The Crimson Queen, who had just finished a curse, was instantly pierced through by a long spear made of pure sunlight.
The next second, her body disintegrated into a crimson paper figure, seemingly condensed from moonlight, and turned to ash in the scorching sunlight.
Boom! Boom!
Violent winds collided with the air, creating an explosive sound. The cramped airflow stirred up a cloud of dust, directly engulfing the Prophet Clone and the Crimson Queen.
A terrifying hurricane, visible to the naked eye, appeared, swirling and coiling. The airflow rapidly spun in circles, and an unrestrained tornado suddenly rose from the ground, sweeping up everything in its path into the air. The tornado, soaring into the sky, was like a terrifying giant; wherever it passed, the ground was clean, with no trace of anything remaining.
The terrifying tornado connected with the thick clouds in the sky, and silver-white lightning constantly darted through the wind, carrying a strong, almost tangible, aura of tyrannical destruction, striking densely all around.
Within the furious and swift tornado, both the crimson moonlight and bright sunlight were obscured. The Crimson Queen still couldn't restore her abilities of moonlight transformation and flashing. She was like a helpless leaf cruelly blown away, constantly shifting her body within the lightning-streaked tornado to dodge attacks.
Amidst the lightning and hurricane, the Prophet Clone continuously flashed and shifted his position, while searching for Jax and Reinette Tinekerr, who were still chasing each other.
With the aid of his "Prophecy" ability, he quickly found the two entangled amidst the dirt and leaves swept up by the tornado.
The two were completely intertwined, making it difficult to attack the target without causing friendly fire.
As thoughts flickered, an image resembling a scale appeared in the Prophet Clone's eyes. His figure seemed to grow much taller, exuding an awe that made people involuntarily feel fear and a desire to prostrate themselves.
His voice also took on an indescribable sense of majesty as he spoke:
"Wraiths are forbidden from possessing here!"
"Mirror World travel is forbidden here!"
"Forbidden here..."
His third "Command" failed to materialize as several blood-red long arrows, like condensed moonlight, tore through the violently disturbed air and shot towards him.
His body was instantly pierced through, carried by the tornado into the air, then rapidly thinned and became brittle, finally transforming into a pale yellow paper figure adorned with many strange symbols, which was torn to shreds by the strong winds.
Under the influence of the two already formed "Commands," Jax, whose body was charred and hunched, and Reinette Tinekerr, who was carrying four golden-haired, red-eyed heads, quickly became visible, solidifying from a translucent state. They also temporarily lost the ability to enter the Mirror World and possess inanimate objects.
The two heads of Reinette Tinekerr, floating in the air, opened their mouths wide and simultaneously let out a silent shriek.
This sound was tinged with the aura of a curse, capable of piercing eardrums, damaging internal organs and spiritual bodies, while also inevitably afflicting one with a curse.
The remaining two heads she held in her hands simultaneously puffed out their cheeks and blew forward.
The head on the left exhaled a chilling wind tinged with eerie green and frosty white, spreading layers of frost wherever it passed, capable of corroding and stiffening flesh and blood.
The head on the right, however, exhaled a phantom skull shrouded in black mist, which surged forward, carrying a heavy aura of death, as if it were an envoy from the underworld.
The pale blue glow flowing in the Prophet Clone's eyes outlined one mysterious symbol after another. At the same time, he reached forward, made a grasping motion, and pulled, and an invisible layer of something descended. His body instantly entered a non-existent state.
Dense black mist emanated from behind the Crimson Queen, forming a pair of wide, illusory bat wings.
The giant wings folded forward, tightly enveloping her body, simultaneously isolating the "Wraith Shriek" emitted by Reinette Tinekerr on both the mystical and physical levels.
Only Jax, who had been continuously injured and whose condition had severely deteriorated, did not have time to react. Although the "Wraith Shriek" did not cause him substantial harm, it did make him temporarily dizzy.
The chilling wind, tinged with eerie green and frosty white, blew over him, and immediately layers of white frost condensed on his body, almost turning him into an ice sculpture with a hint of eerie green.
The illusory skull, shrouded in black mist, crashed into the ice sculpture, immediately producing a sizzling sound, and cracks began to spread across the ice sculpture.
The next moment, the ice sculpture rapidly melted into a pool of blackened liquid, and a black, slender-limbed, swollen and wrinkled, wet infant crawled out from the black liquid.
His eyes, nose, mouth, and ears were all fused together in the center of his face, as if they were converging to form a completely new organ.
The appearance of his skin, arms, and new organ carried an indescribable sense of mystery and evil. Just a glance made the Prophet Clone feel an itch on his skin.
An incomplete mythological creature form, a bit ugly...
