puff!

The dark stabbing sword pierced Klein with an unavoidable posture.

Klein's figure quickly shriveled and turned into a thin piece of paper. The surface of the paper was withered and crisp, as if it had been weathered for thousands of years.

The hurricane brought by the bronze gate blew past, and the paper figurine was completely shattered.

In mid-air, Klein jumped out of the deep, holding a large number of "Sea God" domain spells in his palm.

"storm!"

The quick and awkward ancient Hermetic words burst out, and the white tin flakes burned individually, offering themselves to the "Sea God". That is to say, as long as Klein is willing, he can take back most of the materials and cycle many times until these metals Spirituality can no longer be tolerated.

Woo!

The cyan wind blade shot out, and heavy waves as high as the cabin rose up on the surrounding sea. Because Klein didn't try and had no time to distinguish the type of spell, while these attacks attacked Ludwell, there were corresponding attacks. Supernatural effects appeared on this "Admiral of Hell", and the effects of underwater breathing, free movement, floating wind, and resistance to pressure, etc., which had no effect at all, were superimposed layer upon layer.

Ludwell opened his mouth suddenly, letting out a silent scream, and the waves and countless wind blades that were about to hit him froze in the air for a short time.

Immediately afterwards, the "Admiral of Hell" raised his left hand, and the square black ring on his index finger shone with a sinister and eerie light, which instantly became brighter.

Woo!

The bronze door filled with indescribable feelings suddenly swelled, doubling in height and width.

Amidst the heavy creaking sound, the door cracked even further, and the already terrifying suction suddenly rose to a level beyond imagination.

The cyan wind blade, the pitch-black ocean waves, and Klein in mid-air rushed towards the gate at the same time, fleeing to the strange vines and arms that were slowly unfolding.

Klein was about to drive the soul of the "Priest of Light" to hit the bronze gate with the "Holy Light" to get a chance to breathe, but he saw a group of half-human-sized blazing fireballs flying over from another direction.

The speed of the fireball itself was superimposed on the exaggerated suction force generated by the gate, passed by Klein not far away, and hit the gap in the mysterious gate.

Boom!

Blazing fire waves splashed in all directions, and rainwater fell to different surrounding areas, but it could only make the opposite bronze door shake a few times, dimming a little.

Klein seized the opportunity and snapped his fingers.

The few matches stored separately in his pocket immediately ignited, and the crimson flame waves quickly covered his body and melted away.

A ball of flames rose from the side of the bronze gate, and Klein jumped out from inside.

At a glance, he saw Anderson Hood floating in midair with an awkward posture, holding a blazing long spear tightly in his hand.

The "strongest hunter" finally arrived, but he didn't seem quite used to flying.

"Admiral of Hell" Ludwell looked up to see this scene, and the pale fire mass at the eye hole of the silver mask visibly jumped twice.

Obviously, he didn't expect that on the "Future", besides "Admiral of the Stars" Cattleya, there were two pirate general-level powerhouses, and they all carried quite good magical items or sealed items.

At this moment, Ludwell suddenly raised his hand to press his face, and unexpectedly took off the silver mask.

A deep, pale light suddenly burst out from behind the mask, causing the black square ring worn by Ludwell's left index finger to spread endless dead silence instantly.

The dead silence poured into the bronze door, pushing it off the deck and into the air.

The gate covered with mysterious patterns merged with endless dead silence, and rapidly swelled to a height of more than thirty meters. JrNovels.com