Chapter 102 Five-part Sun God

"The fools who do not belong to this era;"

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

"You are the king of yellow and black who is in charge of good luck."

In the captain of the Blue Avengers, Alger prayed to the fool with some anxiety.

Briefly explain the situation-

Because there are a little more extraordinary creatures hunting, they are difficult to save in time.

Therefore, I hope to sacrifice to Mr. Fool and let him preserve it on his behalf.

at the same time.

Klein, who was having a meal at the lawyer's house in Juergen, felt something and apologized to Mrs. Doris.

Then he got up and entered the bathroom, and his soul headed to the fog.

And when he received a prayer from Mr. Hanging Man, Mr. Fool was stunned at first!

"There is still such an operation?"

Klein's expression was a bit weird.

He is familiar with storing items on the gray fog!

But it was the first time he had someone else's stuff preserved.

But there was no loss anyway, so he wouldn't refuse.

After thinking about it, Klein recovered and replied to the Hangman in a peaceful and soothing tone.

"I see."

"call."

Alger opened his eyes and received an accurate reply. He breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

The fool did not object, but replied, "I understand."

It shows that Mr. Fool doesn't care about this little thing at all.

After all, Mr. Fool is a real god, so he naturally doesn't like these extraordinary creatures in the sequence.

But if they were not members of the Tarot Society, Mr. Fool would probably not be so tolerant, right?

Alger thought to himself, and suddenly felt a little grateful that he had joined the Tarot Club.

"Mr. Fool agreed to our request."

Alger adjusted his mindset, walked out of the captain's room, and said to the embers standing on the side.

"Then make a sacrifice as soon as possible."

Yu Chen suddenly turned around and walked towards the cabin, saying without looking back.

"good."

Alger nodded, without any doubt.

And on the other side.

The embers returned to the cabin stood still and stretched out their palms.

A pool of silver liquid slid from his body and finally condensed into shape in his palm.

"So."

Ember murmured softly, "What did you see?"

Because of the lessons learned from exploring the world of painting, Embers did not explore the island in person.

What went on his place was the imitation tears in his hand.

It seemed like tears that felt something, and two long tentacles stretched out toward both sides of the ember's head.

In an instant, memories emerged in his mind like a movie.

From falling off the boat quietly by tears, to passing through the jungle and entering a ruined ruin.

Until the end, the picture was frozen on a huge picture.

The picture is dark in color, with blurred figures in the background, and the main body is a long table.

On the long table was a figure carrying a radiant cross, surrounded by three people shrouded in shadows.

One of them is handsome and vibrant, the other is majestic and heroic, and the other is wearing a white beard, which looks very wise, but their three pairs of eyes are filled with indescribable evil, and the same behavior is true:

Opposite them, a gloomy and dark baby sat cross-legged.

This scene looks a bit weird, but it is actually a bit weird.

But Yuchen's eyes went straight past them, looking at the least noticeable figure in the corner.

It was a girl with long white hair.

She sat on a high stool higher than hers, her crystal white and tender feet shaking gently in the air.

And in front of her was a huge, unfinished oil painting.

Next to the girl was a nun holding a scythe to guard her side.

Although his figure was covered in the nun's robe, he could still vaguely identify the nun's graceful and graceful figure.

It's just now.

The nun's behavior was very different from her costume.

She was holding a red turban in her hand, and the figure was being eaten by the other four people on the other end.

The red turban seemed to have life, and was greedily drawing blood from the figure's body.

"Miss? Flid?"

Yu Chen opened his eyes and looked a little surprised.

Because he recognized the real bodies of the two figures.

I also see what they are doing-

The eldest lady was painting, while Flid was collecting the blood carrying the figure of the glorious cross as pigment.

As for the other four corpses, Embers could not recognize them.

But I think it should be the natives of this world.

And the one who was shared was undoubtedly a god.

The only problem is.

Who killed him?

The picture only shows the scene of the dismemberment, and it seems that the people on the picture join forces to kill it-

Not only those who shared the food, but also those figures who acted as background boards seemed to be involved.

But things don't seem that simple.

For example—

Embers recalled the picture.

Although there are only a few people on the surface.

But among the blurred figures that act as the background, one figure is clearer than the others.

Although his whole body was covered with black robe, only one back was exposed, and the tears fell on his body could not see his appearance clearly.

But based on the graceful back left by the figure, it is vaguely obvious that it is a woman.

and.

For some reason.

Her black robe made the ember feel inexplicably familiar, and it seemed that she had seen it somewhere.

But the memory is clearly blurred and I can't remember it...

Yu Chen decisively gave up the messy thoughts in his mind.

If you can't remember, don't think about it, anyway, you will think about it sooner or later.

Um.

Yu Chen, who no longer thinks or has no worries, suddenly became much brighter.

He turned to the deck, thinking about seeing how Arger was going.

At the same time, Alger had already arranged the ritual of sacrifice and was chanting devoutly in Guchmis's words:

"The fools who do not belong to this era;"
To be continued...