Chapter 333: Ghost Ship and Raven (Seeking Full Subscription)
Bang!
Following the sound of a gunshot, the head of the young blood hunter, who was still immersed in solving problems within his Mind Maze, exploded directly.
Vernon withdrew his slightly trembling palm, his gaze toward Aaron looking somewhat off.
That was the natural fear of a poor student seeing a top-tier scholar!
Even Liliyat's expression was extremely strange: "Mr. Aaron is truly a person with perverse tastes. Asking someone to prove why one plus one equals two—isn't that just how it's supposed to be? If they can't prove it... their mind gets trapped in a maze. How evil!"
"You think this is a trick question? No! This is the charm of mathematics!"
Aaron shook his head and sighed: "If he had truly been able to prove it just now, I would have chosen to spare him, because he is more outstanding than the vast majority of you. He should have become a mathematician! He would have pushed civilization forward by a great step..."
"Although I don't quite understand, it sounds very impressive."
Vernon holstered his Zoulun and, looking at the blood-splattered carriage, smiled bitterly: "But... shouldn't we retreat first? Once the train police arrive, things will become very troublesome."
"Even if it's interesting, you can't move around; you'll get me exposed." William was almost speechless.
At the time, he thought it was just an ordinary contract to summon a wandering spirit, but in the end, what he summoned was actually a Messenger from the Spirit World!
This made William believe for a time that his eye for talent had been honed and he was now capable of picking up treasures.
Under the night curtain, the lighthouse at the port cast a dazzling beam of light, piercing straight into the black fog.
At this moment, through the light of the lighthouse, he could see a pitch-black masted ship slowly emerging from the fog, gradually approaching the port.
He trotted all the way back to his room, looked at his brown round bowler hat, and suddenly reached his right hand into the hat, pulling out a... pitch-black crow?
"No matter what, this sect is finished, and my hatred is settled... I can enjoy life to the fullest now."
"It seems the status of this 'Unknown Entity' is very high, and it is wantonly venting its power... even ordinary Extraordinaries can sense it."
Immediately afterward, he discovered something was wrong.
The pitch-black masted ship was deathly silent, without a single sound or a single light.
On the pitch-black deck and inside the cabin, there was, shockingly...
'Is this... what I divined earlier?'
By the time she came to her senses, she found herself already standing in front of a port, with a pitch-black sea not far away.
"You must learn to break through fixed thinking. Whether it's the train police or the 'Blood of Decay', if they can't find us, they will think we jumped off the train halfway. They will never imagine that we came directly to the train terminal! This is reverse thinking!"
But he regretted it afterward; this White Tower Raven named 'Bran' not only liked to live in his hat, but was also a chatterbox!
It nagged in his ear every day, and he couldn't send it back to the Spirit World, which was truly maddening.
He scratched his head, his expression somewhat helpless, and looked at the newspaper on the table again.
"It's so late, yet there is still a ship entering the port. Did it lose its way earlier?"
This White Tower Raven, who called itself 'Bran', was bought from a wandering witch in the Black Queen District after he parted ways with his boss.
"This is Xiaduoen? We've arrived? No, why did we have to come here?" Liliyat said in surprise.
Aaron was even more curious.
Aaron converted the Spirituality of the 'Tower' through the transfer of the 'Heart of the Furnace' into 'Shadow'.
"Ominous, death..."
"Ghost Ship!"
At this moment, an ominous premonition welled up in his heart.
Then, he stretched out both hands, one to the left and one to the right, grabbing Liliyat and Vernon respectively.
Their figures instantly vanished from the carriage, leaving the arriving train police bewildered and scanning the scene with faces full of terror.
"Bran, didn't I tell you not to mess around for me?" William said, somewhat exasperated.
Aaron could feel that in the boundless deep sea, pitch-black Spirituality was churning and surging, turning into a massive, ominous shadow that shrouded the entire port.
'Bran' flapped its wings and croaked: "How is it? How is it? I can bring good luck, right? In exchange... you have to accompany me to peep at the women's bathhouse... Also, I heard that Romani is the city of romance, where the women are not only beautiful but also passionate and unrestrained. Why don't we travel there?"
Liliyat only felt countless lights and shadows intersecting before her; her eyes seemed to be covered by a thin veil, seeing many things she could not describe.
William finished his coffee and took the opportunity to perform a 'Coffee Divination' for himself.
Aaron explained with a smile.
In any case, this was killing someone in a public place, and he had even used Extraordinary Ability; the impact was very bad!
"Yes, it is time to leave. Take your luggage."
"Don't be dejected, my master. 'Bran' is a clever raven... I can smell that there is the scent of Spiritual Crystal nearby; it happens to be the main material for you to unlock the Second Primordial Substance."
The raven's feathers were pitch-black and smooth, and there was a blood-red thin line between its brows, like a closed third eye.
He muttered to himself in his heart and looked to both sides, only to find that Liliyat and Vernon also had dazed expressions.
Immediately afterward, a strong sense of weightlessness arrived.
It preened its feathers and announced in an arrogant tone: "I solemnly warn you, I am not a crow, but a great race possessing the noble bloodline of the Spirit World—a White Tower Raven! My commotion just now was only because I felt your Coffee Divination was quite interesting..."
In a relatively remote small town.
"If we continue to stay here, will good luck descend?"
He gathered his courage and climbed onto the old deck, immediately feeling a chill rush straight to his brain along his spine.
"The 'Desire Spirit Sect' is listed as number one on the kingdom's wanted list, and there are bounties on members from top to bottom..."
Vernon suddenly screamed neurotically: "An Unknown Entity from the deep sea is about to arrive at the port; it will bring disaster and terror!"
"That is not the key point, is it?" Vernon's waist bent a bit lower: "Traversing the Spirit World, point-to-point teleportation... Mr. Aaron, could it be that you are a 'Shadowless One'? No... that's not right... What you revealed earlier was an ability belonging to the 'Tower' path? Could it be that you possess a Non-human Grade Strange Object of 'Shadow'?"
The navigator Flam complained while carrying a Horse Lantern, stepped onto the pier, and shouted loudly: "Register for port entry! Register for port entry!"
Aaron let go of his hands and smiled.
William hurriedly went over to press it down, his expression full of helplessness.
"Kid, is your thought just now about why a white dove wasn't pulled out of the hat, but only a crow?"
Near Plymouth.
Flam swallowed a mouthful of saliva; as a port worker, he had heard many terrifying Legendary tales about the Dark Sea.
Suddenly, his intuition was triggered, and he looked out beyond the port, at that expanse of pitch-black deep sea.
"Welcome to the 'City of a Thousand Sails', Xiaduoen!"
"Tsk tsk... the Lecture Hall Tragedy, thousands dead or injured..."
"Something terrifying has floated up from the deep sea." Liliyat was trembling all over.
Thinking of this, the hat beside him suddenly moved.
The ship's hull was very old, and the bottom of the ship seemed to be covered in various shellfish and seaweed...
Gulp!
Aaron smiled without answering, letting the other party guess.
"Shut your mouth!" William wished he could sew Bran's beak shut.
Although he was also a bit tempted, could such a thing be said out loud?
Second update later.
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