Chapter 661 58. The temptation of failure
The people on the shore looked at this scene in silence.
The rumors are just a hoax...or maybe a test disguised as a wish.
But this kind of weirdness that plays with hope is really...
"It's so weird..." Annan whispered.
"Warden, we are good." Candlehead expressed his loyalty humbly.
The Skeleton King asked Annan: "Does it meet your requirements?"
"It seems to meet your requirements."
The weird people were silent, indicating that the monster in the lake was at least Almost as weird as the warden.
“Now that the target has been determined...who will come from us?”
The Skeleton King and the weirdos stared at Annan at the same time.
Weirdos can't do it, the Skeleton King is an undead... It seems that only Annan is suitable.
In fact, Annan can also pull some prisoners from Liberty City and let them take risks. But the more people Weird kills, the stronger it becomes.
"I can't appear personally, but I can save you when you are in danger." The Skeleton King said.
“That’s enough.”
But before taking the risk, Annan asked the Skeleton King to send out another skeleton to try.
The boat carrying the skeleton soldiers slipped into the thick fog, and soon encountered the treasure ship.
The weird thing seems to be unable to distinguish what can be eaten and what cannot be eaten. After the skeleton soldier takes the initiative to step forward, the treasure ship opens its dark mouth and swallows the skeleton soldier, and then spits out pieces of bones.
"Hahaha idiot——"
The shore was filled with laughter and laughter.
"Give you this."
The Skeleton King handed a magic scroll to Annan. "Something I've been working on these days, it forces a cantrip around weirdos."
It doesn't look like it does anything...but maybe it does.
“Remember the weird ritual... As long as you don’t trigger it, it can’t kill you.”
“Meaning that if I don’t leave the ship, I will be safe?”
"That's right..."
"I understand."
Annan put away the magic scroll, sat in the cabin, and pushed the boat away from the shore with the candle head and personification.
Holding the oar, Annan gradually fell into the fog of the lake where he was the only one...but he knew that the Skeleton King and the others were watching from the shore.
The monster in the lake was a little happy with the continuous food today... although one of them had a bit of a toothache.
Not long after, the treasure ship with no new ideas rushed out of the mist. Annan's response was to take out a treasure chest from the magic ring.
The boat instantly sank a few centimeters into the lake. As Annan opened the box, dazzling gems were exposed.
The treasure ship silently sailed past Annan, drifting shamefully into the thick fog.
Annan put away the gem box and prepared to face the second test of the monster in the lake.
A boat carrying a blond girl covered with gauze appeared. Faced with the girl's temptation, Annan took out the magic mirror: "Mirror, mirror, who is the most beautiful person in Lost City?"< br>
"You."
Annan raised his head slightly and looked at the beautiful blond girl: "Did you hear that?"
The blond girl calmed down her expression and disappeared into the thick fog expressionlessly. deep, and then a third boat appears containing magical materials and staffs.
Annan thought for a while, and took out a piece of Yilimayas's fallen dragon scales from the magic ring - Yilimayas did not allow anyone to hold her own scales, so these faded dragon scales Dragon scales and dragon skin Annan are both carried with you.
The magic ship also slipped into the thick fog silently.
Annan won all three contests. Then the next step should be...
Crash——
A strange tidal sound came from the depths. The comic-like words that Annan had seen on the drawing board now turned into a tidal wave of obscure whispers: "Noble man, your wealth has allowed you to pass the test, so what do you want..."
"I want no more wars in this world."
"I can't realize this wish..."
Annan thought it would say it was very simple with a shy face, but unexpectedly it would humbly say it couldn't be done.
"Please change your wish..."
"Then I hope that all the gods in this world will come back."
The sound of the tide was silent for a moment: "Your The wish must be related to you..."
"Do you want to say more?" I said it but you couldn't do it. Annan still kindly gave it one last chance: "Okay, I hope you can hand over the main body to me." "
The sound of the tide was answered with silence.
"It seems that you cannot fulfill my wish. "Annan said disappointedly.
The sound of the tide gradually faded away, the lake returned to silence, and the boat carrying Annan continued to float into the depths.
Annan knew that the monster in the lake was still nearby, and he Still in its "ritual"
"Forget it if it's just money, beauty and power..." Annan took the initiative to challenge.
A new boat appeared not long after, and the boat was filled with weird entities...
It actually improved the bait for Annan, but it couldn't fool Annan.
The fourth boat went away, the fifth boat appeared, and an unexpected figure appeared on the boat.
"Why don't you save me..."
The miserable-looking Pumi was lying on the boat. He was swallowed by the weirdness and now looked like a melted candle.
Starting to test my humanity?
Annan thought, letting Pumi pass by his boat...his hand suddenly grabbed the side of the boat.
"Why! Why don't you save me."
Pumi asked frantically, and Annan's boat shook violently.
New changes? Or "having to answer" is also part of its "ritual"
"Because this is a part of 'entrustment', I entrusted you, and you accepted the entrustment..." Annan stared at it seriously, "I It is recommended that you take revenge on the monster who killed you, rather than on a good person."
Pumi let go of his hand in a daze and let the boat take it away, so that Annan couldn't tell whether it was real for a moment. Pumi is still just an illusion created by the monster in the lake.
What’s next? Annan raised his head and suddenly found himself standing in a familiar secret room, his hand covering a magic stone.
"It seems that you have no mage talent, nor are you a warlock..." Mr. Victor shook his head.
This weird thing really reflects the desires of the soul.
Annan's memory returns to Pinglin Town three years ago.
"Why are you still standing there? You have no talent and can only be a pariah. Get out now!" Victor raised his cane to hit him.
"You made a mistake. My today is not because I am a warlock, at least not entirely." Annan did not dodge, looking directly at "Victor", his black eyes flashing with confidence, "Even if I don’t have any talent. I am still the Lord of Liberty City, and I will take some detours at most.”
Mr. Victor froze there, and the floor suddenly shook. Annan stabilized his body and looked at the person in front of him. The lake made waves, as if it was about to knock him out.
"You are so angry now? It's really bad..."
The rough waves continued for several minutes, pushing the boat deeper into the Swan Lake...
Annan had lost his way. Don't know where it's floating. At some point, the ship's hull shook slightly and hit a shoal.
The thick fog ahead dispersed, revealing a small island.
(End of this chapter)