Doomsday: I Have One More Keyword Than Others Chapter 147

  Chapter 147 Witch Paul

  Vicious little witch!

   Fortunately, she lost her belt.

otherwise.

  Let her create panic as a witch on her ship, and all the happiness she created was offset by her.

  Luck is really on my side.

   When did he use poison to kill?

   I have always been jealous!

  Dug looked at He Ya, and comforted perfunctorily: "No need. Martha, the purpose of our pirate group is to spread happiness. With our protection, no one can hurt you. You should learn to be a happy witch..."

The witch glared at Doug angrily: "Witches need awe, not happiness. You kidnapped me, and all the fears my grandmother and mother had accumulated for hundreds of years were all destroyed by you. I can already foresee the future. No one will be afraid of me anymore."

  Family inheritance?

  Dug looked at Martha He Ya curiously, and asked, "Who is so courageous to marry your grandmother? And who married your mother?"

   "..." The witch choked and growled, "You don't care how we got here, that's not the point at all, okay?"

   "Aren't you afraid of giving birth to a boy?" Doug asked again.

   "..." The witch's aura suddenly faltered, and she said in a low voice, "We have medicine. Whenever the witch wants to pass on the inheritance, it will choose the most powerful man in the world. Afterwards, they will not have any memory."

A few questions in succession dispelled Barry's fear of witches. He gave the witch a strange look, and suddenly felt that she was deliberately taken away by his captain. She is immortal and powerful. In this world, there should be no man stronger than Paul. up.

  Dug smiled narrowly: "So, you still need to be happy, don't you?"

  Martha is going crazy. At this moment, she really wants to pry open Doug's head and see what's inside him?

  When others were concerned about the Sea God's Scepter, he asked himself where did he come from?

  When there are all pursuers behind, he is concerned about whether he is happy or not?

  Do you care if my wife needs to be happy?

   Be happy, and I won't find you.

  The witch stared at Doug, her chest heaving violently.

  She swore that if she had to pick a man she hated the most in the world, it would be this guy in front of her!

  Dug gave Vito a wink.

  Vito sighed secretly.

   Sure enough.

  He has already used himself as a younger brother, not a partner at all.

  But he would not disobey Duge's order, and put a smile on his face: "Sister He Ya, your voice is really nice, and you must be very beautiful!"

   "Of course." The witch immediately became proud, "Little brother, you speak much better than that stinky guy."

   "Sister is gentle and beautiful, what is the key word?" Vito smiled and continued to ask.

   "What keyword?" The witch looked at Vito strangely.

   "Nothing?" Vito smiled, perfunctory, "I just didn't expect that the legendary witch He Ya would be so young and beautiful..."

"The real He Ya witch is my mother, she was killed by Mahamadu." Martha gritted her teeth and looked at Duge, and said, "If I have the powerful magic power of my mother, I won't be killed by this bastard." take away..."

  Vito glanced at Duge and asked, "Smart and beautiful sister witch, can you tell me where is the clue of the Sea God's Scepter?"

   "If you want to find the Sea God's Scepter, you need to find the golden compass first..." Under the influence of her skills, the witch knew everything she wanted to say, and repeated what she had said to Doug.

   What she said turned out to be true?

  Dug was stunned, are witches so real?

   Not right.

  She should really hate Mahamadu, but she has no ability to take revenge, so when the crystal ball broke, she chose herself...

   "Martha, do witches really have magical powers?" Dug took over the topic and asked.

   "Of course." Martha nodded, "If there is no magic power, why would the crystal ball break when divination your fate?"

   "Then help me figure it out, is it possible for me to get the Poseidon Scepter?" Duge smiled, grabbed the big package in the cabin, took out the crystal ball inside, and handed it to the little witch.

  The little witch was stunned and looked at Duge with lingering fears, not daring to catch the crystal ball.

  Vito glanced at Dug, and flattered him: "Sister Martha, your ability is unparalleled in the world, can you help us test it?"

"Okay, just test it once. He's too weird. If I try to predict his fate, I suspect that I will die." Martha muttered as she took the crystal ball. Her eyes swept over the three people on board, and said, "But I want to tell you that the result of divination only represents the future at this moment, and any fate can be changed."

  There are hundreds of variables in the entire simulation field, it's no wonder that fate can be fixed!

  Dug nodded, and stretched out his hand to signal: "Let's start, we are ready."

  The witch put the crystal ball on her lap, suspended her hands above the crystal ball, closed her eyes, and muttered a spell.

   A moment.

   Milky white light resurfaced on the crystal ball.

Then.

  The witch opened her eyes.

  The milky white light flashed and disappeared.

   This time, the crystal ball did not shatter, but the witch was visibly tired. She looked at Doug and frowned tightly.

