Mystery: The High-Dimensional Overlooker.

"Intis, Roen, Lundberg." The true creator pressed his right hand on the armrest beside him and leaned forward slightly:

"This time, I will use the method of herding to take back their extraordinary characteristics. If the 'Lord of Mysteries' can truly appear, I will no longer have to risk becoming a God. When the 'Lord of Mysteries' appears, I will hand over the 'White Tower' to the High-Dimensional Overlooker."

Ourolius raised his eyes and blinked slightly and imperceptibly.

"Lord, this is fine for you - please forgive my blasphemy." Medici said eagerly: "No matter what you become, you are my Lord and you are my sun."

"...Ha." The True Creator chuckled and patted Medici on the shoulder.

If He had a choice, why would He want to be the ruthless "Omniscient and Almighty"?

If he had a choice, why would he want his humanity to be swallowed up by divinity, leaving only the strongest part of it?

If He had a choice, why would He want others to take on His original responsibilities and become the "Lord of Mysteries" before "God"?

He is the ancient sun god and a remnant of the previous era. Doesn't he want to preserve his memory?

You know, when the spirit world no longer remembers the existence of the old times, only they can retain that era in their memories for a moment.

"It's time for us to continue migrating with them." The True Creator closed his eyes.

"Medici, I'll give you one year. Can you train an army to rival Intis?"

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Klein, whose clothes were all wet, opened the door expressionlessly and walked out from a relatively hidden place. Following him were Maric and Leonard, as well as the "living creatures" rushing out with the sea water. Corpse" crew.

Klein asked the zombies following him to cover up his scars. After calculating how much it would cost to stay in a hotel with them all, Klein was once again heartbroken.

If I had known this earlier, I would have asked Gao Wei to find someone to help make a magical item that could accommodate these zombies during the Chinese New Year. I remember such items being very common in time travel, so they should be able to be made...

The answer is yes, but for the current level of mystical manufacturing in the extraordinary world, ordinary extraordinary people really can't make this kind of equipment with the ability of "large amounts of storage". At most, they can rely on the characteristics of spiritual world creatures. Create some simple "safes" for storing spiritual materials.

Of course, this is not necessarily the case for external gods. The favored ones of the Super Star Lord and the favored ones of the high-dimensional overlookers are both capable of making items like this. When the time comes, such magical items will be lost in the extraordinary world, which may be a dimensionality reduction blow to the sales of other magical items. .

According to an anonymous scientist named Gao Wei, this is called "knowledge is power."

"Maric, take them to the hotel." Klein said in a low voice to Maric beside him.

"Be careful, don't let other people discover the abnormality on them."

"Some of the crew members' wounds are too obvious to be covered up—they're from previous naval battles," Maric said helplessly. Klein was silent for a moment and sighed.

"Ask for their opinions. If there are those who are willing to be laid to rest, send them to the church and let the pastor rest their souls."

Maintaining his German Sparrow form, he spoke a few more words.

Why the hell should I ask their opinions... Maric wanted to curse in his heart, but when he turned around, he saw some zombie crew members with a glimmer of hope in their eyes, and he was suddenly speechless.

"I understand." Maric nodded his head heavily, and he immediately reflected. He knew that his previous actions seemed to be inconsistent with the purpose of "temperance".

Seeing that Maric understood what he meant, Klein nodded and looked at Maric in front of him:

"I remember that your 'living corpse' potion has been digested, right?"

"Your next sequence is, 'Resentful Soul'?"

Chapter 154 Ambush

Captain Sparrow, what does this mean... Maric immediately fell into speculation after hearing Klein's words. After thinking for a while, Maric remembered that "Blood Admiral" Senior was also a member of the Rose School.

The only difference is that Maric is a "temperance" member of the Rose School of thought, while Senior is an "indulgence member" of the Rose school of thought.

Could it be that the captain is preparing to hunt the "Blood Admiral"?

Without asking any more questions, Maric just nodded and prepared to settle the living corpse crew members who had nowhere to put them.

