Chapter: 1665

There are rippling blue waves, which spread inch by inch along the outline of Tuscat Island, undulating in the wind.

"It's impossible to observe the whole situation like this." Anderson leaned over and said with a smile, "You can only determine one side, and the 'Death' may come from the other side or from the front. The best way is to Climb the lookout, haha, there must be a crew there, but an experienced hunter or pirate has a hundred ways to deceive his senses!"

Klein turned around, looked at Anderson Hood expressionlessly, and said, "That's right.

"I will leave this matter to you."

"Huh?" Anderson looked puzzled.

He came to his senses immediately, and asked in surprise, "You don't have any other way to observe?"

How to lay a trap for the "Undead King" when there is no way to observe it?

"No." Klein nodded calmly, "We can only rely on you."

... Who gave you the courage to leave under the gaze of the "Undead King"? Anderson was speechless for a moment.

While muttering to himself, "Don't stop me, I'm going to jump ship," he left the cabin and went straight to the bottom of the gazebo.


Theoretically speaking, "Undead King" Agaritu, or "Death", should have sensed my malice and sensed the danger from me. Then, will they come to attack? Will you believe that I am at this level, and there is no help, or suspect that some strong person who can interfere with the premonition of danger has intervened? Klein withdrew his gaze from the door, and once again looked out at the sea.

After a while, he suddenly felt something, quickly turned on his spiritual vision, and looked sideways.

The tall bone messenger drilled out from the surface of the floor, and the black flames in the eye sockets danced slightly.

It only showed its upper body, so it wasn't much taller than Klein. It looked at Klein at the same level, and handed out the letter paper it was holding.

Mr. Ards replied quickly this time... Klein nodded politely, and took the neatly folded paper.

When the Bone Messenger disintegrated and disappeared, he unfolded the letter paper with the sunlight outside the window: "... I am glad that you have been promoted, your travel experience is more interesting than I imagined.

"That sea area is indeed very dangerous. I vaguely remember that it may be related to the source of the cataclysm. As for why the ancient god of death has the breath left there, I am not very clear.

"I will remember your reminder. I will not enter that sea area until my memory is completely restored. The ravings of the 'True Creator' are not pleasant.

"I'm a bit interested in the ring in the hands of 'Admiral of Hell', but I've been entangled in a past event recently, and it may take some time before I can visit him..."

Seeing this, Klein couldn't help showing a smile on his face:

Write back to Mr. Ards next time and tell him that I have a way to lock the location of "Admiral of Hell" Ludwell. When he asks him to visit, he must bring me with him. Too bad, I haven't been divining the whereabouts of the murloc sleeve nails recently. I don't know if Ludwell has discovered it, and if he has already thrown it away... Well, after confirming that the "Death" will not chase after it, I will go to the gray mist for divination...

Moving his eyes, Klein continued to read: "The ancient documents obtained from Katerina did mention the man-made God of Death. To put it simply, the royal family of the Balam Empire in the past is now the high-level of the Spiritual Church. The sage came alive suddenly, and got inspiration from the example of having a personality, hoping to make the same situation happen to the god of death, which is only a concept at present.

"This is possible, because the extraordinary is immortal, and the fall of the god of death does not mean that the corresponding characteristics and authority are completely lost. They still exist, but they have returned to the concept and abstraction, and the state is like the earliest 'hidden sage'.

"From those documents, the corresponding research has not made any breakthroughs, but that was hundreds of years ago...

"The Sequence 4 potion corresponding to 'Seer' is called 'Crafting Mage'. Antigonus and the powerful members of the Zaratul family left a deep impression on me. Even though I have forgotten the details now, I can still recall it That feeling of being a little scared.

"I don't know exactly where you can get the formula and materials. Maybe you can consider switching to a similar path. In this regard, I have recalled that the one you can choose is the Sequence 4 'Mystic Mage' of the 'apprentice' path. Sequence 4 'Parasite' of the 'Thief' pathway, but I vaguely remember that these three pathways should be Sequence 3 to be interchangeable..."

Sure enough... The only hope left is "Magic Mirror" Arrods... Klein forced the corners of his mouth to show a smile.

After reading the reply, he took out a pen and paper, and scribbled down some of the content he had just thought up, and asked about the specific definition of "mythical creature" by the way.

He was not in a hurry to summon the messenger, put down the paper and pen, and prepared for the "Death" to appear, and then sent the letter with the content of asking for help. Maybe we can wait until Mr. Ards travels through the spirit world to come to the rescue. At that time, the two of them will join forces, and there is hope to mention the "Death Call".

The reason why he didn't write it in advance is because the "demon" can sense danger and won't come again. Of course, Klein doesn't know whether the other party can detect the specific content of the current maliciousness. JrNovels.com