Mystery: Starting with the Night Pope.

Chapter 325 There is a Paper Man

"Iron" McVitie looked at the faintly visible harbor and unconsciously lowered the brim of his worn-out hat.

To remain hidden, these pirates dressed as ordinary fishermen and did the same work every day, perfectly concealing themselves.

However, sometimes, certain buckets containing fish might contain members of the Blood Worshippers.

The power of the Dream Cult was so great that it mobilized all the churches, who vowed to eradicate the Blood Worship Cult.

In such a situation, even the fanatical Rose School had to be extremely careful, because if they were discovered, they would be besieged by many churches.

"Fortunately, the captain has already attacked the 'Golden Dream' and diverted the church's attention."

"And the largest church in the area was held back by the 'sea god' Kavituwa."

The news of the Rose School's collaboration with the Blood Worship Cult had already spread, and now they were on the Church's wanted list, with the bounty being doubled by the Dream Cult.

This is terrifying!

That's the power of money!

"Have you unloaded all the fish?" Maiviti shouted, looking at the busy fishermen.

"That's enough!" These fishermen were all locals, used to cover their tracks.

"Good!" McVitie led the real members of the Rose School off the ship and headed toward the garden villa he had purchased.

After checking and confirming that it was safe, the people finally relaxed.

"Damn it, I'm going to become a useless 'Temperance' type!" The malice in the eyes of the sailors under McVitie's command was almost overflowing.

For the indulgent, living as a temperate is the greatest insult to them.

"Don't cause me any trouble, or I'll personally send you to feed the fish!" A red glint flashed in Maivit's eyes as he looked at the complaining sailor.

The sailor's eyes narrowed, and all his malice vanished without a trace.

Even the desires of the hedonists are insignificant in the face of intense danger of death.

During this period, "Iron" McVitie has personally dealt with three of his comrades.

"Rest, we'll go out to sea again tomorrow!" Maiviti's gaze swept over the others.

"yes!"

"Hmph!" Maiviti snorted and returned to his room.

This "zombie" was unusually cautious, conducting a thorough inspection before entering his house. A talisman emitted an eerie red light, scanning the entire room.

"There are no living people, no dead people, and no undead or vengeful spirits." Only then did Maiviti feel relieved. He went into his room and sealed it with the talisman.

He walked to his bed and subconsciously looked at the windowpane.

This is a habitual action, because "Blood General" also frequently hides in the mirror and sweeps everyone over with a malicious gaze.

Fortunately, there was no one inside the glass, but unfortunately, there was a paper figure there.

There were no living people, no dead people, but there were paper figures.

The moment Maiviti saw the paper figure that didn't belong in his room, he instantly went into a berserk state.

But it was too late.

In an instant, the paper figure expanded into Klein. Of course, this was also an avatar, but with Klein's spirit possessing him, this avatar was no worse than his original body!

"Roar!" With the power and speed of a zombie, Maiviti charged at Klein. During this process, the temperature in the room dropped sharply, and a lot of frost appeared.

Klein wasn't in a hurry. He reached behind him and pulled out another paper figure.

Yes, there were two paper figures placed here from the beginning.

He suddenly shook it, and the paper figure flew out, transforming into Miss Sharon. This paper figure was just a paper figure, but it possessed the power of the "person in the painting" and could use extraordinary abilities.

The paper doll, Miss Sharon, manifested her "vengeful spirit" nature upon appearance, and under Klein's control, jumped directly onto "Iron" McVitie.

He knew that "Iron" McVitie was a "living corpse" with terrifying physical strength. He was now capable of defeating or even killing him, but this would inevitably cause some damage, which might be discovered by others.

Therefore, he brought a paper doll with him, and Sharon's ability was a perfect counter to the "zombie".

"Sharon!" "Iron" McVitie recognized Sharon. He tried to close his eyes, but at that moment, Sharon's image was already reflected in his eyes, and his body had already broken free of his control.

"Uh..." Veins bulged on "Iron" McVitie's head as he struggled with all his might, but being controlled by the "vengeful spirit" and with Klein around, he was powerless to resist.

Klein stepped forward, raised his hand, and condensed the power of frost in his palm. This was an ability he had copied from "Iron" McVitie.

His palm landed on "Iron" McVitie's eyes.

laugh!

Two icicles pierced his eyes and entered his brain. Then, cold air flowed in through the icicles, and soon Maiviti's brain turned into an ice flower—a brain flower is still a flower!

The pirate, whose bounty has now reached £12,000, is now completely stiff-bodied, and his brain is definitely dead.

Klein's frost did not stop, until it completely froze Maiviti into an ice sculpture.

Klein took the red talisman from McVitie's hand and activated the room's security.

creak!

The window opened, and Leonard, Maric, and Danitz filed in.

Miss Sharon also appeared on the windowpane.

"It's done so quickly?!" Danitz had guessed that Sherlock was strong, but he didn't expect him to be this powerful!

He was definitely an extraordinary individual at the level of a pirate general... Danitz felt he couldn't escape.

"Don't block my way, I still need to communicate with the spirit." Klein's voice came from behind Danitz. His spirit had returned to his body and climbed in through the window.

"Oh, oh, oh!" Danitz nodded obsequiously.

The paper doll that appeared outside Klein handed the talisman to him, and it immediately burned to ashes.

Klein first resealed the room before beginning the channeling of Steel McVitie.

Now that Klein's spirituality is high enough, he no longer needs rituals for psychic communication; his spirituality transforms into a giant hand and directly pulls out Maiviti's spirit.

"How did you transport the Blood Worshippers?" Klein asked quickly.

"Every time they docked, the Blood Worshippers would sneak into the fishing boats at night and seal themselves in wooden barrels..."

Klein nodded slightly. "So how did you contact the 'Tree of Flesh and Blood'? How did you get people onto the pirate ship? What methods did you use to verify their identities?"

Klein kept asking questions and finally learned all the information before Maiviti's spirit dissipated.

"You all remember?" Klein looked at Danitz and the others, who all nodded.

"Then you all wait while I draw a picture." Klein immediately took out a blank paper figure and began to copy it, using the ice sculpture as the human model.

This was originally supposed to be a very artistic thing...

"It's creepy!" Danitz muttered, taking a few steps away from Klein.

(End of this chapter)