Beauty comics

Chapter 43 Death's Curse?
The next day, Link got up early and ran down the street.

Exercising naturally cannot relax, and recently he is not short of money, has sufficient nutrition, and exercise is even more important, let alone this world.

The more strength, the more chance of survival.

His current body is almost twice as strong as when he traveled through time.

If you used to be able to hold an [-]-pound beauty and do [-] squats, now you should be able to do [-] squats! .

Moreover, since I have the power of mind, I can't sleep at night, as long as I exhaust my energy, I can fall asleep immediately.

Still full of energy in the morning.

It is better than sleeping pills, and there is no possibility of biological clock disorder.

Perhaps because I used the Zhenzi card for nearly 15 minutes last night, I clearly felt that my spiritual power has increased a lot this morning.

It can even push a teacup weighing half a catty, which is a remarkable improvement.

"It's a pity that there are only 20 minutes left on the Sadako card, and I suddenly miss Sadako a little bit!"

"I knew I shouldn't have used up Sadako's disc, so I could watch it at home every day!"

Thinking of the consumption of Sadako's cards, Link remembered what Sadako had said.

"I won't let you go..."

Unfortunately, it has been several days, and Sadako has not come to find fault.

After breakfast, Link returned to the office.

In order to cope with the spy's surveillance, he behaved very ordinary, completely like a serious detective.

Unfortunately, there is not much business.

At around ten o'clock in the morning, Uncle Punishment came to the office slowly, and then left in a hurry in disappointment.

Link can't do anything about the evidence, so he can only rely on Uncle Punishment to figure out a solution.

At night, Link put on a black windbreaker and a black hood again, and disappeared into the room.

Midtown Manhattan, Metropolitan Museum of Art.

The dark exhibition hall was unusually calm.

Suddenly, the void next to the booth of the suspected God of Death statue rippled like the surface of water, and gradually grew larger until it reached a height of two meters.

The next moment, Link's figure in black walked out of the ripples, as if passing through a curtain of water.

At the same time, Link's mental power also exploded instantly, turning the surrounding cameras aside.

But at the moment Link appeared, a piercing alarm suddenly broke out in the quiet exhibition hall.

"Drip drip..."

In the quiet night, it was heard far away.

"Lying on the grass...there's even an infrared net!"

Link's eyes widened. In his induction, red rays were all around the booth.

The observation of the day before yesterday failed to find it.

This kind of ray is emitted by the siren. If it does not touch the object, everything will be as usual. Once it touches it, an alarm will be issued immediately.

It is only now that his mental power has been carefully discerned before he senses the source, which is too hidden.

As soon as he appeared, he touched the rays surrounding the exhibit, and the alarm sounded instantly.

The alarm here is connected to the police station, and even alarmed the security of the museum.

I don't have much time for myself.

Before he had time to think about it, Link turned around and squeezed the glass on the booth with his thoughts.

"Crack..."

Three tons of force directly cracked the tempered glass on the booth.

"The cliff is not made in China, such a brittle glass?"

But at the next moment, Link's movements suddenly stopped, his eyes fixed on the position he just passed through.

He saw that the ripples in the void that he had just passed through were shrinking, but they did not dissipate directly.

On the contrary, it became more and more obvious, and the water ripples on it flowed like empty waves as the portal became smaller.

At the same time, there is also a layer of nihilistic black mist, following the ripples, continuously rushing towards the sculptures in the booth.

"Lying on the grass... what's the matter?"

Link looked at the sculpture, and found that the pitch-black sculpture seemed to have melted, and the outer black skin was falling off little by little.

"Boom..."

At this moment, a dull cracking sound suddenly sounded.

Like a porcelain bottle dropped on the ground.

The pitch-black sculpture exploded immediately, followed by a burst of black as ink, as if a dense fog that was darker than the night, drifted away.

Gradually, a human form formed in front of Link.

It was a woman with long black hair. She couldn't see her face clearly, and she was wearing a black robe that kept swinging.

The body under the black robe is white and tender, with protruding front and back, like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, floating in the air so lightly.

Gives a feeling of no weight at all.

At the same time, a voice slowly rang in Link's ear: "I thought I would have to create a few more deaths before I could get out of trouble. I didn't expect you to help me!"

"Cough cough..."

Link coughed twice and quickly backed away.

Everything in front of him was too weird, the passage he opened actually gave this sculpture some kind of power.

It's like absorbing some kind of magical energy from the dimensional space with the help of one's own channel.

