Chapter 103: Tarot Society Expedition
"We are all under the watchful eye of Mr. 'Fool', different from those temporary adventure combinations, and have the most precious trait - trust," said Alger, the "Hanged Man" who was leading the way in front of him, "Passing through this forest is the ruins, after this exploration, the location of this island must no longer be a secret to you, therefore, I ask that the first three explorations, including this one, must have my participation, and I want one-third of the loot." β
He didn't stop, but turned his head to look at Angel.
See what I do...... Did you guess that my "Rose Necklace" herded the "Wind Favorer", probably possessed the ability to navigate the sea, and had memorized the route to get here? Indeed, my necklace was handed over by him to the craftsman, and he knew that Bishop "The Wind Favourer" had died at my hands......
Angel thought for a moment, nodded and replied:
"It's a reasonable request, if the spoils of war can't be divided equally, they will be converted into gold pounds, but I will give priority to picking."
"Yes."
Alger breathed a sigh of relief, and readily agreed.
This is purely a trade with strength and information superiority, Angel and Klein stand on the side, with an absolute advantage in force, and they must have the final say in the distribution of the spoils, and Alger has the information about the location of the ruins, and if he doesn't take the initiative to lead the way, everyone will have no gain.
Although Klein was limited by the negative effect of "Wriggling Hunger" and did not show strong combat effectiveness for the time being, Alger took the initiative to give him a third, which can be regarded as a gesture of favor to Angel, the strongest in the team.
After negotiating the distribution plan, the three of them walked much faster, and under the leadership of Alger, they burrowed into the Black Forest, walking among the tall and stout trees with dense foliage, Angel squinted his eyes, used his dark vision to penetrate the trees, looked around, and was alert to possible dangers.
Under the faint glow of the lanterns and the occasional crimson moonlight cast overhead from between the leaves to the ground, the three of them soon came to a sparsely wooded, slightly empty place.
Alger slowed down, turned back and said:
"There is a clearing in front of us, and there are a lot of human and animal corpses, as well as curly baboons, they look scary, a bit like the kind of living corpses that are dead but not stiff, but they don't move anymore, and they are safe. Hehe, I'm worried that you're overreacting, so I'll explain it in advance. β
He smiled with what he thought was humorous, and continued to take a few steps forward, only to look back, only to see that the other two hadn't followed.
Living Corpse ......
Klein's expression was a little stiff, he came to the primordial island this time, in order to call for help, he did not leave Azk's copper whistle in the gray fog space, but carried it with him, if he passed through that "very safe" clearing, he might ......
β¦β¦ Perhaps all the living corpses will wake up and pour towards us, specifically, towards Crane's Bronze Whistle...... Angel thought of the same thing, glancing at the clearing in front of her, and proposed:
"To be on the safe side, let's take a detour."
Alger frowned, hesitated for a moment, nodded in agreement, and led the group back a short distance, back into the dense woods, and made a detour to the right.
He must have wondered if we chose to take a detour because we were afraid of dead bodies, or if it was because of the side effects of some magical item, and let him guess for himself...... Angel sneered, followed behind the "think tank" of the Tarot Society, bypassed the vast open space, and continued to walk forward.
"You're right, there's a good chance that there's a powerful transcendent creature in that clearing, otherwise there wouldn't be so many corpses."
The hanged man at the front of the queue said suddenly.
It's all gone so far, what does he say...... Angel looked at him curiously, and saw that Alger seemed to be a little nervous, and although the hand carrying the lantern was still steady, a slight bead of sweat had appeared on his forehead.
"Are you alright?"
She asked worriedly.
"It's just a little ...... I am grateful that the last time I came here, it was at the request of Ziringers, but this time I revisited the old place, but my companion was replaced by you. β
It sounds like there is a not-so-pleasant memory between Alger and "Lieutenant General", and I hope he doesn't have a stress reaction that will affect his future exploration...... Angel saw that the other party had gotten a lot better after the conversation, so he didn't continue to ask.
Suddenly, there was a faint "clanging" sound on the right side of the line, which seemed to be the crisp sound of some kind of rattle or wind chime.
The voice reminded Angel of his childhood memories that had faded away after the time travel, as if he had returned to the port city where he lived as a child, to the quiet life when the world had not yet begun to change, and all kinds of mysterious and strange creatures had not yet appeared.
Who is ringing the wind chimes?
She wanted to go into the woods and look in the direction the sound came from, but she was worried about danger.
No, how can there be danger here? The place where the bell rings must be the safest and warmest home...... Angel gradually let down her guard, and as soon as her body turned away, she was about to walk to the right.
Wait, no...... That's not what I think!
Having had the experience of being manipulated by strange emotions when she was promoted in the flames, Angel reacted immediately, and at this moment, because of the distance, there was a burst of wind chimes that stopped, allowing her to barely control herself and recover from the numbness of letting down her guard.
Beside her, Alger with a lantern and Crane with a top hat were slowly walking forward with an expectant expression as if they were chasing something good, and Alger, who was the lowest in the sequence, was already reddened and about to shed tears.
Angel reached forward with his left and right hands, pressed one shoulder, and dragged them back.
The disturbance of outsiders brought them out of that strange state, and Crane's eyes quickly returned to clarity, and Alger was a little slower, but soon showed a thoughtful expression.
"It's a psychedelic bell tree," he muttered after a moment, speaking at a faster pace, "there have been sailors in some of the islands of the depths of the sea who have seen them, and who, when they are bewitched by the hypnotic bells, will approach them unguarded, and then be preyed upon by them." β
"Its fruit is very precious, but we are not prepared for it, it is difficult to get close."
"How about waking each other up like you just did?"
