Extraordinary North America: Where are the magical partners?

Chapter 221 "Quick! Spit on me!" (asking for monthly ticket)
"Stomp them to death!"

"Use fire! No no no, you can't use fire!"

"Gale! Gale!"

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Chaos and noise filled the already devastated British Museum.

A group of immortal skeleton monsters surged in from the door and windows like a tide. There was only bloodthirsty fanaticism in their eyes and they ignored everything around them.

Before the resurrected statues could figure out what was going on, they were attacked by this gang.

Under the command of Zeus, the giant stone statues of Greece took heavy steps, and under the weight of tons of marble, countless skeletons were reduced to dust.

Bronze chariots shuttled freely among the monsters under the galloping of war horses. General Dongfang, holding a long sword, led the way. Spears stood like a forest and arrows rained down, instantly clearing the first wave of attacks.

In addition to them, resurrected collections from pavilions of various countries also joined the battle.

They didn't understand why they did this, but as soon as they opened their eyes, they saw a group of creatures that were neither human nor ghost pouncing on them and biting them.

"What the hell are these?"

The Egyptian pharaoh smashed the skulls one by one with his scepter, but was surprised to find that they were instantly restored. He couldn't help wondering: "Why do I feel the breath of Egyptian magic on them?"

"Do you even need to ask?" Zeus, who was protected by a group of stone sculptures, cursed unhappily, "Apart from you Egypt, where else would you use this kind of magic to play with corpses!"

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Pharaoh was speechless for a moment, scratching his head in confusion: "But we just woke up tonight, why do they have such deep hostility towards us?"

Not only him, but Zeus and everyone else were all wondering about the strong aggressiveness of these skeleton monsters. How could they just come up and start fighting without saying a word?

Zeus looked around and his eyes finally locked on Emma and her group hiding behind a large celadon jar. He immediately understood.

He blew his beard and glared at them, shouting, "You guys! You are the ones who attracted these monsters, right?"

Emma poked her head out from behind the tank and said as a matter of course: "In order to prevent them from harming innocent civilians, we can only lead them here."

"Fuck! We are all antiques worth a fortune! We are thousands of times more valuable than the common people you are talking about!"

Zeus roared angrily, "Come and help us, or get out, you are not welcome here!"

Emma was about to retort to the old man when she heard this, but Annabeth and the others who were hiding nearby could no longer hold back and rushed out.

They originally expected that the reinforcements Emma mentioned would be the Witch Association or high-tech robot assistants, but they didn't expect that it was a few little girls who brought them to the British Museum.

What is even more shocking is that all the museum’s collections seem to have been cast under a spell and have become living organisms.

Witnessing the stone sculptures of the Olympian gods bravely fighting against the enemy, how could they, as descendants of the gods, sit idly by?
"call out--"

A crisp sound of breaking through the air was heard, and the golden sword danced gracefully in the encirclement of the skeleton monsters. Each sharp golden sword energy was like the light of death, accurately smashing the skeleton monsters into pieces, turning them into bone fragments all over the sky!
Tyson was not willing to be outdone. He wielded his heavy axe and launched an attack like a raging wave. The heavy axe blade chopped through the group of skeletons like chopping melons and vegetables, clearing a space in an instant, leaving only a mess of broken bones on the ground.

However, just like what happened in the woods, these skeleton monsters have low combat effectiveness, but they become extremely troublesome because they can be resurrected infinitely.

No matter how fierce the attack is, even if they are chopped into countless pieces, they can automatically piece together and recover in a very short time, as if they have immortal bodies.

Percy was extremely anxious after seeing this scene. He hid behind Emma and the others and said anxiously, "If this continues, Anna and the others will run out of energy sooner or later. If we can find a way to grind them all into powder, we might be able to completely destroy them."

Emma rolled her eyes when she heard this and said helplessly, "We tried the missiles before, but they didn't work except for making their bones become focused. Aren't you the son of Poseidon? Summon a wave to wash them all away, wouldn't that solve the problem smoothly?"

"Uh-huh."

Percy smiled awkwardly and said nothing more.

A few months ago, an old man who claimed to be the god of wine suddenly visited his home in New York and told him that he was the son of Poseidon, the god of the sea in Greek mythology, and was born with the mission of destroying evil and saving the world.

At first, he was ecstatic. After all, which high school student who had just reached adulthood had not fantasized about being the protagonist of the world?

However, when he followed Dionysus to the Pantheon, the headquarters of the demigods in Europe, his fantasy was instantly shattered. The descendants of the gods there either possessed colorful divine powers, or possessed defenses comparable to alloys, or superhuman strength and speed.

