The Bizarre Adventure of Pirates

Not only does it have the ability to teleport over long distances, it can also be used to seal and unseal.

The side effect of the teleporting crystal seems to have been inherited by the cane...

Every ten teleports, a random teleport will occur.

It is clear.

This was not Klein's intended destination, but an unknown place he came to randomly.

"Calm down, if things don't work out, you can always get back into the historical loophole and escape. There's no need to be so nervous."

After silently building up some psychological defenses for himself, Klein set his sights on the coffin in the center.

A strong smell of death.

It is much more advanced than the artificial Grim Reaper.

He was a little puzzled, "Whose coffin is this? How could it be..."

I thought about it for a long time but still had no clue.

Klein quietly told himself a fortune and got a safe answer, so he stepped forward courageously.

Unexpectedly, the coffin suddenly shook a few times and a crack appeared.

"What evildoer dares to scare me!" Klein was shocked and spoke in pure Chinese.

But then a white and tender arm stretched out from the gap.

"It's a woman." Klein thought subconsciously.

Then he felt something was wrong.

My own mentality...

Seems too fearless.

It's like someone is controlling me!

Then think about the previous transmission failure and the divination results.

An old face wearing a monocle quickly appeared in Klein's mind.

"Damn it, I guess I've been set up again!"

While he was daydreaming, his white and tender arms made the gap bigger and bigger.

Klein didn't have time to think about anything else. He dove headfirst into the cracks in history like a panicked porcupine...

That's how it should be.

But in fact, he found that this place seemed to be isolated from the spiritual world, and had some kind of seal that he could not understand with his current knowledge.

So, the escape plan failed.

"It's broken! It's broken! It's broken!"

The psychological defenses he had built up earlier were easily broken down. Until this moment, Klein had no idea that he had been clearly set up.

Without having time to think, he shouted out several people's names one after another.

As expected, there was no response.

Klein curled his lips and said, "That's right. Since I've been sent to a place like this, how can I easily get rid of it? Lord of Mysteries, you are really amazing."

He now sincerely regretted that if he had known that he would encounter so much trouble, he should have taken some effort to restore the uniqueness of the error.

At this time, some ideas are implanted in the mind from time to time to influence the judgment. Who can resist it?

It is rather cumbersome to present it in writing, but in reality it only takes three or four seconds.

But then a second white and tender arm stretched out from the crack in the coffin, followed by the third, and the fourth...

"Is this a spider?"

Klein couldn't help but complain, showing his unique sense of humor at this critical moment.

He still wanted to try to escape.

Unfortunately, the thick aura of death emanating from the surroundings had reached the point where he had to stop all his fantasies and face up to his own dire situation.

The artificial Grim Reaper on his chest cheered and seemed like it would break apart at any moment.

Klein used the status of Sefirah Castle to suppress the restlessness of the artificial death god.

Without even realizing it, he armed himself to the teeth - a velvet cloak, a black wooden cane, and the vegetable man body he got from Frank Lee.

Neither broken nor established, living toward death.

He was ready to fight to the death.

squeak-

The gap could no longer withstand the pressure.

The coffin lid popped open with a bang.

Klein's figure quickly disappeared and reappeared.

He stared at the coffin, or rather, at the beautiful woman with six arms, blonde hair, drooping breasts and beautiful pointed ears who crawled out of the coffin.

"Elf?" Klein was no longer the novice in mysticism. With just one glance, he confirmed the other party's race through the obvious features.

Elves are an ancient race that is said to live in the western continent.

The Elf King Sonjathorem possesses the authority of the Tyrant Path.

By the way, the Sonia Islands were named after Him.

In the Age of Fire, the elves, giants, and blood races formed a humanoid camp to fight against other ancient gods. But later, due to the "accidental death" of Lilith, the ancestor of the blood race, Sonia Solem and the giant king Ormir accused each other of betrayal, which led to Lilith's death. The alliance was broken, and the two races were defeated by the ancient sun god...

There is no doubt that the beauty in front of him is not only an elf, but also an evil spirit.

Just like the original 'three-in-one hot pot' Medici, the female elf underwent some kind of mutation, so she grew six arms similar to those of a magic wolf.

The female elf seemed to be not used to her current situation and looked around in confusion.

She scanned the bones on the ground, and finally, her eyes fell on Klein, and she uttered a series of obscure words.

Klein understood. It was the ancient elven language.

