Chapter 164: It's Pretty Good, Two ......
"Who, who the hell did that!?"
"Boss, are you sure it's not you?"
Next to Marco, several men in black jackets with delicate muskets slung from their waists sat around, all looking at the pictures in the newspaper.
"Such a style of dressing, long red hair, and that handsome face...... Boss, you don't have another twin, do you? β
"Why don't you write to Baron Troch?"
"Rolling ......"
Marco waved his hand impatiently, looking at the newspaper photo and the frighteningly exaggerated headline, his face cloudy.
Which bastard would dare to impersonate him?
He even killed the men of the Black Pearl......
This is a false accusation, a blame!
At this moment, Marco thought of some people from the Nascimento family, who wanted the right to inherit?
, that Pobi family gives Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu doesn't want it!
Why......
Well?
No, with their little gold pounds, can they afford to kill Captain Henrik's transcendent person?
Several young people who were about the same age as him next to him glanced at each other, and grabbed the newspaper in unison, "I have this ...... collection"
"Give it to me, finally our Tyrant has a chance to show its face......"
"Don't grab it, there's still one for sale over there, just go buy another one."
Marco slapped the table with a bruise on his head, "Shut up!" β
This kind of noise caused the surrounding guests to look sideways, especially some of the pirates who had a rather unkind look.
But it didn't take long for them to look at Marco with a sudden turn of horror in their eyes, and they checked back and forth with the newspaper in their hands.
"Huh? You see that person, isn't it? β
"Is it really like, the man who killed Captain Henrik?"
"Wouldn't it? Such a terrifying big man to our island? β
"I ......"
Marco listened to the whispers around him expressionlessly, and unconsciously strained his hand to directly crush the wine glass.
Click.
Rumble!
The moment the sound fell, the panicked pirates around him, as well as the drinkers who faintly sensed that something was wrong, ran out regardless of it.
"Run, Captain Redhead is on Camilo Island!"
"It's scary, scary......"
Marco: "......"
The companions next to him looked at the completely empty tavern in a daze, except for them, only the tavern owner trembled and took out his musket, hiding behind the counter and showing his head cautiously.
"This guest, guest, the drink should be treated as a gift, can you please leave......"
"Huh?"
"No, no, no, no, I'm not driving you away, it's their ......"
Before he could finish speaking, Marco slammed into his feet and walked out, "Mosquera, pay!" β
"Oh," a young man with a black bowler hat on his head, took out a few gold pounds from the inner pocket of his red turtleneck coat and placed them on the counter, looking at the panicked tavernkeeper, chuckling, "The excess counts as compensation." β
Several people followed Marco out of the tavern, looking left and right at the crowd of onlookers hiding in the corner not far away.
"Now, are you going to go?"
"Do you have any other options than to leave?"
Marco took a deep breath and his eyes turned cold, "The newspaper says, where is that bastard?" β
"Which one?" Mosquera reacted and asked, "Boss, you don't think about it?" β
"Hmph, dare to pretend to be Lao Tzu, you can't be spared!"
Hearing this, several people closed their mouths one after another and completely quieted down.
"How?" Marco glanced around and said angrily, "You bastards, you wouldn't dare, would you?" β
"Well, I suddenly remembered that it's actually good to stay in the family......" One of them, a young man with a short stature and freckles on his face, shrunk his neck.
"I'm also worried that if I look for it, I will be slaughtered by him......"
Moskla nodded, with a look of deep disapproval, "Boss, I think it's better not to go, with our strength, except for adding some fertilizer to the Kordo Sea, there is no other effect." β
"Give up at such a little danger?" Marco held his head high, "I'm not afraid, I'll die in ...... Ay?! You bastards, let me down! β
"Moskra, hurry up, hurry up and kidnap the boss and return home!"
"I'm telling you, it's impossible, can't go back, I ......"
"Then move on," Mosquera hugged Marko's legs, and several people cooperated with each other to drag Marco onto the ship, "tighten the anchor, set sail, and reach Awad Island!" β
"I'm the captain!!"
