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

Kurt looked solemnly and glanced around.

Believers began to lose their lives one by one.

The power of the ritual runes began to become more and more powerful.

Drain blood from passive.

Now it has become an initiative to draw the blood of those believers.

The bodies of the believers began to shrivel up significantly.

Especially those believers who are close to the high platform.

The body is like a mummy.

Kurt didn't dare approach Finks at will.

At this time, the energy in Finks' body was obviously too much higher than his own.

If you get close now.

It is very likely that he will be instantly killed by his crazy move.

"Finks, if this continues, the more than 200,000 people in the central square will become sacrifices."

"Do you hope that they all die???"

Hear this.

There was hesitation in Finks' eyes.

He glanced around.

Sudden……

Phinks' figure disappeared from the high platform.

"Pfft...!!" A sound pierced the skin came out.

When Kurt reacted.

The figure of Finks.

Already appeared in front of him.

Look down.

The sharp claw that had turned into a monster directly penetrated his body.

Severe pain came from inside the body.

I just feel...

Blood surged in his throat.

Look up at each other.

"Why are you doing this?"

An evil smile appeared on the corner of Finks' mouth.

There was a sinister sound coming from his mouth.

"Hehe...! As long as I kill you, who knows that people here will die because of me?"

"Although you are a nice person, in order to gain more power, you should die!!!"

"Hahahahahahaha!!!"

"Poof...!!" The sharp claws were pulled out from Kurt's body.

Along with a burst of blood.

There is also a beating heart, held in Finks' hand.

Finks looked at the heart in his hand and smiled.

"It turns out that the hearts of you professionals are no different from ordinary people!!"

Kurt could clearly feel it.

My life is passing away.

The pain made the whole body covered with sweat.

His breathing became rapid.

Look down.

The organs in your body are constantly flowing outward.

Kurt sighed deeply.

"Alas...!!" Even he himself didn't know whether it was because of Finks' behavior or because of his own carelessness.

At the moment when life is about to disappear.

I don’t know when.

A pocket watch appeared in Kurt's right hand.

The fingers moved lightly.

All images.

Like a mirror starting to shatter...

…………

"Huh...huh...huh..." Kurt gasped violently.

Raise your head slightly.

Looking towards the central square platform.

at this time……

Medusa opened her hands in a hugging gesture.

Despair in the sky.

A gathering of dark clouds.

It was pouring into her mouth.

After determining the situation.

He lowered his forehead again and looked to his right hand.

At this moment, he was holding a dull pocket watch.

Extraordinary Item: Reset Pocket Watch.

Level: None.

Ability: The reset time is determined based on the user's ability. Sequence 9 can reset up to two hours, Sequence 8 can reset up to four hours, and so on...

Introduction: After Dylan's death, the characteristics of Dylan's body were transferred to the pocket watch, and some changes occurred due to environmental influences.

Tip: It involves fate and time. After each use, it needs to be worn on the body for a month before the ability can be restored again.

Looking at the temporarily useless appearance.

Kurt sighed inwardly.

Two crises in a row.

It was all thanks to Dylan that he managed to survive.

I feel a little sorry for Dylan's death.

Otherwise, it will definitely be a powerful helper in the future.

Let go of your thoughts.

He put away his pocket watch and rearranged his surroundings.

Next…

All scenarios remain unchanged.

Medusa absorbs the despair and leaves.

Brooke is still killing believers wantonly.

time flies……

Brooke came to Kurt again...

The long sword was just about to be swung down.

The body disintegrated instantly.

The surrounding bloody dotted lines began to converge towards the edge of the central square.

Finks' figure appears again.

Wrapped in a bloody dotted line, it flew towards the high platform in the middle.

The body begins to change.

First the hands.

Lizard-like claws appeared.

Dense scales appeared on the surface of the arm.

The fingers also turned into sharp claws.

Only then did Kurt stand up.

said in a deep voice.

"Finks, are you willing to turn yourself into a monster?"

Finks was immersed in the pleasure of increasing strength.

Kurt's voice was heard.

His body shook slightly.

He looked up at Kurt.

A hoarse sound like a beast came out of his mouth.

"Fool...why are you here?"

"I've had enough of ordinary people's lives. Is it wrong to pursue power?"

"You don't understand how envious I feel every time I see others using their special abilities to solve crimes easily!"

“I finally got this opportunity and I don’t want to miss it!!”

Kurt's eyes showed regret.

"Is becoming a monster the result you want? What happens after that? Human beings will not be willing to stay. Have you, a heterogeneous being like you, considered where to go?"

Finks' head also began to transform into a monster.

The corner of his mouth curled up.

Revealing two rows of sharp fangs.

"Master Fool, didn't you say that? Only by gaining strength can everything be changed."

"As long as all the resisters are killed, then we can live openly among humans. Who dares to resist?"

Kurt glanced around.

Just like before, the believers began to turn into mummies.

Die one by one.

Kurt stared at Finks and said solemnly.

"Where is your original kind heart? In order to gain power, are these more than 200,000 people regarded as sacrifices?"

"Besides, even if you gain the power of a demon, you are still far from being a true strong man."

"As long as we stop now, we can destroy the ceremony here and the remaining people can survive."

"Give up your power and return to normal life!!"

Fingers disappeared instantly.

when it appears again.

Already in front of Kurt.

It's just that his body shape is frozen.

Finks moved his body a few times.

Pain spread throughout the body.

Beast-like vertical pupils stared at Kurt.

A roar came from his mouth.

"Damn, what is this? It actually made me bleed!!!"

Kurt's eyes narrowed.

I really didn't expect that demon skin could resist damage from golden threads.

It just left blood marks on the opponent's body.

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