My World: The Poor Life of a Fortune Teller

Chapter 111: Falling over the “disabled” point~

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Galan looked at the angel of death who was about to leave with a wronged look, as if begging him not to leave and not to take his little crystal ball with him.

The Angel of Death decisively ignored his pleading eyes, and just when he was about to put Galan's small crystal ball into the inventory, he found that the guy's crystal ball could not be put into the inventory.

The angel of death stared at the crystal ball in his hand with some confusion, then he set his eyes on Galan and asked, "Why can't you put this thing of yours in?"

“…I don’t know either?” Galan rolled up the hair near his ear and thought secretly. It seemed that since he came to MC…he really had not used things like the inventory. The most important thing was…he seemed to not have that thing at all?

After all...his crystal ball was always shrunk and put directly into his pocket.

"Since you can't take it away... there's no point in keeping it, why don't you give it back to me? If it doesn't work, I can help you with divination?" Galan's blue-pink eyes flickered, and he looked at the person in front of him with anticipation.

"Divination? Are you serious? Can you use this thing to tell fortunes for people?" The Angel of Death glanced at him doubtfully and fixed his eyes on the crystal ball in his hand, which looked nothing special... well, still a bit fancy.

Galan nodded with a smile. After all, he rarely used his divination ability in front of them. The last time he used it was because he saw a little drowned corpse that looked like a blue devil. He just used it to divine for Null.

"It seems that the fortune teller rarely uses divination for monsters, right? The last time I saw him use it was on a drowned corpse from the same class." A little zombie standing next to him whispered

"What do you mean by class? Can you be compared with that adult?" The red-clothed zombie next to him pushed him with his elbow and said with some dissatisfaction.

"Haha, that's right... that gentleman is indeed very strong."

The Angel of Death thought about it and decided that it was not a bad idea. He couldn't take the crystal ball away, so it would be a hindrance if he held it in his hand.

"Okay. What do you plan to do?" The angel of death returned the crystal ball to Mulan.

Galan took the ball from him, and after seeing that the other party agreed, he placed the ball in front of him and explained to him: "It's very simple, just close your eyes and put your hand on the crystal ball."

Following the action of the Angel of Death, the crystal ball once again released thick purple-black fog that enveloped the two of them, completely blocking the sight of the onlookers nearby.

The images in the crystal ball flipped, and after a period of continuous switching, they gradually presented a series of fixed-track images.

In the dark fog... he saw the Angel of Death flying in the air, red light shining through the fog, and a white shell gradually appeared... However, before the fog completely dissipated, the image in the crystal ball suddenly stopped.

Galan stared closely at the scene in the crystal ball. The red beam of light reminded him of the "monster" he had seen in the player camp some time ago.

At that time, he and the Blue Demon bravely broke into the player camp. Just before they were about to escape, they were spotted by the monster, and the monster's eyes... were red.

Of course, that thing is not a real monster, because its body is made of iron blocks, and it is unknown what connects them.

"It seems... this is all we can do." Galan sighed with some regret.

As the purple-black fog dissipated, Galan allowed the Angel of Death to open his eyes again.

I have to say, it seems that all the monsters in their family are so well-behaved. They close their eyes when asked to, and stretch out their paws when asked to. They are not rebellious at all. They are so cute!

After the Angel of Death opened his eyes, he inexplicably felt a strange feeling. He stared at the hand that was touching the crystal ball, and was stunned for a moment. Then he asked belatedly, "You...just said that this is the limit. What do you mean?"

"Ah? Did I say that? No? Maybe you heard it wrong?"

* Galan is playing dumb...

The angel of death subconsciously raised one eyebrow, folded his hands and looked suspiciously at the guy in front of him who was pretending to be stupid and not thinking.

"The divination has no result... then what's the point?"

“That’s the meaning!”

Galan came up to hug the Angel of Death and rubbed him, then suddenly kissed him on the face. Then he ran away with the ball, leaving the Angel of Death alone, looking disheveled in the wind in public.

"I C??! What's going on?!"

"My Lord was kissed secretly?"

"I'm a bitch! I'm a bitch!"

Because the scene just now was too explosive, the monsters at this moment had already exploded. As a result, they were all killed by the sinister eyes of their adults.

"If you keep arguing, you'll all be thrown back to the End City and handed over to the Blue Demon!"

The angel of death's sharp eyes swept across all the monsters present, and the aura of a high-altitude overlord suddenly spread out around him, threatening with murderous intent.

Although the Angel of Death was threatening at this moment, it looked as if he was planning to go into battle himself.

The group of monsters felt the powerful suppression from the aura of the Sky Overlord at that moment, and they suddenly recalled the time when the Undead Legion was just established.

Null and the Angel of Death put a lot of effort into training this group of "newbies" and trained them all well.

From the ground, to the water, and to the sky, no matter what form they took, they were all defeated by those two men.

To put it nicely, it's good training. To put it bluntly, it's - a fancy beating.

As for Lord Blue Devil... I heard from the new batch of monsters that he is not a good person either... Anyway, he will not have an easy life.

Disperse, disperse, disperse. If they don't climb farther, they will be injured.

After seeing the group of onlookers disperse, the Angel of Death restrained his aura, raised his hand and wiped the cheek that had just been kissed by Mulan, and felt speechless.

"That guy... Never mind. That kid isn't normal to begin with... It doesn't matter." The Angel of Death sighed helplessly and decided not to bother with the kid who didn't have much IQ to begin with.

"Hmm... I don't know how the situation is with Naeus taking over the Netherworld. The Wither Giant should be here soon."

"My king should be returning to the End City in the near future. Then I will let him deal with that rude guy."

Although, the Angel of Death doesn't seem to be disgusted.

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