The King of Curses

Chapter 295 Mirage Master
"……What is this?"

Although Cen Dongsheng had long known that there was a secret under this ship, and even the crew member he met before could vaguely feel it, he did not expect it to be of this scale.

The huge tumor, like a heart taken out of a giant beast, was hiding under the jellyfish barrier. It curled up into a ball, with its silver-gray tentacles reaching towards the keel of the cruise ship below, entwining and sticking to it, as if it had always been one.
Its body was filled with a sticky, iridescent substance mixed with glittering sand, which dripped from the pores at the ends of its tentacles.

Every time the tumor squirms, the entire space will let out a sigh of satisfaction, and the lower deck of the Mirage will be activated as a whole; the tumor is the core, and its trembling will cause the environment inside the cavity to whimper.

"It looks really unusual..."

Cen Dongsheng said.

"It doesn't look like it was taken from an ordinary monster. In our era, it should be difficult for such a weird thing to appear."

"Ah."

The elder sister nodded slightly.

"But what I'm more concerned about is that it's currently being activated. Is there a reason for this?"

"Isn't it to power this ship?"

"As for power, the original 'Mirage' would be enough. Modern technology can do this. Why did they have to change the core area of ​​the bottom floor into this weird magical realm? I think they have other intentions."

"Makes sense."

Cen Dongsheng nodded.

"Then let us take a closer look."

The man's solution was simple and crude. He simply clenched his fist as big as a vinegar jar and smashed it at the jellyfish barrier.

The momentum of his punch was fierce, and the speed of his punch was far faster than the speed of sound. It was also wrapped with an indestructible and powerful true qi, causing ripples on the jellyfish-like barrier. The next second, cracks appeared on it.

The figures wearing bird-faced masks heard the loud noise coming from the outside world and gathered here. They stopped what they were doing and floated in front of Cen Dongsheng like ghosts, trying to stop his actions.

According to Senior Jiang’s observations and reminders, “they” are not human. As residents of the devilish world under the ship, they are more like vassals of this strange tumorous heart.

"I can see a line between them and the tumor, a blood-colored line."

Those were monsters born from strange power. Cen Dongsheng would naturally not hold back, he punched at a speed that could not be captured by the naked eye, one punch after another, accurately blowing up the monsters' heads.

The man did not use a more destructive move because he did not want to destroy the tumor. His purpose was just to observe this huge living creature that replaced the core of the cabin from a close distance.

The jellyfish-colored curtain quietly dissipated, and after the blurred vision and dim outline in front of my eyes disappeared, the tumor was throbbing vividly, and bubbles were emitted from the gill slits on its surface.

"Yunmei, does this thing have no intention of attacking us?"

Cen Dongsheng asked in his heart.

He could feel a huge amount of energy contained in the tumor; he could also feel a kind of gaze coming from the living creature in front of him.

But it seemed to just exist and operate, quietly watching these uninvited guests, with no intention of harming anyone.

"nothing now."

"Does it have sense?"

In Cen Dongsheng's experience, a spell-binding master who is good at perception is often the indispensable core of a team, and Senior Sister Jiang is one of the best among them.

Although special-class spell-binding masters often do not need to rely on the hands of others, their true energy, recovery speed and spiritual perception are far superior to superhuman, but the senior sister, as a "lower-level" existence, can play a supporting role on the top battlefield, which is enough to prove her uniqueness.

"Yes. And I think it is full of... curiosity about us."

Compared with her peers, Jiang Yunmei is a person with special potential. Her specialness lies in the depth and breadth of her cognition. Not only does it difficult for even the special spell-ban masters to block her observation unconsciously, or conversely see through her hidden priorities, the latest awakened ability allows the girl to not only observe the physical level, but even read the leaked thoughts.

Apart from the special case of her elder sister who could make her feel humiliated, the girl's eyes could see the hidden things behind everything, just like the monster's thoughts at this moment.

……really.

Cen Dongsheng's eyes fell on the tumor, looking for any organs of observation or communication it might have, such as human eyes or mouth, but to no avail.

"Can you chat and speak human language?"

