The Secret Garden of the Dandelion Troupe

The branch president of the Adventurer's Guild in Bear Pig Town is a nice guy. After communicating with Markas, Mu Hua also felt that he was a bit ostentatious in his criticism of the Fraudster.

But Markas is a nice guy and speaks well. Mu Hua is curious about why Kunna didn't get along with him at the beginning. Is it because of the position? Or is it because Kunna hates fat people?

Fraudsters can be regarded as a very dangerous demon to humans. Their danger does not lie in their combat ability, but in deception.

Just like their name, they like to deceive and are good at blackmail. As for humans, even if they know that they are Fraudsters, many people will still be fooled.

Their fraud is not magic. They are like a group of professional fraudsters who simply use words to deceive, but many people will be fooled.

The threat of Fraudsters to humans is unreasonable, which may also be related to the bad nature of humans.

So the best way to deal with Fraudsters is to stab them in the waist when you see them.

To be honest, it seems to be a very idiotic behavior to reason with liars, discuss right and wrong, and have any communication with them.

The tricksters can cause trouble to humans, but among the demons, even if they use the Transfiguration, it is difficult for them to deceive the demons.

Most of the powerful individuals among them serve as advisers to some powerful people, otherwise they are more likely to become food for other demons during their growth.

Although he did not get the ability similar to the "Ancient Scam", Mu Hua got some Transfiguration skill stones from the group of tricksters on the edge of the Snow Ridge Pasture, so it was not a complete loss. These tricksters more or less carried some mithril and demon gold coins.

In addition to the hanging stones and a small amount of monster flesh materials that are generally dropped after death, compared with other low-level monsters, this group of tricksters is unexpectedly rich, or is it the benefit of "opening up wasteland"?

He also harvested a small amount of Bailian Secret Stones, and the level of the Undead Summoning was upgraded to LV80 and was stuck again. The prerequisite skills required this time made Mu Hua a little scared.

The Wind of Aging, Mu Hua never thought that one day he would figure out how to learn such a terrifying thing.

The Jealous Bite gave Mu Hua the ability to be immune to the erosion of the Wind of Aging, but he had never seen the Wind of Aging, so he had no idea how to learn it or where to get it.

However, Mu Hua had not used the new summoned beasts yet, so he was not in a hurry to continue to upgrade the summoning of the dead.

He wanted to further improve the improper fireball technique, but it was mixed with too much magic, and it consumed a lot of the Hundred Refinement Secret Stone. Moreover, the last skill that blocked its level was Explosive Flame. If it was blocked again, Mu Hua’s current intelligence probably couldn’t afford the pre-condition, so he put it aside for the time being.

The generation of the ice element affects the water element spirit (fake), and after the full-level qualitative change, Mu Hua should be able to obtain an elemental spirit.

However, he was not sure whether there would be a pre-condition demand in the middle of the process. Mu Hua decided not to provoke such a high-end existence for the time being, but to choose some practical skills with high cost performance to strengthen first.

These skills should have been strengthened long ago, and Mu Hua didn’t expect that he would become a ghost first.

Dispel and Condensate, these two opposing magics shine in the courtyard war, especially Dispel in terms of restraining magic props. This magic can be said to be a natural counter to gold coin warriors, and it is a magic with a very high cost-effectiveness.

And with just one Dispel, it can even add a magic breaker to the mage system.

Increasing the level can expand the strength and range of Dispel, and Mu Hua plans to krypton it first.

Condensate is integrated into the inherent magic frost, but it can be upgraded separately.

However, kryptoning Condensate alone is a bit of a loss, and sooner or later you have to upgrade Frost. Mu Hua plans to upgrade Frost first after Dispel, and then krypton Condensate alone after Frost reaches a certain level, so as to save himself from being frustrated when encountering high-level Dispel in the future.

With the precedent of Fireball, Mu Hua also expects Frost to be more serious.

After Dispel and Condensate, Mu Hua also aimed at Magic Shield.

Now Mu Hua basically does not put on Magic Shield for himself, mainly because this magic consumes too much mana in the naked defense state.

But as the level of practice increases, the magic shield will bring the defensive characteristics of the caster. According to the percentage calculation, if the magic shield is krypton to the extreme, it will have the same defense and resistance as Mu Hua's body. Needless to say, the change in its effectiveness.

After some thought, other skills were put aside for the time being. For these three magics that can be called "rogue black hands" among spellcasters, Mu Hua was ready to turn over their cards first.

He collected the Terror Rider, rode back to the city, and contacted Tina to inquire about the renovation and decoration of the shops in the commercial street.

After confirming that there were not too many rumors about ghosts and gods in the fortress city for the time being, Mu Hua contacted Samantha unconsciously, and asked her if there was a source of magic potion materials.

Distress always makes me think of Samantha, and that indescribable sensibility gives Mu Hua a headache.

Mu Hua blamed it on not catching Samantha for sex. As a man, even if he is in love, he will not be obsessed with her endlessly after having sex a few more times.

As long as they have sex enough, every man can have the qualities of a domineering boss that women desire.

