Mystery: Mr. Witch and Miss Hunter

Chapter 29 The Tarot Club Gathers
Argel strode onto the deck, and the strong wind around his body swept everything along the way into a spherical prison purely made of storms.Afterwards, the hurricane blew the spherical prison away, away from the deck and away from the "Blue Avenger".

At the same time, under Alger's feet, a crimson stream of flames flowed straight down, passed through the deck, and flowed into the sea water, but it did not go out, turning into red light and rushing straight to the bottom of the sea.

After a period of silence, the sea water directly below the spherical prison suddenly boiled, as if something hot was rushing upwards from the bottom of the sea.About three seconds later, the crimson lava broke through thousands of meters of sea water, turning into a scorching torrent and rising from the ground, like a giant flame tree growing from the bottom of the sea, with crimson branches as long as For hundreds of meters, the mycelium was completely destroyed without leaving any traces.

This is the ability possessed by Sequence 4 "Disaster Priest", which drives the lava from the ground to break through the crust and eject it. With the strengthening of "Scepter of Sea God", this ability can even directly make the flames of submarine volcanoes spray above sea level!

Alger held the Poseidon scepter in his hand with a solemn expression. The "Blue Avenger" was lifted into the air, and driven by the hurricane, it moved rapidly towards the sea line.Originally, it was very spiritually consuming to do so. Although Alger possessed the personality and some abilities of the "Sea King", he couldn't freely draw spirituality from the sea to feed himself like the real Sea King.Now that he is affected by this degree, he just uses this ability and speeds up on his way.

If the symptoms of the crew members improve, it means that the location just now is the point where the pollution leaked out!Alger's thoughts turned quickly.The lava just now had solidified, forming a huge towering giant tree exuding white steam.Not just to clean up pollution, but to leave landmarks behind.

Afterwards, on the empty deck, Alger held the Poseidon scepter, recited the honorable name of the fool, briefly described his situation, and threw it into the crimson stars of all members of the Tarot Society.

As a ghost captain who once lurked between the Church of Storms and pirates, Alger knew very well that even if he was strong enough, he still had to be as prepared as possible when facing unknown dangers.And it just so happens that the Tarot Society already has enough mature background in this respect!

Mr. Fool may have expected this kind of thing a long time ago. He foresees that we will take the lead after His slumber, so he will support us in that way, and let all of us Extraordinary who are originally only Sequence 5 be promoted to demigods... Mr. Fool Sure enough, foresight!
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Backlund, in a small two-story building on Palme d'Or Street, Forsi was lying on a soft chair with a crimson round-bellied pen dangling from her mouth, as she conceived the plot of her next new book.

Afterwards, the crimson stars in front of her eyes began to expand and shrink, bringing "The Hanged Man" Argel's prayers to her ears.

Forsi opened her mouth in amazement, the pen fell due to gravity, and the pen tip was stuck on Forsi's white shirt, but it didn't leave any stains.The pen bounced off her soft chest and fell right into the cap of the pen standing upside down on the table, a trick of the Master Juggernaut.However, Forsi did not pay attention to this at this time.

Mr. Hanged Man in trouble?Forsi was a little startled.During the contact, the Hanged Man made it clear that he needed the help of four members of the Tarot Society, including her.

"It's really rare. Mr. The Hanged Man asked us for help..." Forsi shook her head, but her movements were not slow. An illusory spiritual door opened instantly, swallowing Forsi's figure inside.Then the door closed, and the petals in the vase fell to the ground quietly.

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On the other side, in the settlement of the Silver City residents in Bayam City, Derrick "Sun" is standing on a rare undeveloped piece of land at this time, where a silver armor riddled with holes is piled up, diagonally. Leaning on a tombstone, like a sleeping warrior.On the other side of the tombstone, there are inscriptions like this:
"Colin Iliad:"

"The last chief of the Land Abandoned by God;"

"—Light is the meaning of everything."

Light was once what the residents of the City of Silver pursued. For this reason, they prayed in darkness for 580 years.But now that they have arrived at the bright world promised by Mister Fool, what should they do?Whenever Derrick was at a loss, he would come to the chief's tomb and stand there for a long time.

