The Black Tulip… Admiral Hell Ludwell… This is jumping out of the frying pan and into the fire… Aren’t we a little too unlucky? Floating in midair, Klein was the first to discover the approaching ship. He couldn’t help but turn his head to look down at Anderson, who was wielding his pitch-black sword and seriously observing the monster.

Anderson quickly returned the gaze in puzzlement. As he remained wary against the grayish-black flesh which could shoot out at any moment, he asked, “The look you are giving me is very strange. Did something happen again…”

Just as he said that, he reflexively shut his mouth and sensed something. With a leap, he dodged the monster’s splintered body which was making his fingernails rapidly grow. He quickly arrived at the other side of the ship.

As he straightened his back, Anderson suddenly hissed.

“Admiral Hell…”

He wasn’t a good person. As a pirate admiral who was infamous for killing indiscriminately, he didn’t have any psychological burdens when it came to earning profit by “fishing” in troubled waters.

Once he weighed the situation and realized that he could use the powerful monster to finish off Admiral of Stars and everyone on the Future while also receiving tremendous spoils of war, he would definitely take action!

My bad luck hasn’t decreased at all. It has only switched to a lump sum withdrawal? Anderson’s expression warped, it was a mystery on whether he was crying or laughing.

At the same time, the corresponding information surfaced in Klein’s mind.

Just the bounty placed on Admiral Hell Ludwell’s head by Loen alone had reached 55,000 pounds!

He was an extremely powerful member of the Seven Pirate Admirals, the one with the highest bounty among the Seven Pirate Admirals!

His flagship, the Black Tulip, didn’t have many pirates living on it. Most of the jobs were left to undead creatures or the spirit world creatures he controlled.

He killed indiscriminately, but he didn’t have a sick fetish for killing. All he did was seriously complete his job of sending living creatures to hell.

He had all kinds of connections with the Numinous Episcopate. The rumors state that he possesses a ring left behind by the ancient Death!

While Klein and Anderson were looking at the Black Tulip, the golden brooch on Cattleya’s robe began to emit a pure bright light instead of blinding sunlight.

In front of the captain’s cabin was a blurry figure that was rapidly increasing in length.

It was filled with the silence and serenity of a specter’s aura, but it also emitted a warmth resembling sunlight.

This was an extraordinarily incongruent existence. It was as though a wraith had been created out of Sun Holy Water!

both holy

its arms as it flew out

sounded out. The Sun Wraith and the grayish-black flesh canceled each other out as they

Stars’s eyes flowed as the brooch brightened. It quickly produced another Sun Wraith outside the window of the captain’s cabin as it pounced

Bloodless Heath Doyle protected Frank, Nina, and the other sailors. He used

Black Tulip’s speed was faster than Klein had anticipated. In seconds, it had entered a range which was cause for

down and stopped to the side. It didn’t seem to be aware of what had

Future’s airspace. It had ghastly-pale eye whites as

a telescope? After a momentary pause, Klein drew his revolver with his right

to directly fire was the choice that matched his persona the best. But at this moment, Admiral Hell Ludwell had yet to show any signs of animosity. He might have qualms about the faction

nearly transparent illusory eye vanished. A distance

leather armor, busily controlled the sails while pale zombies patrolled the area with cutlasses in hand. The latter were observing their surroundings with green burning eyes. Shadows, wraiths, and all

Vision, the Black Tulip only had one living person. It was the man dressed like

white shirt and a heavy and magnificent brown coat. The ox-hide belt which held his white tights had a

hidden within. The holes that depicted his eyes, nose, and mouth had cold

the rumored image of Admiral Hell

second mate, third mate, and boatswain? Klein was first surprised at the lack of living personnel on the Black Tulip before quickly

minimum number of personnel were used to enter these waters. Admiral Hell Ludwell didn’t let his “weak” subordinates follow him. After all,

Black Tulip clearly turned around and aimed its starboard side

Admiral Hell Ludwell touched his silver

came close, producing splashes; others overshot and fell somewhere

was a calibration

Tulip produced a second volley

the target of the cannonballs,

they accurately flew out

Boom! Boom! Boom!

scattered, it was as though dozens of fireworks were set on

Pyromaniac’s powers are very useful at sea. It’s a mystic version of a ballistic missile defense system. However, this is because Anderson is the Strongest Hunter and has already reached Sequence 5. If it were Danitz, there’s no way he could block them all. It would be pretty impressive if he could trigger half of them… Sigh, when I use Flame Controlling, I can only deal with one cannonball at

between the two gigantic sailboats which was dyed with golden sunlight rapidly turned black. It didn’t look like ink, but the darkest night without

out their palms which had rotten flesh dangling from them as dark red

kinds of undead creatures floated on the surface of the sea in dense

obliterating the grayish-black flesh, and he knew that Admiral of Stars was at a critical moment in

that spread outwards to prevent the invasion of the undead army, he was surprised to see Gehrman Sparrow turn around and

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