Chapter 1128 The Death of Luck

The radiance overflowed from the girl's skin, as if it was a holy light, covering her and illuminating the entire room. The half-demon stared at this scene in a daze.

She had no idea what was going on.

But the breath emanating from the girl made her back again and again.

"What's this?"

"Such a breath..."

"Big demon?"

"no no!"

"It's a bit worse than the big demon, but to a certain extent, it's even more...frightening!"

Feeling the aura that almost made her worship, the half-demon's face changed continuously, and she subconsciously shouted: "Tanya? Tanya? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine!"

"I……"

"2567!"

The half-assed fortune teller answered.

However, just as the words were spoken, the power in the body of the half-hearted fortune teller suddenly trembled, allowing her to see a certain picture. When seeing this picture, the half-hearted fortune teller exclaimed with joy, and his whole body was like A gust of wind rushed out of the room.

That kind of speed made the half-demon's pupils shrink.

"So fast!"

The surprised half-demon ran out after him.

Then, she saw the man who made her extremely afraid.

She was dressed in black, without any change, the expression on her face was still the same indifference that made her feel cold, and the fire crow on her shoulder became more and more handsome.

And her idiot friend stood in front of the other party with his head held high, with extreme joy on his face.

It was the excitement of long-awaited fulfillment.

However, when thinking of the other party's past performance and current identity, Ban Yao's heart tightened.

"Your Majesty."

"Please forgive Tanya for her ignorance."

The half-demon bowed and said.

However, Kieran turned a deaf ear to such words. He lowered his head and looked at the half-assed fortune-teller with joy and excitement.

He saw all the changes in the other party.

From ordinary to extraordinary.

It was done in just a moment.

Even Kieran couldn't hide his surprise at such a change.

What's more, the other party's transcendence seems to be different.

It is not a simple step-in, even if the strength seems to have reached the step-up, but there is a palpitating power in the blood of the other party.

It was a kind of palpitation when the smallness faced the vastness.

Erratic and uncertain.

But it really exists,

Qin Ran couldn't help but become strange when he looked at the half-assed fortune-teller.

"A descendant of the 'forgotten' god?"

"The mortal body restrains one's own uniqueness, and only after touching the shackles of the mortal can it gradually appear!"

Qin Ran recalled what Rachel told him, and sighed in his heart.

The opponent's luck is really good!

As good as you can imagine.

According to the original words of the female tavern owner: Gods are powerful, but as the bloodline becomes thinner, no matter how powerful the bloodline is, it will become ordinary. Unless it can be extraordinary again and activate the bloodline in the body, but ordinary Qualifications have long been locked in their lives.

To put it simply, if there are no accidents, these descendants of the gods with thin blood are destined to live an ordinary life.

And now...

Something unexpected happened.

He became this by accident.

Regarding this surprise, Kieran took a deep breath and looked at the scarecrow in the opponent's hand.

With Kieran's gaze at this moment, he could naturally discover the extraordinary qualities of this scarecrow.

It looks ordinary, but it is actually extraordinary.

"Can I see it?"

Qin Ran asked.

"good."

Without hesitation, Tanya handed the scarecrow into Kieran's hands.

This is a small, tattered scarecrow, covered with traces of time, and the ropes used to weave it are damaged.

But after Qin Ran took it over, his eyes narrowed.

【Name: Death of Luck】

[Type: sundries]

【quality:? ? ? 】

[Attribute: Devouring Luck (0/2)]

【need:? ? ? 】

[Whether this copy can be taken out: No]

[Note: Under the roots of the World Tree, where the dark things twist and turn, thin weeds grow vigorously. They absorb the nutrients in the soil and are watered by the saliva of the dark things. They become It is indescribable, only some gods know their existence, and even fewer gods know their usage]

…

[Luck Devouring: Devouring the target's luck, and converting it into unique power in a unique way to feed back to the user]

…

"world Tree?"

"The dark thing?"

"Soil and saliva?"

"Swallowing the target's luck, feedback will be given to the user!"

Although he guessed how extraordinary this scarecrow was, Qin Ran was still frightened when he saw the nouns in these notes.

What the dark thing is, Kieran doesn't know.

Kieran had read about the World Tree in a certain book.

According to legend, it is a huge tree that supports a whole world!

And the fruit that grows from this tree is the original god of this world.

Then, the level of the pitch-black thing under the World Tree will naturally not be any lower.

In the same way, how low will the weeds 'nourished' by such two existences be?

"Luck?"

Qin Ran whispered to himself.

He couldn't help but shake his head as he recalled the performance of the 'God of Forest City' and the leader of 'Penetrating Thorn', especially the appearance of Thackeray.

"It's not just luck anymore."

"There are other things mixed in."

"Especially the emotions..."

"No!"

“It’s not just emotions either.”

"But everything has changed without leaving a trace!"

"Luck, luck..."

"How terrible!"

Qin Ran, who squinted his eyes, exhaled heavily and returned the [Luck-devouring Sorrow] in his hand to the other party.

Not to mention that [Sorrow of Luck] has been used up the number of times it should be used, and it cannot bring out the dungeon world and special usage requirements.

Even without these prerequisites, Kieran would not rely on coaxing to steal something from a little girl who was full of kindness and affection towards him.

As Tanya entered the extraordinary level, the aura on the opponent's body became clearer and clearer.

Especially good intentions and bad intentions!

That sense of clarity can only be expressed in words.

Tanya, who had no idea what was going on, took the [Sorrow of Luck] and looked at Kieran expectantly.

"I, I helped 2567 you, right?"

She stuttered slightly and asked in a voice as loud as a mosquito. She didn't behave like she usually talked to herself at all.

"Yes."

"Thanks."

Qin Ran nodded.

Faced with the facts, Kieran would not refute.

Even this kind of help is not what he asked for.

But help itself exists.

Kieran couldn't do anything like turning his back and denying someone after getting a benefit.

But immediately, Kieran felt a little regretful.

After receiving Kieran's affirmative answer, Tanya let out a cheer.

"Cheer for this king's blessing!"

"You ignorant common people!"

"This king..."

The half-hearted fortune teller who was trapped in the little theater in his mind spoke loudly. However, when he saw Qin Ran frowning, the half-hearted fortune teller immediately stopped.

"2567, are you angry?"

Tanya asked cautiously.

Qin Ran shook his head and said nothing.

He just looked at the gravel path beside him.

Under Kieran's gaze, a figure walked out slowly.

PS Fei Long, who is feeling weak, would like to remind everyone that the weather is getting colder, so please put on more clothes and drink more water...