"Sorry boss, you're a tyrant, not a redhead......"
"Bastard!!"
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On the other side, in the Clown Theater space.
Wayne sat at the table, flipping through the Cordor Bulletin as he ate the freshly caught blue marlin sashimi, feeling the sweet taste between his lips and teeth.
"Cordoh CommuniquΓ©: The Church of the Dawn's Valiant Saint Sizzy Sepulda has departed from the city-state of Almeida in the southern part of the Eastern Continent on the Dawn for the Southern Continent, and is expected to arrive near the island of Awad in a month's time."
"The Western Continent Alanika, yesterday attacked the Black Pearl's Windchaser, causing most of the casualties on board, according to the Mitchell Sage's prediction, the next Cordor Sea will enter a period of chaos, please pay more attention to all ships to avoid straying into the war zone......"
"Archbishop Nayek of the Storm Church on the west coast of the Eastern Continent has left the city-state of Custer yesterday after meeting with the Ruling Knights of the Dawn Church, and his whereabouts are unknown."
"Vian Imma Sawyer, the Captain of the House of Scaller in the Northern Continent, has led a fleet to the city-state of Andrea in ChΓ’tland, marking the official recognition of the Sonor family as the heir of Vivian!"
"Today's Cordor Chamber of Commerce Special: Blue Marlin ......"
Except for the photo of "Marko" on the front page, there was not much useful information about him in the newspaper.
However, when he saw the words "Kingdom of ShatlΓ‘n" and "City-State of Caster", there were still some fluctuations in his heart, a feeling that seemed familiar and strange.
Custer......
I believe that one day in the future, he will go back to have a look!
After he finished reading the newspaper, Tina took it and looked at it ignorantly, and when she saw the photo of Marco above, she had a lovely smile on her face: "Tina, Marco, Brother Wayne." β
"Well, it's Marko, and it's me." Wayne smiled, "I guess he himself has seen the contents of this newspaper, and I don't know how he feels now." β
"Tina, Marko, angry?"
"Are you angry...... Perhaps, but it won't make any difference to him, after all, the city-state of Karst has just experienced something like that, and the Black Pearl won't pass anytime soon. β
The white-haired girl nodded her head as if she didn't understand, flipped through the newspaper that was about the same height as her, and stared at the contents of it with big bright eyes without blinking, looking very interested in everything.
Wayne sighed when he saw her expression, if he really didn't want Tina to go back to the way she was before......
"Tina, do you remember the past?"
"Tina, before?" The white-haired girl poked her head out of the top of the newspaper, "Tina, remember, some." β
"Tell me about it." Wayne asked tentatively, "For example, in the city-state of Custer, remember that you were not what you are now, very cold......"
Tina put down the newspaper, grabbed the skirt with both hands and sat on the tall chair obediently, the two little short legs kicked subconsciously, looked directly into Wayne's eyes, and said softly: "Tina, I remember." β
"Both?"
Wayne raised an eyebrow, this answer was unexpected to him, he thought that Tina didn't remember the past, he didn't expect it......
Well, maybe there are his own reasons for such an impression.
All this time, he never tried to get to the bottom of Tina's heart, only thinking that she was still the girl who lived in his closed world.
"Tina, remember." The white-haired girl nodded heavily, "Tina, I remember for a long time, Ales took me out of my hometown. β
"Hometown?" Wayne was stunned for a moment, "Where is your hometown?" β
A look of confusion flashed on Tina's little face, "Tina, remember, it's a very dark place, there are many people, and they are all the same as me. β
A lot of people like her?
"What else?"
"Alex takes Tina, and the bear away, to Custer, ugly." Tina reached out and picked up the two dolls next to her and gestured, "Tina, the bear remembers, ugly, I don't remember." β
This sentence?
Meaning...... Does she remember the bear doll, or does the bear remember home?
