Mystery: When the Fool Meets the Masked Fool

Chapter 459 Inszangwell, who was raped by canned wolffish

"In short, canned wolffish shouldn't be a winning strategy," Klein said, skipping over the topic.

“Yeah, so Leonard even bought a drop of Blue Secret Dew from me,” Serres explained. “A phantom thief with an infinite mana bar, I can’t wait.”

"This isn't cheap, is it?" Klein asked.

“It’s not expensive.” Serres smiled and shook his head. “It’s just that for the next month, Leonard in her magical girl form will be the number one and headline in the weekly magazines ‘Rune Beauty Weekly,’ ‘Fusac Beauty List,’ and ‘Intis’s Romantic Adventures.’

Below, in a small alley not far from the residential area.

Leonard kept his eyes closed, but his hands never stopped moving as he threw a knife made from his monocle.

A crimson flower with an eye-like pattern in the center had already grown on the foreheads of him, Audrey, Emlyn, and Fowles.

These are flowers that Emlin planted on them beforehand; the effect is simple: thermal imaging.

In this torrential rain, Inszangwell's silhouette was incredibly clear in the minds of the Tarot Club members. Every move he made was clearly visible, yet they did not lose control because of staring directly at the incomplete mythical creature.

At this moment, the open space near the residential area has undergone a complete transformation.

The rain was pouring down relentlessly, but rainbow after rainbow stretched across the sky, weaving into a dense network, constantly releasing colorful, translucent bubbles that fell from the heavens.

These colorful bubbles float in the air, refracting the sunlight shooting in from all directions and emitting a dazzling and strange luster.

Various kinds of plants, whose species were not distinguishable, grew on the ground and the surrounding walls. Together with the puddles formed on the ground, they looked as if they were growing on a mirror.

What bothered Inszangwell most was a strange, distorted phenomenon. Whenever he tried to leave this strange clearing, he would inexplicably return to the same spot.

This is a prop that Fowles obtained from the system, called the "Ghost Wall Notice Board," which is currently affixed to the wall behind Fowles himself.

As long as Inszangwell fails to destroy it, he will never escape.

Under the rainbow's glow, Inszangwell's body continuously emitted dense black energy, which rapidly wrote on his newly grown arms: "Another unknown spirit realm being has been attracted and has come to the vicinity, attempting to enter the real world and take Inszangwell away."

The quill pen paused abruptly at this point, then quickly continued writing on its own: "Are you drawing cards here? Well, here I come~"

The words tore apart rapidly, as if someone were slicing Inzangwill's arm with a knife, tearing his skin and causing blood and flesh to spurt out.

A palm-sized doll emerged from the wound. Its features were very simple, its clothes were comical, and it held a miniature kitchen knife in its tiny right hand.

A series of cracking sounds emanated from his body, forming a harsh and unpleasant utterance:

"I'm here to take you away~".

Inszangwell narrowed his eyes, opened his mouth with sharp teeth, and bit the doll in two, spitting it onto the ground.

Then he turned his head fiercely and looked at the rainbow net in the sky.

On the rainbow, Audrey is holding a mirror, and in the mirror is Inszangwell's current appearance.

The Mirror of Evil was crafted by Audrey using an artifact from her home, combined with an inscription of [gold]. It is an antique from an ancient village that worshipped demons.

The effect is to temporarily distort and malice the extraordinary abilities used by the person reflected in the mirror, causing the extraordinary abilities to betray themselves.

Seeing Inszangwill looking at her, Audrey immediately took out a slightly yellowed page from the book.

This is the original manuscript of Emperor Russell's diary! It's a very valuable "collection"!
boom!
Inszangwell's brain immediately and uncontrollably produced a large amount of useless information, describing sentence after sentence in a language he had never heard before.

"The taste of a witch is really good... Miss Matilda is so beautiful..."

In his confused state, he staggered a few steps and stepped on an ancient Hermes word that someone had written on the ground.

The handwriting is delicate and beautiful, like the calligraphy left by a noble lady.

