Chapter 328: The Battle of the Sealed Artifact

Sss... The dark red longsword pierced through the white silk scarf.

At the very last moment, Klein had replaced his body with an ordinary Paper Figurine; however, since this was Senor's first time experiencing such a bizarre state, although he was also struggling to break free from the painting's restraint, he was still a split second slower than Klein.

This was a moment of life and death.

The dark red longsword pierced through the white silk scarf, and also pierced through the Paper Figurine and the Wraith on the scarf.

And this was a "Fatal Attack"!

Gurgle... Fresh blood spurted out; Senor's heart had been pierced.

"How could this be..." Senor's body gradually broke free from the painting's restraint and appeared in the Real World, the dark red longsword deeply embedded in his body, stealing away all his vitality.

"The 'Admiral of Blood' is dead!" Klein applied the principle of an "Air Cannon" to his shout, and this sentence rang out in everyone's ears like a gunshot.

The various crowds reacted differently; the pirates under the "Admiral of Blood" had extremely ugly expressions, because they had not heard any denial from the "Admiral of Blood."

Meanwhile, Leonard and his group, who had been under siege by many pirates, also relaxed.

A trace of surprise flashed across Edwina's slightly pale face; this was a bit earlier than she had imagined.

In the very next instant, the water surface beneath the ship she was on suddenly shattered, and Klein jumped out from it, arriving at this large ship where the Blood-Venerating Cultists were concentrated.

"You!" Klein's arrival caused the expressions of the group of Blood-Venerating Cultists to change in shock.

Senor was dead, which meant that the "Apostle of Desire" who had gone to provide support must also be dead!

Now that two such powerful Beyonders had come to kill, could they resist?

"You forced my hand!" The "Apostle of Desire," who had already manifested his demon true form on the ship, took out a box from behind him.

This box was the size of a human head and was actually a Magical Item, covered in strange and evil runes, possessing the effect of a Seal.

At the same time, Klein and Edwina both frowned as they looked at the box, thinking of something.

The Blood Sect's influence in the Rosed Islands was not weak, and now that most of these Beyonders had gathered here, it was highly probable that there was an accumulation of Blood Sect Sealed Artifacts here!

The "Apostle of Desire" directly slashed his own wrist, and the spurting blood splattered all over the surface of the evil box.

Suddenly, Klein and Edwina both made their moves; one directly smashed down a giant fireball comparable to a "Purification Cannon," while the other arrived in front of the "Apostle of Desire" via Flame Jump, thrusting the dark red longsword in his hand.

Both attacks were extremely fierce; if it were an ordinary Sequence 5, they would have to avoid their edge, otherwise, even being heavily injured would be considered a good outcome.

Hum!

The box opened completely, and a wisp of evil aura crawled out from it.

Klein's expression changed slightly, feeling that the dark red longsword had suddenly lost its corresponding target.

Instead, that wisp of evil aura lunged toward Klein like an arrow.

Sss!

Klein's body suddenly darkened and turned into a Paper Figurine, which was pierced through by the evil aura, and under the effect of the evil aura, the Paper Figurine annihilated as if it were rusting.

"It is the 'Puppet's' Curse." Edwina's fireball had already arrived, enveloping half the ship's Blood-Venerating Cultists, and she also recognized the source of that evil aura.

Her eyes flashed with the light of wisdom, seeing the true form of the object inside the box through the evil aura.

"'Puppet' is a Sequence 4 of the 'Prisoner' Pathway." Incidentally, this pirate admiral also gave Klein a lesson, "They are adept at curses and controlling inanimate objects."

Klein nodded slightly and looked at the box; the "Apostle of Desire's" blood kept flowing out and splashing onto the box, and at this moment, the box was also completely opened.

Crawling out from that box was a strangely shaped puppet.

In Klein's words, it looked like a big-headed doll, extremely creepy.

The puppet's eyes were blood-red, as if stained by the "Apostle of Desire's" fresh blood.

"Very dangerous!" Edwina gave a warning, then took a headband out of her pocket and put it on her head.

Klein's eyelid twitched as he saw the eye on the headband.

Sure enough, Edwina had also prepared for this situation long ago.

The eye on the headband was a dead gray; the moment he looked at it, Klein had the illusion of seeing Mr. Azik's eyes.

This was a Demigod-level Sealed Artifact of the "Death" Pathway!

As expected of a great collector, to have such a collection.

The puppet's big head turned, glanced at the "Apostle of Desire," its mouth split open to its earlobes, laughing silently, and then it looked at Edwina and Klein, suddenly letting out a Wraith Scream!

Klein sealed his own Spirituality and hearing, entering a state of being "deaf and blind," avoiding most of the damage, while the eye on Edwina's headband suddenly opened, locking gazes with the puppet.

"Sss!" Klein suddenly felt that the wooden planks beneath his feet had gained life and were full of malice toward him.

He instantly understood what that so-called "controlling inanimate objects" meant.

"I will pin it down; you go kill that 'Apostle of Desire'." Influenced by the headband on her head, Edwina's tone became cold.

"Leave it to me." Klein nodded lightly.

Edwina stepped forward twice, and the eye on the headband suddenly erupted with a dim light; within that dim light, the puppet also attempted to crush Edwina through characteristics like "Curse" and "Possession."

The two were temporarily in a stalemate.

Klein looked at the "Apostle of Desire"; he was very weak, because summoning and using this evil Sealed Artifact had come at a significant price.

However, at this moment, there were over a dozen demons standing in front of him, each manifesting their demon true form, strange and bizarre, the scene extremely grotesque.

"Heh! Does it look good?" Klein flicked his wrist and used a magician's technique to conjure the Arrodes Mirror.

"It does not look good, Master, what do you think?" Arrodes and Klein were practically connected in Spirituality, asking its own question.

Klein did not intend to answer, revealing a kind smile.

He also had quite a few good things on him.

Bayam, inside an ordinary residential house not far from the Governor-General's office.

In the spacious basement, candles were burning quietly.

They illuminated an old man praying devoutly at an altar; this old man had a brownish complexion, deep wrinkles on his face, and sparse white hair, with only a few strands left.

"Senor is dead, the Blood-Venerating Cultists are exposed."

The old man suddenly saw the candle flame flicker, learning the latest news.

"Do we need to go provide support? Otherwise..."

Everyone will die.

Someone capable of killing Senor at sea is also very likely to be able to wipe out the entire fleet and slaughter every Blood-Venerating Cultist.

And one of the conditions for the Blood Sect to be incorporated into the Rose School of Thought was a safe evacuation.

"The 'Devil' of the Rosed Islands has already gone." The candlelight flickered once more.

I am asking you, my dear readers, for a half-day leave; with the New Year approaching, there is a bit too much to do at home, and I cannot keep up with the writing...