Mystery: The Lamp God’s Path To Freedom

The prey targeted by the strongest hunter is a very burly, strong and rugged man. He is vigorously instigating the people around him, enjoying the feeling of playing with others in his palms.

He felt a heavy slap on the shoulder, and the pain made him turn his head instinctively, wanting to see who didn't have eyes and dared to sneak attack on himself, a senior assassin.

"My friend, I have a question I want to ask."

Anderson smiled brightly and asked questions in a friendly manner.

"roll!"

This instigation has not yet been fully enjoyed, he is not in the mood to talk nonsense with this kind of guy who can only giggle.

"Hey, you don't look like a lady."

"You are looking for death!" The big man felt the insult, and he shot quickly. The power of the potion made him light, and he was extremely good at fighting and dodging, but before he could draw out his dagger to give the bastard a fatal blow, he was stepped on I can't move on the ground.

"Who are you? What are you going to do?"

"Let go of him!"

The people who were confronting the crew came back to their senses and yelled at Anderson, but no one came forward to rescue their companions. The people gathered at this time were not for some fairness and justice, they were pursuing the ultimate For their personal interests, of course they can give up some things, such as the lives of their companions.

"You go on, go on, I just hit it off with him and want to make friends, you say, right?"

Anderson pulled the big man up. His whole body was in severe pain from the beating, and he was able to barely stand upright only with Anderson's strength. The words that he spit out from his mouth with a few missing teeth were inaudible and unclear.

Anderson dragged the prey in front of Klein like a dead dog, and then proudly repeated the previous question in front of this companion who spoke stingily as if he needed to pay for it.

"I have a question I want to know, you should think about it before answering."

"Suppose you were trapped on an island when you were adventuring with several male companions, and you woke up and found yourself turned into a woman, what would you like to do?"

Klein immediately understood the current situation. The big man in front of him was an instigator.

The instigator didn't know the truth, but still tried to make the words distinguishable: "Impossible, how can I become a woman, if I become a woman, what will my group of lovely people do? I can't accept it. If there is such a thing , I will probably kill any witnesses."

The instigator raised his eyes and peeked at Anderson, seeing his disapproving expression, he quickly changed his words and said, "If I become a woman, I, I..." He stammered for a long time, but he didn't realize that he became a woman What good things can be done.

The aura exuded by the powerful Extraordinary companions who dragged him over seemed even more terrifying. He lowered his head and muttered: "If I become a woman, I'm afraid I will lose control and become a monster."

This is what Aunt Meiyan, who provided him with the potion formula, told him that if he couldn't control his emotions and spirit, he would be easily backlashed by the power of the potion and mutate out of control.

But he vaguely remembered that his mother told him when he was a child that he had an uncle who was lost when he was young, but this was not important, he thought he probably remembered wrongly, this aunt was a hundred times more beautiful than his mother, but Her eyebrows vaguely looked like a mother's. Most importantly, she not only gave her money, but also brought him into the extraordinary world.

"What are you going to do with him?"

Klein asked casually, and the two groups of people confronting each other not far away had another physical conflict, so he had to force them to calm down again.

"I don't know what to use this kind of useless thing for. How about I serve you as a servant?"

Anderson shrugged.

"I don't like witches." Klein replied briefly.

"Haha, so you know it too, haha, why don't you like them, they are obviously beautiful and practical."

The instigator was horrified, what relationship do I, a man who has been a man for twenty years, have with a witch?

"Then are you going to be promoted to the Witch of Despair?"

Anderson paused for a moment, then laughed and said, "No, I'm very satisfied with my extraordinary path!"

Without the instigation factor, the dispute over drinking water distribution barely reached a consensus.

After the instigator was interrogated, he was bound and locked in Kirchies' room.

In the dead of night, he tried many times and confirmed that the servant on the bed was sleeping like a dead man, so he broke free from the rope and prepared to abscond. He has a lot of tricks to hide himself, and it shouldn't be a problem to hide for a day or two.

Just as he tiptoed to the door, a deep and hoarse voice suddenly came from behind: "Where are you going?"

He turned his head abruptly, a huge shadow enveloped him, and saw a monster exactly like the legendary demon staring at him with scarlet eyes, the corners of its head were touching the roof, and its dark skin was covered with light blue flames , holding a fireball in his left hand, and a giant sword formed of flames in his right hand.

He let out an "awow", limp on the ground, and gurgling liquid flowed from top to bottom.

The demon moved his body and walked towards him slowly. At the same time, he raised his giant sword and slashed down on his head.

The instigator rolled his eyes and passed out.

At noon the next day, the long-suffering passenger ship finally arrived at Oravi Island, and passengers flocked out.

After finding a hotel to settle down and enjoying a lunch with wine and soup, Klein told Anderson to wait at the hotel without going out, and he went to visit Congressman Rachaud first.

He wanted to secretly hand over the instigator to the Church of Storms after Anderson's bad luck was resolved, but the lamp god volunteered and offered to escort the prisoner to the church.

Klein hesitated for a second. He was more inclined to ask the lamp god to keep an eye on Anderson, so as not to let him die inexplicably before he moved to rescue the soldiers.

But what if he could hold the magic lamp? He also had no choice but to nod in agreement, and led the instigator out the door.

The instigator followed the terrible man who took the devil as his servant, and was too scared to breathe along the way.

He was in a daze as he walked, and couldn't remember what he was doing just now. When he regained his energy, he found himself lying on the beach.

"I was shipwrecked and washed up on an unnamed island."

He said to himself, and firmly believed in this fact.

He was hungry and thirsty, so he could only get up and explore the island with difficulty. Soon, he was pleasantly surprised to find that he had found companions, and those were like-minded friends he met after becoming a Extraordinary.

They easily found fresh water and food. When night came, he was lying in the simple shack that had just been built, and his companion handed him a green fruit.

"Sweet and sour, the taste of this fruit is really good."

He sighed and fell asleep.

It was daylight and he opened his eyes.

He sat up in a daze, feeling his chest sinking, he touched it slowly, his eyes widened suddenly, and when he looked down, two white and heavy lumps of shocking things on his chest came into view, he subconsciously He lowered his hand and groped repeatedly... Shrill screams resounded across the island.

"Mary, what happened?" A man looked inward.

who is mary Who is he calling? I? No! My name is Mari!