Esther parasitizes Vika, but she can also steal the weight of the trees, giving Vika the strength to be similar to ordinary people, and she can also remove the severed tree that holds down the cloak.

Vika nervously reached out and picked up the cloak, but fortunately the cloak did not have the will to wrap him as well, and was quietly held in his hand, which made Vika rejoice in his heart.

But as he pulled up his cloak, Vika saw Pedro's bones curled up under his torn shirt, so clean that they could be used as ornaments, and even the remnants of the cloak had been eaten to the fullest.

A pair of dark red crystalline eyes fell out of it, and Vika reached out to pick it up, grabbing it in his palm and coiling it twice.

Vika didn't understand what it was, but he was vaguely aware of it, and the person controlling his body only hesitated and put it next to him.

Vika wanted to throw the cloak off his hand quickly, he could feel the temperature of the thing coming from the human, but unfortunately, this body was not under his control now, and Vika had no choice.

Except for Pedro's flesh and blood completely gone, and some of his clothes were torn apart, everything else was very intact, and Vika watched as the angle in front of him was lowered, and he was leaning down, groping around the bones as a matter of course.

It felt so strange that Vika even had the illusion that he had killed Pedro, and now he was checking what he had learned.

The revolver, the magazine, and Pedro's generous fanny pack were all lined up on the floor, containing some cash, a dagger, a few extraordinary materials for performing ritual magic, and four candles that had been cut in half for easy carrying.

"Your pirate ship doesn't look very wealthy."

The gentle female voice spoke softly, and Pedro didn't know how to reply, so he simply kept his mouth shut.

Say less and make fewer mistakes, if any words offend this extraordinary person, he doesn't even dare to think about how he will die.

Esther, on the other hand, thought of Gelman Sparrow's posture of holding a full spell in one hand, playing cards and pinching a straight flush, and felt that this group of ordinary passing pirates was a little poor, and there were also extraordinary people in the team, but now she didn't see even a charm.

Vika was hesitating, and suddenly he let go of the red cloak on his hand, and then there was a trance in front of him, and he vaguely saw a strange light.

But soon he was out of this state and regained the right to move his body, and Vika subconsciously stepped back again and again, nearly tripping over a thorny bush.

Across from him, a shoulder-length blond young lady smiled, lifted her bright red cloak, rolled it up over her body, and carefully pinned her neckline like a piece of armor.

The lady's lilting smile matched her previous voice, her pale eyes were calm and gentle, and her soft appearance like a Sunian island elf hybrid made it difficult to make people feel threatened.

But Vika only felt ridiculous.

Especially after regaining control of his body, he only felt that the experience he had just experienced was a nightmare, and the woman opposite was a living devil. Vika couldn't forget the fear of looking at his hand and aiming his gun directly at his forehead.

Esther winked at the man who had put fear on his face:

"If you want to stay here, I'm not going to stop you, but you can go. I'm going to pray to the gods I believe in, are you going to make a sacrifice? ”

Vika slumped to the ground with her legs limp, her hands and feet falling back together, not caring that her skin had been cut by a few bush thorns. After retreating for several meters, he jumped up from the ground as if he had a spring installed, and ran in the opposite direction without looking back, almost hitting his head against the tree.

Vika bit her lip tightly the whole time, and without saying a word, Esther glimpsed that blood was oozing from his mouth, and his lower lip was bitten.

Esther laughed dryly: "Haha, I'm just kidding......"

Mr. "Fool" does not eat people, unlike the other, and I hope that this cloak will not eat and vomit, so I dare not go out with it. Esther touched the edge of the red cloak and thought to herself.

The hood of the cloak squirmed lazily twice.

Esther picked up the emblem and bud that had fallen under the tree and brought them back to her body, so that she would have a place to put them when she got her satchel back.

However, the ability of the "parasite" is really not suitable for carrying any extraordinary items, and it is not convenient to parasitize other creatures, so in the conventional role, they are all parasitic on others?

Esther carved the symbol of the "Fool" with the dagger she had scavenged, and then used the candles to set up a simple "duality" prayer ritual.

Instead of a spiritual wall, a ring made of points of light was used, and Esther first prayed to the "fool", and only after receiving permission did the ritual of supplication begin.

——

Above the gray mist, Crane saw Esther's tumbling bloody cloak shrouded in the hazy gate as the hazy gate took shape.

But Esther, who was wearing this cloak, was not affected in any way, and Klein knew that this thing was extremely dangerous to look at, and probably only Esther could use it......

Is the true Creator too partial to her? I always feel that this thing is too strange. Inheriting Zoya's relationships is not a good thing for Esther, as she is also just a demigod now, and there is still a big gap between the true gods and angels.

