Chapter 141: Chapter 121: Entering the Scene_3
Deep down, Duanmu Huai sneered at the stupidity of this group of Evil God Cultists, then quickly got to the main point.
“Of course, but it will take some time!”
While saying this, Ann walked over to the pond near the water source, then took out her ever-present Sorcerer Book from her waist and raised it high. She then opened the pages. Accompanied by chanting, a shining magic circle appeared out of thin air, completely engulfing the entire ball of mana, and the bubbling source of magic power began to calm down gradually.
Seeing this, Duanmu Huai also breathed a sigh of relief. Although he was not as knowledgeable as Ann, he had studied at Manaria Magic Academy so he knew that the boiling mana was beginning to settle down.
However, looking at those cultists who lay on the ground like dried corpses, Duanmu Huai was rendered speechless. Nine, it seemed, was the number of the God of Trickery. That is to say, these idiots had gathered the three princes to slaughter each other using cunning plots, and then used their evil technique below, hoping to benefit from the fight. However, because they didn’t anticipate the Dimension Stone being swapped for a regular stone, their plan failed and they ended getting involved in it themselves——Hahahaha, this is definitely the consistent style of the idiotic followers of the God of Trickery.
However, it’s not over yet.
“Oh, you’re pretty quick too.”
Just then, a voice came from outside. Duanmu Huai turned his head and saw the Witch Hunter had appeared there at some point, looking exactly the same as before. Meanwhile, Duanmu Huai stared at him and waved his hand.
“Long time no see, I thought you were dead.”
“Hahaha, luckily……I didn’t……”
However, before the Witch Hunter could finish his sentence, Duanmu Huai suddenly raised his hand and reached out for him. Instantly, an invisible gravitation bound the Witch Hunter’s body, firmly suppressing him in his place. The next moment, the Witch Hunter let out a shriek and transformed into a sticky, pink, blob-like monster with limbs. It swung its body desperately while letting out a piercing scream with its wide-open mouth.
“Next time, don’t turn up conveniently, or people might suspect you.”
Duanmu Huai stared coldly at the demon in front of him, then squeezed his right hand tightly. The next moment, the demon exploded and vanished into thin air.
The Elf Princess stared in surprise at Duanmu Huai after witnessing this.
“How did you know it was a demon?”
The Elf Princess, of course, knew what that pink creature was – a Pink Terror Demon, a demon of the God of Trickery. They can transform into any object in existence, in fact, these little pink figures are best at counterintelligence and camouflage, even the elves have a hard time distinguishing who has been transformed by the Pink Terror Demon.
“Experience, and its timing is all too convenient.”
Looking at the ground before him, Duanmu Huai snorts. He even suspected that the Witch Hunter he first met in Modheim was a disguise of the Pink Terror Demon. However, he doesn’t care. His suspicion mainly arose from the convenient appearance of the Witch Hunter who was never informed about his plan, this was enough for him.
That’s why players trust Soul Cards more, after all, you never know if the NPC that is always following you might be a Pink Terror Demon in disguise, popping out at an unexpected moment to stab you in the back, then whispering in your ear “Sorry, I’m a mole”……
However, things are far from done.
Duanmu Huai had spotted a large group of life responses approaching quickly via the Reconnaissance Servo Skull.
Clearly, looking at them, these guys are coming with bad intentions.
Duanmu Huai gripped his war hammer and blocked the exit by striding over to the door.
“Protect Ann, I’ll handle things here!”