Secret: The Witch's House Traitor

The feathered serpent that rushed towards Lin Nuo slammed heavily into the closed bronze door and let out a wail.

"I like pets that come to my door on their own initiative."

Lin Nuo raised his right hand slightly, and the Ring of Death lit up with a dim light. The bronze door between the man and the snake expanded more than three times in an instant. A buzzing sound was heard, and a gap slowly opened. Countless arms, tentacles and vines stretched out from it, grabbed the huge body of the feathered serpent and dragged it inside.

The demigod-level Quetzalcoatl struggled and roared frantically, but its once strong body was now numb, and its blood seemed to be frozen, as if it was possessed by wronged spirits and evil spirits. It was unable to mount an effective response, and could only watch itself being dragged into the door.

The feathered serpent was desperate. Logically speaking, the gatekeeper's extraordinary ability could never control a demigod-level creature like it. However, there was actually more than one demigod-level underworld creature that stretched out its arms from inside the gate and grabbed it. After noticing the desperate resistance of the demigod feathered serpent, they did not give it any face and stretched out more arms to cover its wailing mouth and directly dragged it into the gate.

“The island is indeed rich in resources.”

"Let's go, there's nothing to see here, let's go to the next area."

Lin Nuo grabbed another feathered serpent pulling the cart for Sauron from the underworld, then clapped his hands, took off the ring of death and put it back in his pocket, then turned around and said to his two companions with wide-eyed faces.

God damn, the resources are so abundant... Klein couldn't help but twitch his lips. He was very familiar with this method of fishing with the Death Ring. He often used the Azik Copper Whistle to fish before, but he didn't have this extraordinary ability of "opening the door".

Now that Klein had seen Lin Nuo's performance, he really wanted to go to the Spiritual Cult to 'order' a seal for a Sequence 5 Gatekeeper.

That is the Death Ring of Hell Admiral Ludwig!

It turned out that the ring fell into the hands of the lover. Although Quetzalcoatl's wisdom was not as good as that of humans, the lover's strength was obviously far beyond that of ordinary demigods.

Alger was both surprised and worried at this time. He was surprised that he had established a connection with such a powerful demigod, but he was worried that if all members of the Abraham family were so powerful, then the resources on the island might soon be exploited.

"The extraordinary creatures here are quite strong."

"It's rare that you and Qilingos were able to return alive after several explorations."

Lin Nuo said to the lucky pirate.

Who would have thought that there was a treasure hidden on the Hanged Man's ghost ship?

If the person in Lin Nuo's mirror had not absorbed Tudor's aura, it would probably be difficult to detect.

No one has this luck.

Alger was somewhat puzzled when he heard his lover praising his good luck, but he still shook his head and responded:

"There are also many weak extraordinary creatures here."

“I’ve been here at night before, but I only found traces left by demigod-level extraordinary creatures. I’ve never actually encountered one. Today is the first time I’ve encountered one head-on.

"This kind of thing depends mainly on luck, and the probability of it happening again is not too high."

Hearing this, Klein laughed at himself in his heart, are you looking down on me, the Yellow and Black King who controls good luck?

“Absolute judgments often lead to the opposite result.”

Klein tactfully hoped that these two people would not set up any more flags!

Hearing Gehrman Sparrow's words, Alger was actually quite surprised. Was this crazy adventurer reminding them to be careful? He had thought that this crazy adventurer was a crazy and unruly guy. Was he actually so cautious?

Yes, if he was just crazy, why would Mr. Fool choose him as his favorite? Is it just because his family background is clean and he has no marks of other forces?

Alger looked up into the sky, trying to discern the blurry stars through the accumulated mist.

After two minutes, he retracted his gaze and pointed in a direction:

"Go this way."

Lin Nuo nodded, and he followed Alger leisurely, as if they were on a picnic.

After walking for a while in the extremely dimly lit dark forest, Alger suddenly stopped, looked to the left, and said in a deep voice:

"A little further ahead, there will be a psychedelic wind chime tree. I want to try to deal with it myself first."

"The second extraordinary creature you encounter can be left to Germann to deal with. I will not get involved unless he needs help."

Alger wanted to arrange his subsequent action plan first, otherwise his "lover" would continue to attack him, and his and "the world"'s trip would be in vain and they would get nothing.

Of course, he dared to make such a suggestion because he took his lover's personality into consideration. Judging from his lover's performance at the Tarot Club, the other party had basically lost interest in extraordinary materials below the demigod level.

"can."

Lin Nuo had no objection. His vision was indeed high now.

"it is good."

Klein had no objection. He teleported here in the middle of the night without sleeping because he hoped to gain more and earn some extra money.

As I walked, the sound of clear wind chimes appeared in front of me. The tinkling sound of the chimes echoed, giving me a feeling of returning home and relaxing after a long time.

Lin Nuo did not interfere in the battle belonging to "The Hanged Man".

He leaned against the trunk of a big tree and closed his eyes as if recalling something precious.

Klein looked at Alger, his eyes slightly red on his rough face. He didn't know what he was thinking of. He also looked at Lin Nuo, who had his eyes closed. He really wanted to know what these two people would look like if they cried.

It must be scary to see Mr. "The Hanged Man" crying, but it's unimaginable to see Mr. "Lover" crying.

Lin Nuo didn't know what Klein was thinking. His thoughts had already quietly flown back to Backlund.

A Time Worm clone equivalent to Sequence 4 parasitized Viscount Raft Pound.

Chapter 382 Lover's Gift

Although this descendant of Tudor is from the Black Emperor, the blood of the Tudor family in his body is genuine.

