A strange world

Chapter 661 Section 58. The temptation of failure

The people on the shore watched this scene in silence.

The rumors were just a hoax...or maybe a test of wishes disguised as a wish.

But this weird play with hope is really...

"Damn it for being weird..." Annan whispered.

"Warden, we are good." Candlehead expressed his loyalty humbly.

Skeleton King asked Annan: "Does it meet your requirements?"

"It seems consistent."

The monsters were silent, indicating that the monster in the lake was at least as weird as the warden.

"Now that the target has been determined...who among us will come?"

The Skeleton King and the weirdos stared at Annan at the same time.

The weirdos can't do it, the Skeleton King is an undead... Only Annan seems to be suitable.

In fact, Annan can also bring 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." Skeleton King said.

"This is 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.

Weird seemed to be unable to distinguish what could be eaten and what could not be eaten. After the skeleton soldier took the initiative to step forward, the treasure ship opened its dark mouth to swallow the skeleton soldier, and then spat 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 that forces a trick around weirdness."

It doesn’t look like it’s going to do anything…but maybe it does.

"Remember the weird ritual... it can't kill you as long as you don't trigger it."

"You mean if I don't leave the ship, I'm safe?"

"That's right..."

"I see."

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 was a bit stuffy.

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, shamefully drifting 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?"

"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 depths of the thick fog without expression. Then a third boat containing magic materials and staffs appeared.

Annan thought for a moment and took out a piece of Ilimoyasi's faded dragon scale from the magic ring - Ilimoyasi did not allow anyone to hold her own scales, so these faded dragon scales and dragon skin Annan All carried with you.

The magic ship also slipped into the thick fog silently.

Annan won all three contests.

Then the next step should be...

Wow——

A strange tidal sound emerged 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 a world without war."

"I can't fulfill this wish..."

Annan thought it would shyly say it was easy, but unexpectedly it would humbly say it couldn't be done.

"Please change your wish..."

"Then I hope all the gods in this world will come back."

The sound of the tide was silent for a moment: "Your 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 you can't 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 drift into the depths.

Annan knew that the monster in the lake was still nearby, and he was still in its "ritual".

"Forget it if it's just money, beauty and power..." Annan took the initiative to challenge.

A new boat appeared soon, and it 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.

Are you 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 "I have to answer" is also part of its "ritual"

"Because this is part of the 'entrustment', I entrusted you, and you accepted the entrustment..." Annan stared at it seriously, "I suggest you take revenge on the weirdo who killed you, rather than on a good person."

Pumi let go of his hand in a daze and let the boat carry it away, so that Annan couldn't tell for a moment whether it was a real Pumi or 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 don't have the talent of a mage, 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 He is still the Lord of Liberty City, and at most he will take some detours."

Mr. Victor froze there, and the floor suddenly shook. Annan stabilized his body and watched the lake in front of him make waves, as if he was about to be thrown out.

"You're so angry now? That's really bad..."

The rough waves continued for several minutes, pushing the boat deeper into the Swan Lake...

Annan has lost his way and doesn't know where he is drifting. At some point, the ship's hull shook slightly and hit a shoal.

The thick fog ahead dispersed, revealing a small island.