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Since the last encounter with Admiral Disease, the curse on the member of the School of Life seemed to have disappeared all of a sudden, and it even brought a little luck occasionally.

The Eye of the Mirror Dragon and the Fruit of the Elder Tree were what he encountered when he stopped for supplies today.

Audrey's eyes lit up: "Then we'll make the deal after the Tarot Club is over."

"no problem."

Susie, you can finally advance to Sequence 7!

After waiting for a few seconds, Klein maintained an unfathomable attitude and let The World speak hoarsely and gloomily:

"Help me pay attention to the mutated pituitary gland and blood of the Thousand-Faced Hunter, as well as the characteristics of the human-skinned shadow and the hair of the deep-sea naga."

Edward thought for a moment and said, "I know where to get the mutated pituitary gland and blood of the Thousand-Faced Hunter."

Klein was immediately delighted: "Where?"

"You can go to the Harvest Church on South Bridge Road and find a priest named Emlyn."

Because of his interception, he didn't know if Klein would have another chance to meet Emlyn. This was a good opportunity to introduce them to each other.

Klein was very surprised when he heard this. Emlyn?

Is it such a coincidence?

I just bought a pharmacist's formula from him yesterday.

"Okay, thank you for the clue, Mr. Gaota."

"polite."

After a moment of silence, the Hanged Man Alger said, "Mr. Gaota, I should be able to find a few more customers to purchase and store extraordinary items recently."

"Okay, you can contact me anytime."

"I will try to help you find another extraordinary item that meets your requirements."

"Thank you very much."

Alger hesitated for a moment and did not ask to buy the formula of the Wind-loving One - it would be inappropriate to pay for the formula before paying off the debt owed to the Tower.

"Also, I need you to keep an eye out for someone who is related to the disappearance of colonial slaves mentioned earlier. He calls himself Barron, has a brown-red complexion, and has obvious southern continental ethnic features, but someone has occasionally heard him speak with a Backlund accent. If you can find his whereabouts, the reward is not a problem, at least 100 pounds, or an item of equivalent value. +飕￠飕_小¨税,茫* \已\发表*罪.新^璋￠劫·"

Mr. Fool looked around and said:

"Let's communicate freely."

Audrey once again turned into a "questioning expert" and raised her hand: "Mr. Fool, the incident that happened at the dock area a few days ago, was it caused by your followers?"

Klein was stunned for a moment, then smiled slightly and said, "That's right."

"I heard that there were a lot of tarot cards left at the scene. May I ask if your followers left them there specifically to promote our Tarot Club? Can we also leave tarot cards at the scene for our future actions?"

As soon as Audrey finished speaking, Alger and Fors were very surprised. The former was surprised that Mr. Fool was officially going to reach out beyond the Tarot Club? Did this mean that Mr. Fool's power had further revived? He was no longer satisfied with being limited to a small Tarot Club, and wanted to show his power to the outside world?

Fors was surprised that the incident that was publicized as a gas explosion was actually the work of their own organization.

Klein felt helpless. Miss Justice, you are overthinking this...

But if I deny it directly, wouldn't it seem a bit cowardly?

He thought for a moment, leaned back and said a single word:

"Can."

...

A place forsaken by God.

The base of the half-ruined Temple of the Fallen Creator.

Derrick huddled in one of the shabby rooms and dozed off. As soon as he opened his eyes, he felt two malicious gazes looking at him from outside through the hole in the wall. It was Dak who had come to see him before. He took a few human fingers and stuffed them into his mouth with a smile on his face, biting them with a snapping sound.

"Really not going to have some, Derrick?"

Dak pulled another handful of fingers out of his pocket, "This is much more delicious than black face grass."

Derrick swallowed subconsciously, feeling more and more terrified. He knew clearly that they were eating human flesh and blood, but he just felt that it was a delicacy that he could not refuse.

A strong feeling of hunger came over him again. He stared at what was in Dak's hand. Suddenly, his vision blurred. When he looked again, the horrible flesh and blood on his fingers had turned into mushrooms with attractive colors.

Want to eat!

Hungry, very hungry!

Otherwise, just eat a little bit... a little bit won't necessarily cause any problem.

At this moment, Luo Weiya gently patted his shoulder with her palm, "I still have some black grass here, take it and eat it."

Derrick finally came to his senses. He didn't bother to be humble anymore. He took the unpalatable black grass and stuffed it into his mouth. Then he chewed it vigorously for a few times and swallowed it into his stomach. He immediately felt much better.

Dak snorted in dissatisfaction, but didn't say anything and turned away.

Derrick reacted at this time: "Elder Lovia, what do you want to eat?"

Luo Weiya said calmly: "I can still hold on."

As she spoke, she walked to the door and sat down on a stone, looking at the portraits of the true Creator on the murals around her, closed her eyes, and prayed silently.

