Headshot Wizard - Chapter 527

Chapter 527

Five minutes later, Bejieka walked back smoothly. And the bald wizard stood there blankly, as if he had been ecstasy.

“Hey, what did you do to him?” Lance asked.

“Don’t worry, he will be well soon.” Bejeka squeezed her eyes. “I just asked him the way.”

“[Lost Soul Curse] Was it originally used to ask for directions?”

The white goblin muttered to herself: “It seems that my understanding of witchcraft has been wrong…”

Langston was silent.

At the same time, he was also a little bit scared in his heart, Bejeka’s strength was stronger than he thought. When she just cast the spell, he hardly noticed the fluctuation of any spell factor. And Jamiri, who seems to have some problems, is not a vegetarian, his vision is far more vicious than his own, and he can tell at a glance that she is using the Curse of Losing Souls.

These two people are not simple stuff.

“Well, I have already determined the address where the master of divination lives. It is not far from here. By the way, you should have brought the divination fee, right?”

Beijieka closed her hair, and happily led the two of them forward: “I guess the cost of a fortune-telling master like her will not be low.”

…

On the west side of Sun Island, there is a small depression.

The path circled down from above, and gradually became a lot smoother here. On the hillside to the west, there are strawberries planted in one place, but the appearance of this strawberry is a little strange, the color is aquamarine, if you don’t look carefully, you think it is an ordinary lawn.

At the end of the strawberry garden, stood an ordinary log cabin. According to the information Bejeka learned from the bald wizard, this is the daily residence of the master of fortune teller Eminem.

But when they arrived outside the cabin, they were driven back by an unusually pungent old woman.

“Careless young people, don’t you know the rules?”

When Bejeka tried to enter the strawberry orchard, the old woman who was bending over to clean the strawberry weeds in the field suddenly jumped in front of the three of them with agility. Apart from anything else, she cursed her head and covered her face: “Here. But it’s not for you to go in. This is a private place, do you want to taste the sea clan’s water prison?”

Lance noticed that when the old woman scolded, she was carrying a rough hoe in her hand.

The workmanship of the hoe is horrible, but the material is surprisingly exquisite. Visually, it is made of special coral in the nearby sea mixed with fine iron.

High-quality materials and rough workmanship have always been the iconic style of the Hai nationality, but the old woman in front of her is just an ordinary human.

At least the three of Lance didn’t feel any magical aura from her. Sun Island is indeed a relatively open place, where humans and sea races live together, and they can be relatively harmonious.

Lance was amazed at the courage and fierceness of the old woman-as an ordinary person, it is commendable to speak to three second-level wizards. On the other hand, he grabbed Bejeka who wanted to go crazy and explained with a good word: ” We are only here to find the Prophet Eminem.”

“Master Eminem is not something you can see if you want to.” The old woman still did not back down: “I see a lot of people like you. If you want to find Master Eminem for divination, you must follow the rules. Little girl, don’t use that. Staring at me with this kind of eyes, although I don’t know any witchcraft, there are a hundred ways to make you dead more ugly than anyone else. Don’t take my words as empty words, this is the only thing I can tell you.”

“What’s the rule?” Jamiri asked again somehow.

The old woman suddenly rolled her eyes: “Aren’t you literate?”

After that, she pointed her hand, and a small wooden sign stood faintly in the distance of the strawberry garden.

The size of the wooden sign was too small. It is estimated that one third of it was inserted into the muddy ground, and it was blocked by the growing weeds.

If it hadn’t been for her to point it out, Lance would have almost made it part of the fence.

“Damn, my old lady is not fortune-telling anymore!”

Bejeka suddenly became popular. As a proud witch, she had never been so despised.

Lance didn’t look good, and immediately let go of Bejeka’s hand, obediently hiding aside.

He was also very dissatisfied with the old woman’s attitude, but since Bejeka wanted to do it, he was happy to see what happened. He did divination or something, so he wasn’t very interested.

The old woman snorted coldly, and suddenly put the hoe against her shoulder, and said flatly: “Before you finish this spell silently, think about your second rib on the left side!”

After all, she walked back to the strawberry orchard without looking back, and began to repeat the previous labor.

As soon as this remark came out, Beijieka was stunned.

The magic spell she was about to chant just now seemed to choke in her throat.

“What?” Lance looked inexplicably.