Lin Nuo's clone was very considerate and only began deep parasitism after Mr. Pound had a great time reveling, without cruelly depriving this gentleman of the right to enjoy pleasure.

Because the address here is close to the West District, after completing the parasitism, Lin Nuo waved his hand to mislead the girl on the bed's mind, making her fall into a deep sleep in a tired but satisfied state.

"who are you?"

"what are you up to?"

"Why can you control my body?"

Just as Lin Nuo was rubbing the swollen bags under his eyes, Raft Pound's frightened voice rang out.

"You are at least a descendant of the Blood Emperor, don't you really know?"

Lin Nuo chuckled and asked the gentleman, who only had his thoughts still belonging to him.

"The Jacob family? The Amon family? Or the Zoroast family?"

Raft Pound asked after a moment of silence when he heard that his identity was exposed.

"you do not need to know."

Lin Nuo took out the Box of the Past, selected a coordinate, and teleported directly to the Blue Avenger.

This partially alive ghost ship behaved like a dead object in the face of this malicious outsider.

Let the bully play with it while its owner is away.

"Teleport?"

"What exactly do you want to do?"

As Rafter Pound saw the unfamiliar deck and the sea, he felt more and more uneasy. At the same time, he vaguely realized why the other party needed him.

"You'll find out soon enough."

Lin Nuo ignored Raft's question and directly cut off all his external perceptions, praying silently towards the gray fog.

This time he did not silently recite the Fool's name.

He recited the name of Tianzun directly in his heart.

"Fusheng Xuanhuang Immortal Lord."

"Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianjun."

"The God of Blessing and Prosperity Xuanhuang."

"Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun."

After completing the necessary prayers, above the gray fog, a Time Worm clone held a jade dice and crushed a crystal ball. Specks of light mixed with some gray mist rushed towards the shrinking and expanding dark red star.

A gray mist sparkling with starlight appeared in front of Lin Nuo's eyes.

The [Secret] of leveraging the power of the gray fog and borrowing the power of the probability dice is achieved.

He took out a dark red stone from his arms.

A little bit of the Blood Emperor's breath leaked out.

But these auras were locked in the boat without leaking out at all.

At the same time, the Blood Emperor's aura and the Blood Emperor's bloodline resonated.

Under the crimson moon, above the deep sea, a portal opened to the treasure hidden deep within the ghost ship.

Lin Nuo walked up quickly and passed each test, wanting to take stock of his gains.

“It’s also an angel… No, this is a treasure of the True God’s family.”

“It’s unreasonable that there is no inheritance that directly leads to Sequence 2, right?”

......

Pristine island.

"Impulse, impulse, impulse,

"O sea, rushing against gray and cold rocks!

"Impulse, impulse, impulse,

"Sea, break up at the feet of the rock!"

Lin Nuo, who was leaning against a big tree, opened his eyes amidst a rough singing.

Alger's screaming singing made the Elf King, who always enjoyed the beautiful singing of elves and mermaids, frown slightly.

His singing voice is rough and heroic, but completely out of tune, completely contrary to the normal cognition of humans and creatures, and comes with a noise-like, metallic roar, full of power that makes people irritated, nauseous and headache-inducing.

"Singing at this level would completely disqualify one from choosing a mate in an elf tribe."

Lin Nuo covered his ears and saw the tragic scene where even the psychedelic wind chime tree was trembling in the horrible singing, and he gave a very pertinent evaluation on the spot.

"Once this voice starts singing, some of the elves' blood will be useless. The proud elves will never admit that this guy has any connection with their race."

The Elf King unilaterally expelled the human Alger from the Elf Clan.

Although Klein, who was next to Alger, had blocked his ears with paper balls and actively restrained his spirituality, the blood vessels in his forehead were throbbing at this moment, and he suddenly felt the urge to kill the singer and destroy everything in front of him.

Moreover, his mind felt as if it was being torn apart, and the muscles and blood vessels under his skin began to move slightly on their own.

Mr. Hanged Man should be thankful that Mr. Lover just frowned and didn't rush up to beat you to death for singing so well. Klein used complaints to fight against his inner irritability.

"Impulse! Impulse! Impulse!"

Each word Alger uttered gradually approached the sound of waves hitting the rocks. Silver-white lightning flashed one after another, like waves of cheers.

Silver and white lights lit up one after another and struck the surface of the psychedelic wind chime tree together, causing this strange tree to tremble uncontrollably and its branches to sway stiffly and chaotically, making it difficult to emit a regular hypnotic sound.

He seized the opportunity, stretched out the short blade in his hand, and the invisible sharp blade rushed over and cut off a fist-sized, colorless, translucent fruit.

This fruit can be used to prepare Sequence 6 Hypnotist potions.

After Alger collected the fruit, he turned sideways and looked at Gehrman Sparrow.

"Let's continue..."

His speech was suddenly interrupted, the phrase corresponding to "forward" dying in his throat.

At this moment, he saw that Gehrman Sparrow's stern face was slightly distorted, and the whites of his brown eyes were slightly red, as if he would explode at any time and attack him at any time.

He had no time to be afraid and quickly looked towards his "lover" in the distance. Fortunately, although his "lover's" face was a little cold, it was not as "violent" as the "world".

This made Alger's extremely tense mind relax a little, and he completed what he had just said:

"Let's keep going."

"Let's go."

Gehrman Sparrow responded in a low voice, his head lowered to hide his murderous expression.

But soon a burst of beautiful and melodious music gradually soothed Hermann's irritable heart.

He could understand that this was a song written purely in Elvish.

"The end of the sea is a distant hometown,"