I really don’t understand why women like the domineering boss style. Well, maybe because he is rich? After all, a domineering boss without money is called a gangster. . .

Thinking about something else, Mu Hua did not go to find Odysseus again. He left the courtyard and went to the farm to attend the party initiated by Old Morey.

Shouldn’t we first inform a few people in the town about the ghosts and gods?

It’s not a good thing to keep it a secret.

It would be very ugly if it was exposed one day.

And I don’t have any adverse effects on the living. At most, I will become a ghost after death.

The joy that Tuesday sends can largely prevent ghosts from going crazy due to emptiness. It would be nice to be a sane ghost after death, right? It can also be evolved.

Where can we find some beings for Tuesday to cast the withering curse?

The abyss? I have killed all those who can be killed, and the joy that cannot be killed is a bit less.

Raise monsters? Put the withering curse on the monsters raised by myself? Those monsters may go crazy.

Prison? I don’t have any connections, so it’s not suitable.

Courtyard monsters? Hmm... Maze, yes, the monsters in the maze in Fiona’s courtyard seem to be quite suitable.

Anyway, they can’t leave the maze area. If they are cursed with withering, let them go crazy in the maze, and they won’t cause too much trouble.

Hmm, this seems to be possible, and it seems worth a try.

At the party, Mu Hua ate and drank absent-mindedly.

Sometimes I thought about Samantha, sometimes I thought about being jealous of ghosts and gods, sometimes I thought about whether these neighbors who I had finally gotten to know would turn against me because of ghosts and gods, and sometimes I thought about Samantha again, ugh… . .

Radiali, go to hell, explode, world!

Pete's resignation was a foregone conclusion, and even if the mayor came, he couldn't match him. Among a group of middle-aged and elderly people, Mu Hua became a favorite in the eyes of the farm girls.

Unfortunately, Mu Hua rejected all the girls' invitations. The cowboy boys on the farm were more suitable for them. Mu Hua's physique was a little high now, and it was a little dangerous for ordinary girls to play with him.

Mu Hua gathered with a group of middle-aged and elderly people in a mature manner. The old lady Selma drank beer in big gulps, boasted about her daughter who was expected to join the noble knights, and popularized some concepts related to ghosts and gods to everyone from time to time.

The atmosphere of the party was very warm. Under the starry sky at night, I don't know when, the dark cloud of fate seemed to cover the town where all industries were waiting to be developed.

In a hidden underground space on the outskirts of Heiman, the perfect lighting system makes the hangar-like basement not dark at all, but the scene in it seems to be spreading infinite malice to the world.

Women, a large number of beautiful women bound by chains, sleeping peacefully, with towering bellies, they carry the breath of witches.

When a small hand with sharp nails penetrates the belly of a pregnant woman, the flowing blood and internal organs still do not disturb the pregnant woman's sleep.

Sleep, a normal physiological activity that cannot be more normal, but if it is placed in the curse system, it is a top-level curse beyond the high level.

Hundreds of witches are sleeping in this underground space, they are breeding the offspring of demons, this is not the awakening of witches, they are all witches who have awakened long ago, someone is using them to create the first generation of demons?

"Penelope! Are you crazy!? Let me go!" Another witch with a terrified face was pressed into the basement, the witch screamed and struggled, and a man and a woman walked out from a corner of the basement.

"For many years, witches have suffered discrimination, and you wandering witches have done nothing to benefit your people."

"Dear, witches are about to enter the real palace. We need strength, so you need to do something." The tall woman named Penelope walked up to the captured witch, stroked her cheek, and said softly.

"You are also a wandering witch! Let me go, I am willing to follow you." The witch shook her head and begged for mercy, looking at the strong man next to Penelope, her eyes full of fear.

"Wandering witch? Oh, not now. Sleep." Penelope chuckled. Under the influence of the eternal sleep curse, the captured witch stopped struggling, breathing evenly, and fell asleep.

"Barber." Penelope called the man beside her.

"Penelope, I'm a little bored." The man impatiently approached the sleeping witch, and a breath blew out of his mouth while speaking.

The strange breath was inhaled by the sleeping witch, and her even breathing seemed to be hasty, and the witch's cheeks gradually flushed.

Asmodeus's Breath!

"Fascinating breath, Barber, we have to buy time, you can make them conceive faster, and the children grow up faster."

"My mirror image will soon be discovered, we need to hurry up."

Penelope came to the man, and seemed to be contaminated by the breath of the man. Her originally beautiful face became as ugly as a mummy, but seeing her face changing back and forth between beauty and ugliness, the man named Barber showed a fond smile.

"These little bastards are meaningless, we don't need them." Holding Penelope's slender waist, Barber kissed her lips.

"No, I need them, they will help me realize my wish, and the demons will go crazy for them."

Wrapped around Barber's body, Penelope murmured, and a demon that came out of nowhere rode on the sleeping witch.

The dress was torn, and the demon laughed mockingly.

And Barber, who was entangled with Penelope, had changed into a devil's face without knowing when, a big devil's face. (End of this chapter)