franphil Chapter 386 Freebie
Chapter 386 Freebie
Chapter 386 Freebie
This is far too violent.
Klein looked at the blood-red general, who resembled a twisted rope, and couldn't help but feel a sense of horror.
The key point is that this person was congealed into a twisted shape, yet there was no blood splattering or limbs breaking; he maintained the most basic physiological structure like a rubber man.
Before Klein could be surprised, the Blood General unfolded again like a rolled-up carpet, and then inflated up again as if it were being inflated.
"It...is...still...usable."
"Renette Tinicol said."
He meant that the puppets were still usable, they could be cleaned up, and as for vengeful spirits, transformation was nothing to worry about.
Klein's lips twitched, but he still turned the surviving vengeful spirit on the ground into a puppet. Even after being ravaged, the Blood General was still alive, but he had been turned into a living corpse by human intervention and was now being transformed into a puppet.
Renette Tinicol flew to Jax's body and picked up a small figure wrapped in bandages from the corpse's hand, which was emitting grayish-white mist.
Just as He was about to destroy the cursed little man, a piercing scream rang out. Renette released the little man, and a hand dripping with viscous pus emerged from the depths of the spirit world, grabbing the cursed little man.
"Walk...
With a wave of her hand, Renette Tinicol sent Klein's body floating up, directly towards the rock wall behind him.
Sear had no intention of letting Klein go. The viscous liquid dripping from her sleeve turned into living corpses, vengeful spirits, and werewolves, which rushed towards Klein.
Although most of them died from Renette's curse, quite a few still managed to break through the defenses. The most deadly of them all was the little cursed figure that spewed grayish-white mist. With the power of Sear, it vanished and was about to curse Klein's fate.
Rene blew a breath from one of her heads, and the cold wind made the invisible curse reappear, but she was quickly entangled by Sear again, turning into a shadow and fighting with Sear in the mists of history.
Even such a powerful messenger lady can meet her match?
Klein had a bad feeling. He didn't just sit and wait for his death. He took out his iron cigarette case and threw the copper whistle inside, which was stained with soot, to the curse that was chasing the scent of soot.
pat!
The gray mist on the bronze whistle was completely absorbed, and the entire whistle shattered. Somewhere in the underworld, a monster covered in white feathers let out a scream.
It's cursed!
After being attacked, the monster's confused mind caused it to retaliate. The cursed little man, affected by the power of death, became illusory and gradually faded away.
Klein breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that it had worked, and put the magical item, which was contaminated by the true creator, back into his pocket. It seemed he wouldn't need it anymore.
This was specially prepared by him. According to intelligence, even these evil gods, the true creators, also dislike the Mother Tree of Desire.
Klein was about to run away when the undead creature that had been tricked burst out of the underworld and was hit by a brass picture frame as soon as it poked its head out.
It angrily tried to tear the brass frame apart, but failed. Provoked, the brass frame opened halfway, and a semi-transparent hook pulled the feathered undead creature into the painting.
Then another hook reached for Klein, as if it could pull out a person's soul. Finally, Azik, who arrived late, knocked the hook away. His spirit swayed for a moment, then grabbed Klein's shoulder without hesitation and disappeared.
The spirit world was like a scribbled oil painting. Klein felt a dizzying sensation and found himself on another island. He looked at the man who had released him and thanked him, "Mr. Azik."
Azik waved his hand, then shook his head, his head still throbbing from being caught by the hook in the painting.
"Where did you encounter something so dangerous?"
Azik didn't think it belonged to Klein. The fact that it could make him, a high-sequence Death Path cultivator, sense the risk of his spirit leaving his body meant it must be at least a level 0 sealed artifact.
It was so dangerous that Azik didn't even dare to pick it up.
"I borrowed it from a friend."
Klein was a little embarrassed. Mr. Angel meant to throw it out when there was danger, right? And his throwing posture was pretty standard, wasn't it?
Bayam.
Chael picked up the "Scroll of God" that had fallen to the ground. He realized that the stimulation given to Mr. Fool was not enough, and many of the dangers were not very dangerous. Maybe he should release Amon.
This was the first time he seriously considered whether to save Mr. Men, not just as a simple rescue, but as a helping hand.
Whoosh!
A dense barrage of lightning struck down from the sky, but Xia Er didn't look up; a hurricane swept away all the lightning.
The Storm Church's "Sea King" Shan Shan cast her gaze and saw Xia Er standing at the crime scene.
It was uncertain at first, but now that "Poseidon" Kavituwa is protecting it, it must be heresy.
Chael completely ignored the Storm Church's "Sea King," and Kavituwa would never allow this despicable human to harm his noble master.
He stood on the edge of the cliff, the sea breeze blowing, and with his psychological invisibility activated, everyone ignored him until Renette Tinicol returned.
Xia Er glanced at her. "Looks like you didn't lose out."
Sear was not actually a physical manifestation.
Moreover, Renette also took back her hands and other body parts, and Chael didn't even notice when she started doing so.
Once the messenger regained her strength, she immediately began retrieving her body parts, and it seemed there were no problems.
"Sear...in...fear...you."
Rene's four heads spoke in turn.
"This is a good thing."
Chael opened the "Scroll of Gods" and gestured for Renette to infuse the captured aura belonging to Seara into the scroll.
Renette exhaled.
The content of the oil painting changed, revealing a sinister-looking, eerie-green "divine wrath" named Siea.
He looked at Shael through the scroll in fear, almost summoning the Bound God at any moment.
However, Xia Er didn't make him waste his time. He grabbed the scroll and stole a heart, after which the scroll returned to its brass frame.
"your."
Chael tossed the heart to Renette, and then Sleeve's figure vanished, disappearing into the darkness.
Renette Tinicol clutched her heart in her hands, tucked it back into her chest, glanced in the direction Shael had left, bowed slightly, and returned to the castle in the spirit world.
Deep Dark Heaven.
When this tranquil divine dreamland began to ripple, the Goddess of Night, wearing a light veil and an elaborate long dress adorned with starlight, stood on a field filled with moonflowers and night-blooming herbs.
As Xia Er emerged from the dream, she casually tossed a book with illusory feathered serpents floating on its surface to the Goddess of Night.
Amanisis caught the book, a faint smile appearing beneath her veil.
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