So he began to try to communicate with the other party: "Who are you?"

"Are you asking for my name? My name is Lynn."

Lynn?

Have not heard.

Seeing that the other party didn't seem to be about to attack, Klein relaxed a little.

But he still didn't give up his vigilance completely, and then asked: "Are you okay? Can you open the seal here? Or, let me do it myself, don't interfere, okay?"

Lynn tilted her head, still not understanding the current situation. She even scratched the back of her head with her six arms, looking very cute.

When Klein saw this, he suddenly didn't know what to say.

He was certain that the random teleportation here and the encounter with Lynn was arranged by the Lord of Mysteries.

But what’s the point of doing this?

If he was trying to kill someone with a borrowed knife and use this mysterious evil spirit to get rid of him, he should be fighting a bloody battle now instead of leisurely admiring a pointy-eared beauty with six arms.

Can't figure it out...

I really can’t figure it out.

Seeing that Klein didn't say anything, Lynn took the initiative to say, "Um, are you in any trouble? If you don't mind, I can ask the queen for help on your behalf, or if you're lucky, the great Elf King will also... Wait... Elf King?"

As she spoke, Lynn suddenly covered her head with her hands, a look of pain on her face.

"The king... the king seems to have fallen. Yes, the despicable giant. No, no, it's the sun god..."

As soon as he saw the state, Klein knew that something was wrong.

It turns out that the previous friendliness and innocence are similar to cutscenes, and as long as the keywords are triggered, you will directly enter the battle phase?

Klein curled his lips and said, "After all this time, you still have to fight hard. What a waste of our previous feelings."

However, the reality flashed back at him.

Lynn had clearly acted like she was about to turn evil and start a killing spree, but she shook her head and turned back into her previous cute state. She sighed and said, "I remember now. I remember everything. The king and queen have both fallen."

She looked at Klein with great regret, as if she was looking at a loyal listener: "I have advised them a long time ago, but unfortunately no one listened to me. The king and queen are too stubborn. They lack the necessary respect for "fate."

Hearing this, Clay was stunned, with three big question marks appearing above his head.

Ah this...

No, why don't you play by the rules?

Yep.

But that’s fine too.

It is better to avoid taking action if you can. After all, there is no 100% chance of winning, and it is not stable enough.

“Lynn… Ma’am, it seems like you are very familiar with the situation. The Elf King and the Scourge Queen have fallen for countless years. Now is the era known as the Iron Age.” Klein pretended to be calm and said, “If it’s convenient, could you introduce yourself to me? I’m really curious about you.”

Lynn scratched her face and said, "There's nothing I can't tell you. I'm Lynn, the servant of the Elf King. Many people call me the God of Luck."

God of luck?

Klein blinked.

Judging from the name of God, that is not a monster path...

Oh, I understand.

Previously, the lineups were divided by race, not by path.

It is normal for the Elf King of the Tyrant Path to have a subordinate God of the Monster Path.

But, what's happening now?

Even though he has turned into an evil spirit, he can still be so calm and even communicate in a friendly manner. Could it be that he is plotting something bad and wants to give me a hard blow?

Klein muttered to himself again.

On the other side, Lynn said helplessly: "Let me introduce my situation...

To be honest, I'm not very clear either. I clearly remember being killed by a woman dressed in black. After that, I was in chaos and wandered for endless years. When I opened my eyes again, I saw you.

Who are you? And where is this place?

'Six arms' + 'Woman in black'

The key words were triggered, and Klein immediately became alert.

Could it be that the Lord of Mysteries wanted to use such a low-level method to alienate himself and the Goddess of Night?

Yep.

possible.

Totally possible!

He even imagined the mysterious man wearing the vest of "Little Zaratul" and chuckling with his monocle, "It's free to try anyway."

“Hello, hello, I’m talking to you.” Klein didn’t respond for a long time. Lynn became anxious. The six arms kept waving in front of Klein, like a windmill, dazzling him.

Klein: ...

As a former god, he is at least a Sequence 2 figure.

Lynn's behavior was really not serious.

Keep your mind at bay.

He said, "I am Klein Moretti, a follower of Mr. Fool."

"Fool?" Lynn blinked. "Which fool?"

“The beginning of the beginning, the end of the end, my Lord is the past, the present, and the future.” Klein perfectly consolidated his own personality.

It may be shameful to praise a fool once or twice.

But after it happened so many times, he stopped caring about it.