But he himself
So far, apart from the urine being yellowish, nothing special has been found.

Listening to their bickering, Wednesday sighed tiredly. She knew she shouldn't have agreed to Emma's request.

She carefully poked her head out from behind the tank and looked around carefully.

As a child of the Adams family, her perception of magic was far superior to that of ordinary witches. After a careful feeling, she suddenly pointed in a direction and shouted, "Megan, scan behind that wall. I feel someone hiding there."

Hearing this, Megan immediately looked in the direction the other party pointed. After blinking a few times, a projection of a transparent wall appeared in front of them.

Outside the museum, a woman with all kinds of strange runes tattooed on her skin was standing with her head held high, her eyes rolled up to reveal the whites of her eyes, and she was chanting a spell while trembling all over.

As obscure spells came out of her mouth, the shattered skeletons quickly reassembled their bones, resurrected and returned to the battle.

Seeing this scene, Emma and Wednesday looked at each other. If nothing unexpected happened, this woman should be the cursed girl that the Sphinx had mentioned before!

"It's this woman!" Percy explained eagerly, "When we were in the catacombs before, she was the one who rushed in with a large group of mummies. I understand now, these skeletons must be the bodies of the Crusaders she awakened from the tombs!"

Emma and the others didn't care about the identity of the skeleton monsters. The only thing they knew now was that as long as they got rid of the Curse Daughter hiding in the back, the skeleton army controlled by her would collapse on its own.

Thinking of this, Emma, ​​Wednesday and Megan walked along the corner of the museum, avoiding the attention of the people around them, and prepared to sneak out and kill the tattooed woman.

"Hey? Where are you going? It's dangerous!"

Percy tried desperately to stop them, but all he got in response was three merciless middle fingers.

"All right."

Percy rubbed his cheek helplessly, then took out the pen that could transform into a sword from his pocket, lightly pressed the pen cap, and a sharp sword instantly appeared in his hand!

He encouraged himself by talking to himself: "I am the son of Poseidon, not a coward who can only hide behind a child!"

After mustering up his courage, he resolutely followed Emma.

At this time, the scene outside the museum is completely different from that inside.

Apart from Anmanet, who was called the Daughter of the Curse, there were only dozens of security guards whose lives were unknown lying on the ground, and everything was silent.

The four of them climbed over the window and moved silently under a big tree.

"What was this woman's name?"

"The Sphinx said it was Anmanet."

In their eyes, Anmanet was like a crazy witch, muttering to herself, dancing, jumping and dancing outside the gate, as if she was performing some mysterious ritual.

"I have a plan"

Emma turned to look at her companions and began to assign tasks: "Percy, find a way to attract this woman's attention. Then, Wednesday and I will attack her from the left. Although our sneak attack may be discovered by her, it doesn't matter. When she is about to counterattack me, Megan, you go behind her and pour all your strongest firepower on her! By the way, there is no need for missiles, after all, this is an urban area."

"sounds good."

"clear."

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Percy frowned as he looked at Wednesday and Megan who were nodding beside him.

Do I really have to follow the orders of a ten-year-old child?
and also
He looked at Anmanet, who was concentrating on casting a spell on the skeletons in the museum. She didn't look like she needed anyone to seduce and attract attention.

"Hey? Hey! I'm talking to you!" Emma pushed Percy who was in a daze in dissatisfaction, "Do you understand the plan?"

"Ah? Oh oh!" Percy nodded quickly, "I understand. Don't worry, I will never let you down!"

Before he finished speaking, this guy rushed out with his sword in hand, with no intention of waiting for Emma and the others to count down.

"what--!"

With a courageous roar, he rushed to the Cursed Girl.

However, just as he was about to raise his sword and swing it down, the tattooed woman in front of him suddenly looked stern and stared at him with a cold gaze.

Percy, who was originally full of vigor, suddenly felt a chill and stopped involuntarily.

Anmanet looked him up and down, then tilted her head and asked sharply, "What do you want to do?!"

"Uh" Percy was stunned, then he said frankly: "My name is Percy, son of Poseidon, what's yours?"

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Behind the tree, everyone was stunned after seeing this scene.

Emma looked at Wednesday in disbelief: "Did he just introduce himself to the other party?"

"Yeah, it seems that the Greek gods are all a bunch of idiots." Wednesday shook his head helplessly, and then began to brew magic with his hands. "However, he did succeed in attracting attention!"

