Chapter 485 Fantasy (Happy New Year's Eve!!!)

Green Forest City.

In the suburbs, within a certain villa.

The leader of the 'Sisterhood of Witches', a woman full of charm from top to bottom, is praying in front of a statue representing the 'Dark Moon'.

Although he didn't know the proverb that 'the most dangerous place is the safest place', this witch leader was very courageous.

Knowing that the Earl of Green Forest was chasing her, he still chose to hide in Green Forest City.

This is undoubtedly an unexpected decision.

However, it is not because of pure boldness that this witch leader can live safely in Green Forest City until now.

Amidst her whispered prayers, strands of blood-red brilliance, like moonlight, fell on the crescent moon pendant she was wearing.

The half-moon-shaped pendant took on a layer of blood, and seemed to be accompanied by chaotic ravings.

"Thank you for your protection."

A look of pain appeared on the face of the witch leader, but he quickly recovered and ended his prayer.

She stroked the pendant around her neck with a smile on her face.

With the protection of the hidden existence of "Mingyue", even the "Earl of Green Forest" can't predict her.

She is safe!

The witch leader stood up and went to the next secret room.

There was nothing in the secret room except a floor-to-ceiling mirror covered with a black cloth.

After removing the black cloth, the witch leader smeared a bottle of blood on it, and the mirror surface suddenly became dark.

Gradually, in the mirror, two figures emerged.

"Didn't I say that contact should be minimized? Once there are too many contacts, mystical factors in us will converge... If one is found, the other two will be divined out!"

The Blood Cup Archbishop in a blood red robe frowned and said.

"According to divine revelation...our enemy is quite good at divination, even to the point of fear."

Flender, the leader of the 'Gourmet Association' said the same.

"You two gentlemen, you lack honesty." The witch leader frowned dissatisfiedly: "Why didn't anyone tell me that you have secretly reported that organization... although the results are terrible."

"It seems... that the 'Sorority of Witches' still has a secret stronghold in Pulmouth."

The Blood Cup archbishop had a bloodthirsty smile on his face: "But why didn't you deal with those two traitors?"

"Heh...my technique is far superior to yours." The witch leader smiled and said, "Every 'witch' has to go through a ceremony before entering the sorority... Well, they thought it was just a normal and ordinary ceremony, but I don't know, when their names are left in the "Book of Witches", they left me a cursed medium!"

"Before, those two sisters had the protection of the Temple of Knowledge. I was not sure...but now...I will use black magic to let them know the price of betraying the sisterhood!"

On her pretty face, a hint of ferocity suddenly appeared.

"We're looking forward to it..." Flender was silent for a while, then suddenly said: "Besides... what other information do you have?"

"Today in Pulmouth, a weird fairy tale appeared... It may be the pollution of a high-level personality. The content in it is very interesting... The 'witch' is also good at divination. I have a vague feeling that this matter is not good for us. "

The witch leader said: "You should know something about it, right? The fairy tale of 'The Earl and the Three Thieves'?"

"I know." Flender and the Archbishop of the Blood Cup looked serious: "This may involve prophecy or curse... To be on the safe side, we all performed the ceremony and prayed for Si Sui's protection."

"Under the glory of Si Sui, all plans can only be turned into invisible!"

The three of them have no doubts about Si Sui's mighty power.

...

Pulmouth.

In the suite.

"Huh? The gears of fate have just begun to turn, but the by-product of the 'alchemy of thought' has already come out?"

Aaron, who was meditating, sensed something and exited the meditative state.

His expression was slightly excited, and he stretched out his hand towards the void.

The pure white 'fire of the furnace' blazed up, consuming a lot of spirituality.

A somewhat illusory object emerges from the ocean of subconsciousness, from the dreams of countless people...

It is a gray and inconspicuous clay pot with dark green patterns like children's graffiti on the surface.

After Aaron exported the spirituality, it changed from illusion to reality, and finally landed on the carpet with a thud.

"In the story, the lord's treasure—the endless clay pot?"

Aaron was a little excited: "I didn't put in any materials, but twisted a legendary item into reality... This is 'thought alchemy'! Or simply call it 'fantastic alchemy'..."

The ability of the 'caster' made it easy for Aaron to obtain the information of this 'creepy thing'.

It was born from illusion, so there is no pollution and negative effects.

And the only function is - to withdraw money!

Every time a natural day alternates between day and night, a certain number of gold and silver nuggets will emerge in the crock.

"But it's not much. Currently, it's worth about 1 or 2 pounds per day... It's a treasure for low-quality Extraordinary or ordinary people, but it's a tasteless thing for me."

Aaron reached into the earthen jar with disgust, took out some pieces of gold and silver, and carefully identified them: "Well...they were born from illusions, if people who heard this story and believed in it spread all over the continent, maybe there is a lot of gold and silver in the jar. A little more gold and silver can be produced every day, and the current scale of the story can only maintain this output..."

"Besides, because the 'Endless Claypot' was born out of a fairy tale, once that foundation is lost...that is, after most of Pulmouth forgets or doesn't believe the story, it disappears...it's also The only downside of 'Mind Alchemy'."

"It is of little value to me, just a bit of research and commemorative significance."

Holding the 'Endless Clay Pot', Aaron suddenly came up with an idea: "...if it is donated to the 'Sothoth Museum' in Green Forest City, so that every visitor can hear its story, maybe it will be enough keep it alive."

The act of spreading the story in Pulmouth has no basis at all. It is completely relying on the ability of hypnosis and cognitive tampering. After that, those listeners will most likely be amnesiac...

If the position is shifted in time, relying on the belief foundation of Green Forest City, it can exist for a long time.

Think and do it!

Aaron followed his own heart, put on his coat and hat, held a gold-encrusted cane in his left hand, and a crock pot in his right. His figure disappeared from the suite immediately.

Green Forest City, 1 Green Forest Avenue, Sotos Museum.

"Gentlemen and ladies... welcome to the Sothoth Museum!"

Curator Sylvia stood at the entrance of the museum, looking at every visitor with a smile.

At this moment, her eyes lit up, and she saw a gorgeously dressed lady slowly walking down from the carriage. This lady had a noble temperament, and she was from the upper class at first glance.

At the same time, from the other side of the street, Aaron walked over, his eyes swept over the carriage and the lady, and a smile appeared on his face...

Happy New Year's Eve, book friends! A lot of lucky money! Laugh... There is a red envelope for recommendation tickets at the end of the chapter