thrown like a spear.
The tentacles were wrapped around lightning, and were fused by the holy light column, inserted into the ground, twitching, twisting, and squirming.
The pillar of light quickly dissipated, and the evil snake face on the old priest's abdomen opened his mouth tenaciously.
At this moment, the old priest himself bent his waist and abdomen and let out a series of violent coughs, and the snake's face's efforts came to an abrupt end.
Biotoxin bottle finally works!
Klein did not miss this opportunity, and stood up straight again, spread his arms and hugged the sun.
The light column with many golden flames illuminated the area. The old priest's figure was hunched over and then shrunk, as if evaporating, and the snake face on his abdomen completely melted away after a shrill scream.
By the time the light dissipated, the old priest had returned to his original size, his bones almost melted, and pieces of gray and black flesh were hanging.
His breath faded quickly and his spirit collapsed at high speed.
Klein rushed over and relied on his resentful soul state to directly become a psychic.
He wanted to confirm whether the old priest was seriously sinful.
He believes that he must stick to this bottom line, which is both his own will and a prevention of depravity and madness.
In an instant, he saw a series of pictures, which were the scene where the old priest presided over the live sacrifice.
Klein no longer hesitated and stretched out his left palm to let his long-awaited gloves taste the delicious food.
Flesh, spirituality and bones quickly poured into the hideous mouth that had cracked in his palm, and a little blue light spread out, accompanied by a little darkness.
In the psychic just now, Klein confirmed that the old priest was a soul requiem during his lifetime. The potion formula and extraordinary materials all came from the church of the God of War in the Fsak Empire. When he became the guard of the sea god, he had lost his mind and only knew how to obey orders. After Kavetuva died, he followed his instinctive desires and ate the flesh and blood of the god he believed in. In the end, his characteristics conflicted and twisted into a monster.
Just as the wriggling hunger was full, all the extraordinary qualities on the ground suddenly surged, turning into a hurricane, sweeping into the hall, throwing into the white fangs that were no longer curved.
Klein looked away and saw that Kavetuwa's body had completely collapsed, shaped like mud, and the snake tooth that absorbed all the extraordinary characteristics here turned into a short staff, quietly inserted into the semi-inverted pillar.
At the top of the white scepter, there were tiny blue gems inlaid, some of which were dyed dark and dark.
Seeing that the wriggling hunger had satisfied his appetite, Klein rushed into the hall and approached the scepter carefully.
Before he could really touch the scene, there were stacks of illusory prayers in his ears, and hallucinations appeared in front of him. He saw believers who were praying and praying, and the rebels who were breaking and crying for the statue of God.
The latter's skin, whose skin seemed to have been dried for a long time, was flashing blue light, staring at the visitor wearing a pitch-black crown, as if thinking about where to go.
Without hesitation, Klein reached into his body with his right hand and took out a small brown translucent vial.
Then, he stretched his left palm forward, quickly unscrew the lid, and threw the biotoxin bottle into the corner of the hall with a random swing.
The environment here is half located at the bottom of the sea. No flame can exist except for the burning of the dead and the evil divine fire, which limits the two important abilities of the Klein Magician sequence. Therefore, he can only use his other advantages to the extreme from the beginning.
While throwing out the biotoxin bottle, Klein's left palm glove quickly became bright, as if reflecting the sunshine shining straight at noon.
Around him, the swaying sea water was dyed with golden color and spread out layer by layer.
This is the ability of the wriggling hungry inner light priest to purify the aura!
The old priest who had eaten raw Sea God Kavetuwa's body certainly would not be civilized and polite. He looked at Klein with a very knightly manner to prepare for the pre-war preparations. The blue light in his eyes suddenly became grand, and his bloated abdomen became much higher.
Wow!
An ethereal but shrill voice came from his body, covering the entire remains instantly.
This sound is like the soul of a nightingale singing, which is both wonderful and pleasant, gentle and quiet, and is also cold and bone-black, penetrating the soul.
Klein stiffened in place, and all his thoughts were like encountering extremely cold waves, which instantly frozen in his mind.
The old priest's body instantly swelled, like a resurrected Kavetuva or a giant walking out of myths and legends.