Before she finished her words, two exploding fireballs shot out from her hands and headed straight for Anmanet!

On the other side, when Percy's sudden self-introduction resounded through the air, Anmanet couldn't help but look confused.

She stared at Percy's tense and determined face, a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth, and then she gently raised her palm.

In an instant, streams of yellow sand seemed to be given life and quickly condensed into sharp short spears.

However, just as the cursed girl was about to swing her spear and pierce Percy, two flames like fireballs were already roaring towards her!

boom--!
Anmanet moved her body lightly to the side and easily dodged one of the fireballs, while swinging the short spear in her hand to collide with the other fireball.

The two collided violently, and the fireball exploded instantly, turning into flaming fragments flying all over the sky.

Anmanette's eyes moved slightly, and when she saw Emma and Wednesday hiding by the tree, she sneered with disdain: "Just you guys."

"Meghan!" Emma screamed, interrupting her, and then a chainsaw-like roar echoed in front of the museum.

Then, machine gun bullets poured out like heavy rain, shooting wildly at Anmanet's back!
Bang bang bang bang—! ! !
Under the dense and fierce impact of bullets, Anmanet's body was like a fragile rag doll, and was torn into pieces in an instant!

"Yes--!" Emma cheered excitedly. She had thought it would be a difficult battle, but she didn't expect to defeat the opponent so easily.

"The machine gun is indeed much more useful than the witch's magic skills." Wednesday nodded slightly, and the dense bullets poured down like a downpour, instantly dismembering Anmanet's body into shocking pieces of flesh and blood all over the ground.

What's even more chilling is that the flowing blood is an ominous black color, as if it is an undercurrent from the abyss, adding a bit of weirdness and horror.

However, before they could be happy for long, the flesh and blood scattered on the ground miraculously turned into flowing yellow sand, like the reverse flow of time, erasing the scene of death.

In Russell Square, a strong wind suddenly blew up, carrying the yellow sand, and instantly turned into a sandstorm that covered the sky and the sun. The sandstorm swallowed up all the light between heaven and earth, and the whole world seemed to be plunged into chaos.

In this chaos, the yellow sand seemed to be given life. They slowly gathered together and gradually formed the outline of a human figure.

Immediately afterwards, Anmanet, who had just been torn to pieces by bullets, walked out of the raging sandstorm intact, her eyes full of indifference and disdain.

Seeing this, Megan behind her immediately increased the speed of the machine gun in her hand. However, these deadly metal bullets easily penetrated Anmanet's body as if they touched the soft air, without leaving a trace of scar.

boom!
At this moment, Anmanet raised her hand gently, and a huge sandstorm rose from the ground, directly sucking Megan in. Megan's figure disappeared in the sandstorm, and was instantly thrown hundreds of meters away, and her whereabouts were unknown.

“Megan.”

Emma immediately rushed out from behind the tree where she was hiding, but before she could take a few more steps, a huge hand made of yellow sand suddenly stretched out from the ground and held her tightly in its palm.

Wednesday, who was standing by, was about to fight back to rescue her companions, but Anmanet used the same trick again and lightly tapped her. Another giant hand of yellow sand appeared and held Wednesday tightly.

"Walter?!" Percy opened his mouth in horror after witnessing all this.

Clearly, this crazy woman with tattoos was shot to pieces by bullets just now, but after being resurrected, she became so cruel and powerful.

But at this critical moment, Percy did not choose to back down.

Seeing his partner Emma and others being either knocked away with their lives in danger or being tightly controlled and hanging by a thread, his rage burned like a raging fire, and he bravely rushed out again, waving his sword!
"what!!!"

boom--

However, fate did not seem to be on his side.

Before he could touch the corner of the opponent's clothes, a strong wind carrying yellow sand came and knocked him away like a tiger descending from the mountain!

"Fake."

Percy covered his chest which was in great pain and struggled to get up from the ground, but there was no trace of retreat in his eyes.

He roared again, like a wounded beast, and rushed towards Anmanet desperately.

However, the results are exactly the same.

Every time he rushed forward, he was ruthlessly knocked away by Shalongjuan who was protecting him.

But after several times, even Anmanet was a little surprised at this boy's resilience and willpower, and of course, his vitality that could not be killed.

Then, a giant yellow sand hand grasped it tightly in its palm just like Emma and Wednesday.

Anmanet walked forward slowly, looking at the young man in front of her with confusion. He looked disheveled, but his face was still full of fighting spirit.

