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Chapter 11 Murder in the Jungle(1/2)

 After hearing Allen’s speculation, Julie wiped away a cold sweat, the secret passage is so dangerous!

Uncle Ryan's face also darkened, his eyes filled with anger.

Someone plotted against his precious son, which offended his instinct!

"There is someone in the forest, cast a spell to attack!"

Ryan lowered his voice and gestured to everyone.

"The crew and griffons, stay and guard the airship!

"Others, follow me into the forest to search for enemies!"

Including Allen, a group of eight people quickly approached the dense forest.

……

In the dense forest.

"Haha... I was really fooled."

"A bunch of naive guys, let's die here."

The ventriloquist sneered and activated the magic.

The body under the cloak quickly deformed.

The feet turned into sheep's hooves.

A pair of curved horns sprouted from the forehead.

Under the chin, a wisp of goatee flutters in the wind.

Level 1 atavistic transformation, satyr form!

The ventriloquist snapped his fingers.

Magic surges at the fingertips.

Level 0 "Phantom Sound", applied on a stone twenty meters away.

The stone immediately made a rustling sound.

It seems like someone is walking quickly through the forest.

The sound of clothes and pants rubbing against branches.

It’s so lifelike that it’s fake and real!

The title of "ventriloquist" is not for nothing!

As expected.

Ryan and others fell into the trap, turned around collectively, and pounced on the rocks that made the phantom sound.

The ventriloquist smiled even more proudly.

Everything is under control!

Then, he pulled out a recorder from his waist.

Through atavistic meditation, he learned the secret of playing magical music from the satyr ancestral spirit.

The ventriloquist began to play a "lullaby".

The ethereal and melodious sound of the flute echoes in the forest.

It's like the sound of wind blowing on the treetops, making a whining sound.

It's like a clear stream, flowing gurglingly.

The fresh and refined melody is in harmony with the surrounding natural environment.

Even the spirits in the forest are happy to listen to his playing instead of being angered by the sound of the flute.

Not far away, Ryan and others heard the sound of a flute coming from the forest.

The collective stopped and looked dazed.

The expressions on people's faces changed from vigilance to relaxation, and they yawned one after another and became drowsy.

"Haha... Go to sleep, go to sleep, sleep well."

The ventriloquist can actually talk while playing the recorder.

Whispers came from his belly.

It's as if his navel has become another mouth.

The first-level magic "ventriloquism" is so magical!

With this unique skill, a ventriloquist can play the two roles of "lead vocalist" and "harmony vocalist" at the same time on the theater stage.

"Hey! Knife-throwing hand, it's your turn to take action."

"Use your knife and kiss their throats."

"Send them into a sweet and eternal dreamland."

The ventriloquist continued to play the flute and whispered to his companions in ventriloquism.

The thin knife-throwing hand nodded gently.

The slender white palm touches the waist.

Eight willow leaf flying knives, held between both fingers.

The palm moves slightly, so fast that the throwing action cannot be seen clearly.

Eight rays of silver lightning suddenly shot out through the forest!

Eight flying knives were shot at the throats of Ryan and others.

Flying Knife Hand, the corners of his lips are slightly raised.

The stupid pursuer has been so mesmerized by the ventriloquist's lullaby that he has lost his vigilance. There is no way he can escape his throat-sealing flying knife!

But in the next second...

The smile of the knife-throwing hand is frozen on his face!

Boom!

Suddenly there was a thunderbolt in the forest!

The sound waves surged across the sky, shaking the surrounding trees and causing leaves to fall.

The ventriloquist and knife thrower were both startled by the thunder.

When I came back to my senses and looked again, it turned out that it was an inconspicuous young man among the eight people who suddenly cast "Thunder Wave", causing a huge roar.

To be precise, Allen used the "Shaping Thunder Wave" to shield the Griffin family from the bombardment range of the "Thunder Wave" and avoid accidental damage.

The loud noise woke them up from their half-asleep state.

At the same time, eight flying knives flying from the opposite forest were intercepted by the "Thunder Wave" and shattered into pieces.

Among the eight members of the team, Allen was the only one who was not hypnotized.

His mental attribute is as high as 23 points, which is much higher than that of a ventriloquist.

In this case, it is difficult for the other party to hypnotize him.

Allen had no choice but to use "Thunder Wave" to rescue him.

It wasn't until he confirmed that the mere roar of thunder was not logical language and would not anger the forest spirits that he breathed a sigh of relief.

Turning around to face where the ventriloquist and knife thrower were lurking, Allen's face was cold, and he raised his hand to shoot a finger snap wave.

Tsk—bang!

It's like a bullet hitting the reed flute in the ventriloquist's hand.

Crush it on the spot!

The ventriloquist's face changed slightly, and he quickly retreated into the forest.

Hound pace!

Allen's figure flashed and he chased after him!

A flying knife is already waiting in front.

The knife-throwing hand's prediction is accurate to the millimeter.

It looks like Allen himself is trying to hit the flying knife!

While Hound Pace is activated, it cannot change direction again.

In fact, there is no need for Allen to change direction to avoid.

His expression remained unchanged and he allowed the flying knife to be nailed to his chest.

Cang!!
To be continued...
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