Mysterious Tribulation

Green Forest City.

Suburbs, in a villa.

The leader of the 'Sisterhood of Witches', a woman full of charm, is praying in front of a statue representing the 'Nether Moon'.

Although he didn't know the adage, "The most dangerous place is the safest place," the witch leader had a lot of courage.

Knowing that the Earl of Green Forest was chasing her, he still chose to hide in Green Forest City.

This is undoubtedly an unexpected decision.

However, the witch leader's ability to live safely in Green Forest City to this day is not simply due to boldness. .

In the sound of her murmured prayers, strands of blood-red brilliance, like moonlight, fell on the crescent moon ornament she was wearing.

The half-moon-shaped pendant has a layer of blood, and it seems to be accompanied by messy ravings.

"Thank you for your shelter."

A look of pain appeared on the witch leader's face, but he recovered quickly and ended his prayer.

She stroked the pendant around her neck with a smile on her face.

She is sheltered by the hidden existence of 'Mingyue', even that 'Earl of Green Forest' would not even think of divination to her.

She is safe!

The witch leader stood up and came to the next secret room.

There was nothing in the secret room, only a floor-to-ceiling mirror covered with a black cloth.

After lifting the black cloth, the witch leader smeared a bottle of blood on it, and the mirror suddenly became dark.

Gradually, two figures appeared in the mirror.

"Didn't I say, to minimize contact? Once there are too many contacts, the mystical elements in us will converge... If one is found, the other two will be divination by the trend!"

The blood cup archbishop in a blood red robe frowned.

"According to Divine Revelation... our enemies are quite good at divination, even to the point of terrifying."

Flanders, the leader of the Gourmet Association, said the same.

"Two gentlemen, you lack frankness." The witch leader frowned dissatisfiedly: "Why didn't anyone tell me that you have secretly reported that organization...although the results were bad."

"It seems... The Sisterhood of Witches still has a secret base in Pulmouth."

A bloodthirsty smile appeared on the blood cup archbishop's face: "But why didn't you solve those two traitors?"

"Heh... My technique is far superior than yours." The witch leader smiled and said, "Every 'witch' has to go through a ceremony before entering the Sisterhood... Well, they thought it was just a normal and ordinary ceremony, but they didn't know it. , when their names were left on the Book of Witches, they left a cursed medium for me!"

"Before, those two sisters had the protection of the Temple of Knowledge, I'm not sure... But now... I will use black magic to let them know the price of betraying the Sisterhood!"

There was a ferocious look on her beautiful face.

"We're looking forward to..." Flender was silent for a while, then suddenly said, "Besides... what information is there?"

"Today in Pulmouth, a strange fairy tale appeared... It may be the pollution of high-ranking, and the content of it is very interesting... The 'witch' is also good at divination. I have a vague feeling that this matter is not good for us."

The witch leader said, "You guys should know something about it, right? That fairy tale of 'The Count and the Three Thieves'?"

"I know." Flender and the Archbishop of the Blood Cup looked serious: "This may involve prophecy or curse... To be on the safe side, we all performed rituals and prayed for Si Sui's protection."

"Under the glory of Si Sui, all plans can only be invisible!"

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…

Pulmouth.

Inside the suite.

"Huh? The gears of fate are just beginning to turn, but the by-products of 'thought alchemy' have already come out?"

Aaron, who was meditating, sensed something and exited the meditation state.

His expression was slightly excited, and he reached out to the void.

The pure white 'furnace fire' was raging, and a lot of spirituality was consumed.

A somewhat illusory item, emerging from the ocean of subconsciousness and from the dreams of countless people...

It is an inconspicuous earthenware pot that looks gray and inconspicuous on the surface, with dark green patterns like children's graffiti on the surface.

After Aaron exported his spirituality, it went from unreal to real, and finally landed on the carpet with a clatter.

"In the story, the treasure of the lord - the endless clay pot?"

Aaron was a little excited: "I didn't invest any materials, but distorted a legendary item into reality... This is 'Thinking Alchemy'! Or simply call it 'Imaginary Alchemy'..."

The ability of the 'caster' made it easy for Aaron to obtain the information on this 'strange thing'.

It was born out of illusion, so there is no pollution or negative effects.

The only function is to withdraw money!

Every natural day that alternates between day and night, a certain number of gold and silver nuggets will appear in the pot.

"But it's not much. At present, it's worth around 1 or 2 pounds a day... It's a treasure for low-quality Extraordinary or ordinary people, but it's a tasteless thing to me."

Aaron put his hand into the earthen pot in disgust, took out some gold and silver fragments, and carefully identified: "Well... they were born from illusions, if you hear this story, UU read www.uukanshu.com and people who believe it are all over the place. The entire continent, perhaps a little more gold and silver can be produced every day in the jar, and the current scale of the story can only maintain this output..."

"Besides that, because the 'Endless Pottery' was born out of a fairy tale, once that foundation was lost...that is, after most of the people in Pulmouth had forgotten or didn't believe the story, it would have disappeared...it's also 'thinking' Alchemy's only downside."

"It has little value to me, just a little bit of research and commemoration."

Aaron held the 'Endless Clay Pot' and suddenly had an idea: "...If it is donated to the 'Sottos Museum' in Green Forest City, so that every visitor can hear its story, it may be enough to maintain It's been around forever."

The behavior of spreading stories in Pulmouth has no basis at all, and relies entirely on the ability of hypnosis and cognitive tampering, and then 80% of those listeners will be amnesticized...

If the position is shifted in time, relying on the belief foundation of Green Forest City, it can make it exist for a long time.

Do it if you think of it!

Aaron followed his own heart, put on his coat, put on his hat, held a gold cane in his left hand and a crock pot in his right, and disappeared from the suite.

Green Forest City, 1 Green Forest Avenue, Sotos Museum.

"Gentlemen and Ladies...Welcome to the Sotos Museum!"

Curator Silvia stood at the entrance of the museum, smiling at every visitor who came.

At this moment, her eyes lit up, and she saw a richly-dressed lady slowly walking down from the carriage. This lady had a noble temperament, and at first glance she came from the upper class.

At the same time, from the other side of the street, Aaron walked over, his eyes swept across the carriage and the lady, and a smile appeared on his face...