Qilangos lost his pursuers with the help of the wind after crossing a man-made lake.

He surveyed his surroundings, intending to create the illusion that he had entered a ditch to escape into the Tussock River before turning to the financial center of Backlund, the Hillston Borough.

At that moment, his field of vision suddenly blurred. He saw the colors around him saturate in the darkness.

The green trees became greener, their red fruits even redder. The dark blackness of the water became darker. Everything appeared to be splashed with pastel paint.

Under the sky where the crimson moon was obscured, there were many indescribable, transparent figures, as well as different lustrous splendors that contained mysterious knowledge.

Qilangos found himself coming to a halt as he floated in midair. Beneath his feet, dark water continually rose towards him. Under the water were pale white palms, reaching out for him.

Not good! Qilangos realized that he had been ambushed.

And the ambusher was definitely not weak!

A giant humanoid skeleton suddenly appeared before him. The monster was four meters tall, and burning in its eye sockets were pitch black flames. The bones on its body were blurry and illusory.

Qilangos gave his enemy an expressionless look as he let out a sneer.

At the same time, the glove on his left hand released a radiant light, appearing as if it was cast out of pure gold.

Qilangos leaned back and spread his arms wide, as though he was trying to hug the sun.

A bolt of pure, burning brilliance descended from the sky, enveloping the giant skeleton. The pastel-like world quaked in response, and the pale hands under the dark water evaporated one by one.

This was the Beyonder powers of the Priest of Light!

It was a Beyonder power from the Sun Sequence pathway!

It was the nemesis of the undead!

The radiant pillar of light dissipated, and the pitch black flames of the giant skeleton instantly extinguished. It then turned transparent as it disintegrated in the air.

Before Qilangos had the time to use the abilities of the Priest of Light to dispel the pastel-like world, his expression abruptly turned rigid.

He saw another giant skeleton appear to his left. It was also four meters tall, its eyes burning with a black flame, identical to the monster from before.

Immediately following that, the same skeletal monster appeared around Qilangos, one after another. One, two, three… there were more than a hundred of them!

More than a hundred pairs of burning black flames cast their gaze onto their target at the same time.

Underneath him, the dark water surface rose higher, almost coming into contact with Qilangos’s feet.

Pale white hands extended outward, flailing them around constantly, as though they were grabbing at a life-saving straw.

“Spread out and pursue him. Try to corner him,” Instructed the Cardinal—Ace Snake. He conjured a typhoon and took to the air, flying toward the direction where Qilangos had fled.

the rest didn’t join the ranks of Mandated Punishers in consideration of their statuses; instead, they stood at the windows or balconies to observe. It was also at this moment when the ordinary nobles who

shouts, they were unsure of what exactly happened.

Duke Negan’s mansion, following the path of the municipal garden into the Hillston

willing to miss this opportunity, no matter how small the hope

voice which was carried to him by the

the pursuit? The voice of Cardinal Snake… Alger stopped after just running a few steps forward. He turned to look into the sky,

saw Cardinal Snake, who was wearing a black robe adorned with many storm

creased his brows and sped over to where the Cardinal was without considering the

neared his position, he made use of his Seafarer abilities to get a clearer

his posture made it evident that he was serious. His exposed white hair that peeked out from under his

retracted his gaze and ran out

moonlight suddenly appeared in his eyes. On the pond’s surface, a tall figure was floating

his brown hair was tied in a ponytail. His

Qilangos!

Rear Admiral Hurricane Qilangos!

then he felt both surprise and joy. He couldn’t believe his eyes.

suddenly saw Qilangos’s face rot rapidly. It oozed a yellow-green liquid, his flesh

Pat! Pat! Pat!

of Qilangos’s face was a skull, his two vacant eyeballs fell from their sockets and onto the ground beside

His clothes draped over his rotting flesh and white

the Seven Pirate Admirals, Qilangos,

was etched deeply into Alger’s mind. It made

What was happening?

Didn’t Qilangos escape successfully?

die so simply,

to lose his

Wind-blessed, the

Who did it?

the motive for

he heard Spellsinger of God, Ace Snake’s, charismatic

anyone else who

calmed down. He glanced at Qilangos’s remains

reported the information to you the moment

Ace Snake had gone for a walk along the

who received the

of this information. Since we could learn of it, others

he formulated some guesses about who killed Rear Admiral Hurricane

need to kill him… If it were me, I would get

in September, so there are abundant opportunities. Other than Qilangos himself, there’s no one who can correctly predict when he would strike. U-unless that person was

Fool to relay the information the moment she noticed a problem. There was no

shocked as

struck was Mr. Fool’s

to be in Backlund and thus lent a

the more Alger felt that this guess

Tarot Club could’ve received the information

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