Bejeka’s face was full of surprise, as if he had seen a ghost.

“Hey, are you okay?” Jamiri leaned forward somehow: “The spell was well prepared just now, why did you stop suddenly? With her mortal body, against the [secondary cleavage] The probability of immunity is basically 0, right?”

Bejieka stood there with a gloomy expression, ignoring Jamiri’s call up at all.

She snorted suddenly and turned to the small wooden sign.

Lance and others also followed suit.

“The second rib on the left. Isn’t she looking for the master of divination for the purpose of not being as simple as she said?”

Lance’s mind turned quickly, because he suddenly remembered that when he noticed the three magic pools in Bejeka’s body, one of the most powerful magic pools was located, and it was the second rib on the left. A hidden place in the center!

Does this mean that even though the old woman didn’t have the slightest magic power, she also noticed Bejeka’s abnormality?

If it is true, it is no wonder Bejeka was so surprised.

It seems that absorbing the mana pool of others as part of one’s own power is not without its drawbacks.

…

Stripping the weeds on the wooden sign, the old handwriting was revealed line by line.

It was written with Master Eminem’s divination rules.

The famous master of divination on Sun Island has a limit on the number of divinations per month. Every month, she will post three tasks, and the person who completes each task can get an opportunity for divination-this opportunity can be reserved for herself or given to others, but there is only one. In other words, she only gave three people a month for divination.

“There are only three places, is it too scarce?” Jamiri exclaimed: “Although it is still the beginning of the month, what if all three tasks are completed?”

“Then you can only wait for next month.” Lance said, pointing to the next rule.

The place to receive the mission is in the well-known Sun Island Regional Autonomous Union on Sun Island. This is an association established by the top of the Sun Island Sea Clan, similar to the mercenary association in the mortal world, but most of the registered members are magical wizards or powerful sea clan with special functions. The task of publishing is also relatively difficult.

“You still have to complete the task, is this master of divination too troublesome?”

Bejeka said in dissatisfaction. She rolled her eyes, and finally stomped her feet and said, “But…Master of divination, I must see it. So, even if you want to complete the task, you must get it done.”

Lance said indifferently: “There is nothing wrong with it anyway, we can go over and take a look.”

…

In the autonomous union, a group of three successfully completed registration as free wizards.

The receptionists of the Sea Clan did not discriminate because of their human status. In fact, the little mermaid had a very good service attitude, although her lower body was placed in a large water tank-this is how much people It seems a bit unbearable.

But the smile on her face gave a sense of sunshine.

“…Is the mission of Prophet Eminem? Okay, I will check it for the three adults.”

“Well, so far this month, Lord Eminem has released three missions as always. The good news is that so far, none of these three missions have been completed; the bad news is that the missions this month seem to be a bit difficult. Many magical wizards have also taken it, but so far there is no news.”

Beijieka’s eyes suddenly lit up: “What are the tasks?”

The receptionist immediately handed over three mission cards.

Lance took one of the cards, and when the card was put in his hand, a moist feeling was immediately transferred to the palm of his hand.

This thing should be made of a special kind of seaweed, with a piece of information compressed on it. When Lance touches the small box on the card, the card will automatically expand and become an A4 paper-sized mission delegation agreement.

The mission that Lance got was to hunt down a mysterious sea beast that had been frequenting the outskirts of Sun Island recently.

This sea beast appeared two months ago, but it has swallowed many sea races and a large number of wizards, and has caused considerable damage to the forces of Sun Island. What is depressing is that this sea beast has the ability to perceive and avoid risks beyond the wizards’ imagination.

It seems to possess a natural power that can counteract reconnaissance witchcraft.

Moreover, it will only attack and sneak attacks when wizards or sea people are alone. Once there are a large number of people, its sneak attacks will become very cautious, and it will stay away from large cargo ships. This caused great difficulty for the high-level Sun Island to gather wizards to hunt down this mysterious sea beast.

After several unsuccessful returns, the prophet Eminem released this task, hoping that a wizard can destroy this mysterious sea beast.

The reward is naturally an opportunity for divination.

“Only single offense. I don’t like big ships. It doesn’t look like a big guy.” Lance estimated in his mind that several large sea monsters were automatically ruled out by him.

The remaining small sea monsters that haunt the offshore are almost no threat to him.

The only thing he was curious about was how this mysterious sea beast evaded reconnaissance witchcraft.