Versatile Mage

“The Pharaoh Springs cannot fall into the hands of that collaborator, but your human hunter masters are scattered in different parts of Egypt, and I cannot know the exact location of all of them, even if it is difficult to intercept the Pharaoh Springs.” Apath is aware of the seriousness of the matter.

The Pharaoh Fountain allows the dead to retain its original capacity to a great extent in the process of becoming a dead spirit.

The mother of Medusa is the true emperor, and she is more terrible than the other emperors because of her eyes!

“Someone should be able to make things easier, at least all the teams that know where the Pharaoh Fountain is going to report to him, and as long as he's in control of the man, he'll know what's going on and what's going on with all the hunter-masters.” Ling Ling said.

Black Elephant King.

Ling Ling remembers that the Hunter Masters were assigned tasks by him.

It's a hunter.

It just doesn't seem like an easy thing to do with someone at this level.

“Then find a way to control the Black Elephant King and tell me what information he has. I'll intercept one!” Apath said.

In order to completely destroy myself, my two sisters are completely insane!

“I have to do something.” Ling Ling had a headache.

Why should such a big thing be done by a fairy who is not yet 20 years old? What about the world's outstanding big characters...

But if you think about it, this unreliable guy like Movan has become the crown star, and it's going to be so messy and normal.

“Didn't you have teammates? I let them all go.” Apache.

“They... well, better than nothing.” Spirit sighed.

If you want to be a girl student who doesn't need a small head, you'll have to come up with a little bit of a master seven-star hunter!

“By the way, how do you explain it to them?” Apath asked.

“Simple.”

……

Take control of the important figure of the League of Hunters, the Black Elephant King, and intercept all Pharaoh Fountains.

When Ling Ling walked out of the Temple of Evil in the Sunset Temple, he thought carefully about this mission and then took a look at the members of the Hunter Society around him.

They just stepped out of the ghost gate and were in bad spirits, but luckily they are on the same front as themselves.

“Is it true that only Pharaoh's Fountain can lift our serpentine eye curse?” Jiang Binming's face was pale and his lips were shaking as he spoke.

“Now all the hunter masters are doing everything in their power to find a Pharaoh Fountain to stand out from the Hunter for Men competition, and as a result we are looking for a whole seventeen... how is it possible that we will all be tortured to death by the curse!” Chen River moaned and cried under his cover.

The boat was silent, and the more he remained silent as a professor, the more the students panicked.

“Professor, I have a way.” Spirit saw that everyone was frustrated, so he chose to talk.

“Say it." The Boat is on its way.

“We hold the Black Elephant King who presided over the competition. All the hunter masters are getting the real message of the Pharaoh Springs, and once we take down the Black Elephant King, we can let our team of contestants hunt for the Pharaoh Springs for us so that we can hope to lift the serpentine curse on us.” Ling Ling said.

“Are you kidding me? That's a hunter! ”

“Isn't it a crime for us to be completely de-listed by hunters? ”

“I agree, it's better than being tortured to death! ”

“Yeah, there's no other way, who let us break into the Temple of Evil. ”

The Boat is seriously considering the Ling Ling proposal.

After a long time, the toddler bow nodded, "That's it, I'll pretend to get a Pharaoh's Fountain, then use it as a trap, poison the Black Elephant King, and then take control of him. ”

“Professor, are you sure?” Ling Ling asked somewhat worried.

“As long as he doesn't take great care of me.” Professor Zheng of the Boat.

All the members of the Hunter College cried their faces.

This is what happens to a race for a man, who becomes a traitor and directly attacks the referee and other teams.

The question is, do they really have this low-end configuration?

……

Stepping out of the long slope of sunset, everyone was tired like chains on their limbs.

Finally, returning to Orange Sand Town, they could not rejoice in the breath of human prosperity. After all, the curse of the Red Python Evil Dragon was branded deep in their souls. Every time they closed their eyes, those dreadful vertical eyes appeared in the darkness of their thoughts.

As the mistress of the Temple of Evil, Apath told the members of the Hunter Society.

The curse will devour them in just a week, making them worse off than dead. To scare them, Apath has also deliberately created hallucinations to bury them in their spiritual world, ensuring that they firmly believe in their curse.

The Pharaoh Fountain is the only antidote.

And one can only lift one person's curse.

I had to, and Ling Ling didn't want to fool them in this way. It was just that Ling Ling couldn't find any better help on Cairo's side.

And the Black Elephant King is a hunter.

Absolutely outstanding!

I'm sure it won't work hard, and the solution that the Boats are proposing is the most appropriate.

They are the hunters themselves, and the Boat is another senior professor and hunter master. The Black Elephant King will certainly not think that the Boat is presenting his Pharaoh Fountain with any problems and is unlikely to be guarded.

“Rest for one night, and tomorrow we will begin to hold the Black Elephant King.” Professor Zheng said to the crowd.

“Professor, are we really going to do this? ”

“Well, if you don't want to die, and I've heard of those who cursed death, none of them were tranquil in their lives.” Professor Jung Boat stressed.

……

Everyone fell asleep anxiously, and the Spirit saw that everyone had successfully fallen for it and was relieved.

He opened his little notebook and the spirit wanted to look at the hunter masters he was tracking, when the door was knocked gently.

Ling Ling went to open the door in confusion, and saw Professor Zhengzheng standing there, a serious face.

He does so on many occasions, without a scrupulous laugh.

“Professor, can I help you?” The Spirit has some doubts.

He suddenly remembered something he didn't tell himself, or he deliberately wanted to talk to himself alone.

“You know the hostess of that evil temple, don't you?” Professor Zheng said.

“This…” The Spirit was somewhat unexpected and did not expect the professor to have such a keen insight.

From the looks of his face, Professor Zheng has learned something.

“I need a more real explanation, not a so-called curse.” Professor Zheng said to Ling Ling.

“Please come in.” Ling Ling just let this professor, who knows his lies, into the house.

“You are the daughter of the Cold Hunter King, Cold Spirit. I'm sure you won't make it easy to collude with demons to frame humans, but I don't understand why you're sabotaging this race.” Professor Zheng said.

Spirit opened his mouth, so the professor knew.

“Do you believe everything I say?” Ling Ling asked.

“We have to hear it first.” Professor Zheng said.