"You won't take my soul to thank me, will you?"

Link felt a little guilty. If the person in front of him was really the god of death, how could he protect himself with his great wizard card?

If the god of death waved his hand and his soul was captured, it would be embarrassing.

"Huh? Your request is quite strange, but since you are looking forward to it so much, I will satisfy you!"

The voice of the woman in black robe was unusually ethereal, as if resounding from all directions in the entire exhibition hall, with a hint of teasing, she slowly raised her hand to Link.

It was a pink and white palm with slender and slender fingers, full of softness.

But at this moment, in Link's eyes, it looks like a ghostly hand trying to collect his soul.

Link opened his mouth, but couldn't speak, but his thoughts flickered, and he wanted to activate the Monkey King card.

Has anyone treated a savior like this?

It will be struck by lightning!

"Huh? You actually have the breath of the Sorcerer's Stone!"

Just when Link was about to activate the Monkey King card, the woman in black robe suddenly paused slightly, made a sound of surprise, and looked at Link very strangely.

"There is still the breath of one of my servants, did you kill the Plague Witch?"

Hearing what the black-robed woman said, Link was startled.

"The Philosopher's Stone? The Plague Witch?"

No matter how it sounds, it feels like it's not good for me!
He knows about the Philosopher's Stone, the Philosopher's Stone in Harry Potter can make people live forever.

It is definitely a treasure in the wizarding world, and once it gets out, it will definitely arouse the madness of the wizarding world.

And the Plague Witch is probably the great wizard Link killed, the great wizard who brought plague and death to mankind.

What's even more difficult is that this great wizard is still a servant of the god of death in front of him.

No wonder the Plague Witch can sow death too!

I and Death, this is the enemy!
"Who are you? Are you really the god of death?"

Link thought of the accident on the Kennedy Bridge. At that time, he suspected that the so-called God of Death was a great wizard in the wizarding world.

Now that he had heard of the Sorcerer's Stone again, he was even more skeptical.

But thinking that the great wizard, the so-called plague witch, turned out to be the servant of the person in front of him.

This made Link uncertain again.

You know, the Plague Witch became famous 800 years ago.

If it is a great wizard, Link is really not afraid. In this state of being banned for many years, his magic power must be insufficient.

But if it's the god of death, it's really hard to do.

"Reaper?" The black-robed woman frowned tightly, and said displeasedly, "I prefer to be called Morgana or Morgan!"

"Morgan? Death Morgan? Morgana?"

Link's heart tightened when he heard this, and his expression became more alert.

Morgan Le Fay is indeed called Death, also known as Morgana.

He is a person of the same period as the great wizard Merlin. They both have the blood of the devil and have a very long life. They first lived in the fifth century AD, that is, 500 years ago.

One thousand and five hundred years ago, there were no three holy temples of the Supreme Master on the earth.

At that time, demons from different latitudes could travel through the dimensional space through magic power and descend on the earth.

Magical creatures like demons, unicorns, centaurs, elves, pterosaurs, etc. all appeared at that time.

As the overlapping point of the Nine Realms, Europe, where the space is weak, has become the first choice for demons to descend, and the lineage of wizards was born as a result.

Because wizards actually have magical blood in different latitudes, and they have magical powers themselves, and they did not regard themselves as human beings at the beginning, but regarded human beings as an inferior race.

Later, Agamotto, the supreme mage at that time, built three holy temples to expel the creatures of different latitudes from the earth in order to expel the demons of different latitudes who wreaked havoc on the homeland, and the Lord of Latitudes who peeped at the earth.

And a hanging ring was created, so that ordinary people can exercise their spiritual power, communicate with different latitudes, have magic power, prevent the invasion of different latitudes, and protect the earth.

The reason why Link knew it was because in the movie Doctor Strange in his previous life, there was an account of Agamotto's deeds.

And according to the difference between wizards and mages, we can also guess the situation at that time.

The mage steals the power of different latitudes by hanging the ring.

And wizards have blood of different latitudes themselves, and they have magical powers from birth.

"Doo...doo..."

At this moment, a series of sirens suddenly sounded outside the entire museum, from far to near.

Apparently, the alarm at the museum finally led to the police.

Looking at Morgan, the god of death who was staring at him and slowly raising his hand, Link's scalp went numb, and he said with a dry smile, "Well...how about you change the way of thanking you?"

"I think you should stop taking my soul, since you are the God of Death!"

"Why don't you try to curse me for immortality?"

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