Simultaneous Transmigration: A Fateful Traveler's Journey Begins in Mystery

"This time, I will definitely use the most direct, clear, complete, and straightforward language to help you and me replan our escape route..."

Morion had somehow arrived beside the "bug bag," bent down, picked it up, and squeezed it.

He spread this message more than a month ago.

More than a dozen were spread.

He glanced at Zillingus and smiled.

Everyone should stop insulting Qi Lingges. He consulted Doubao before the fight; he wasn't being reckless.

Chapter 111 Alger: What? I'm a hostage? Yes, yes, I'm a hostage.

Alger placed his finger on the trigger and took a couple of deep breaths.

Although he had already blown Qilingus's head off, he still felt uneasy.

Zillingus had been his old rival for many years, and he didn't quite believe that Zillingus would die so easily.

I always felt that everything was going too smoothly.

Everything was proceeding according to his plan: the teleportation was completed as planned, Qilingus was located as planned, Qilingus was subdued as planned, and Qilingus was killed as planned...

It all went so well.

It went as smoothly as a beautiful dream.

Click.

boom!

The surrounding environment shattered instantly, along with Zilingus's head.

This was just a dream.

He was still holding the rifle, but he hadn't had time to pull the trigger yet.

The "wriggling hunger" in Zilingus's hand also herded a "nightmare"!

At some point, the pirate general had switched his abilities and entered a "nightmare" state.

Unlike a normal "nightmare," this creature can still move after dragging people into the dream.

At this moment, Zilingus's figure had already quietly appeared behind Alger, his angry eyes locking onto his former "friend," and he raised his right hand, which had been gathering strength and was full of anger.

A furious strike.

This is probably the strongest attack of a mid-to-low sequence sailor. It can unleash an extremely powerful attack of the same sequence based on its own rage. The damage is linked to its own rage. In a state of extreme rage, even a sequence eight sailor can break through the defenses of a sequence seven warrior to a certain extent.

Qilingus's attack, imbued with rage and various enhancements, would be difficult for even an ordinary Sequence 5 to withstand. If facing a Sequence 5 who is not adept at head-on combat, this attack could even severely injure them.

boom!

Zilingus's punch exploded with a loud bang in the air, accompanied by a rapidly spinning wind, and slammed straight into Alger's back.

At that very moment, in an instant, before Alger could even react, a tail shot out and struck Alger before the attack could even begin.

The next moment, the attack came down, but Zilingus's sneak attack missed its mark.

His fist struck Alger, but passed right through it, as if he hadn't touched anything.

Alger's body suddenly etherealized and opened up, transforming into a series of illusory doors. His true form appeared behind the "doors," existing in two different worlds from the attack, gazing at each other from afar.

And Zilingus, of course, couldn't hit someone who lived in another world.

Although he was furious, it seemed that his "rage strike" was not enough to shatter the void.

It's very regrettable.

Alger reacted quickly. After realizing what was happening, he immediately gripped the rifle barrel with his other hand and instinctively swung the rifle in his hand like he was playing golf, smashing it into Zilingus's chin.

Zilingus didn't hesitate either. He pressed down hard, and the head that had just been raised slightly by the blow immediately slammed down, crushing the gunstock with his chin and chest with a bang, sending various parts scattering off.

Before Alger could drop his rifle and pick up his pistol again, Zilingus's hand reached forward and grabbed Alger's head.

He was going to take a gamble, betting that Alger wouldn't be able to blur twice in a row.

He had already exited his previous intangible state while attacking Zilingus, and Alger now possessed a physical form.

And just as Zillingus thought, the same blurring effect cannot be used a second time in a short period of time.

But Zilings still failed to catch Alger this time.

His hand was entangled in mid-air.

One after another, star beetles, resembling both centipedes and worms, emerged from the air, intertwining with each other and transforming into tentacles that entangled Zilingus's hand.

At the same time, Zilingus's glove suddenly bulged up, as if tiny insects were wriggling underneath.

The Stardust "traveled" to the inside of the Zilingus glove.