Angel asked rhetorically, immediately remembering how the Nightwatch had dealt with the seal "2-049" during the mission to hunt down Riel Bieber in Tingen.
"The premise is that we are hypnotized in a staggered order, the closer we are to it, the stronger the effect of the ring, and there will not even be an interval, and when we are hypnotized at the same time, there is no way to wake each other up."
Alger explained, a look of regret on his face.
The fruit of the psychedelic bell tree is not cheap!
"There's another way," Klein, who had been silent, frowned slightly, looked at Angel, and said in a flat tone, "You made him sick at the point where he was constantly coughing, but not collapsing, which should dampen the effect of the ringing." β
Yes?
Mr. Hanged Man is a companion, Crane, have you been playing the crazy adventurer by Daniz's side for too long, and you have been a little into the play...... Angel subconsciously wanted to refute, but after thinking about it, this plan turned out to be very feasible, Alger, who was seriously ill, couldn't concentrate at all, and naturally would not fall into the hypnosis of the bell tree, even if he was accidentally hypnotized, he would wake up in pain and wake up others.
After the battle, the "Rose Necklace" will allow the sick Alger to recover quickly, and will not affect the future exploration.
Being stared at by the two of them, the "Hanged Man" quickly understood the current situation, and it might be time for him to contribute to the one-third of the loot......
β¦β¦
"Ahem, ahem......"
With his lungs wheezing like bellows, Alger struggled to lean against a stout tree, coughed a few times, and then continued on his way.
As a preferential treatment for the sick number, his horse lantern had been transferred to Klein's hands, and he only needed to slowly walk towards the location where the wind chimes came from with his empty hands, and once the companion behind him was hypnotized by the bell and exceeded his position, he had to take the initiative to wake him up.
After two experiments at a distance, the three of them determined that this method was feasible, and then they began to act with confidence.
"Jingle Bellβ"
Another bell rang, closer than before, and even with twelve points of vigilance, there was still an urge in the minds of the three of them to quickly approach the location of the bell, and they could barely suppress it.
"Yes, cough, it's not far away......"
I feel like my lungs are going to be coughed out, is this the potion sequence of "Lieutenant General of the Disease" Tracy? No wonder a whole shipload of pirates besieged her at the same time, and there was nothing they could do with her...... Alger pondered, but the high fever left his mind in a state of confusion, and he quickly gave up thinking.
The three of them continued to walk cautiously for a few steps, and among the black thick trees, they saw the maker of the wind chimes, the psychedelic wind chimes.
It was surrounded by an open space, with brown-green tree trunks, slender cracks in the bark, perpendicular to the bark texture, and a deep darkness inside, as if it were eyes without pupils.
Wind chime-like objects hung from the branches stretched out above the trunk, swaying in the wind with a crisp clanging sound, and a translucent fruit hung above the thick branch in the center.
Jingle Bell β
As soon as they got out of the woods, a superimposed bell rang out, and the three people who were still vigilant in front of them immediately became excited, and walked straight towards the bell tree.
"Ahem, ahem......"
Alger, who was left last because of his limited mobility, coughed violently, woke up from the dream of finding his unmasked parents, and quickly grabbed his hypnotized companions beside him and woke them up.
"Whew, we're going to do it next."
Angel rubbed the back of her hand against her eyes, which were almost in tears, and attacked when she was awakened by outsiders and had not yet entered the hypnotic state again.
At that moment, there was a rustling sound from the other side of the clearing, and the piglet that the hangman had used to lure the Blue Shadow Falcon out of the woods had emerged.
Under the sight of the three of them, the little spice-coated pig looked sluggish, and climbed towards the psychedelic chime tree with strange steps, and followed the melodious and light bell to the bottom of the canopy.
Whewβ
The branches with "wind chimes" stopped dancing and spread rapidly downward, surrounding the body of the piglet, which had lost its resistance and no longer fled, burrowing into its delicate nostrils, eyes, ears and mouth, and stirring like straws.
The bait piglet, who had just escaped from the claws of the vicious Blue Shadow Falcon, died under the "sucking" of the bell tree.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Angel's chest "Rose Necklace" lit up with a blue shimmer, switching to the soul of the "Wind Favorer".
"Wind Mastery"!
Thin and sharp wind blades formed in her palms, and flew towards the wind bell tree with a whistling sound, cutting off the branches that greedily sucked the juice of its prey, and rolling the "wind chimes" to the ground.
"Jingle Bellβ"
The remaining branches danced like crazy, chising endlessly, trying to hypnotize the enemies in front of them.
At this moment, Crane quickly took out a silver piece the size of half a palm from the pocket of his trench coat with his right hand, which was engraved with intricate incantations and symbols symbolizing the night.
This is an "enlarged" version of the Sleep Charm he made inspired by Angel's use of three spells on Tracy.
"Crimson!"
Spiritual infusion, he flicked his wrist and threw out "Sleep" with skill, and the silver piece quickly crossed the distance between the three of them and the bell tree like a flying knife, and stuck to the hard bark, almost all of which were submerged in it.
Bang β
A much louder than usual explosion was heard, and sleepy waves swept through the glade, and all the branches of the psychedelic belltree meekly stopped wiggling and drooped slowly.
With a snap, Klein snapped his fingers, and a pinch of dry leaves under the trunk rose with bright yellow flames.
The flames suddenly spread, and Angel's sturdy body jumped out of it, and the bone sword in his left hand pierced into the pupilless "eyes" on the bark with black flames.
"Boom-"
Every "eye", every branch, was lit up with a black cursed flame, as if it had just woken up from a dream, and the low-hanging branches of the bell tree shook as if they were struggling, making a few unformed bells.
Then, it fell completely silent.
(End of chapter)