While lamenting inwardly, he simulated the Beyonder ability of the "Storm" Pathway, seizing control of a portion of the lightning, and made them all strike Jax's incomplete mythological form.
Silver-white lightning struck indiscriminately, hitting the strange, incomplete mythological creature form that resembled both an infant and a doll, shattering into countless tiny silver-white electric sparks that darted everywhere.
Immediately after, as if provoked, more lightning, carrying a strong, almost tangible, aura of tyrannical destruction, struck down densely all around, engulfing everyone present.
"The Storm Church people are still so easily provoked."
The Prophet Clone murmured. His body instantly became transparent, then illusory, turning into a pile of foam.
These foams, enveloped by the silver-white electric light, reflected a dazzling silver-white, and were completely destroyed in an instant.
The next moment, his body appeared directly on the outskirts of the tornado, escaping the terrifying swirling airflow.
Beside him, Reinette Tinekerr's body also emerged immediately after. The heads she held in her hand had already returned to their golden-haired, red-eyed appearance, though they looked somewhat listless.
The four heads she held in her hand all looked forward at the terrifying airflow approaching them, and she spoke calmly, without a trace of a smirk:
"You..."
"...really like..."
"...provoking..."
"You should..."
"...go..."
"...become..."
"...a..."
"...Hunter."
"Thank you for the compliment." The Prophet Clone replied with a light chuckle. After a pause, he added, "Where do you think those two from the Rose School of Thought will appear after escaping the storm?"
The three heads Reinette Tinekerr held spoke one after another:
"Beside..."
"Gehrman..."
"...Sparrow."
The two people, five heads, and ten eyes met, and the Prophet Clone spoke:
"We'll go after them."
"Alright," the head in Reinette Tinekerr's hand that hadn't spoken earlier said first.
As soon as the words fell, their figures simultaneously became transparent and vanished from their original positions, using the Spirit World to quickly approach Klein's location.
Deep within the Spirit World, an extremely sinister roar, piercing directly into the spiritual body, suddenly erupted, causing both the Prophet Clone and Reinette Tinekerr to tremble simultaneously. Their bodies became somewhat rigid, and their minds suddenly went blank, temporarily losing all thought.
On the Prophet Clone's skin, translucent flesh buds bulged, seemingly with dark, viscous liquid flowing within, ready to break through the skin's confinement and spill out at any moment.
When his mind cleared a little, he found that his body and soul seemed to be bound by an unknown force. The degree of cohesion between his body and soul was decreasing little by little, and his body gradually became a prison for his spirit, his movements becoming increasingly stiff and heavy.
"Suah's..."
"...curse..."
The three heads held in Reinette Tinekerr's hand spoke one after another. The remaining head's crimson eyes turned dark, and it opened its mouth towards the Prophet Clone, inhaling deeply.
A viscous black smoke oozed from his mouth, nose, and pores on his skin, and was swallowed by the golden-haired, black-eyed head.
After the viscous black mist left his body, the Prophet Clone instantly felt the stiffness and heaviness on his body disappear, and his mind became clearer than ever before.
Deep within the Spirit World, from a very distant place, a terrifying gaze, carrying obvious malice, was cast over.
The Prophet Clone and Reinette Tinekerr exchanged a glance, then quickly exited the Spirit World and returned to reality.
The moment their figures appeared in reality, they felt several gazes cast upon them from the rapidly swirling hurricane and continuously falling silver-white lightning behind them.
The tornado, soaring into the sky, was like a terrifying giant, seemingly slow but actually rapidly approaching.
Jax and the Crimson Queen were quite disheveled under the pursuit of "Sea King" Jahn Kottman. The former had already been injured in the previous battle and was in a severely deteriorated state, while the latter had lost her moonlight environment, limiting many of her Beyonder abilities. Furthermore, lightning restrained them to a certain extent.
Seeing Miss Messenger and the Prophet Clone appear, Klein stopped and looked at the increasingly close tornado and lightning behind him, sighing with a click of his tongue:
"Is a 'Sea King' that strong?"
"Otherwise, why could he alone guard the Rorsted Archipelago? At sea, even if they were both Sequence 3, they would basically only be chased and beaten by him."
While lamenting, the Prophet Clone extended his right hand forward. The pale blue glow flowing in his eyes outlined one mysterious symbol after another, symbolizing the Sun.
The surroundings instantly lit up with dazzling light, like the midday Sun, and rapidly accumulated in his hand, condensing into a long spear of extreme purity and extreme blazing white, seemingly composed of pure sunlight.
The moment the long spear formed, it flew out of his hand, purposefully shooting towards the lower-left corner of the tornado.