Since the other party had no intention of hurting anyone, Cen Dongsheng would not just think of solving the problem with violence.

He began to chat seriously with the monster.

"Is your master Meng Huafan? Where are you from? Where did he find you? Did he let you stay under the ship so that you can keep working? In addition to replacing the machinery to make the ship move, does he have any other purpose?"

The tumor did not respond to human words. It just breathed docilely, and a series of bubbles emerged from its gill slits. This time, a group of shimmering krill were carried by the bubbles and floated in the air.

"Teacher Cen, are you asking a hundred thousand questions?"

Jiang Yunmei complained.

"what is it now?"

Cen Dongsheng asked back. He looked at his elder sister again and saw that she was just smiling, obviously not planning to take action.

As a top expert in the field of mental interference, An Zhizhen is extremely cautious in handling this aspect.

This is because once interfered with by "Tian Kui Quan Shou", the individual's consciousness will be deeply branded and cannot be erased or restored. It is like being completely shattered before sticking together again.

The Philosopher King possesses spiritual power of unprecedented scale and is extremely domineering, but because of this, the destruction and change of his personality can lead to immeasurable changes: for example, the damage of sensitive information in some people's brains, and unconcealed traces that can easily attract the attention of other top powerhouses.

Just like Ma Jing, the fact that she dared to lie to the special curse master was enough to make people worry. Anyway, wanting to exert control was just a thought, and An Zhizhen's choice was to wait and see.

Cen Dongsheng always agreed with her decisions. He felt that he was a cautious person, but in fact, his elder sister was no worse than him in terms of "caution". However, women also had the decisiveness to make the right choice at critical moments, and the ability to accurately manipulate people's hearts. This was the difference between him and a natural leader...

"Why not just take it away? Put it in the lab and study it."

At this moment, An Zhizhen suddenly said something shocking and was about to grab it.

"Ah? This, this is not good..."

"What does it matter? No one else can see it here. It's mine."

"——Guest, please stop here."

When the elder sister said this openly, a sigh was heard from afar, and she finally couldn't bear to listen any more.

A thin figure walked out slowly from the depths of the corridor.

The bald man with pale skin had abnormal protrusions on his bones and a flame-like glow flowing under his skin. Although this familiar figure had very different facial features, his temperament was exactly the same as the one who sent them the letter, which had already pointed out the identity of this person:
This is a Suizhu monk from the Wuxiang Sect.

The man raised his head, and a ray of fire suddenly flickered in his hollow and deep pupils. It was not an expression, but a flame really jumped, like a candle.

Obviously, the original consciousness of this Marrow Candle Monk had been extracted, and what had descended upon this body now was a much larger consciousness.

"You are my distinguished guest. I am sorry that I cannot get away for the moment and cannot come to greet you in person. I can only meet you in this way. I hope you can forgive me." "No problem."

The elder sister smiled slightly.

"Will you apologize?"

"..."

"Why don't you give this thing to our Super Working Committee?" She pointed to the tumor behind her, "Or allow me to send someone over to study it together."

An Zhizhen's intention was too straightforward, and he silenced the man. After a while, the other party said in a deep voice:
"This is not a place for you distinguished guests to come."

"Someone has already been here once."

Cen Dongsheng said.

"That Wan Dugu, he has been here before."

"Yes." An Zhizhen smiled. "He can come, but I can't. You seem to be bullying the good and fearing the evil."

"...You are so rude."

The "Marrow Candle Monk" sighed softly. He pointed behind everyone and pointed at Ma Jing, who was shivering in the corner.

"Did you come here just for her?"

"Yes. She was harmed by Wuxiang Sect and became like this. She also accused me of how your men took human lives lightly and conducted various cruel experiments on innocent people."

"This is a dirty thing done by my subordinates." The tone of the monk Suizhu was calm, even tolerant. "You ask her to pick out the person involved. I can call him in for a confrontation directly if that satisfies Advisor An. As for Wan Dugu... he asked me a few questions and then left."

"I see. Can I ask?"

"can."

"This thing."

Cen Dongsheng smiled and pointed at the tumor.

