The Devil’s Cage

Chapter 1127: The Sorrow of Devouring Luck

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The radiance overflowed from the girl's skin, as if it was a holy light, covering it and illuminating the whole room. The half-demon stared blankly at this scene.

She had absolutely no idea what was going on.

But the breath emanating from the girl made her back again and again.

"What's this?"

"This breath..."

"Big monster?"

"no no!"

"It's a bit worse than the big demon, but to a certain extent, it's even more...frightening!"

Feeling the aura that almost made her worship, the face of the half-demon changed continuously, and she subconsciously shouted: "Tanya? Tanya? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine!"

"I… "

"2567!"

The half-witted fortune teller replied.

However, as soon as the words came out, the power in the half-duck fortuneteller's body suddenly trembled, allowing her to see a certain picture. A gust of wind rushed out of the room.

That kind of speed made the pupils of the half-demon shrink.

"So fast!"

The surprised half-demon ran out after him.

Then, she saw the man who made her extremely afraid.

She was dressed in black, without any change, the expression on her face was still the same indifference that made her feel cold, and the fire crow on her shoulder became more and more handsome.

And her idiot friend stood in front of the other party with his head held high, with extreme joy on his face.

It was the excitement of long-awaited fulfillment.

However, when thinking of the other party's past performance and current identity, Ban Yao's heart tightened.

"Your Majesty."

"Please forgive Tanya for her ignorance."

The half-demon bowed and said.

However, Kieran turned a deaf ear to such words. He lowered his head and looked at the half-assed fortune-teller with joy and excitement.

He can see all the changes in the other party.

Ordinary to extraordinary.

It's done in just an instant.

Even Kieran couldn't hide his surprise at such a change.

What's more, the other party's transcendence seems to be different.

It is not a simple step-in, even if the strength seems to have reached the step-up, but there is a palpitating power in the blood of the other party.

It was a kind of palpitation when the smallness faced the vastness.

Erratic, yet uncertain.

But it really exists,

Qin Ran couldn't help but become strange when he looked at the half-assed fortune-teller.

"Is it a 'forgotten' deity?"

"The mortal body restrains one's own uniqueness, and only after touching the shackles of the mortal can it gradually appear!"

Qin Ran recalled what Rachel told him, and sighed in his heart.

The opponent's luck is really good!

As good as you can imagine.

According to the original words of the female proprietress of the tavern: God descendants are powerful, but with the thinning of blood, even the most powerful blood will become ordinary, unless it can be extraordinary again and activate the blood in the body, but the ordinary Qualifications have long been locked in their lives.

To put it simply, if there are no accidents, these descendants of the gods with thin blood are destined to live an ordinary life.

And now...

It happened by accident.

He became this by accident.

Regarding this accident, Qin Ran took a deep breath and looked at the scarecrow in the opponent's hand.

With Qin Ran's eyes at this moment, he can naturally find something extraordinary about this scarecrow.

It looks ordinary, but it is actually extraordinary.

"Can I see it?"

Qin Ran asked.

"good."

Without hesitation, Tanya handed the scarecrow into Qin Ran's hands.

It was a small, battered scarecrow, covered with the marks of time, and the cords of the straw were torn.

But after Qin Ran took it over, his eyes narrowed.

[Name: Death of Luck]

[Type: Miscellaneous]

[quality:? ? ?]

[Attribute: Devouring Luck (0/2)]

[need:? ? ?]

[Whether this copy can be brought out: No]

[Remarks: Under the roots of the world tree, where the pitch-black thing twists and turns, thin weeds grow vigorously. It absorbs the nutrients in the soil and is watered by the saliva of the pitch-black thing. It is indescribable, only some gods know their existence, and even fewer gods know their usage]

[Eat Luck: Swallow the luck of the target person, and in a unique way, transform it into a unique power and feed it back to the user]

"world Tree?"

"The dark thing?"

"Soil and saliva?"

"Swallow the luck of the target person, and feedback will be given to the user!"

Although he guessed the extraordinaryness of this scarecrow, Kieran was still shocked when he saw these remarked nouns.

What the dark thing is, Kieran doesn't know.

The World Tree, Kieran had read it in a certain book.

According to legend, it is a huge tree supporting a world!

And the fruit borne from this tree is the original god of this world.

Then, the level of the dark things under the world tree will naturally not be so low.

In the same way, the weeds that are 'nourished' by such two existences will be so low.

"Luck?"

Qin Ran whispered to himself.

He recalled the performance of the "God of Forest City" and the leader of "Piercing Thorn", especially the appearance of Thackley, and couldn't help shaking his head.

"It's not just luck."

"There are other things mixed in."

"Especially emotions..."

"No!"

"It's not just emotions, either."

"It's that everything has changed without a trace!"

"Luck, luck..."

"It's terrible!"

Qin Ran, who squinted his eyes, exhaled heavily, and returned the [Sorrow of Devouring Luck] to the other party.

Let's not say that [Sorrow of Luck] has exhausted its due number of times, and cannot bring out the dungeon world and special usage requirements.

Even without these prerequisites, Kieran would not rely on coaxing to snatch something from a little girl who is full of goodwill and affection for him.

As Tanya entered the extraordinary stage, the aura on the other party became clearer.

Especially kindness and malice!

That sense of clarity can hardly be expressed in words.

Tanya, who didn't know what happened at all, looked at Qin Ran expectantly after receiving the [Sorrow of Luck].

"I, I helped 2567 you, right?"

She stuttered slightly, asking in a voice like a mosquito, and she didn't seem to be talking to herself at all.

"Yes."

"Thanks."

Qin Ran nodded.

Facing the facts, Qin Ran would not refute.

Even this kind of help is not what he asked for.

Help itself exists.

After getting the benefits, Kieran couldn't do the thing of turning his face and denying others.

But immediately, Kieran regretted it a bit.

After getting Qin Ran's affirmative answer, Tanya let out a cheer.

"Let's cheer for this king's blessing!"

"You ignorant commoners!"

"My king..."

The half-witted fortune-teller caught in the small theater in his head spoke loudly, but when he saw Qin Ran frown, the half-wonderful fortune-teller stopped immediately.

"2567, are you angry?"

Tanya asked cautiously.

Qin Ran shook his head, but did not speak.

He just looked at the gravel path beside him.

Under Kieran's gaze, a figure came out slowly.

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