Witch Forest Friends Club

"If you are an expert in casting spells—then in the field of Oga's painting, I am equivalent to a master who is good at casting spells among spellcasters. I personally think that my evaluation of contempt is biased."

Anjaye raised his delicate eyebrows and smiled.

"Compared to the card surface you drew yourself, what do you think of the painting style of the original Devil Dou card?"

The artist, whose eyes seem to be above the top, thought for a while and said: "It has to be said that the one who developed this style of painting must be a master with unique vision. Without profound accumulation of artistic aesthetics and painting experience, it is difficult to design this kind of painting. style and composition.”

"Let me tell you." An Jiaye leaned back in his chair and said calmly, "I am the inventor and chief artist of the Magic Fighting card system."

"How is it possible!" The artist known as the magic pen blurted out his doubts, and suddenly felt embarrassed, "According to your age, that's really amazing."

"I took a serious look at the counterfeit 'Magic Fighting Cards' you made." Anjaye was noncommittal, and turned his attention to Aikensen, "I have to admit that it costs a lot to use materials from the academy to make a deck. If you want to make a profit, you can only expand the high-end support line, but I personally hope that Magic Dou cards will become popular among the people and be accepted by more people. In this regard, your cheap and efficient printing method does have an advantage."

"Good advice, Mister Witch!" Aikensen immediately flattered enthusiastically, "When I first came into contact with Magic Fighting Cards, I fell in love with your works. I am also a loyal Magic Fighting Card player. The game of wisdom, which is both entertaining and in-depth, has become popular in Vinland, so we can't wait to start promoting Magic Fighting Cards."

"Knowledge is precious, and so is money. If you steal the name of the school witch without my permission, and make and sell Magic Fighting Cards without my permission, you are stealing my property, even if it is handled according to Oga's law. , the punishment is not light."

An Jiaye's words turned the faces of the two guys who were afraid of the witch's trial into ashes, but the girl changed the subject.

"However, you are indeed very discerning, and Mr. Ekenson has a good reputation among art practitioners. He is often willing to fund creators who are in trouble-out of respect for philanthropists and artists, I decided to exempt you Accountability."

Seeing the two of them looking at each other in dismay, An Jiaye knocked further.

"You can even continue to make magic fighting cards, but if you want to continue the business, you have to agree to one thing."

The girl paused for a moment, but Ekenson couldn't help swallowing his saliva with her casual and indifferent gaze, and flinched: "You say, as long as I have the ability to do it."

Anjaye said at a showdown.

"I want to invest in your publishing house and printing factory. In exchange, you will become a distributor of 'Magic Fighting Cards' and some of my patented books."

"As for you, Mr. 'Magic Brush Richard', right?" Anjaye suggested, "I specially hired you as the exclusive art designer of 'Magic Fighting Cards', what do you think?"

"The villain is grateful to the witch for his appreciation." What else could the artist object to? There is no difference between working for a witch and an old black-hearted businessman, at least the witches should be more in line with his aesthetics.

Seeing that the goal was achieved, Ms. An was very satisfied.

Although it was an empty-handed white wolf's plunder, Ms. An invested ten gold talents in the name of the Guyou Foundation, bought a quarter of the shares of "Wisdom of Wisdom", and agreed with Aiken Mori teamed up to set up the exclusive publisher of Magic Fighting Cards, all for the cause of justice.

In addition to the printing and distribution of Magic Fighting Cards, more publicity channels such as newspapers must be established in the future. It is much more convenient to control a bookseller with a wide range of channels in Oga.

"For Magic Fighting Cards, I have a series of follow-up promotion and business plans." An Jiaye, who signed the contract on the spot and became the major shareholder, proposed, "I will go to Twilight City for field inspections later, and I hope that President Aikonson can give full support .”

"Of course!" Aikensen immediately agreed, "I also have some old friends in Twilight City, I think they will also like Magic Fighting Cards."