Derrick clenched the Hurricane Axe in his hand and looked at the team members outside through the wall full of holes. They were all eating mushrooms and nuts, occasionally casting sinister glances at him and whispering a few words to each other.

Derrick didn't know how long Elder Lovia could suppress them, but all he could do now was wait.

Woohoo~

At this moment, a sound of wind that seemed to come from nowhere was heard, and then an illusory and mysterious door appeared out of thin air beside Derrick and slowly opened.

He hurriedly glanced outside and found that no one else noticed, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

A few seconds later, the illusory door disappeared again, and a suitcase and a cloth bag appeared in front of Derrick. He just stepped forward to pick up the two things when he saw Elder Lovia looking back at him.

Derrick's heart suddenly began to pound. Although he and Elder Lovia had reached some kind of tacit understanding, the current situation still made him a little uneasy.

Lovia's eyes lingered on the suitcase and the cloth bag for a moment, but she said nothing and turned her head away again.

Derrick wiped the sweat from his forehead and opened the leather bag. A strong fragrance immediately hit his nose. The bag contained food sent by Mr. World, including a few steaks and some bread and fruit.

Almost instantly, Derrick's suppressed hunger came back again. This time he did not choose to suppress his hunger. Instead, he picked up the food he had never seen before, stuffed it into his mouth, and began to eat it in big mouthfuls.

The tenderness of the steak, the softness of the bread, and the sweetness of the fruit gave his taste buds an experience he had never had before. It was a delicacy that he had not experienced in all those years of eating black beans.

If he had eaten black grass just to survive before, then this bag of food from the outside world made him understand what enjoyment was.

His tears fell unconsciously from the corners of his eyes. He didn't know why he was crying, but he just couldn't control himself.

When his empty stomach was gradually filled, he took the remaining food and walked to the door, whispering, "Elder Lovia...eat something."

Lovia turned her head to look at the fragrant thing and shook her head subconsciously, but her stomach made a rumbling sound.

Derrick said seriously, "We must return alive! We must return alive with this delicacy… and hope!"

She was slightly stunned, then picked up a piece of steak and a piece of bread and began to eat silently. Her expression did not change from beginning to end, but there were ripples in the depths of her pupils.

Derrick quickly glanced at the people in the distance and whispered, "I'll find a way to save myself in a moment."

He didn't go into too much detail. Luo Weiya finished her meal quietly and suddenly stood up: "I'll go over there and take a look."

As she said this she walked straight towards the contaminated team members.

Derrick immediately returned to the shabby house, took out the candle he had brought with him, lit it with his spiritual power, and then chanted:

"Fools who do not belong to this era;"

"You are the mysterious master above the gray fog;"

"You are the yellow and black king who controls good luck."

"Your faithful servant begs your gaze;"

"I pray that you will accept his offering;"

"Please open the gates of your kingdom."

Strong winds began to gust in the broken house, dyeing the surroundings with silver and dark black. As they kept colliding and merging, the two winds of different colors poured into the candlelight that symbolized the "fool", expanding and tearing out an illusory door of normal size.

Derrick immediately opened the suitcase and got in. The space inside was not very large, but it was enough for him to squat inside. He also found some food in the suitcase.

He knew that this was a gift from Mr. Gaota, and he felt grateful.

He hurriedly closed the box, then closed his eyes and waited for the sacrificial ceremony to continue.

At this moment, a smiling voice suddenly sounded in his ears:

"interesting."

Chapter 297 The World in the Painting

Derrick opened his eyes in panic, but saw nothing: "Who?"

"No wonder I had a strong feeling early this morning that I might gain something here...but I didn't expect there would be such a big surprise."

"Thank you so much, it's a pity that I protected you for a day. I will accept your reward without hesitation."

Although Derrick didn't know who the owner of the voice was, he felt a strong sense of fear. He stood up without hesitation to warn Mr. Fool, but found that he couldn't move his body at all.

"No!"

At the same time, Klein, who was above the gray fog, was witnessing the illusory door appearing behind the high-back chair. It was spreading its spirituality, and with a suction force, the suitcase was gradually sucked into the illusory door.

Suddenly, he felt the entire mysterious space tremble slightly, and the still gray-white mist began to flow noticeably!

Klein looked through the suitcase and saw Derrick, who was curled up inside with a terrified look on his face. A transparent figure was wrapped tightly around him like a python. The figure was wearing a black classical robe, a pointed hat of the same color, and a crystal monocle on his face.

What is that? !

Klein took a deep breath, and a chill rose in his heart.

This weird guy seemed to want to use the little sun's sacrificial ceremony to enter the gray fog!

What happens after entering?

Klein absolutely did not believe that the other party was just here for a visit! The biggest possibility was that they wanted to kill him and seize the position above the gray fog, thus taking over the magpie's nest!

no!