Under his torn robe, blue and smooth tentacles emerged. They were surrounded by silver lightning, and they quickly poked out, dancing in the air, sucking towards Klein who was sluggish there.
Here!
Silver white burst out, Klein flew backwards and fell heavily at the door. The black armor on his body suddenly dimmed, cracking a lot of gaps, and the cane in his palm was unconsciously thrown away by him.
His mind was extremely calm and almost solidified, he had no idea of using a paper man stand-in at all, and he was hit by the other party.
If it weren't for the Black Emperor card and the Azk bronze whistle that strengthened his spirit body at the same time, with the essence of his Sequence 6, he would have suffered severe damage and even been killed instantly.
The tentacles surged over again and slapped downwards.
Klein, who was awakened by the electric shock, rolled quickly and barely avoided.
He glanced at the other party's size, turned around and ran out of the gate, running without hesitation, running firmly and courageously.
Pick!Pick!Pick!
Klein half-fly and half-run, looking like he was running for the death to escape. The old priest's blue tentacles wrapped in silver and white lightning chased him behind him, trying to pull him back to the hall, but he was always turned and rolled away in a dexterous manner.
Seeing that it was difficult to get what he wanted, the old priest's abdomen swollen again, and the clear and cold voice of the soul resounded through the remains again.
But this time, Klein was prepared. Although his body was stiff and stagnant, it was soaked in the sea water and turned into a pile of paper.
The old priest finally moved, taking heavy but fast steps, trying to chase the enemy.
He rushed to the door with a huge body, and he thumped on the collapsed roof and walls with a loud bang!
The gate here could have allowed super giant creatures like Kavetuva to pass through, but the collapse of the ruins and the madness of the sea god before his death successfully caused the place to collapse. The gate was buried only two meters high and one meter wide, and the old priest, who was obviously in a normal state, directly hitting it, almost stuck.
Klein, who had been waiting for this opportunity, immediately stopped and turned around.
He half-closed his eyes, straightened his back, and spread his arms.
A brilliant pillar of light surrounded by some golden flames fell from the sky and hit the old priest.
The fragments of his robe hung on the surface of his body burned directly, and the gray-black skin and flesh fell into pieces, melting and evaporating in the pure light.
It was not until this time that Klein could see clearly what was strange about the old priest’s abdomen.
There was a swelling there, and several areas were particularly evident, forming the overall outline of two eyes and one mouth.
It was like an old priest who was hiding his face in his stomach, trying to get out.
Bang!
The old priest covered the charred snakeskin's legs and used force, and the whole person directly bumped out of the collapsed door, causing stones to fly and the sea water to stir.
He finally escaped from the light column, but his body was mostly covered with hideous wounds caused by the fall of flesh and blood, and even the face on his abdomen was full of traces of melting.
Dingdeng!The old priest, blue and blue tentacles, flew towards Klein from all directions with silver lightning. The face on his abdomen cooperated to make the spirits quiet from time to time.
Klein either ran wildly, rolled, or circled, calmly dealing with the other party, left and right, front and back, like dancing a wild two-person dance.
During this process, he relied on the paper man's substitute to withstand the ethereal but cold scream again and again, and sometimes roared, stimulating the old priest with the scream of his resentful soul, and forcibly interrupting it before the sound of his abdomen's face made.
Time passed by minute by minute, and the crazy old priest suddenly raised his hands, pressing them on his abdomen.
He pulled his arm and tore his outline into a hole.
Blue-blue pus squirted out of it, and fine and sharp teeth grew.
Another roar came out, and the sea water around him poured back towards the mouth, forming a terrifying vortex that Kavetuwa once created.
Klein, who was dressed in the black emperor, was sucked over, and the lightning tentacles flying around him were recycled, trying to embrace him in his arms.
Klein was not panicked, and the gloves on his left palm quickly became like pure gold.
Teng, who was in the air, stared at the face on the old priest's abdomen and the sea water vortex below, and two dazzling lightning flashed in his pupils.
Interrogator, mental piercing!
The old priest suddenly froze, and the face on his abdomen wrinkled together, and the vortex that emitted terrifying suction collapsed instantly.
