Chapter 28 Summoning

Facing the female diviner's question, Fang Senyan smiled and said,

"Of course, there's no problem."

This Tzigane diviner seemed to be a professional, so she leaned in and carefully examined it. Finally, she nodded and said,

"It's real. This tail was severed from the body of a living chupacabra, and for some reason, it's remarkably fresh, as if it was just cut off. With this, alchemists can indeed extract or even replicate the scent ointment."

Jie Jie began pacing back and forth in the tent. Clearly, she was undergoing an extremely fierce ideological struggle in her heart. She suddenly said,

"We absolutely cannot offend that powerful being who cast the seal, otherwise the consequences will be endless. Therefore, it's impossible for us to directly undo the seal for you. However, we can weaken the power of this seal to its weakest point. Then, you can find a priest or some holy water from a church and sprinkle it on top to break the seal. That's all I can do."

Fang Senyan said calmly,

"But how can I tell that you have weakened the power of the seal to its weakest point?"

Jie Jie snorted angrily,

"Tziganes never lie!"

Fang Senyan thought for a moment and then said,

"Alright! But I want to watch your entire ritual."

Several diviners exchanged glances and then said,

"That's not a problem, but you have to remember not to wander around or make any noise. And only you can watch."

Reef shrugged his shoulders with great regret and turned to leave. Fang Senyan laughed and said,

"Deal."

After some hurried preparations, the lights in the tent were extinguished, and everyone else was cleared out. Only twelve Tzigane diviners remained, forming a circle, their fingers interlaced and held to their chests, murmuring incessantly, enveloping the two statues behind the throne.

Suddenly, the two statues gave people the feeling of having "come alive." Their four eyes, made of precious gems, suddenly shot out four rays of light like the setting sun burning, scorching clear patterns on the ground. Looking at them for too long seemed to cause an indescribable throbbing pain in the eyes.

After waiting for a while, the rudimentary form of a magic circle gradually emerged on the ground. It looked like it was drawing an evil hexagram array!

Next, a diviner wearing a red veil let out an indescribable shriek, hoarse and shrill. Some warriors wearing armor and expressionless faces walked in, escorting some men with black hoods over their heads.

Fang Senyan's expression became serious at this time. He realized that he seemed to have underestimated the difficulty of weakening the seal for this group of Tzigane diviners. Looking at the current situation, were they actually going to perform a human sacrifice?

While Fang Senyan was thinking, the armored warriors had already stabbed these men in the back and pushed them into the magic circle.

These warriors were not particularly strong, but Fang Senyan saw that their attacks involved stabbing the heart from behind with a single knife, clean and efficient, resulting in instant death. Moreover, the blood flowing from the wound never dried up, indicating that they were extremely skilled in killing techniques.

After pushing thirteen corpses into the magic circle in a row, the magic circle was already covered in blood, looking ghastly and terrifying, with even bubbles of flesh and blood overflowing. The blood was crisscrossing in the magic circle as if it had a life of its own, extraordinarily terrifying. The entire hexagram seemed to be a cross-section of a giant being cut in half at the waist, still making dying cycles.

Gradually, black mist filled the magic circle, and an enormous rumbling sound came from underneath, as if something huge was struggling and twisting inside. For some reason, there was a whistling sound of wind in the entire tent, and a feeling of fierce proliferation, gradually that wind scraped on people's faces, also as if a knife generally hot pain.

In the gaps of the black mist, it could be vaguely seen that clear cracks had begun to appear on the ground in the center of the magic circle, as if something was violently arching upwards from below. Soon, a giant egg appeared in the magic circle, composed of the dissolved flesh and blood of the thirteen corpses pushed in. The surface of the egg was a bloody mess, and dozens of faces making painful, crying expressions were hovering and shifting on it, their voices shrill and sharp.

At this time, Jie Jie threw the "Morgan Fukes' Diary" obtained from Fang Senyan into the magic circle. The top of the giant egg immediately cracked open, spraying out a burst of black and red blood mist, suspending the "Morgan Fukes' Diary" in the air.

At this time, Fang Senyan could clearly see that layers upon layers of square light appeared around Morgan Fukes' Diary. The lines of light were extremely straight and interlaced, layer upon layer, looking as if they were trying to imprison time and space, inexplicably reminding people of a sky covered with yin clouds and lightning flashing quietly and incessantly.