"Wenlan Card Friends is a family, and we hope to have a happy cooperation in the future." An Jiaye waved his hand and motioned for Adeli to untie the two of them, "Okay, let's have a game of Magic Fighting Cards."

The flattered two were sent back after losing all their money.

On the way home, Ekenson gave the first order to his old friend who lost his mind in a trance about making genuine Magic Dou cards.

"Richard, redesign a card as soon as you go back, and follow the template of the pilgrim leader. The more beautiful and stronger the better! In addition, I will discard the original 'poison caps', which has already been circulated on the market. Yes, it must be taken back regardless of the cost."

"Why? This poisonous capitol is my work of self-confidence!"

"Are you blind?" Ekenson warned with a heartbroken face, "Although he wears glasses, the leader of the pilgrims is 'Poisonous Capitol'!"

"What did you say!" Richard the 'magic pen' couldn't help but turn pale with shock.

"Do you think that everyone has the money to sit in the VIP seat like you? You can still watch the competition with the 'clairvoyance' lens tube!" The great painter immediately expressed dissatisfaction, "I was sitting far away at the time, and I couldn't see clearly!"

In any case, the "Wisdom of Wisdom" Publishing House officially authorized by Anjiaye, its products have since joined the Magic Fighting card system openly, but in the "Shuangcheng Port Card Pack" released later, it is called "Poisonous Amanita" The four-star silver card disappeared—it was replaced by the six-star gold card named "Benevolent Mushroom" in the subsequent "Pilgrim" card pack, which is second only to the legendary card. One of the first generation human rights cards that card lovers flock to.

The first version of the "Poisonous Capitol" card that is still in circulation on the market has been running out since then, and in the eyes of fanatics who later knew the inside story, it can be called a fantasy collection card that has been fired to sky-high prices and still has no market price.

(Today will make up the pit of Chapter 137)

Chapter 130 The eighth final performance, and the end of the trip to Shuangcheng Harbor

I don't extravagantly hope that the world will usher in earth-shaking changes. I don't pursue boarding the ark and sailing on the flood waves. I just hope that the places I pass by will have endless mushrooms and a little bit of beautiful scenery. ——"Ankaye's Chat Notes"

In commemoration of his subordinates who died in battle, Ronan's final match against Anjaye was over.

The girl could feel the inferiority and guilt in his heart, not only from those who gave their lives for him, but also from the relationship with her brother-the psychological incompleteness that this man was eager to fill, although it could not be filled, it was temporarily relieved.

When Anjaye returned from the victory and returned to the stands where the pilgrims were, her carefully arranged performance plan was orderly guiding the emotions of the audience.

"Dear viewers, I have a big announcement to make."

Dominique, the "Focused Light" overlooking the audience from the narrator's tower, kept arousing the audience's expectations with his passionate voice.

"We invite our new arena star—Miss Minglei to appear!"

Goliath carried "Thunder's Bite" on her left shoulder, and dragged half a twisted and broken anchor with her right hand, stepping on heavy footprints step by step, stepping onto the center of the arena.

The metal anchor scratched rough cracks on the stone bricks on the ground, and sparks burst out with the sound of rubbing and squeezing.

"Have you seen the wreckage of this anchor?"

"This is the spoils that the organizer of the tournament, the Shining Trend Chamber of Commerce, recovered from the battlefield where the pilgrims wiped out the demons."

"And its original owner belongs to the 'Flesh Crusher' - Mountbatten!"

"As everyone guessed, the fighting champion of our Shuangcheng Port is a terrifying devil!"

The truth exposed by "Focused Light" caused an uproar in the audience.

"Under the witness of countless pairs of eyes, Miss Minglei also participated in the righteous battle to save the city! She challenged Mountbatten in the underground Blood Fall Arena, and with her unparalleled bravery, killed the devil !"

"The storm from Mount Rexxar has replaced the champion of Shuangchenggang and become a new legend!"

