Revival of the Mysterious: Tarot Cards, Starting with the Fortune Teller

He glanced sideways at Dylan.

smiled.

"Haha, Sir Lauren, I believe you should know my profession. Since you know the result, why do you still hesitate?"

Dylan was stunned.

Only then did he react.

sighed.

"Yes, you are a fortune teller. You can understand the future path almost without using words."

"Your profession is truly amazing and enviable."

"Before I chose a profession, I considered the profession of diviner. However, the subsequent potion sequence has been lost, so I had to choose other paths."

Kurt listened to the other man's words.

His eyes flickered.

Judging from a few short paragraphs.

This Dylan next to me.

I don’t know much about the fortune teller sequence.

I don’t even know much about my abilities.

For Kurt, that's a good thing.

The less the outside world knows about the diviner's path, the greater the advantage will be in the later stage.

As the saying goes.

The unknown enemy is the most terrifying.

First, Dylan was talking about a fortune teller, not a diviner.

Secondly, it is said that a fortune teller can know his own future. In fact, a real fortune teller does not know his own future at all and can only predict others.

Using other people's divination to indirectly influence one's future is already the limit.

Third, large organizations like the Twilight Hermits do not have a complete sequence. No... maybe there isn't even a magic potion formula for the saint, so few people choose it.

After all, becoming a god is something far out of reach.

Able to reach the saints.

Already the overlord of one party.

At this moment, the man in black robe in the corner on the right front,

Stand up.

Walk towards them slowly.

It seems that the two of them are regarded as the last delicacy.

As for the more than 10 people who survived.

Now we are together.

It will be difficult to break even for a while.

So I plan to deal with them two first.

"Ta...ta...ta...!!" The scene was eerily quiet.

Footsteps came one after another.

at the same time.

A hoarse voice came from under the black cloak.

"Do you have full confidence in yourself, or is there any mechanism on the wall behind you that can help you escape?"

Dylan frowned slightly.

said in a deep voice.

"We are just here to participate in the auction. We don't want to get into trouble. If you kill you, we will treat it as invisible."

"What do you think, Your Excellency?"

The black cloak paused.

Then he continued walking.

Another sound came from under the cloak.

"This is not okay. This is my last crime. If people leave, it will affect the digestion of the potion."

"I can only blame you for your bad luck."

Although the words are simple.

The two men immediately understood that the other party's killing was due to digesting the magic potion.

Failure will have a huge impact.

J.

Neither will allow this to happen.

This battle is inevitable.

Kurt hung his monocle over his right eye.

The other party's data immediately appeared...

Name: Doyle, Brooke.

Occupation: Path to crime. Sequence 7, serial killer.

Ability: Strength increased by 2 times; freely control props within a 10-meter diameter range; pain reduced by 50%; body damage, except energy, all ability commissions are doubled by 10%, up to 7 times; invisible; can erase all traces, Even special abilities cannot be found.

Introduction: Prologue 7 is in progress, the final digestion of the potion. As long as this murder case is completed, preparations can begin for the promotion ceremony of the 'Sequence 6 Demon'.

Tip: A powerful battle sequence, prevent this person from being promoted to a sequence 6 demon as soon as possible, otherwise there will be danger!

See these tips.

Kurt was really surprised.

This was the first time he saw someone with so many abilities.

Representing Brooke every time he advanced, it was perfect.

Gained all abilities.

Final tip.

Kurt's heart sank.

suddenly think of……

Phinx's divination.

"Devil..." It is very possible that Finks turned into a demon in the end. Could it be that there is some kind of connection between the two of them?

In other words, for some reason, Brooke died and his characteristics were transferred to Finks.

There are so many possibilities.

For a moment, Kurt couldn't guess.

Moved a little closer to Dylan.

said softly.

"This person is Sequence 7, and his abilities are biased toward combat. You should be careful."

As soon as these words came out.

Dylan was shocked.

Originally guessed...

This snake of fate is a fortune teller.

But he can guarantee it.

Divination definitely does not have this ability. Is it another way?

Or maybe everything now is under the prying eyes of the snake of fate.

Have you anticipated the current situation?

But the footsteps were getting closer.

No time to think either.

The energy in the body began to flow out continuously.

Dylan also understood that continuing to talk would have no effect.

Raise your hands flat.

Suddenly, it was as if the lid was lifted off.

10 holes are exposed instantly.

"Da da da da da da da da da...!!!" Countless bullets were shot from his fingers.

Streams of fire sprayed towards Brooke.

This sudden move.

Not to mention Brooke, even Kurt was shocked.

Although I know that the opponent's Sequence 8 is a machine.

Unexpectedly, this crazy guy actually transformed his own arm.

Brooke didn't dare to take it hard.

Bodies flash around.

“Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang…!!”

“Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang…!!”

“Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang…!!”

Bullets kept following Brooke.

It seems like it will never end.

The chairs around him were all smashed to pieces by bullets.

Sawdust was flying everywhere.

The hall is only so big.

Those professionals who were working together were instantly affected.

Soon a ball of blood mist exploded.

The dead can no longer die.

While evading, Brooke was shot several times.

Blood trickled down the cloak.

I kept cumming for about three minutes.

Dylan then stopped.

Kurt could see that there was a lot of sweat on Dylan's head.

"Huhu...!" He gasped violently.

His eyes were fixed on the figure not far away.