Wayne didn't know, but he knew one thing, that is, when the Joker got out of control, it was with Tina's help that the secret inspectors were able to get out of trouble.
"And were you the same as you are before you came to Custer, or were you as cold and empty as you were when we first met?"
Hearing his question, Tina's bright eyes reflected his shadow, "Tina, now." β
Now......
Sure enough, what did Ales do to Tina that made her the way she was before?
"So, do you know how to use those Calamity Origin Powers?" Wayne took a deep breath and asked the most crucial question.
If she remembers everything, it will be good to solve the trouble of the Joker.
"Tina, Calamity, no!" The white-haired girl hurriedly shook her head, her eyes full of grievances, "Tina, no." β
"I know, you don't have a problem, and you're not a calamity!"
Wayne knew she couldn't rush, it seemed that Tina's situation was much better than she had imagined, at least she knew what calamity was.
Maybe it's not that she can't get into the Calamity World, but that she just doesn't want to go there again?
"Tina, no, I don't want to hurt ......" The white-haired girl lowered her head, her expression slightly gloomy.
Don't want to cause harm to others?
Wayne's mind conjured up the image of Tina as she lost controlβclouds, lightning, fissures, and magma in the sky, spreading across the city-state, and countless people wailing and being devoured and burned......
That terrifying scene like a calamity may also be remembered by Tina?
Wayne moved his chair closer to Tina, trying to make his expression look as gentle as he could, "I know you don't want that to happen again, but what I'm trying to tell you is that it's not your fault. β
"Tina, no?" The white-haired girl's voice was still very low, as if she was thinking about the truth in his words.
Not only that, but black points of light appeared out of thin air around the dining table, looming in the dimly lit theater.
This is?
Wayne looked at the black spot in front of him, his brow furrowed slightly.
[Because your Origin exceeds 300, you are exempt from the influence of Calamity Origin.] Comments: Baby zombies and little machines are not so lucky. Special Rewards: Survival Points +10, Origin +1, Resilience Level +1, Spirit Level +1. γ
The source of calamity?!
Wayne noticed the hint and looked at the black dot with a slight change in his gaze.
Sure enough, it was not that Tina was unable to use the Calamity Origin Power, but that she was unwilling to use it!
But......
Three hundred origins are exempt from those calamities...... It's not something they can bear.
Thinking of this, he turned his head to look at Sava and Zero, who were quietly listening to their conversation, and waved his hand: "Sava, you take Zero to the studio first, there is still some metal left, help me make some more bullets." β
"yes, okay." Miss Zombie glanced at Tina, got up and walked towards the studio.
"Yes, Father." Zero followed, gear-eyed and waving his mechanical arm as if trying to catch the black dots.
Bang, bang!
Well??
"Zero, you've pressed my leg!"
"Sorry, sorry......"
Wayne turned his head to look at Sava and Zero as they fell to the ground, looking stunned.
Damn, are they affected so quickly?
He knew very well that the zombies and mechanical beings would walk on the flat floor of the theater, and the possibility of falling for no reason was almost zero......
"Tina, sorry......"
The white-haired girl apparently noticed the fall of the two of them, hugged the two dolls tightly, and buried her little head in them.
"It was just an accident,"
Seeing the two enter the studio, Wayne breathed a sigh of relief and continued, "Tina, what I want to tell you is that in this world, calamity, despair, or dawn and other origins are just appearances of supernatural powers. β
"Maybe right now, you're under the influence of the source of calamity, but I'm sure as long as you can control it, nothing like Sava and them will happen."
"Tina in control?" Tina raised her head slightly, "Tina, is it okay?" β
"Of course!"
Wayne glanced around, "Actually, there's someone here who can solve your problem, and that's the clown doll you have." β
"Tina, Joker?" The white-haired girl grabbed the red nose on the clown doll and lifted him up.