"After a month of fierce competition, I have witnessed many warriors betting on their fate. A total of five people won the tickets to the final. On behalf of the organizer of the conference, I hereby announce the results of the competition!"

"Miss Poisonous Capitol!"

"Thunder Thunder Fighting Ghost!"

……

One by one, the nicknames that were full of blood and blood were read out of his mouth-the starting gun was fired to detonate the fireworks over the arena.

"The above-mentioned warriors will represent the Shuangcheng Port competition area and go to the city of white sails 'Paolisad' to participate in the finals of the Border Tournament jointly hosted by the three border bosses!"

"Cheers! For Oga's rising star!"

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Amidst the carnival of the crowd, the competition schedule of Shuangcheng Port has come to a successful conclusion, but today's grand finale has just begun.

"I invite the successor of our Cold Lake Territory, the beautiful and intelligent Pearl of Cold Lake——Miss Vanna Marshall, to speak for us!"

Attracting the admiring eyes of the people—under the background of the gorgeous magic light, the girl with blond hair and white clothes rides the wind of magic essence summoned by the floating spell, stepping on the spray of fountains that soar into the sky, and the girl in her dress Flying like a falling white swan, it landed on the high platform in the center of the arena.

"Dear guests who have come to Shuangcheng Port, my dear citizens of Cold Lake—for a long time, everyone has worked hard to protect their homeland under the erosion of fog and war in order to survive—our Marshall family upholds the glorious will of our ancestors, for Defending the prosperity and peace of the Cold Lake Territory, it has been difficult to maintain the rule for 200 years. However, this land is still full of oppression and division. As a disciple of Stella, I am deeply saddened. A demon trying to destroy the city."

Tens of thousands of spectators groaned due to their physical and mental unease, surging like a tide in Fan Na's field of vision.

"However, the devil's plot was foiled by the pilgrims and the brave people of Cold Lake."

The girl raised the flying bird staff to the sky.

"Stella's witches, arrest the culprit—Fernando!"

The terrifying legends that countless citizens should never have witnessed in their entire lives, the demons that are enough to destroy them unknowingly-appeared before the eyes of the world.

Along with the change of the underground mechanism of the arena, a large block of stone bricks in front of Fanna sank, exposing a deep rectangular passage, and then a lifting platform was raised—a cross erected on the platform was binding the cursed and sealed fly. magic.

Fernando's shriveled and incomplete body covered with mushrooms, at this moment, maintains the real body of the Fly Demon - but only his head remains unchanged, so that the audience can see his true face clearly.

The audience who felt the evil things on the spot-among the fear and screams, mixed with the sounds of crusades of anger and hatred, ignited the explosive kegs that had been accumulated in their hearts for a long time.

"The mayor is a real devil!"

"My younger brother, I saw my friend being made into minced meat by him!"

"My child was almost eaten by this monster! Thanks to Mrs. Witch for saving him."

"Fernando ruined my family! Let this devil cut him to pieces!"

"Kill real demons!"

In the auditorium, victims continued to stand up and complain fiercely.

Naturally, these people were arranged by Anjaye—there were indeed parents and relatives of the rescued children, including Fernando’s cook and slaves, who could all testify to their cannibalism.

"Victor Fernando! This is the source of darkness entrenched in Shuangcheng Harbor! Today, as the heir to the Lenghu Land, I will personally execute him in the name of the Ten Covenants!"

Fanna's awe-inspiring voice announcing the crimes of the devil, supported by the amplifying spell, echoed the citizens' desire for justice and revenge.

This was a ceremony specially arranged by Anjaye for her - today's truly grand show.

The lofty former ruler, as a greedy and stupid villain, was overthrown from his throne by a wise and beautiful girl—what drama is more touching than such a heroic ceremony?

Hidden in the roaring crowd, Instructor Bode was also quietly watching this scene.

"Come on, Fanna, let me see your determination."

The voices of the crowd gradually quieted down, and they watched Fanna come to Fernando with bated breath.