However, today's standing was interrupted, Mr. "The Hanged Man"'s pleading sound reached his ears through the illusory crimson stars.Afterwards, a spiritual door burst open, and Forsi, who was still wearing daily clothes, jumped out of it.

"Your excellent mobility is really enviable."

Derrick praised sincerely.

"Really?" Forsi scratched her hair embarrassingly, "Then let's go back quickly, and go find Miss Justice and Miss Hermit."

After finishing speaking, she reached out and hugged Derrick's wrist - because Derrick's height was more than two meters, and his forearm alone was thicker than Forsi's thigh.Originally, Fors wanted to grab Derrick's wrist with one hand, but she doubted whether her hand could hold Mr. "Sun"'s bony wrist.

"Wait a minute, I'll tell Liaval they don't worry about me."

Derrick smiled shyly, pulled out a huge silver broadsword out of nowhere, and pointed lightly at the sky.A golden light shot straight from the long sword to the sky, turning into a bright rain of light and showering on the residences of the residents of the City of Silver.The hearts of all the residents of the City of Silver who were touched by the light rain were filled with courage and hope, and there was a voice around their ears, telling them that they would go to sea for a while.

"Then let's go."

Derrick deftly rotated the great sword with one hand, and carried it back behind his back, Forsi's forehead was gently blown by the strong wind brought by the dancing of the great sword.

"...Oh, okay!" Fors, who suspected that her bangs had been cut off, was still in a daze, and only then did she react when she heard Derrick's greeting.

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On the Sea of ​​Sunya, the "toxin expert" Frank Lee was cultivating plants in his room. From time to time, he grabbed a handful of soil in the pot and chewed it in his mouth. When he spit it out, the lump of soil had turned into a A strange jelly slowly moved towards the roots of the wheat, wrapping the roots of the wheat seedlings in the pot, forming a canopy-like tough structure.The stiff branches and leaves that were originally on the ground shrank and turned white strangely, and finally formed small air roots with sharp ends.

Frank Lee quickly threw a piece of bloody fresh meat next to Qigen, and then dragged out a screaming piglet from the bamboo basket in the corner of the cabin, and patted it on the head with his hand , the suckling pig became quiet. However, in the eyes of the piglet and Frank, the air roots flying like sea anemones crazily pierced into the meat, turning each other into a pool of blood. scene.

Frank nodded in satisfaction, kicked the piglet with the back of his foot, and obediently lay down on his back, exposing his lower body and abdomen.Afterwards, Frank stretched out his wide, callused palm and grabbed the mass of air roots, even though the other party frantically stabbed his palm, he remained indifferent.

With a sudden force, he pulled out the fungus cap under the soil, held it in front of his eyes and observed it carefully, ignoring the false roots that were waving wildly trying to poke his eyes, then nodded in satisfaction, and grabbed it with the other hand. Hold the fungus cap, and snap the end with the air roots to the suckling pig's lower body.

Then, the piglet let out a miserable cry.The air roots formed a sleeve in an instant, with short and thin pointed ends protruding from the inside, piercing into the piglet's body, and began to secrete a strangely colored and disgusting liquid, which directly entered the piglet's blood circulation.

After the substance went through a cycle and reached all parts of the piglet's body, the screams of the piggy stopped, and was replaced by a grunting sound that he tried his best to endure.When that kind of endurance reached its limit, a large amount of red and white viscous liquid gushed out from the outer wall of the gray sleeve woven by hyphae and the connection between the end and the root of the piglet's lower body.

Then, the sleeve fell apart with a clatter, greedily absorbing the liquid dripping on the piggy's belly, and the piggy's lower body was left with a hollow, with a strangely high belly bulge.The "mushroom" also fell into a state of sleep, the color of the canopy changed from translucent white to a mixed color of red and white, and there were faintly tiny bubbles bursting in the cap.

"Recent hybridization experiments have been successful more and more..."

Frank wiped his hands and dropped the sleeping clump of mushrooms back onto the medium, and he carefully moved the piglet into an empty cage by the wall.

"After this experiment is successful, will there be mushrooms that taste like pork pies, or suckling pigs with ears of wheat?"

(End of this chapter)