If the true Creator expects Zoya to do something to leave such a gift on Esther, it is also one possibility......

Crane sent the satchel out of the Unreal Gate, answering Esther's prayers.

As the turmoil of the spiritual storm subsided, the doors of the illusory palace closed again.

Esther looked up and eagerly pulled out the wooden box in her satchel, which was empty when the snake was taken out.

She slipped the bud inside, put the pair of dark red eyes inside, and bit her fingertips to wipe a ring of blood on the outside of the lid of the box, re-strengthening the seal on it, so that the extraordinary materials in her hand would not inadvertently merge with the box.

The Night Emblem was also casually stuffed into her backpack, and Esther decided to wait until she returned to Rune to find a remote place to settle down, and then enter the dream to ask the Night Goddess one more time.

But if He refuses to see me, I can't go into the Night Chapel and pray to her, can I?

Thinking so, Esther pulled out the "Logan's Claw" that had been lying in her backpack for a long time, probably because it had been on the "Fool's" Source Fort all this time, and it did not actively emit toxins except for its long hair.

Sealing the negative effects of the claw knife with a point of light, Esther took out a few charms that Crane had given her a long time ago, one that allowed people to move freely underwater, and the other that allowed her to get close to the creatures of the sea.

That was just right for her plans to leave the island now.

Esther suddenly looked up, and the spot of light she had left on the outside was suddenly touched.

The man didn't come close, just circled around the periphery in distress.

Esther looked up, and the brown-haired man, who was as thin as a bamboo pole, ran back by himself, squatting not far away with a distressed face, looking over here from time to time, but he never mustered up the courage to come directly.

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Vika ran as fast as he could, away from the woman, until he finally emerged from the woods and almost fell headfirst to the shore.

The coast was empty, and the pirate flag in the distance was blown "hunting", at least a hundred meters from the shore.

Vika stood on the pale sand, hurling insults at the far away ship with every word imaginable, and then he sat on the ground as if he had been drained of all his strength, his mind full of fear of his current situation.

Last night, someone in the team was attacked by a monster-like beast, this island is not safe, but when there are many people, they can help each other and fight back, and now they are left alone, no matter how they think about it, they can only die.

Vikamo clutched the butt of his rifle at his waist, his face pale.

No, he definitely can't do it alone.

Before he could calm down, Vika's body was already moving on its own, completely unconsciously walking back in the direction he had run from.

When Vika came to his senses, he was already standing next to Andrew's body.

The color of the blood had darkened, and several reptiles were crawling on Andrew's face, unaware of anyone approaching.

Although the island is not far from Nas, the temperature is much warmer than there, and it will not take long for it to rot.

Vika noticed that an unidentified mass of refracted red light was condensing from Andrew's temple, eventually forming a fist-like lump.

"What is this?"

Because it looked like some kind of gem containing blood-red fluid, Vika hesitated for a moment, then quickly leaned over and scooped it up and carried it into his arms.

He didn't have the courage to search the captain's body, but it looked like it was worth a lot, and no one could say anything if he saw it anyway......

Vika walked a short distance and saw another fainted pirate, and instead of waking him up, he continued on his way.

The island is not safe, but people who are more dangerous than the monsters on this island can at least communicate, and Vika feels that maybe it is safer to stay by the other side.

Yes, he's come back to tell the terrible lady that the pirate ship has left, and sell her a good ...... That lady was an extraordinary, and maybe she had another way out of the island, like she had come to the island out of nowhere, and she could take herself with her!

If you really can't give this thing to her? Vika touched the "gem" in her arms, and when she thought about it, it looked precious, and maybe she would know what it was for, and beg her to take me out of here in return......

But when he could see the red in the trees, Vika panicked again.

He didn't know why he had the courage to walk back, Pedro's bones and Andrew's eyes kept rolling in front of Vika's eyes, as if mocking his desire to ask for help.

Vika spun around anxiously twice in the vicinity, he had just escaped the demon's grasp! How did it come to the idea of begging her?

He slapped his forehead twice, knowing that he should leave, but he didn't do anything to leave.

Just as he was worried, the gentle female voice sounded behind him: "Why are you back again?" ”

Vika turned her head abruptly, and subconsciously shouted out the things she was struggling with: "Please take me away!" ”

This roar full of genuine emotion made Esther's eyes freeze for a second, and then she looked at the frightened pirate with a smile: "You're not afraid of me?" ”

Vika instinctively shrunk back: "I'm scared to death, but you are extraordinary, with power far beyond my imagination!" Those bastards have already sailed away, and I can't help ......"