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After escaping the Devil's range of control over emotions and desires, Leyton finally stopped ascending. He gazed into the distance, looking towards the Golden Dream, which was rapidly moving away from this sea area.
Although I can't tell the authenticity of the two "Death Announcer" ships without establishing a mystical connection, The Fool above the Gray Fog can.
As soon as the thought surfaced in his mind, he immediately chanted The Fool's honorific name:
"The Fool who doesn't belong to this era; the Mysterious Ruler above the Gray Fog; the King of Yellow and Black Who Wields Good Luck."
"I pray to You;
I pray for Your gaze, I pray for the power to change the weather."
On the White Agate, Klein's ears were suddenly filled with layers of prayers, somewhat illusory and indistinct, making it hard to hear clearly, but he could roughly tell it was a young male.
"Little Sun or Moon? Or has Alger already started fighting the Admiral of Blood?"
Muttering to himself, he got up and entered the washroom.
After locking the washroom door behind him and setting up a wall of spirituality around him to block any potential prying from Danitz and Bugs Bunny, he quickly took four counter-clockwise steps and arrived above the Gray Fog.
When he saw the deep red star representing the White Tower glowing, he immediately extended his spirituality and touched that deep red star.
Crimson light surged out like a tide, quickly condensing into a scene:
Leyton, surrounded by specks of starlight, moved at high speed in the air, with spears wreathed in golden flames shooting out beside him, increasing the distance between him and the huge Demon behind him.
Below was a vast ocean, with only one ship reflecting golden light under the Sun moving away.
Klein's gaze fell below the sea surface. In his vision, a dark black, full of defilement and Degeneration, was wriggling beneath that sea area.
"Is this entire area within the influence of 'Death Announcer'?"
Klein pondered for a moment, then focused his attention on the sea surface below, wanting to find the true location of the Death Announcer.
The two most concentrated areas of dark black were indistinguishable as primary or secondary. Or could it be that both could be the main body?
Klein frowned slightly. If that was the case, he was helpless.
Suddenly, he perceived a gaze. The other party seemed to be searching for something. Following his intuition, he locked his gaze onto the sea area below the Golden Dream.
The Death Announcer sensed my gaze from above the Gray Fog, and it was searching for the source of this gaze, but it probably couldn't find it.
It seems the rumors are very likely true: between the King of Immortality and "Death Announcer," perhaps Death Announcer is the dominant party.
While deep in thought, he had already picked up the peculiar crown covered in rust and bloodstains from the table. He waved his hand, beckoning a paper figure from a nearby pile of sundries.
He leveraged a bit of the power of the space above the Gray Fog, shaking out the paper figure, which transformed into a tall angel with twelve pairs of flaming wings and crimson armor, and merged into the deep red star representing Leyton.
At the same time, he tightly gripped the peculiar crown in his hand, waiting for Leyton to choose a battleground before using this Conqueror characteristic to help him change the weather and create a suitable battlefield.
Leyton, who was currently pulling away from Agalito behind him, suddenly saw a thick, grayish-white mist surge before his eyes, understanding that Klein had already responded. He gently rubbed his fingers, using a pre-prepared spell.
An invisible curtain fell, and his figure and aura abruptly vanished from the surroundings.
Agalito, whose body was fully demonized, cautiously stopped his pursuit. The huge, curved goat horns on his head flickered with eerie light.
Vibrant colors appeared on it, showing a burning flame state, and the reddish-light blue flames swirling around his body also pulsated with a strange rhythm.
The power of emotions and desires permeated the surroundings; all creatures within a certain range would inevitably fall into a state of hallucination.
Leyton, separated by Concealment, saw the image of a tall angel with twelve pairs of flaming wings and crimson armor in his eyes. This angel enveloped him layer by layer with its burning wings.
In an instant, Leyton felt much better. The restless emotions and desires that had been temporarily suppressed by reason were grafted to an unknown place.
"The Death Announcer's split entities have no primary or secondary distinction; the split entity carrying its autonomous consciousness is over at the Golden Dream."
Having no primary or secondary distinction is a unique ability of the Blatherer characteristic on the Death Announcer; it surprisingly didn't disappear even after becoming a Sealed Artifact.
While pondering, Leyton used the Mystical Reenactment "Emperor's New Clothes" on himself, becoming something that simply didn't exist.
Then he lifted his Concealment state, thus exposing himself to Agalito's ability's influence, yet smiling at the King of Immortality, completely unaffected.
He raised his hand and opened a "Door" in the air, his figure quickly disappearing into it.
The next moment, pale blue fireballs, emanating a strong sulfurous smell, swept across the position where Leyton had just appeared, without causing a single ripple.