This festering devil will usher in the fate of destruction.

After being deprived of the power of the demon soul in his body, the demon at this moment is just a garbage residue that is rapidly aging.

He stared at the blond girl who had no trace of confusion or fear in front of him, and turned his gloomy, bloody eyes to the dark auditorium, letting out weak and desperate laughter.

"I'm waiting, witch, I'm waiting for you in hell..."

At the VIP seats gathered by the dignitaries of Cold Lake.

"Mr. Mayor Bran." His Royal Highness 'Barbarossa' smiled, "Look how happy the people are."

"That's right, the devil is about to be executed. It's very satisfying." The acting mayor, who was deliberately arranged to watch the execution, clenched his fists tightly, sweating uncontrollably.

Not only him, but all the cowards in the VIP seat who were attracted to him understood their situation deeply—the trial and execution of Mayor Fernando sent a signal that the masters of Shuangcheng Harbor and the leaders of the guild all had indelible stains on their bodies. They were just lucky enough to be removed from the death list. If they wanted to maintain their dignity, they had to follow the rules set by the Stella witches.

on the bench.

Fan Na launched a karmic execution against the sinner born under the connivance of the Marshall family.

"Fernando, even if you commit an unforgivable crime, I will treat you equally and let you die without pain."

The dazzling flying bird staff in the girl's hand outlines complex runes that make the demon howl and struggle.

The demon-killing witchcraft taught by the demon department enveloped the cross of condemnation and turned into a flaming beam of light—this light was blazing and pure and went straight to the sky, just like her determination to cut off the chain of sin.

The monster whose vitality was sucked away by the parasitic mushroom suffered the final punishment of depriving the demon soul—as a symbol of the condensed sublimation of the ugliness of human nature—the big fly thus became a pile of withered and collapsed ashes, falling into the dust, being blown by the wind blow out.

Anjaye, who was sitting on the stand, was holding the trembling and resonating staff of the heart bud, and she was casting a spell with her eyes closed—by connecting the mushrooms planted on the demon man, she absorbed the demon soul released by Fanna.

Such a strong spirit power.

Compared with the fragments of Kenny's soul that had been burned by "Wang Yan", Fernando's demon soul was undoubtedly more complete and of much higher quality.

"The imprint of the King of Gluttony." Anjaye sensed that before the demon soul was absorbed by the devil's eggs in his body, the bright red imprint representing the mouth of gluttony flashed in his mind.

This self-proclaimed "gourmet", who pursues perverted aesthetics, became food for others after his death.

It's ironic, feeding on the evil of human nature, I don't know what I will feed.

Her carefully planned performance was coming to an end—the girl's eyes hidden under the lens, looking around deeply at the reactions of the surrounding people—had indeed achieved the effect she wanted.

In the history of mankind that Anjaye is familiar with, "witch hunts" have been held time and time again, but the demons that really eat people's hearts have always been at the top of the pyramid, born from the evil soil of human nature that is difficult to eradicate.

She who led this trial did not feel any hope or comfort.

"Elsa, I'm ashamed."

Anjaye looked at the people who seemed to have avenged their vengeance, and confided sincerely to his companions beside him.

"I took advantage of the good and evil in their hearts, longing to reach the other side of detachment."

The kitten listened quietly to the voice of his friend, and in those cynical and strange pupils, there was always the figure of Anjaye with all his heart.

"A sage who longed for everyone to become the sun told me that if you fight the dragon for too long, you will become a dragon yourself. If you stare at the abyss for too long, the abyss will stare back—"

"Hopefully I won't be swallowed by the flood of humanity."

"Xiao An. No matter what, I will be with you." Elsa gently held her friend's hand.

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The biggest carnival in the history of Shuangcheng Harbor is over.

The people who gathered in the tide were led out of the arena amidst uncontrollable excitement and uneasiness.

Something hard and rotten that imprisoned them seemed to be loosened by today's shock.