   "What did you get in the divination?" Doug asked.

"It's very strange, there is only a blurry picture." The witch looked at Doug's hand strangely, and hesitated for a moment, "Two different hands are holding the Poseidon scepter, one hand should be yours, and the other hand should be yours. The fingers were slender and pale, and looked like a woman's hand..."

   "That's it?" Doug was stunned.

"That's how divination works, it's already very clear, okay?" Martha said angrily, "The object of divination is you, which proves that one day in the future, you are likely to touch the Poseidon scepter. I don't know that woman Who is it? Maybe you are giving the Poseidon scepter to Jan Sini, or you are snatching the scepter from another woman, this is just a picture of the future, anything can happen..."

  Vito's eyes widened.

Are you kidding?

  Paul jumps like this?

   Can you survive to the end and **** the scepter from others?

  But why is it a woman's hand? Shouldn't he and Paul **** the scepter?

  Barry's eyes lit up, and his confidence suddenly increased. Paul actually had a chance to compete for the Poseidon Scepter, and this alone was enough.

   "Sister Martha, you are a beautiful and kind-hearted witch, and you are the most powerful witch in the world. Can you do the math for me?" Vito asked unwillingly.

"I can't, my magic power is not enough." Martha glanced at Vito, "My magic power can only predict the future three times in one day, and, before, I was backlashed by the magic power once when I helped Paul calculate his fate. It hasn't recovered yet..."

   "＠#＄W%%..." Doug glanced at Martha, took the crystal ball from her lap, reproduced his movements, and repeated a series of strange spells she said.

  He has the courage and curiosity to try everything.

   "Impossible, you only listened to it once, how could you memorize such a cumbersome spell?" Martha's eyes widened.

   Twice!

  Dug defamed.

  When you were divining for me in the witch's hut, you also read this sentence. With you, witches rely on a series of spells to conquer the world, right?

  I can't remember it after listening to it twice, it's a waste of my mental strength.

next moment.

   Something even more incredible happened.

  A white light glowed on the crystal ball.

   "God of the Sea, how could you have magic power?" Martha's eyes widened. "Didn't it mean that only witches can use crystal balls? Paul, are you a woman?"

  Vito rolled his eyelids, the pink pirate flag, what else could it be if it wasn't a woman?

   However, the crystal ball is also strange, does it identify the soul?

   So, can he also use it?

  Her soul is also a woman!

  The white light flashes away.

   "What did you get?" Martha asked eagerly.

   "Second." Doug glanced at Vito and said two words.

   "What second?" Martha asked, "What picture did you see."

I didn't see anything, I just saw a glowing light bulb, maybe when the white light was on, there was really a picture, but he couldn't see it, Doug groaned, looking at Vito with a surprised face, sure Said: "You are the second, standing behind me."

   "Really?" Vito was surprised.

  Don't believe in yourself, but in a crystal ball?

Doug looked at Vito, slandered, and seriously fabricated the future for him: "In the picture I saw, you put up two fingers, and the mouth shape should also say two, so I think it should be the second." The meaning of the name..."

These days, Vito's thoughts are fluctuating. Duge feels that he needs to maintain a closer relationship between the two. The friendship between the slave and the slave owner is obviously not enough. Since he is willing to believe in fate, he should use the future to stabilize the two. human relationship.

   It's nothing more than making up two lies, it's too simple.

"My God, you really saw the picture." Martha covered her mouth in surprise, "Paul, can you count me in? Witches can't divination their own fate, so you can do it for me to see what my future fate is. ?”

  Dug glanced at the witch, smiled and nodded: "Of course."

Then.

  He recited the spell.

  The crystal ball glowed white again.

  Wait until the white light turns off.

  Martha asked expectantly: "How is it? What is my future like? Has revenge succeeded?"

   "Gold coins, I only saw countless gold coins. You lay on top of the gold coins with a face of greed and enjoyment..." Duge glanced at the witch with a strange expression on his face.

  The witch's eyes gradually began to glow.

  Suddenly.

She laughed hahaha, ecstasy, trembling: "This is the future I want! Paul, there is nothing wrong with our cooperation. I knew that the person who can shatter a crystal ball must be a Amazing people."

   A bunch of idiots!

   It was controlled by a glowing ball!

  Dug snorted disdainfully, looked at Barry who was driving the boat again, and asked, "Barry, do you need me to do the math for you?"

   "Is it possible?" Barry asked in surprise, "Didn't Martha say that a person can only do divination three times a day?"

   "That's because she doesn't have enough magic power." Duge looked at Martha contemptuously, and said, "Besides, haven't I had enough divination yet?"

  (end of this chapter)

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