She slid her fingers gently across the other person's face, and after a long moment she shook her head in confusion and said, "You don't seem to be an ordinary person."

"Of course I'm not an ordinary person!"

Percy looked fearlessly at the witch-like woman and shouted angrily, "I am the son of Poseidon! The descendant of the gods! I am Percy Jackson! Ah——!"

His roar was like thunder. In an instant, an indescribable aura emanated from him and spread out in all directions like a tide. Even the sandstorm raging in the square seemed to be frightened by the aura and froze for a moment.

Anmanet's expression instantly became alert. She looked around, but apart from Percy's deafening roar, there was still deathly silence all around, and nothing unusual happened.

The corners of her mouth curled up into a disdainful smile, and she said coldly: "You'd better save your energy and save it for your next life. Also, do you know how embarrassing what you just said sounded?"

As he spoke, sharp cones condensed from yellow sand appeared out of thin air, like the scythe of the god of death, hovering above Percy's head, ready to pierce him at any time.

However, facing this imminent threat, Percy still roared and screamed as loudly as before.

Anmanette shook her head helplessly, her interest in Percy had disappeared. She lightly flicked her finger, and the spikes suspended in the air instantly shot towards Percy like arrows!
Rumble——!
At this critical moment, a scene that no one expected occurred!

The fire hydrants in the square seemed to be touched by a mysterious force and exploded instantly. Streams of water rushed out like raging waves. They seemed to have life and slammed into Anmanet, knocking her away. Dozens of meters later, she fell heavily to the ground, breaking several large trees.

"yeah--!!!"

Percy waved his fists excitedly, his eyes flashing with ecstasy, he finally awakened the dormant power of Poseidon in his body!
At this time, the huge yellow sand hand that controlled him had turned into quicksand and scattered all over the ground.

Percy landed steadily on the ground. He stretched out his hands, feeling the waves and direction of the water. An unprecedented confidence surged in his heart. He could control these water columns at will, making them flow and deform according to his will!

"Roar--!"

Accompanied by a deafening roar, the water columns gushing out from a dozen fire hydrants instantly gathered into a majestic dragon, which bared its fangs and claws, emitted bursts of angry roars, and rushed straight towards Anmanet!

"Ah ha ha"

Percy waved his arms excitedly, as if he had become the master of this body of water. Under his guidance, the water columns changed into various forms of animals and even weapons.

He turned his head to look at Emma and Wednesday who had also managed to escape, and said excitedly: "Did you see that? I didn't lie to you, I really am the son of Poseidon!"

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Emma shouted speechlessly: "Stop talking nonsense and kill that woman quickly!"

"Uh-oh!"

Percy was full of confidence now. With the power of Poseidon, the once seemingly invincible Anmanet was nothing more than a nobody in his eyes.

His eyes were fixed on the fire hydrant in the square. He raised his hand slightly and countless streams of water gushed out from the fire hydrant as if responding to his call.

Under his control of the mind, these water columns transformed into various weapons or ferocious creatures, bombarding Anmanet's location with overwhelming force.

The hard floor tiles were instantly crushed into powder under the huge impact force, and the yellow sand storm that originally filled the square was also ruthlessly dispersed by the surging water.

However, Percy seemed to still feel unsatisfied. He raised his hands high as if he wanted to control the entire underground water vein.

He pumped more groundwater out of the fire hydrant, which gathered into a huge wave and then slammed forward!
In an instant, a deafening roar resounded through the sky. All the trees and floor tiles in the square were shattered into pieces under this huge impact. The air was filled with thick mist, as if the whole world was submerged in water.

After completing all this, Percy felt dizzy. He held onto the wall beside him and slowly sat down.

For him who had just awakened his divine power, this operation was really too much. He now just wanted to find a quiet place and have a good sleep.

At this time, Annabeth and Tyson, who had been fighting bloody battles with many skeletons in the museum, also walked out one after another. After Emma and the others successfully harassed and interrupted Anmanet, the thousands of skeletons had lost their ability to revive and now all turned into bone fragments on the ground.

"Percy? Have you awakened your divine power?" Anna asked in shock as she looked at the scene outside that looked like the aftermath of a tsunami.

"Um"

Percy suppressed his inner pride and desire to show off, and answered calmly.

He took a deep breath and continued, "If nothing unexpected happened, the guy who controlled the dead should be dead by now."

As he was about to demonstrate his water control ability again, he suddenly felt a sense of crisis.

