Folk Card Maker: Starting from Painted Skin.

Chapter 276 Mirror
"of course can."

Zhang Jingtian received an affirmative answer.

He nodded, put his hands in his pockets, and walked forward.

A tightly closed door.

When Zhang Jingtian stood at the door, something surprising happened: the door opened automatically, and a soft, gentle male voice came from inside.

There, he saw a person standing opposite him.

The man's appearance made it immediately clear that he was from Japan.

He smiled slightly at Zhang Jingtian.

To be honest, if Zhang Jingtian only saw the other person's face, he would find it hard to associate the man in front of him with some heinous villain.

But Zhang Jingtian knew that this was just a disguise.

As the leader of a cult, the other party could not possibly be a gentle and kind person.

"Hello. I know you're here to kill me."

However, when the man spoke, Zhang Jingtian immediately froze on the spot.

He looked up at the man in front of him, a cryptic smile playing on his lips that sent a chill down Zhang Jingtian's spine.

It was as if the other person could see into his inner world through that smile.

"What's wrong? Did I say something wrong? The only purpose of you people coming to Japan is to wipe out all of us, the organizations you've labeled as cults?"

He crossed his arms and looked at Zhang Jingtian with a mocking expression.

Zhang Jingtian took a deep breath and told himself that he absolutely could not let the other party lead him by the nose.

Now that his opponent knows his identity, he no longer needs to pretend.

"What? What do you mean by 'we defined it'? Aren't you one of them? Don't you have any connection whatsoever with the Scourge?"

Zhang Jingtian knew that these cult members were best at distorting the truth.

There's no way I'd be so easily swayed by them.

At this moment, the man in front of him smiled and shook his head:

"Is that so? Is that what you think?"

After he finished speaking, he suddenly snapped his fingers, and then Zhang Jingtian saw cracks like glass appear on the face of the person in front of him.

Zhang Jingtian clicked his tongue, thinking to himself, "You monster have finally shown your true colors. I can take this opportunity to kill you."

However, to Zhang Jingtian's surprise, the man in front of him, his body, like the ever-growing cracks, began to shed chunks of flesh from a piece of glass.

After it seemed as if there wasn't a single piece of flesh left on his body, Zhang Jingtian suddenly realized that a mirror had appeared in front of him.

This left Zhang Jingtian utterly bewildered; he had no idea what he was seeing.

What puzzled him even more was that the mirror suddenly spoke, and the voice was that of the man from before:

“I will not hurt you. You may not believe it, but within the Scourge, there are actually beings like me who would never harm anyone. We are called traitors because we wish to live in harmony with you humans.”

Its voice sounded quite calm as it simply looked at Zhang Jingtian.

Upon hearing what the mirror said, Zhang Jingtian's face showed a completely disbelieving expression.

To be honest, if he hadn't been to the Sealed Gate and seen what was inside, he might have been deceived by the mirror in front of him.

However, right now, Zhang Jingtian is only curious about why there is such a calamity legion.

Could it be that this mirror actually has no offensive capabilities and only uses sweet talk to deceive its opponents?

The mirror, however, wasn't in a hurry to argue with Zhang Jingtian. Instead, many images appeared on its surface. To Zhang Jingtian, it looked like a movie.

The images reflected in the mirror seemed incredibly realistic to Zhang Jingtian.

It's like someone's memory.

He saw many ordinary people, tied up, as if they were about to be executed.

The card makers standing next to them all had indifferent expressions.

It was as if these people's deaths had nothing to do with them.

After these ordinary people finally collapsed to the ground, submerged in pools of blood, Zhang Jingtian couldn't help but ask:
"They just died like that? Why?"

Faced with Zhang Jingtian's question, Jingzi laughed: "Because they are believed to have believed in a cult. Doesn't that reason seem very familiar?"

Zhang Jingtian didn't speak, but the mirror continued its rambling:
"On this land, the lives of ordinary people have never been any different from those of grass. If the card makers wanted to, they could easily take the lives of ordinary people."

And saying they have ties to cults—that's practically a foolproof excuse, isn't it?

Upon hearing what the mirror said, Zhang Jingtian was taken aback for a moment before speaking:

"What the Sakura Country was like before has nothing to do with me. If you want to seek justice, you don't need to come to me; you should go to those card makers who committed evil deeds in the past."

But you and your organization are a cult, there's no problem with that, right?

The mirror let out a sigh.

Yes, a sigh. After hearing that sigh, Zhang Jingtian found it difficult to describe his feelings.

He looked as if he had encountered a melancholic Scourge.

However, Zhang Jingtian cannot let his guard down now. He recognized the power of this mirror at first glance: Black Card.

Although his current strength is enough to make him unafraid of a Scourge legion of Black Card quality.

But Zhang Jingtian still wouldn't let his guard down.

To prevent the other side from having any secret weapons.

"You really are stubborn and won't see the truth!"

At this moment, the mirror's tone finally changed.

At this moment, Zhang Jingtian actually breathed a sigh of relief.

Because he realized that his premonition was correct.

This mirror is definitely not a good thing; there's something wrong with it.

If I had been misled by its words, I'm afraid I would be in trouble now.

Now, Zhang Jingtian has finally waited for this guy to reveal his true colors.

However, Zhang Jingtian did not expect that this guy had another plan.

"Since you insist on sticking to me, then now, kill me in front of them!"
Then they'll know what kind of person you really are.

After he finished speaking, the mirror actually pulled everyone in their sect over.

This includes the children from before.

The mirror, at this moment, also took on the form of someone else.

When the children saw Zhang Jingtian standing menacingly before their most admired cult leader, they all showed expressions of fear and shock.

(End of this chapter)