In the rewinding waves, Klein lowered his body, shuttled through the weak point of strength like a fish, avoiding the blue and blue tentacles that were waving randomly.
In the flashing silver-white lightning, he rushed to the old priest, and the color of the gloves had turned into a pale color dyed with a little shade of green.
Klein's muscles bulged behind him, and his fists frantically hit him hard, slamming the old priest's thigh near his knee.
Bang!Bang!Bang!
His fist emitted a cold air, which made the old priest fly across his flesh and blood, and the opponent's right leg covered with a thin layer of frost, and the surrounding sea water was completely frozen.
This is the control of the ice-like power of the zombies!
In the old priest's screams, the tentacles whipped back like whips, and the silver light illuminated the entire remains.
At this time, Klein was not greedy, stopped in time, rolled back continuously, avoiding the crazy attack of smashing the stone slabs on the ground to zoom.
He stood up and took advantage of the opportunity when the old priest was still stiff in place, so that the gloves in his left palm would bloom into a sunny color again.
Klein straightened his body and posed in a pose to praise the sun.
The thick and clear holy pillar of light once again came, covering the huge old priest.
Klein saw the enemy's gray and black flesh disintegrating rapidly, and saw the skin on his abdomen melting, revealing the situation inside the old priest's abdomen, the heart, stomach bag, intestine and other organs were mixed together to form a sea snake's face.
Kavetuva actually had some mental remnants... The demigod's will was really powerful than I imagined... Klein rolled over again, dodging the blue tentacles thrown like a spear.
The tentacles were wrapped around lightning, and were fused by the holy light column, inserted into the ground, twitching, twisting, and squirming.
The pillar of light quickly dissipated, and the evil snake face on the old priest's abdomen opened his mouth tenaciously.
At this moment, the old priest himself bent his waist and abdomen and let out a series of violent coughs, and the snake's face's efforts came to an abrupt end.
Biotoxin bottle finally works!
Klein did not miss this opportunity, and stood up straight again, spread his arms and hugged the sun.
The light column with many golden flames illuminated the area. The old priest's figure was hunched over and then shrunk, as if evaporating, and the snake face on his abdomen completely melted away after a shrill scream.
By the time the light dissipated, the old priest had returned to his original size, his bones almost melted, and pieces of gray and black flesh were hanging.
His breath faded quickly and his spirit collapsed at high speed.
Klein rushed over and relied on his resentful soul state to directly become a psychic.
He wanted to confirm whether the old priest was seriously sinful.
He believes that he must stick to this bottom line, which is both his own will and a prevention of depravity and madness.
In an instant, he saw a series of pictures, which were the scene where the old priest presided over the live sacrifice.
Klein no longer hesitated and stretched out his left palm to let his long-awaited gloves taste the delicious food.
Flesh, spirituality and bones quickly poured into the hideous mouth that had cracked in his palm, and a little blue light spread out, accompanied by a little darkness.
In the psychic just now, Klein confirmed that the old priest was a soul requiem during his lifetime. The potion formula and extraordinary materials all came from the church of the God of War in the Fsak Empire. When he became the guard of the sea god, he had lost his mind and only knew how to obey orders. After Kavetuva died, he followed his instinctive desires and ate the flesh and blood of the god he believed in. In the end, his characteristics conflicted and twisted into a monster.
Just as the wriggling hunger was full, all the extraordinary qualities on the ground suddenly surged, turning into a hurricane, sweeping into the hall, throwing into the white fangs that were no longer curved.
Klein looked away and saw that Kavetuwa's body had completely collapsed, shaped like mud, and the snake tooth that absorbed all the extraordinary characteristics here turned into a short staff, quietly inserted into the semi-inverted pillar.
At the top of the white scepter, there were tiny blue gems inlaid, some of which were dyed dark and dark.
Seeing that the wriggling hunger had satisfied his appetite, Klein rushed into the hall and approached the scepter carefully.
Before he could really touch the scene, there were stacks of illusory prayers in his ears, and hallucinations appeared in front of him. He saw believers who were praying and praying, and the rebels who were breaking and crying for the statue of God.
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