Klein watched Maric go away, while he pressed the captain's hat on his head - long ago, he had placed the captain's coat on top of the gray fog, and now he was only wearing close-fitting clothing. Wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his face, he looked somewhat elegant at first glance.

The captain's hat on his head is a prop used for "fishing". What they are fishing for are not extraordinary people, but pirate captains who want to take advantage of others.

Because these pirate captains know that attacking such people will not attract too much attention from the official Beyonders - in this place where pirates are rampant, the official Beyonders are also happy to see such things happening far away from civilians.

However, the cold eyes of "German Sparrow" and the corners of his mouth that were often pursed and rarely smiled made people feel that he was a person who was difficult to approach.

As Klein walked forward, he noticed that some pedestrians subconsciously avoided his path. This made Klein laugh bitterly inwardly as he continued his roleplay.

The only person they fear is Gehrman Sparrow, the crazy sea adventurer and ghost ship captain. The character I play isn't me, Klein... This is also one of the rules of playing the "Faceless Man"...

As this thought emerged, Klein felt a strange sensation: it was as if he was using the body of "German Sparrow" to play in the human world. German was him, but he was not German.

After aligning his mindset with this role-playing code, Klein felt his potion digestion speed noticeably increase. However, he couldn't help but feel a sense of caution in his heart:

I must not mistakenly believe that the thoughts in this game world originate from myself, otherwise, I may make my mental state closer to the one at the top of the sequence because of my role...

The "Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun" who plays the human world...

As Klein thought about this, he looked around, observing the various customs and practices that were different from those in the Kingdom of Loen.

Bayam was a key base for the Loen Kingdom's colonial rule in the Sonia Sea. Many powerful official Beyonders were stationed there, including the "Sea King" Yan Cotman, who was in charge of this area.

"Let's divine a place where I might encounter someone related to the 'Blood Admiral'..." Klein casually tossed the gold coins in his hand, and couldn't help but hope that someone would give him gold pounds.

As the leader of the Aurora Society who holds the true Creator's holy relic "Creeping Hunger" - according to the current division of the Aurora Society, Klein can even be called the Archbishop of the Aurora Church. It is precisely because of this that Klein, who is at Sequence Six, is quite confident that he can defeat most powerful enemies at the same Sequence.

If you prepare in advance and use some other forces, you can even kill some Sequence Fives with stronger combat capabilities. It was like he was in a sneak attack, and Klein even directly killed Mr. X of the Aurora Society.

Klein put down his cane lightly, and watched as the cane in his hand fell towards the pier.He frowned suddenly, because the place the cane was pointing to was right beside him.

How could it be such a coincidence? Why are these pirates gathering at the docks? Has my divination been interfered with, or are they preparing to carry out some action?

Klein quickly unfurled his frowned eyebrows, but he was even more cautious in his actions. He handed his cane to his left hand and held the revolver in his gun pouch with his right hand.

After making his preparations, he walked inside. Klein pushed open the unmarked door of the room. It was a tavern, filled with the scent of drunks and the strong aroma of "Lilangqi".

There are a lot of people gathered here!

Klein quickly made this judgment in his mind. He knew that the pirate group belonging to "Admiral Blood" in front of him seemed to be gathering here and planning something.

I'm in danger now... Feeling the gazes directed at me, Klein was silent for a moment.

If his personality were to prevail, he would have immediately used a "Flame Leap" and a "Flash" to turn around and run. Under the siege of so many Beyonders, even he wasn't sure he could escape unscathed.

But he is not Klein Moretti now, he is now playing the role of German Sparrow, a crazy adventurer on the sea and captain of the ghost ship.

And Hermann would not run away.

In order to act more realistically, Klein gritted his teeth and glanced forward with cold eyes, making eye contact with the burly man in front of him who looked like a pirate leader.

He slightly released the feeling of crazy hunger contained in the "squirming hunger" in his hands as a deterrent.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, imitating Amon's usual smile to put pressure on several people from his facial expressions.

"Where's the bartender?"

Klein's eyes moved slightly, moving to the pirate in front of him. The pirate didn't dare to look at him and subconsciously moved away.

