Entering the "Azure Wind" hotel and going up the wooden stairs, he couldn't help but look up, wanting to ask a question.

Suddenly, he felt a tightness in his chest, and his breathing became stagnant.

At this moment, he seemed to have dived into the bottom of the sea, being squeezed from all directions by the heavy current.

Crash!

Faintly, Danitz heard the sound of the tide rushing, and saw illusory layers of waves rippling around Gehrman Sparrow, as if forming a boundless, bottomless azure ocean.

In the ocean, there is a huge blue figure like a tower, supporting everything.

This... Danitz's right foot stopped in the air, and he couldn't step on it.

He is no stranger to similar feelings. At the last pirate conference, "King of the Five Seas" Nast was even more majestic and terrifying than this. Almost all pirates could not hold their heads up. Only general-level powerhouses could barely resist. .

Danis knew very well that this was definitely not Gehrman Sparrow's performance.

If the opponent is at that half-god and half-human level, there is no need to introduce a "punisher" when hunting "Steel" Maveti!

The ocean... the tide... These two terms flashed through Danitz's mind first, and then he thought of the basic belief of the rebel army, the "God of the Sea" Kavitua.

"Could it be that when Gehrman Sparrow touched the bone sword just now, due to unknown factors, he was cursed by the 'Sea God'? That corpse of a believer who was completely dehydrated was one of the conditions for the curse to activate? Just now The coachman knelt down and kissed the ground, because he felt the breath of 'Sea God'?

"Hiss... Gehrman Sparrow may die here today... Should I run away a little bit to avoid being affected, at most, at most, and come back to collect his body later...

"Maybe there is still salvation. I will use the 'Seance Ritual' to ask the captain, she knows so many strange secret arts, she should be able to solve this problem... No, Lord, the condition of the 'Spiritual Seance Ritual' is within 500 nautical miles , they have to sail for at least a day and a half to enter this range..."

While trying to think of a solution, Danitz was no longer so panicked, and walked steadily, followed Gehrman Sparrow into the luxurious suite.

Klein still didn't speak, and his dark brown eyes seemed to be stained with azure blue that was so rich that it was almost black.

He went straight to the bedroom and locked the door behind him with a click.

Danitz stood outside, wanting to run for a while, and thinking that he could still save the other party.

In the bedroom, Klein closed his eyes, waiting for an opportunity.

Suddenly, he took four steps backwards, each step was accompanied by a recitation.

A burst of manic or sharp ravings quickly sounded in his ears, and the spirit body illusory went up, straight into the gray mist.

Silently, he heard a scream of pain that was indescribable in words.

Klein appeared in the ancient palace, at the top of the mottled long table.

In the quiet gray fog below, an illusory, huge blue sea snake appeared.

It was located in an ancient and dark ruin, coiled on a half-fallen pillar, with its ferocious head raised, and its bloody mouth opened, revealing curved fangs longer than a human forearm.

On the milky white fangs, blood was layered and mucus flowed.

The sea snake frantically flicked its tail, setting off terrifying waves and exaggerated ripples, making the entire ruins tremble, as if about to collapse.

The picture quickly shattered and dimmed rapidly. No matter how the huge sea snake beyond imagination struggled, it was difficult to reverse it. It could only hiss in pain and turn into a little light, disappearing in the gray mist.

Klein sat on the high-backed chair that belonged to The Fool, quietly watching all of this without making any extra moves for a long time.

The gray mist spread silently, and the scene here seemed to have remained unchanged since ancient times. JrNovels.com