A yellow sand cone shot out from a distance like lightning. Before Anna and others could react, the cone had already pierced Percy's lower abdomen and knocked him more than ten meters away!
The square that was originally filled with mist was once again covered by thick yellow sand. A figure condensed from the yellow sand slowly walked out. It was Anmanet who everyone thought was dead!
She looked expressionlessly at Percy, who was bleeding profusely and looking at her in disbelief not far away, and a teasing smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "You played well with water, but... that's all."

After she finished speaking, waves of sand emanated from her body and swept around. Annabeth saw this and quickly raised her shield. A golden barrier rose from the ground, protecting everyone behind her.

Emma and Wednesday quickly ran to Percy who was knocked flying, and saw that this guy who was so high-spirited a second ago was now covering his pierced abdomen with both hands, with pain and hideousness on his face.

"Are you okay?" Emma asked worriedly.

"How the hell am I going to be okay!" Percy replied unhappily.

He looked around anxiously, and when he saw that the water in the fire hydrants had run dry, he let out a desperate wail.

The Dionysus teacher who introduced him to the art said that as the son of the god of the sea, if he could awaken his divine power one day, then no matter how serious his injuries were, he would be able to recover quickly as long as he touched water.

However, now, in order to deal with Anmanet, he had drained all the water from the fire hydrant at once.

Where can he find water at this moment?
Percy looked at Emma and Wednesday beside him. Suddenly, he thought of something and asked anxiously, "Do you...do you have urine?"

"Ah?!" Emma's face was full of confusion, her brows furrowed, "Are you crazy? Why are you asking this?"

"No time to explain!" Percy's voice was filled with anxiety, "As long as I can touch water, my wounds will heal themselves! So, hurry up! Pee on me!"

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Emma and Wednesday looked at each other expressionlessly, then raised the corners of their mouths and smiled sweetly: "Then you'd better die. Goodbye."

Seeing that they were actually about to turn around and leave, Percy quickly shouted, "Wait! Even if there's no urine, then something else will do! Tears? Sweat? Saliva?"

Emma paused, turned back and raised an eyebrow and asked, "Are you sure?"

"Of course I'm sure! It's already so late! Hurry up!" Percy covered his still bleeding abdomen and pleaded in pain.

Seeing this, Emma and Wednesday exchanged glances, then walked up to Percy, looked at him almost condescendingly, then they opened their mouths slightly, and a string of crystal clear saliva fell on Percy's body.

To their surprise, Percy actually did not lie.

The moment the saliva touched his skin, it seemed to be absorbed, and the wound on his lower abdomen gradually stopped bleeding.

Emma and Wednesday sped up their saliva secretion when they saw this. After all, Percy was the most powerful fighter among them. If he fell here, they might only be able to rely on teleportation to escape back to New York.

"he~he~~"

Percy was lying on the ground, enjoying the numbness of his wound healing, but when he heard the "hehe" sound, he immediately opened his eyes and saw Emma's throat twitching as if she was about to vomit something.

"Can you please stop being so disgusting? Just use spit, and you still want to spit?!"

"You still think we're disgusting?"

Emma spat violently at the guy, then snorted, "You just asked us to pee on you! Pervert! If my uncle heard what you just said, he would beat you to death!"

Wednesday also vomited and cursed: "This is definitely the most perverted request I have ever heard in my life. If my parents knew, they would definitely beat you to death."

"Tsk," Percy snorted indifferently, "I am the son of Poseidon, the lord of the seven seas! When I fully awaken my divine power, who knows who will teach whom a lesson!"

"Haha, but now you are just a pervert who needs other people's spit to save your life!"

"You vomit~"

Percy was about to retort, but suddenly he felt a drop of saliva fall into his mouth, and he immediately began to dry heave in nausea.

He pointed at Emma and Wednesday in front of him and was about to remind them to spit on the wound and to spit more accurately when a deafening roar suddenly came from the sky:

"Waterfa?!"

Immediately afterwards, a figure fell to the ground like a meteor across the sky, raising a cloud of dust.

Before Percy could react, he was kicked away by this powerful force. Then, a big hand grabbed his neck tightly and pressed him against the cold wall!

Rango's eyes were filled with anger and disgust at this moment. He stared at the sticky guy in front of him, who was about eighteen or nineteen years old.

He hurried back from another distant world, and then rushed from New York to London overnight.

However, he never expected that as soon as he arrived here, he would witness a man playing this perverted M game with Emma and Wednesday!

"You pervert."

Rango's voice was low and threatening, and he glared at Percy as if he wanted to eat him alive.

"Uncle! Don't kill him, we all volunteered!"

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(End of this chapter)