"Travel" is achieved through the "spirit world".

Because the human body possesses a complete spirituality, it is regarded as a whole in the spirit world, making it almost impossible for a traveler to travel directly into the enemy's interior.

But extraordinary items are different. No matter how closely the glove fits Zilingus' skin, it is still considered a "different" part of the spirit world.

Fortunately, the space-dwelling parasites are generally small enough to easily squeeze inside.

More and more Starworms emerged from the spirit world, appearing in the gap between Zilingus's hands and the "wriggling hunger" of the glove, trying to remove the glove from Zilingus's hands from the inside.

That won't do!

Zillinger immediately began a desperate struggle.

However, his limbs were now entangled by tentacles made of centipedes and worms, making it difficult for him to move.

Alger reached for his gun again.

His mind raced, leaving him no time to think about anything else.

Although the cardinal was searching in the opposite direction, quite a distance from where he is now, it shouldn't take long for him to get there.

Although the "rifle" failed to fire, the sound of a pistol was heard.

The wind will carry the sound of those gunshots to the cardinal's ears.

The cardinal could get here in less than half a minute.

This time, we absolutely cannot afford to fail again.

Zilingus also noticed Alger's action of drawing his gun.

His gloves once again shone brilliantly, appearing as if they were made of pure gold.

Following the force pulling his limbs, Zilingus leaned back, his arms outstretched, as if embracing the sun.

He planned to summon holy light to drive away these worms, which were born from the spirit world and were, in some ways, half-spirit beings.

Snapped.

Morion's hand landed on Zilingus's head.

“That won’t do.” Morion’s amused voice echoed in the minds of those present. “These kids don’t like the Holy Light.”

Zilingus immediately noticed that the glove, "Crawling Hunger," was not responding to his command this time.

This extraordinary item had now completely detached from him, and the insects filled the entire space between him and the glove.

Although he can still use his spirituality to control the glove, his control will be much weaker in this situation than when he directly controls the glove.

At this moment, Morion also used the "Symphony of Harmony" on the writhing hunger.

"Crawling hunger" possesses certain characteristics of "being alive".

Simultaneous spells are highly effective against creatures lacking intelligence, and the glove's "absolutely comprehensible" characteristic immediately caused it to confuse Morion's command with Zillingus's command.

At the same time, the hand holding Qilingus's head also exerted force, and a spell was activated simultaneously, driven by fertility.

Simultaneous reproduction began, quickly filling Qilingus's brain and causing it to split rapidly and extensively.

Accelerating the effects of "simultaneous breeding" through direct contact.

In just a few seconds, Zilingus' eyes were wide open and bloodshot, and his body was convulsing uncontrollably.

His mind was completely filled with a phrase that kept repeating itself and splitting apart.

Looking at Morion's profile, Alger, who had just drawn his pistol, slowly lowered it again.

This face, and this way of not speaking, are exactly the same as the person I saw at sea.

"Are you... one of Mr. Tower's followers?" he asked somewhat uncertainly.

Mr. Gaota's benefactor?

Audrey, who had been watching and listening the whole time, suddenly widened her eyes.

If you can recognize Mr. Tower, then this must be Mr. Hanged Man?

Audrey's face beneath the mask suddenly became excited.

Great! I'm wearing a mask, but Mr. Hanged Man isn't.

I actually discovered the identity of a member of the Tarot Club so easily!

Audrey's gaze swept repeatedly across Morion and Alger's faces.

Sensing Alger's confusion, Morion, holding Zilingus's head in one hand, turned around and gave Alger a smile.

"No, it's not."

“I am the Tower, the real me,” Moraine pointed to himself. “As you can see, I am a Sequence Seven.”

It was actually him!

Alger was shocked.

He didn't think his relatives would dare to impersonate the angels or even the true God who blessed him.

So it really can only be the person in question.

but……

Alger glanced at Morion, who was carrying a pirate general with one hand, and then blinked as he watched Morion subdue a Sequence 6 holding a Sequence 5 sealed artifact with just one slap.

Sequence seven?