On the deck of the Golden Dream, a pale blue light rippled, and a "Door" opened.
This was a coordinate he had pre-set on the Golden Dream. Within a certain range, he could freely activate the coordinate, open a "Door," and quickly teleport himself over.
Leyton quickly flew out from the other side of the "Door." He reminded Edwina:
"The Death Announcer is below the sea surface. Be careful of attacks."
Then, surrounded by specks of starlight, he quickly ascended into the sky, and at the same time, he once again chanted The Fool's honorific name, expressing his desire for stormy weather.
This time, Klein's response was swift. As he ascended higher, the originally clear sky quickly turned gloomy.
Dark clouds gradually enveloped the entire sea surface.
Rumble!
As a lightning bolt flashed, thunder roared in the sky, and raindrops began to fall.
Leyton stretched out his hand and dragged it through the air; a spear rapidly formed in his hand.
The spearhead was engraved with mystical symbols, and the shaft resembled a branch. This was the unmissable spear "Gungnir," condensed from Mystical Reenactment.
His gaze fell upon the sea surface, and purple light appeared in his eyes. He quickly locked onto the "Death Announcer" hidden beneath the sea.
The "Death Announcer" could not break through the protection of the paper-man angel and establish a connection with him, so naturally, it could not exert any influence.
The next moment, he threw the "Gungnir" in his hand.
A bright streak, like a flash of lightning, appeared in the air and plunged into the sea.
Beneath the sea, shadows and a streak of light seemed to be darting rapidly.
Illusory, ethereal blathering suddenly echoed throughout this sea area. Even Leyton, high in the sky, felt his head grow heavy.
On the Golden Dream, peculiar runes lit up and then extinguished.
All crew members fell into an inevitable state of hallucination, and the emotions and desires in their hearts began to grow.
A sacred, bright, pure, and warm light descended from the sky, instantly enveloping the entire Golden Dream, pulling everyone out of their hallucinatory state.
Outside the captain's cabin, pale blue light swirled in Edwina's eyes.
"Purification!" She softly uttered in Dragonese.
A pale blue light, like water, with shimmering specks, radiated outward from her center.
Strange pattern inscriptions glowed on the hull of the Golden Dream, encompassing the pale blue light on the ship, constantly echoing.
Washing away the fluctuating emotions and desires within the crew members, again and again.
On the sea surface, various emotions and desires instantly condensed into illusory, viscous black liquid.
These liquids seemed like the embodiment of the darkest, most unspeakable desires in human hearts, sweeping around with a contaminating posture, surging towards the Golden Dream.
Zzzzt!
A dazzling, bright electric light descended from the sky, like a long spear thrown from the clouds, plunging directly into the sea.
The viscous black liquid on the sea surface froze for a moment, then churned upward continuously with flashes of electric light.
In two or three seconds, a huge sailboat made of dark, viscous liquid emerged from the sea, and the blathering, full of defilement and Degeneration, resounded throughout this sea area.
Leyton, floating high in the sky, retracted his throwing gesture. A faint golden hue stained his body, isolating most of the blathering's influence.
Then, he reached out into the air, making a grasping and pulling motion. Sheets of pale yellow paper fell from the Spirit World, floating around Leyton.
He casually sprinkled a handful of iron-black powder, and the surrounding pale yellow paper quickly turned metallic.
The lightning in the dark clouds above the sky flickered more frequently, almost continuously, illuminating this sea area with a pale, translucent glow.
Leyton slightly closed his eyes. He raised his hands, half-open, and his own spirituality diffused outwards.
A whirlwind swept through, carrying some powdered wood from Leyton's body into the air.
The lightning in the clouds above seemed to be drawn by some unknown attraction, falling one after another, becoming more and more numerous, and more and more dense.
Rings of lightning crackled in the air.
The next moment, he reopened his eyes, pale blue light swirling, reflecting the constantly leaping lightning around him, appearing both sacred and dangerous.
"This kind of bare-handed railgun operation is more suited for the Savant Pathway."
His murmur was swallowed by the surrounding lightning; even Klein, observing this scene from above the Gray Fog, didn't hear it clearly.
Immediately, he abruptly made a downward pulling motion with his half-raised hands.
The surrounding metallic pale yellow papers, carrying leaping electric arcs, were pulled by an invisible force, falling from high altitude, and then accelerated by the powerful electromagnetic field formed by the restrained lightning.
They transformed into fleeting streaks of electric light, falling simultaneously, striking the "Death Announcer" below, which was covered in dark, viscous liquid.
Each streak of electric light was a railgun.
The massive attack was mostly absorbed by the illusory, viscous black liquid on the "Death Announcer," but the enormous impact still prevented the "Death Announcer" from moving forward and showed signs of capsizing.
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