Seeing the guys who captured her happily discussing how to divide the money, Elaine's heart sank to the bottom.
She had no extravagant hope of being able to escape, or in other words, if she could escape, she would have escaped long ago.
The abilities of these people were so weird that even as a descendant of the Sauron family, she couldn't tell what sequence they were from.
The strong one can make the air thicker, not only will the speed be greatly reduced, but breathing will also become difficult, and even the fireballs thrown will be quickly extinguished.
The white one can make the ground smooth, which sounds like an inconspicuous ability, but it makes her have to be careful every step she takes, and she will slip if she doesn't pay attention.
And this thin man possesses the most terrifying ability that Elaine has ever seen since she became an extraordinary person - he can suppress people's muscle strength. During the time when Elaine was captured, her whole body was in a state of weakness, and she could not eat.
She was panting from exhaustion, and the strength of her chest muscles made it impossible for her to even speak coherent words. No, let alone speak. If she didn't move around a few times to activate her body muscles, it would even cause difficulty in breathing.
But to say that these people belong to different sequences, Elaine doesn't think it is the case, because they have all used similar spell-like abilities, such as lighting, such as air armor...
What frightened her the most was that these three guys who could easily suppress Sequence Seven seemed to be just low-level members of a certain organization, and the one who appeared in front of her now seemed to be the top brass of this organization.
What were they arresting themselves for? It was definitely not for Tracy's reward, so, was it to use themselves as bait to capture Tracy? Or...
While Tracy continued to express her complicated thoughts, Snow raised his eyebrows slightly and said:
"This guy doesn't look very smart. Have you made her stupid?"
"No, no, it's just that I was controlled by my substitute, so I lacked physical strength." The thin man said, lightly moving his fingers. In Snow's sight, a group of gray-green mist slowly came out of Elaine's body.
It seeped out, and finally condensed into a mist-like figure behind the thin man.
Elaine's body suddenly recovered, and she almost subconsciously wanted to summon the fireball, but the sudden recovery of body functions conflicted with the low-consumption mode she had adapted to, and she choked on the large amount of air sucked into her lungs.
People started coughing crazily.
Snow casually picked up Elaine's collar, as if holding a cat by the scruff of her neck, and carried her towards the door, saying as he walked:
"I will take you away. Tell the others not to conflict with the Poseidon Church."
…
Elaine was being strutted through the city by Snow by the scruff of her neck, but suddenly she realized that the passers-by around her didn't seem to see her. According to her understanding of Byam, even if this person was very important in the local area, there should be some people at this time.
The pirate just pointed at her.
"Who are you? Why are you arresting me?"
He tried his best not to struggle and asked in a submissive tone.
Although it was a bit embarrassing, she had learned more or less how to speak according to the strong man's wishes.
"Male assassins, female hunters, this world is really interesting." Snow did not answer Elaine directly, but carried her and swaggered into an apartment.
Although Snow did not show any "aggression", when she walked into the apartment and saw the bed, Elaine's face became a little pale. She huddled up hard and crossed her arms.
He seemed weak, pitiful, and helpless.
only……
"Wake up, you are dressed in men's clothing now!"
Snow rolled his eyes, but his words were still a bit against his will. After all, even if Elaine had her chest flattened, she still looked more feminine than Hugh in regular clothes.
"..." Elaine was noncommittal about Snow's words. Although she was indeed dressed in men's clothing and hadn't taken a shower for several days. She even had a faint sour smell all over her body because she had to keep walking to drive her body muscles so that she could breathe smoothly.
, but as a "maritime businessman" who has been traveling at sea for a long time, she is convinced that this is not enough to avoid some problems.
"Forget it, he's another guy who doesn't know how to speak well, but it doesn't matter." The corners of Snow's mouth raised slightly, and regardless of what Elaine was thinking, he snapped his fingers, and then a small light door appeared.
Delicacies from different regions appeared on the table.
"What kind of spell is this?" Elaine's eyes widened when she saw it. On the one hand, it was because she hadn't had a serious meal for several days, and on the other hand, she clearly saw that many dishes had smoke on them.
Hot!
This simply challenged her occult knowledge as a descendant of an angel family!
Space items? Or teleportation? Or wishing? It can't be created out of thin air, right?
Elaine's mind was getting more and more confused, but Snow had already clasped his hands and said silently:
"Thank you, Fool, for giving me lunch..."
…
"Mr. Demon, have you had lunch?" Klein finally had his own messenger and was wondering if he should try it with someone when he heard the familiar prayer. According to the level of hunger in his belly, he immediately asked about the current time and
The person who prays has accurate judgment.
After confirming Daniz's location, Klein entered the bathroom, walked four steps backwards to reach above the gray fog, touched the light spot, and saw Mr. Demon sitting in front of a table of sumptuous food.
Generally speaking, after confirming that it is a demon, Klein can go back to prepare his own lunch/dinner, but today, he noticed a detail——
"Mr. Devil is not on board?!"
This does not seem to be something difficult to understand, but Klein knows very well that just a few days ago, Mr. Snow was on the Golden Dream, and the Golden Dream was still ten days away from Bayam!
(Because we took a detour to save Sera, we are further away from Bayam than in the original work)
Could it be that Mr. Devil disembarked on a certain island midway?
But can those ordinary islands provide so much delicious food?
"Gugu..." Although he was above the gray fog, Klein still felt hungry in his belly. He took one last look at Mr. Demon's table of delicacies and was about to leave when his eyes caught a flash of bright red.
"Is there someone else with Mr. Demon? Red hair, green eyes, she seems to be a woman...couldn't it be that Elaine?"
Although the face was difficult to distinguish under the obstruction of the gray fog, Klein still caught some obvious features. Once again feeling the "coincidence", Klein's "writer ptsd" was about to make a mistake, and quickly got out of the gray fog, but in his heart,
But he has already begun to think about how to talk to Mr. Devil about Elaine's problem...
Let’s rationally discuss the conditions required to create a badge with mental pollution.
The first thing to make clear is that this is not the creation of sealed objects, because sealed objects are not diffusible. It is okay for a emblem to be a sealed object, but it is impossible to make all family emblems contaminated, and the sealed objects are very easy to identify, as long as
If you are not an extraordinary novice, you will basically not fall into this trap.
Then let's see what materials are needed.
First, in order to ensure that the diffusion range is large enough, the end of this coat of arms must be at least a Sequence 2 angel or corresponding characteristics, otherwise the range of mental induction will only be a small city.
Second, the decorative design of the badge must be highly symbolic, such as inscribing language with strong mystical significance, and in line with the spiritual numbers, symbols, and patterns of mysticism. This requires a strong foundation in mysticism and certain research and development capabilities.
Third, even if the above two points are met, the end sequence two still needs to take the trouble to respond, just like a believer praying to the gods. If the gods do not respond, nothing will happen.
I believe that after reading these three points, everyone will understand that any normal family would not engage in such a thankless task as heraldry contamination, and would not be able to do it.