Klein sneered, ignored the gazes of the other pirates, and sat directly next to the bar on the inside:

"A glass of Southwell beer."

Klein lowered his voice and popped a coin out of his hand.

Behind him, "Iron" Maiviti, the second mate of "Blood Admiral" Senior, had a rather grim expression. He mercilessly slapped the pirate who had just moved aside. Although the pirate took the slap, he dared not resist and could only walk back in a meek manner.

"What should we do later? Are we still going to hunt the 'Flame'?" A shrewd-looking pirate next to him approached "Steel" Maiviti and asked him in a low voice.

"This opportunity is rare now. We can't give up. Hehe, 'Blaze' will be more vigilant next time." "Steel" McVitie glanced at the man sitting at the bar drinking beer with some fear. Klein and several of his subordinates beside him ordered:

"Go sit next to him and don't let him interfere with our plans."

"How about..." There was a hint of cruelty in this shrewd pirate's eyes.

"Steel" shook his head cautiously.

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Gao Wei walked among the charred ruins and picked up a spiked white dagger that was placed on it. He felt the pollution of "Poseidon" Kavituwa contained in it, and cut it with one hand. Crush it.

He let the pollution flow into his body, and after the pollution flowed into his body, he stepped out without stopping and disappeared on the spot.

Just ten seconds later, a thunderous figure flew from a distance. Following his arrival, there were large swaths of lightning. These silver-white thunder and lightning bombarded the place, completely razing it to the ground and turning it into ruins.

"He just disappeared. Is this the ability to travel through the spirit world?" "Sea King" Yan Kottman muttered to himself. He looked around and his body escaped into the spirit world, as if he was trying to find out where the person just now left from.

However, he was destined to be unable to find the traces he wanted. After all, Gao Di did not use the power of the "door" pathway, but directly relied on the folding and projection of the material world to transfer his body to another area.

However, this made Sea King Yann Kottman even more cautious. He muttered to himself:

"A saint from the Aurora Society?"

"Is it because Butis recorded the abilities of the 'Disaster Priest', or is it because the newly promoted Aurora Saint blasphemed our Lord and became a 'Disaster Priest'?"

"Aurora Society, oh, Aurora Society..."

"Sea King" Yann Kottman turned and left, completely unaware that the pairs of eyes emerging from the ruins were staring at him with intense hatred.

However, just after "Sea King" Yann Kottman left, Gao Wei's body slowly appeared in the ruins without any sound - he didn't leave at all!

The ability to use the "curtain" to fold oneself and erase traces on one's body is the ability of the "curtain attendant". He looked at the eyes with strong hatred around him, and a smile appeared on his face.

Just now, he stitched the fate of the natives he killed to his own body. However, what should not be forgotten is that he carries the pollution of "Poseidon" Kavitua.

Since the storm path the "Disaster Priest" is in belongs to the Lord of Storms, Gao Wei needs to use his own performance to eliminate the "tyrant" imprint.

Based on his guess and the name of this sequence, Gao Wei guessed that the method of acting as a "disaster priest" is not to simply create disasters, but to create an atmosphere of fear and obedience through disasters, so that he can become the "priest" of the disaster itself.

He opened his arms, and drops of rain and dew fell around him, which was in sharp contrast to the destruction caused by the "Sea King" that had just arrived.

He looked at the countless natives who believed in Poseidon and knelt on the ground feverishly, praying and kissing the ground he walked on.

In this short period of time, Gao Wei had already been revered by others as the incarnation of the "Sea God" Kalvetuwa. As for the killings Gao Wei had committed before, they were naturally glorified in the hearts of his believers.

After all, they themselves often carry out large-scale blood sacrifices. How can such small killings be judged as evil?

Not to mention that this is a gift from God in their hearts. To devote oneself to God is a supreme honor.

Believers in this era are very good at brainwashing themselves.

From this moment on, the replacement of the high-dimensional overlookers has already occurred.

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The moment Lieyan Danitz, who belonged to Vice Admiral Iceberg, opened the door, Iron Maiviti, who was sitting two men away from Klein's left, slowly stood up.