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 windows or balconies to observe. It was also at this moment when the ordinary nobles who

undulating shouts, they were unsure of what exactly happened. All they knew was that

Wilson clenched his jaw and ran out of Duke Negan’s mansion, following the path of the municipal

to miss this opportunity, no matter how small

a voice which was carried to him by the wind, “There’s no need to continue the

Cardinal Snake… Alger stopped after just running a few steps forward. He turned to

many storm symbols, floating above the

to where

neared his position, he made use of his Seafarer abilities

serious. His exposed

his gaze and

his eyes. On the

unique wide jaw, his brown hair was tied in

Qilangos!

Rear Admiral Hurricane Qilangos!

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

suddenly saw Qilangos’s face rot rapidly. It oozed a yellow-green

Pat! Pat! Pat!

that was left of Qilangos’s face was a skull, his two vacant eyeballs fell from their

fell apart completely. His clothes draped over his rotting flesh and white bones

Pirate Admirals,

into Alger’s mind. It made him

What was happening?

Didn’t Qilangos escape successfully?

die so simply, yet so mysteriously

encounter, for him to lose his life in such

a Sequence 6 Wind-blessed, the owner of

Who did it?

was the motive

as countless ideas flooded Alger’s mind, he heard Spellsinger of God,

there anyone else who

at Qilangos’s remains and

to you the moment I found

it wasn’t for the fact that Ace Snake had gone for a walk along the Tussock River, forcing me to spend time finding him, Qilangos might not have even escaped Duke

of a High-Sequence Beyonder. He could only respectfully and humbly continue, “The personnel who received the information directly even sacrificed himself for it, and no one opened the letter during its transfer, I can vouch

the source of this information. Since we could learn

formulated some guesses about who

any information leaks, there’s no need to kill him… If it were

for his bill proposal in September, so there are abundant opportunities. Other than Qilangos himself, there’s no one who

prayed to Mr. Fool to relay the information the moment she

shocked as he thought of

struck was Mr. Fool’s

be in Backlund

more Alger felt

members and subordinates of the Tarot Club could’ve received

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