Chapter 351 Death Fight and Scam
"'Night Watch' update, ha, you are so talented and bold."
"As expected, the guys whose names I have heard of are not simple characters."
Since revealing his identity.
This was the first time that the fortune teller showed obvious emotions in his speech.
Looking at the dissipating white mist around him, the fortune teller's voice was filled with obvious and unusual anger.
Zhigeng took this opportunity and seemed to recover a little, struggling to get up from the ground.
Blood dripped down her arm, but Zhi Geng didn't notice it.
"If you came here in your true form, my plan would not succeed. After all, you are a fortune teller," she said softly, "but you are only in the form of 'possession' and you only bring a compass."
"That's why...I will succeed."
The fortune teller heard this and sneered: "Success? Do you think you will really let me fail?"
"Even if you only have [Xunjin] with you, even if you use this 'first-order' body...if you want to die, I can still make it happen for you."
Chisara nodded calmly: "Yes, but as I said, you can't get the soul of the Lord of Kirishima."
"The complete half-body soul that a demigod took the initiative to strip off...is very precious to a being like you."
"And the first generation of 'Freud' trapped it here by chance. Such a good thing is definitely difficult to happen again."
"People in the organization say you are arrogant, and they are absolutely right."
Zhigeng's voice was still soft, but extremely firm: "I have no intention of killing you, I can't do it...but I will do what I can."
The fortune teller stared at Zhi Gang for five seconds: "It seems you really want to die."
Zhi Geng shook his head: "No, I will still try my best to survive... In your current state, it shouldn't be easy to kill me, right?"
"I just need to 'leave the copy'."
The fortune teller looked at the determined Zhi Geng and shook his head slightly.
"As expected, your 'Night Watch' focus is on the 'Psychological Association'."
"If you were at the third level of 'Order', you would never say such a thing."
"But anyway... I'm really looked down upon."
Zhi Geng looked at the fortune teller: "What do you mean?"
The fortune teller said nothing and just threw the compass into the air.
"Shua——"
Around the fortune teller, the white symbols dissipated like bubbles bursting.
Then, the fortune teller spoke.
"Giving this girl's body back to you is my appreciation and reward for your courage and wisdom!"
After finishing speaking, the fortune teller closed his eyes.
Max's body lost all vitality, fell from mid-air, and fell in front of Zhi Geng.
Zhi Geng picked up Max's body, and then suddenly heard the sound again.
"The next step is to punish me for disobeying me..."
A male voice sounded from the end of the fog. His voice was very special, gentle and a little transparent, like a broadcast host from the last century.
"Zi Geng, you will die in despair."
The words sounded like a sentence, a strong wind suddenly rose, and all the fog that swept over the island temporarily dispersed.
Above the island, a fishing boat floats.
A man wearing a navy blue robe is sitting on the bow of the boat. He has short silver hair and an extremely young face.
Behind him stands a long flag, with a string of copper bells and coins hanging under the flag.
The banner was written in cursive and ink, but it was written with black humor: "Down with all the demons and monsters."
The white-haired young man looked down and stretched out his hand to catch the compass that was thrown up high.
"The land is rich and the water is trapped."
The compass turns.
The screaming white mist that originally escaped to the surroundings and "escaped" from the wine cellar was pulled back against the current, and finally gathered in the man's hands.
Zhi Geng looked at the man in mid-air with a bitter look on his face.
"You actually... came here in person!"
The man in mid-air is the fortune teller - and he is the real one.
"You don't understand me very well," the fortune teller held the moving mist in his hand and whispered, "Since I have calculated that there may be an accident, and this thing is so important to me, of course I can't not come here to do it. The ultimate insurance."
"After all...as soon as 'Floyd' dies, the restrictions on me on this island will be lifted."
"Although forcefully invading the [dungeon] requires a certain price, it is worth it."
"As it turns out, I was right again."
He said lightly, then looked down at Zhi Geng.
"Very good, it seems you realize that you are doing useless work."
"Then...you can go die."
The fortune teller said it very easily.
Zhi Geng is indeed a little desperate.
Of course she didn't want to die, but...she knew very well that the situation in front of her was a dead end.
Even though she is not weak in Tier 3, she is almost in the first tier among players.
But the man in front of me stands at the top of all players!
If he wants to kill himself...
Zhi Geng breathed out.
"Then let's give it a try, Your Excellency, Fortune Teller."
In the face of life and death, Zhigeng adjusted his mentality again.
"I won't try to survive, but I will try to hold you back... The cost of invading the copy and the cost of exposing yourself here may not make you die, but I will definitely make you very uncomfortable."
Robin said, and cut open his other palm with a utility knife.
The fortune teller looked up.
"Very courageous - it seems that he is a worthy opponent."
He stood up from the bow and took down the string of copper coins hanging.
"Robin of the Night Watch, I will give you a magnificent death worthy of you!"
The fortune teller said loudly, and Robin opened his hands to prepare for the enemy.
At this critical moment.
"Hey! Hey hey!"
A voice sounded from behind Robin.
The fortune teller and Robin turned their heads and saw a somewhat unexpected figure.
The girl with dyed golden hair put one hand on her waist and waved the other hand.
"Boss, give me some face... I have a use for this woman!"
"Let's capture her alive, okay?"
The fortune teller looked at the girl below, and after a moment of surprise, he sighed and said, "Don't mess around, Ayu... Let her go now, leave the dungeon world, how can we capture her alive?"
The figure that appeared below was none other than the Yanjing deputy minister of the 'Predator', 'Ayu'!
But immediately, the fortune teller suddenly realized that something was wrong.
He moved his fingers quickly, his face changed slightly, and he raised his hand and shouted.
"Shock!"
"Crack!"
The lightning struck where Ayu was standing, but it struck nothing.
"Illusion? I was fooled!"
The fortune teller widened his eyes in surprise, looking at the dissipating illusion.
He only saw a small octopus quickly rushing out of the cracks in the rocks, and rushed directly to the edge of the island at a speed that did not match its body shape, and jumped into the sea!
When the fortune teller came to his senses again...
Lian Zhigeng's figure had also disappeared!