Chapter 220: Wait, let me first drain the gas in my stomach
"Wait!"
With a lift of his hand, Jack stopped Sissel, who was threatening him. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info Sissel was stunned, looking at Jack with his bottomless black skeletal eyes, fireworks erupting from his nostrils, and the flames on his body seemed to be much lighter.
"What are you going to do, are you going to say a few last words? Okay, I'll fulfill you, I'm not in a hurry, I can sit down and wait for you slowly. Sissel said.
Jack saw that the opportunity had come, Sissel seemed to be quite dignified in this group of people, after all, it was the Northwest Scorpion that used to dominate, and it was naturally a skill to be able to stand among the flame magicians gathered by the strong.
"I seem to have a breath in my stomach, I can't do it if I don't discharge it, wait, let me make a row first. ”
The flame mages looked at this strange human, and they all wanted to laugh and couldn't help it, but they all talked about something in their ears.
Just as Jack was about to turn around, a person in a different outfit in the crowd suddenly caught Jack's attention. He sat majestically on a pile of grocery boxes, his white robes different from those of the fire mages around him, a white scepter in his hand, and not only that, but the horns characteristic of the Kechisa still stood above his head. His eyes never left the ground, as if he was thinking about something, and he seemed more composed than these reckless and impulsive flame mages.
Fierce and evil people do not make people afraid, but those who are calm on the surface but extremely evil on the inside make people feel nervous and afraid. When Jack first saw him, his palms were sweating.
The White Mage, the most powerful magic class in the world, represents the power of a race, but no one seems to have mentioned that there will be a White Mage in this prison! The Big Three, the Women's Army, and the Northwest Scorpion, when Jack and Sissel were talking just now, the group of flame mages behind them who had been maintaining their skeleton form had already explained their identities in words. Jack couldn't do anything else, but he was still very observant. On the sea, how far a sailor, or fisherman's eyes, can see, determines how many big fish he can catch in the future, and the ability to detect is not everyone's talent. Jack does a good job of this, as he has to keep an eye out for the huge aquatic creatures that threaten him in the surrounding seas.
He heard it right, the Women's Army is a group of five, the Big Three are three, and the Northwest Scorpion is the guy in front of him who looks amazing and lacks IQ. So, who is that white magician, doesn't he care if the demon suppression meteorite is on his body?
"Boy, why are you stunned! Didn't you say you want to vent? Haha, I want to see what kind of gas you discharge. ”
Sissel took advantage of Jack's glance at the white magician and burned Jack's crotch with the flames of his fingertips, causing Jack to jump wildly and want to kick him.
By the time he had to take off his burning underwear, Jack was completely exposed to the air.
The flame mages looked at the "clown" in front of them and laughed, Sissel was of course most satisfied with his masterpiece, and with every breath of laughter, he spewed out a piece of fire, and every time he spewed out a piece of fire, the flames on his body flickered and dimmed.
Jack clutched his lower body, extremely embarrassed.
So, while the mages were distracted and laughing, he turned around and let out a solid fart at Sissel.
The loud "poof" seemed to startle everyone, and everyone froze in place, listening to the fart sound that was no less than their hearty laughter.
"Lao Tzu hasn't had a poop for a few days, and today is just the right time to give you a taste of food. ”
Jack smirked and put away his bare ass, straightened up, and turned his back to everyone to chant the invisible spirit, which disappeared in an instant.
Although Jack is invisible, he still stands in place, because as long as he reciting the spell to trigger the teleportation technique, he will definitely appear in front of others at some point, and when he was just in front of the fire corpses, he clearly saw that the fire corpses were not grabbing clothes, but running towards him. If it weren't for the fact that he was still familiar with the spell, I am afraid that he would have been reduced to pieces long ago.
This fart is really stinky, after all, it has condensed the turbid atmosphere for a few days, how can it not be terrifying, even Jack himself can't help but protect his nose with his hands, not his crotch. Stinky is obviously much worse than being naked, not to mention that now he is invisible, only he can see himself.
The flame mages didn't seem to have recovered yet, scrambling to sniff out Jack's fart in the air.
The eldest of the Big Three spoke: "What kind of smell is this, why is it so bizarre, and it actually comes from his backyard......"
Several thin fire skeletons known as the Women's Army also said, "Yes, this taste, wow, it's so special!"
"Yes, yes, I think so too. Hiss...... Is this the legendary 'fart' that only Tana humans have?
Sissel seemed to like the smell more than the others, and kept sucking on the convection trajectory of the fart until the flavor was all diluted and dissipated, and then he relented.
Jack couldn't help but laugh out loud as he looked at the group of stupid flame mages in front of him who were busy because of a "fragrant fart". But because of this laughter, he found that everyone was looking in his direction.
"Oh no! I knew I would have pushed the door and ran!"
At this time, Jack felt that he was not much better than these Kekisa, and he actually forgot about the escape, which was really stupid.
However, it seemed to be too late, Sissel had already walked in front of him, and looking at his eyes, he should not have realized that he was invisible in place.
In order to cope with the change, Jack decided to squat down and hold his breath to prevent Sissel from finding him.
However, things did not go as smoothly as he thought, and Sissel, as if he could hear the argument, stopped in front of Jack's eyes without missing the slightest, and took another step to kick the crouching Jack. Jack didn't dare to raise his head, for fear that the slightest movement of his own would make Sissel find out.
After a while, the flaming flippers finally slowly moved away, leaving only deep black footprints on the ground. Just as Jack was about to take a long breath, another pair of feet slowly stepped on.
The feet were covered with tattered white cloth boots, and the knee-high white robe barely blocked his thin calves, and when he reached Jack, a thick scepter also fell, slamming heavily on the floor.
"I heard you just said that the Demon Suppression Meteorite is on your body, right?"
An old, ethereal voice rang out, and Jack wanted to continue crouching, but he knew that his use of the invisible spirit technique had failed. (To be continued.) )