Mystery: The Lamp God’s Path To Freedom

Although Heath Doyle hadn't experienced the listener stage, the source of the broadcast was so close that it was completely impossible for him not to listen, so he instinctively covered his ears.

His abnormality was immediately noticed, and Cattleya rushed over immediately.

Under the worried eyes of everyone, the Rose Bishop lowered his hands with a puzzled face.

"What's going on? You heard the raving again?"

Cattleya saw his pain disappear, and hurriedly asked the reason for the abnormality.

"I just heard the voice of the real Creator. Unlike the previous ones, it is clear and a strange message."

Heath Doyle's voice was panicked.

"What message did the true Creator convey?"

Anderson hastily interjected, this is a new thing, who doesn't know that this evil god is notoriously crazy, even one in the Aurora Society is considered crazy.

"He wants the Aurora Society to choose the most beautiful man among the lambs to sacrifice, and he will open the door to the Kingdom of God and descend into reality."

The two Extraordinary beings present at the scene were silent at the same time. They couldn't figure out what was the connection between sacrificing a beauty and the descending of the gods. Are the conditions for the descending of the evil gods so perfunctory?

...

After the lamp god rushed out, the night ended quickly, probably because the power brought out by the lamp god spilled out and collided with the dream formed by the power of the night.

Klein no longer went out casually, and maintained a life of going to the pirate restaurant for dinner and going back to his room to sleep alternately. The Genie also became obedient because he was almost stuck behind the door and couldn't get out after just having fun.

The Future once again passed the position where there was a huge panting sound. Cattleya thought of the state of Heath Doyle, and also considered the combat strength of Gehrman and Anderson, and decided to use the starlight jump to leave this sea area quickly. avoid danger to a certain extent.

As the Future got farther and farther away from the ruins of the God War, the violent sea gradually calmed down. With the smooth cooperation of Autolov and Nina, the Future approached a safe channel.

Klein, who was thinking about life in the room, heard a sudden noise outside, and vaguely heard Frank's brown bear-like voice:

"Why is the undead king coming again!"

And Anderson's slightly higher rebuttal:

"How can this be my fault!"

Klein stood up abruptly. Just as he was thinking about where to find a secret puppet that could make up for his lack of attack power, the Undead King drove a boat to deliver the goods.

This is the idea to place an order, and the goods will arrive at the speed of light!

Klein rushed out with the lamp in hand.

However, it was too late.

Klein watched the crescent moon with the sails of the black tombstone, turned abruptly, and left without turning his head at a speed that didn't match his huge body.

My mistress! Food for the little hungry!

He leaned on the side of the boat, instinctively stretched his right hand forward, and opened his palm forward. He didn't know whether he wanted to grab the other party back or waved his hand to say goodbye to the other party.

Anderson came over at this moment, with a constipated expression on his face:

"At this time, I really appreciate your attitude of treating the king of the sea like a sheep!"

"It doesn't matter whether you can fight well or not. Anyway, there are so many people, someone will always collect your body..."

Anderson looked at the "Death" going away, and thought of the bizarre events he had experienced along the way, and suddenly changed his words:

"I mean, help you clean up the enemy's corpse."

Klein was a little disappointed. He originally planned to go back to the room directly, but he felt that the reason why he didn't have time to throw the magic lamp over to get a seat was because he was in the room before, and it was too late for him to run out, so he simply leaned on the railing and looked into the distance. , hoping to take advantage of Anderson's bad luck to attract other well-known pirates to come and sell their own products.

The five seas are so vast, is there a little less kings and generals among the pirates? It’s still useful for Anderson to meet this one. If it’s not possible, the lieutenant general of the pirate general will die of illness. There is a high probability that Admiral Hell will never dare to approach Admiral Star’s flagship again. Lieutenant General Iceberg is also a friend , It would be great if I could meet Senor again, it must be very suitable to make a secret puppet.

Thinking of this, Klein realized that he had not been on the sea for half a year, and he had already dealt with most of the pirate generals. He even killed two and ran away three, but thinking that he was only a Sequence Five, He has already had direct or continuous contact with several kings of angels, so the matter of the sea is really not worth mentioning.

It didn't take long for the day and night to return to normal, and the Future once again forcibly docked at Tuscat Island under the watchful eyes of the coastal defense guns.

Regarding Klein's departure, Frank was the only person on board the Future who expressed reluctance. He did not know where to find a bag made of fish skin, which contained some apples, mushrooms, and potatoes. He handed the bag to Klein instructed:

"Apples can heal internal injuries, mushrooms can heal external injuries, potatoes can replenish energy extremely quickly, and are crisp and delicious when eaten raw, and taste like roast beef when cooked."

"I see that you often need to fight. Maybe they can give you a little help in sudden battles. Don't worry about them being broken. They have been handled by me, and they have at least two years of shelf life."

Seeing that Klein took the fish skin bag, Frank showed a sincere smile. Knowing that his friend doesn't like to talk, he continued to ask:

"Where do you often move? If I want to write to you, where should I send it? I want to share my latest research results with you."

Is this a souvenir from the future?

Klein looked at the plain bags and the unremarkable-looking fruits and vegetables that were actually weird, and couldn't help but curse in his heart. But looking at the enthusiastic Frank, he unconsciously reached out and took out the pen and paper he carried with him. With the left arm clamping the bag in front of his chest, he quickly wrote the ritual instructions for summoning his own messenger, and specifically indicated that a gold coin was needed as a material.

Frank happily took the note, glanced at it, folded it solemnly, stuffed it into his shirt pocket, then waved to Klein, and said:

"I really hope that the next meeting will come sooner!"

This time, Cattleya did not set up a star bridge. She waited expressionlessly for Frank to complete the farewell ceremony, asked Anderson and Gehrman for the boat fee with a straight face, and then left them at the pier.

The Future hoisted its sails, and drove away with the same speed as the fleeing Death.

Klein carried his luggage, left the pier, and began to look for a suitable hotel.

He is not too unfamiliar with this place. He used to work as a patrolman here for a while, but it didn't end well.

Anderson didn't know what he was thinking, and followed behind Klein. He wanted to talk to Klein several times, but Klein ignored him and kept walking forward. Finally, Anderson couldn't bear it anymore and walked a few steps quickly. , stopped Klein.

"Well, borrow some money and spend it!"

"Wow!"

A bloodied man smashed through the glass and was thrown, landing right on Anderson's head.

Both Klein and Anderson have fast bodies and reaction speeds. Klein dodges lightly, and Anderson also jumps to the side.

"Bang!" The man fell to the ground.

"Bang!" Anderson also fell to the ground. Although he was not hit, his face, skin and neck were cut by the shattered glass, and fine drops of blood oozed out little by little.

Klein looked at Anderson in disbelief, completely unexpected that the hunter of Sequence Five would fall.

Anderson rubbed his butt without any trace, and explained with a smile: "The oil on the street is a bit slippery."