Jie Jie suddenly began to recite long passages of lengthy sentences. Fang Senyan couldn't understand what she was saying at all, but Jie Jie recited them extremely fluently. Listening to her words gave people the feeling that her voice seemed to distort space and time, and disturb vision. At this time, Fang Senyan inexplicably thought of the rap style of black rappers, believing that this Jie Jie could probably become famous in the real world if she could go there.

As Jie Jie's tone and voice began to rise and fall, the egg gradually became huge and fiery red, and the expressions of the dozens of human faces on it also twisted. The flesh and blood gradually melted, dripping onto the ground and making a "sizzling" irritating sound. The smoke that billowed out was blue, but it gathered and did not dissipate.

Under the continuous fumigation of that smoke, the layers of square light around Morgan Fukes' Diary began to slowly dim, like glass being shattered, piece by piece being peeled off and falling, disappearing into the air, looking mysterious in a silent way.

However, the volume of the giant egg also began to shrink rapidly. Jie Jie was prepared and continued to have people push in people wearing black hoods to kill them one after another. Therefore, there would be no problem with the energy and nutritional supplements not being available.

At this time, Fang Senyan also understood why the Tzigane men outside lived so lifelessly. Indeed, living under such a precarious life, even the most hopeful and talented men could only grow old and eke out a living under numbness and hopeless threats.

Seeing that the seal was being rapidly peeled off, and it was quickly approaching the last layer. Jie Jie also breathed a sigh of relief and whispered to Fang Senyan,

"After this layer of seal is peeled off, the remaining last layer of seal is Morgan Fukes' own spirit circling and lingering on it. Its resentment will have a strong supporting effect on the previous seals that were destroyed, but it is quite weak itself."

Fang Senyan "oh" an interface said,

"I understand what you mean, a warrior is strong because of a strong and powerful heart, but this heart can easily be pierced by a knife."

Jie Jie nodded and said,

"You can find a church at will, find a priest or directly sprinkle holy water on it, you can superelevate the original master's wronged hun, but, I must tell you that this process is still very dangerous."

Fang Senyan bowed slightly and said,

"Your reminder has benefited me a lot..."

But just as the penultimate seal was about to completely break, a faint haze suddenly appeared in the hexagram array. Immediately afterwards, everyone felt an indescribable bone-chilling coldness. Looking at it again at this time, it would be discovered that a layer of thin ice was actually covering the surface of the array. The ice layer quickly condensed, even making "creaking" "creaking" freezing sounds. The surface also emitted strands of cold air, sparkling and shining, and then rapidly spread to the giant egg in the middle.

At this moment, the diviner who had been punched away by Reef earlier screamed shrilly, and simultaneously leaned against the two statues behind Jie Jie with another diviner. After the two of them made contact with the statues, it could be seen that the four rays of red light emitted from the eyes of the statues were greatly amplified. The ice layer in the hexagram array was actually beginning to dissolve little by little.

However, Fang Senyan also noticed that even the smooth skin of these two diviners that was exposed outside was rapidly changing to their faces, rapidly loosening, aging, and filled with age spots. It seemed that they were supporting the spellcasting of these two mysterious statues with their life vitality!

Seeing that the blue smoke in the blood and flesh giant egg was finally continuous until the seal on Morgan Fukes' Diary was melted away, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but at this moment, a long and incomparably shrill hiss suddenly came from the air!

Fang Senyan's pupils suddenly contracted. He had heard that long hiss before. It was the long hiss of that monstrous giant horse, Momal!

Logically speaking, at this time, Tortuga Port was already dilapidated and had been reduced to a small fishing village. This once prosperous port could be said to have suffered heavy losses after the battle between Little Fuke and the Black Pearl. Strictly speaking, it was a question whether Little Fuke and this monstrous horse Momal could survive after that battle. Therefore, Fang Senyan was not very concerned about this person and horse before. To be honest, Fang Senyan's defense against Armand was even above Little Fuke!

This cannot be said to be Fang Senyan's carelessness. In fact, he had only been looking at this Lord from afar on the streets of Tortuga Port twice, and he had no idea about Little Fuke's bull. Until this time, Fang Senyan realized one thing, that he had probably greatly underestimated the ability of this "spendthrift Lord". In fact, how many people could actually stand on the Black Pearl and wield a knife and horse?