"I've never seen anything like this before. It feels amazing. Please introduce it to us."

"……it is good."

The other party was a little helpless, thinking that this man and woman were simply cut from the same oven, and they would not let go of a good thing once they saw it.

The key point is that they obviously don't understand the meaning of this thing, but they can say "robbery" so naturally.

However, everyone is essentially the same kind of people, and now they are being polite because both of them are special-class spell-forbidden masters. If he wants something, he will also choose to grab it directly.

"It is a ghost that has survived from ancient times."

He answered honestly.

"Oh……"

"Is it some evil god?"

An Zhizhen murmured in her heart, but she rejected this guess.

"No, it doesn't look like that. I don't have the power of the gods that Dongsheng mentioned."

"There are indeed some ancient ghosts and monsters that have not reached the realm of gods and demons, but have survived to this day by relying on their tenacious vitality and long dormancy period, waiting to stir up trouble again in this era."

The Nine-Child Ghost Mother that he had indirectly come into contact with before was one of them. It had not yet awakened in this era; and the heart in front of him should be a similar existence.

These ghosts are naturally far inferior to the evil gods. Not to mention the power they possess after waking up, the "graves" they choose are also different. For example, the Nine-Child Ghost Mother hides in the deep mountains and old forests. If she is still on this planet, she will be chopped off by the King of Equality. The evil gods' sleeping places have their own characteristics. As long as they don't die, they will remain secret forever, and no one knows it yet.

But in this era, they still have a presence that cannot be underestimated.
"Ancient times? That means they have lived for tens of thousands of years. It is indeed very rare."

The brother and sister communicated in their hearts while throwing questions to each other.

"Where did you get it?"

"This beast is called 'Mirage Lord', and it is a monster that lives at the bottom of the deep sea. It naturally possesses enormous power, but it cannot freely use it. In this chaotic era of rise, it is easy to be targeted..."

The "Marrow Candle Monk" glanced at them and then slowly walked to the edge of the tumor.

He reached out his hand and gently touched the gill slits, and bubbles floated into the air.

The next moment, everyone present heard a long, loud cry—

It's a bit like the call of a whale, but more melodious, as if countless sounds overlapped together and echoed in the narrow space.

The source didn't seem to come from inside the ship, but more like another world.

"What's here is not its true form, so you don't need to look at it anymore."

Said the monk Xuezhu.

"The Mirage Lord and I reached an agreement. I let it live on my ship and provide protection; in return, it will treat this ship as its own nest, providing protection on another level."

"You need it to 'reinforce' this cruise ship? Why?"

"You know, ever since the changes in the world, there have been various secret places in this world that were once away from the human world, but are now gradually emerging into people's vision."

The other person's voice lowered, but his tone began to reveal his interest.

"I'm not talking about things like 'haunted houses', but much larger and more secretive worlds. Most of them are far away from human habitats, such as underground, deep in the sea, in the mountains, or even hidden in another dimension."

"The Mirage is my palace, my fortress, and my means of transportation. With the help of the Mirage Master, I can go anywhere in the world."

"There will be abundant untapped resources, legacies and secrets from ancient times, and sufficiently powerful opponents."

The fire in the pupils of the Marrow Candle Monk burned brighter and brighter, as if it was going to boil his entire head.

"If I really encounter such a good opportunity, I will not enjoy it alone, but will invite everyone to come and explore it and develop it together, such as Wan Dugu, Zhang Shidao... and you, Consultant An."

……I see.

Is this King of Bliss's plan?

Cen Dongsheng suddenly realized that if it was true as he said, the other party might be the one among all the current special curse masters who was most interested in the ancient times and evil gods, or even the one who knew the most about them.

Compared to the others who were busy dividing spheres of influence and expanding their influence in the world, he took a different approach.

But some words can only be half-heard. Meng Huafan couldn't really be uninterested in fighting for power and profit, otherwise he wouldn't have chosen to be the ruler of the Cangdong region in the future, and there wouldn't have been the birth of the Red Powder Prison and the Wuxiang Sect...

(End of this chapter)