"Well, that's him, but he's trapped in that dark world right now...... Do you remember? Vision? β
Tina's face seemed to struggle as she fiddled with the doll in her hand, "Tina, remember, ugly." β
"Can you let him out?" Wayne patted her on the head, "Last time you were able to resurrect, it was only with his help......"
Tina lifted her face from the doll and stared straight at him with bright eyes, a faint layer of sparkle in her eyes.
After being silent for a long time, she let go of the clown doll in her hand, turned to the corner of Wayne's clothes, and said softly, "Tina, Lingshi." β
As her voice came out, the surrounding black points of light gradually converged, forming tiny black lines that slowly wrapped around the two of them.
[Because your Origin exceeds 350, you are exempt from the influence of the Calamity Origin World.] Evaluation: Quality, quality, the weight of the source of calamity...... Special Rewards: Survival Point +20, Origin +2, Resilience Level +2, Spirit Level +2. γ
Is the weight of the source of quality?
As the darkness spread, Wayne's red eyes reflected a layer of black, and it was just him and Tina...... Well, add to the clown next to him who was suppressed on the ground by countless black lines, and there was a faint light on the bear doll's body.
It's like being on a stage, and the four light curtains are lowered to light up the appearance of several of them, so that the audience that may exist in the dark can watch their performances.
"Woo woo woo ......"
The clown noticed the movement around him, struggled to let out a burst of "miserable" shouts, and the muffled whine spread far away, as if the world was empty and silent.
Wayne looked at Tina beside him, his expression changed slightly, that is?!
I saw that the white-haired girl at this time was sitting expressionlessly, as if there was a chair of the same height as the outside world in the darkness below, and the originally bright eyes had turned into deep black.
But these were not the things that surprised Wayne the most, and what surprised him was Tina's eyebrows.
There was an extra eye motif - the black lines that looked like lightning overlapped, twisting and turning into a vertical pupil-shaped eye.
"Tina......
The white-haired girl turned her head slightly to look at Wayne, and the light on his body suddenly brightened a little, as if she was concerned by this calamity world.
Because your Origin exceeds 400, you are exempt from the influence of the Calamity Origin World. Evaluation: Calamity Demon Eye, I can't stand it...... Special Rewards: Survival Point +30, Origin +3, Tenacity Level +3, Spirit Level +3. γ
Eye of Calamity?!
Wayne frowned slightly, and his mind turned sharply, stimulating the innate spiritual transformation, transforming the spirit and resilience levels into source power, instantly increasing to 1000 origins.
"Are you alright?"
"Tina, no." The white-haired girl glanced down at the clown on the ground, and asked indifferently, "Tina, ugly, okay?" β
Wayne hesitated, he wasn't sure if the Joker would be able to solve the problem of the Calamity Origin control on Tina's body, but now he could only hope for the suspected prince of the Turing Empire of the Third Age.
"Well, let's take him out of control first, Tina."
Syllable.
Hearing his words, Tina hooked her fingers, and saw that the black threads wrapped around the clown's body were broken one by one, and only after bending slightly to the white-haired girl as if saluting did they disappear into the surrounding darkness.
And after the clown broke free from the control of those black lines, the terrifying clown mask surprisingly had no expression on it, and stood up calmly, calmly making a few movements, as if moving his stiff body.
"Really...... The container has its own consciousness, and it turns out to be like this......"
"Huh?"
Containers, consciousness?
Wayne looked at Tina, who seemed to be a different person, and then at the clown who slowly grinned sarcastically at the corner of his mouth, "Mr. Leonard, you should have heard what you said before......"
"Of course," the clown looked at the two of them, his red eyes running back and forth between their foreheads, and laughed, "That's good, two Eyes of Calamity, hee-hee......"
Two?
Wayne's eyes changed slightly, what do you mean?
"You mean I have it on my forehead too?"
The clown looked at him with bad intentions, "Obviously...... Mr. Young Wizard with the Eye of Calamity! β
PS: It's a chapter today.,I'm too sleepy.,Adjust the schedule.,Resume tomorrow!
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