"The Pharaoh's Source cannot fall into the hands of the colluder, but you human master hunters are scattered in different places in Egypt, and I don't know the specific locations of all of them. Even intercepting the Pharaoh's Source is very difficult." Apasi has already Realized the seriousness of the matter.
The Pharaoh's Source allows a dead creature to retain its original abilities to a great extent during the process of becoming undead.
Mother Medusa is the real emperor. What makes her more terrifying than other emperors is her eyes!
"There is someone who should be able to make things easier. At least all the teams that know the location of the Pharaoh's Source will report to him. As long as this person is controlled, the movements and progress of the entire hunter master team can be known," Lingling said.
Black Elephant King.
Lingling remembered that the hunter master team was assigned tasks by him.
This is a hunter king.
It's just that it doesn't seem to be an easy thing to deal with a character of this level.
"Then you should find a way to control the Black Elephant King as soon as possible and tell me the information he has, and I will intercept them one by one!" Apasi said.
In order to completely destroy him, his two sisters have gone completely crazy!
"I have to think of a way." Lingling had a headache.
Why does such a big thing need to be done by a little fairy who is not yet twenty years old? What about the outstanding big shots in this world...
But if you think about it carefully, it's normal for an unreliable guy like Mo Fan to make such a mess after becoming the Human Emperor, which attracts everyone's attention.
"Don't you have teammates? I let them all go." Apasi said.
"They...well, it's better than nothing." Lingling sighed.
If I still want to be a good female student who doesn’t need a small brain, it seems I have to show off some of the skills of the Seven-Star Hunter Master!
"By the way, how are you going to explain to them?" Apasi asked.
"Simple."
…
Control the Black Elephant King, an important figure in the Hunter Alliance, and intercept all pharaoh sources.
When Lingling walked out of the Evil Temple of the Sunset Temple, she thought about this mission carefully, and then took a look at the members of the Hunter Society around her.
They had just stepped out of the gate of hell, and their mental state was very bad, but fortunately they were on the same front as him now.
"Is it true that only the Pharaoh's Source can lift our snake-eye curse?" Jiang Binming's face turned pale, and his lips were trembling when he spoke.
"Right now, all the master hunters are trying their best to find a copy of the Pharaoh's Source, just to stand out from the Hunter Competition. As a result, we have to find seventeen copies... How is it possible? We will all be tortured to death by the curse!" Chen He wailed, almost hiding his face and crying.
Tong Zhou was keeping silent. As a professor, the more silent he said, the more flustered the students would be.
"Professor, I have an idea." Lingling saw that everyone was frustrated, so she chose to speak.
"Say it." Tong Zhou said righteously.
"We are holding the Black Elephant King hostage, who is hosting the competition. All hunter masters are trying to obtain the true information about the source of the Pharaoh. As long as we capture the Black Elephant King, we can let our team of participating hunter masters search for the source of the Pharaoh for us. This way Only then can we hope to lift the snake eye curse." Lingling said.
"Are you kidding? That's the Hunting King!"
"If we do this, we will be completely removed from the hunter's list. This is a crime!"
"I agree, it's better than being tortured to death by a curse!"
"Yes, is there no other way? Who made us enter the evil temple by mistake?"
Tong Zhouzheng seriously considered Lingling's proposal.
After a long time, Tong Zhouzheng nodded and said: "Let's do it this way. I will first pretend to obtain a Pharaoh's Source, and then use this Pharaoh's Source as a trap to poison the Black Elephant King and then control him."
"Professor, are you sure?" Lingling asked worriedly.
"As long as he is not very wary of me." Professor Tong Zhouzheng said.
All the members of the Hunter Academy were crying.
How could a normal competition become like this? They wanted to become traitors and directly attack the referee and other participating teams.
The question is, is their low-end configuration really feasible
…
After walking out of the sunset long slope, everyone was as tired as if their limbs were tied with iron chains.
Finally returning to Orange Sand Town, seeing the prosperity of human beings again did not make them happy. After all, the curse of the red python evil dragon was imprinted deep in their souls. Every time they closed their eyes, that thought would emerge in the darkness of their thoughts. A pair of terrifying vertical pupils.
As the mistress of the evil temple, Apasi told the members of the Hunter Society.
The curse would engulf them in just a week, making their life worse than death. In order to frighten them, Apasi also deliberately created some illusions and buried them in their spiritual world to ensure that they believed that they were cursed.
Pharaoh's Fountain is the only antidote.
And one copy can only lift one person's curse.
As a last resort, Lingling didn't want to use this method to fool them. It was really that Lingling couldn't find any better helper in Cairo.
Moreover, the Black Elephant King is a hunting king.
The strength is absolutely outstanding!
It's definitely not possible to do it forcefully. Tong Zhouzheng's method is the most suitable.
They themselves are a team of hunters, and Tong Zhouzheng is a senior professor and master hunter. The Black Elephant King will definitely not think that there is a problem with the pharaoh's source that Tong Zhouzheng presented to him, and it is unlikely to be fortified.
"Have a night's rest first. Tomorrow we will start kidnapping the Black Elephant King." Professor Tong Zhouzheng said to everyone.
"Professor, do we really want to do this?"
"Yes. If you don't want to die, and I heard that no one who curses death is peaceful during his or her lifetime." Professor Tong Zhouzheng emphasized.
…
Everyone fell asleep uneasily, and Lingling breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that everyone had been successfully fooled.
Lingling opened her small notebook and wanted to take a look at the progress of the hunter masters she was tracking, when there was a gentle knock on the door.
Lingling went to open the door in confusion and saw Professor Tong Zhouzheng standing there with a serious look on his face.
He is like this most of the time, unsmiling.
"Professor, what's the matter?" Lingling was a little confused.
Did he suddenly remember something that he hadn't told himself, or did he specifically want to talk to himself alone.
"You know the mistress of that evil temple, right?" Professor Tong Zhouzheng said.
"This..." Lingling was a little surprised. She didn't expect this professor to be so insightful.
Judging from his expression, Professor Tong Zhouzheng already knew something.
"I need a more realistic explanation, not a so-called curse." Professor Tong Zhouzheng said to Lingling.
"Please come in." Lingling only wanted to let the professor who had seen through his lies enter the room.
"You are the daughter of King Leng Hunter, Leng Lingling. I believe you will not easily collude with demons to frame humans, but I don't understand why you want to sabotage this competition." Professor Tong Zhouzheng said. .
Lingling opened her mouth, it turned out that the professor knew.
"Then do you believe what I say?" Lingling asked.
"You have to listen to it first." Professor Tong Zhouzheng said.