[Restraint].

Black ink spread from the lettering, instantly covering Inszangwell's entire body, making him slightly stiff.

And such words are scattered everywhere in this region.

Some of them exploded, some burned, some bound, and some were struck by lightning. Just as Audrey was about to make another move, she suddenly felt a chill on her body, as if she were being entangled by long, thin strands of hair that stretched out from the darkness and from her dreams, and she could no longer move.

The serene power emanating from the divine quickly calmed Audrey's mind, which was entangled by invisible strands of hair, as if she no longer wanted to resist and thus fell asleep in the darkness.

boom!
There was a gunshot.

A bullet was fired from Leonard's hand, striking Inszangwell in the shoulder and breaking his gaze on Audrey.

At the same time, crimson light shone on Audrey, and a thorny rose pierced her arm and grew out, the pain quickly pulling her out of her dream.

Inszangwell growled, his eyes glaring, a deep darkness rippling within them.

Whoosh.

A ray of light shone down from the rainbow in the sky, and Audrey, riding a horse, transformed into a golden streak of light and instantly appeared behind Inszangwell. She reached out a white-gloved hand, grabbed his back, and pulled out a thick, deep "ink" before disappearing again and returning to the rainbow in the sky.

This is the ink grinder used by the writer!
After a piece of knowledge was stolen, Inszangwell suddenly realized that he had forgotten how to draw people into his dreams.

The deep gaze that gathered in his eyes remained unreleased until it erupted within him, causing his already somewhat confused mind to become hazy, unable to distinguish between dreams and reality, and beginning to rampage recklessly.

In his dark eyes, a crimson glow exploded and spread out, transforming into two bloodthirsty, cruel, and insane orbs of light.

With a scream that sent chills down one's spine, he suddenly leaped up and slammed heavily onto the ground, creating a large crater and scattering gravel everywhere.

Vines rapidly grew from the ground, binding the delirious Inszangwill.

Seeing this scene, Fowles, who was hiding in the alley, immediately flipped through the pages of his Lemano travel pen, stopped on a certain page, stretched out his hand, and began to recite a language he had never heard before.

“I call to you, Eulonis, lift the veil of memory, and stir up the ripples of the past once more.”

A counter-clockwise clock appeared before her. Around the crater created by Inszangwell, the rubble shimmered with a faint glow, then immediately, as if time were flowing backward, it filled the crater, burying Inszangwell along with it, creating a mound of earth that was still pressing down.

Golden words and a seed fell from the sky and from the rooftops of the residential area, respectively, landing on a mound of earth.

First, an idiom coined by Emperor Russell came to mind.

[indestructible].

The next moment, a flower that absorbed spiritual energy quickly bloomed on the mound, and the struggling sounds beneath the mound briefly disappeared.

Clap! Applause rang out.

Leonard slowly walked to the mound of earth that had started wriggling and struggling again in less than three seconds.

"Alright, ladies, you can leave now." As she spoke, she took out something that looked like a can from her pocket. "What's about to happen might not be suitable for young girls to watch."

"Of course, Mr. Moon, you have to stay. If you leave, I won't be able to see you anymore."

Audrey and Fowles simultaneously thought of the "Wolf Pleasure Canned Food" that Serres had given to Leonard, and shuddered with a mixture of curiosity and horror.

After hesitating for a moment, they decided not to leave, intending to only go if they saw something truly unbearable.

Leonard didn't insist. He held his breath, kept a safe distance, opened the can, and threw it next to the mound.

A few seconds later, the mound broke open.

Inzangwell, who had regained a little of his senses, was immediately drawn uncontrollably to the opened can.

A can of food, reeking of a mixture of stinky rags, socks, moldy cheese, and dead fish, flew up, and slippery, dripping tentacles emerged from it, wrapping around Inszangwell's body.

"Ow!"

Inszangwell only had time to let out a scream before a tentacle pierced his mouth, and his body seemed to produce some kind of inappropriate reaction.

Next…

[Mosaic].

(End of this chapter)