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Chapter 506

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Momore's long hiss reverberated by their ears, as an inexhaustible pressure abruptly assaulted them from the surrounding darkness! A cold voice that didn't seem to belong to a human echoed in this space.

"Who dares to destroy my seal?"

"Who dares to vainly pry into the secrets of the Fokke family?"

"I sing of death, I enjoy death, I rule over death!"

"You may employ any means to deceive my senses, but you cannot resist the invasion of death!!"

As soon as this sound resounded, one could sense a queer noise reverberating within the gypsy tent. It was as though a humongous flag was fluttering at high speed within the tent. Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

Evidently, this grand tent of the gypsy's royal clan was extraordinary. Merely in the expansion of its inner space, there was a high possibility of employing some high-end spatial magic. Presently, it appeared as though it possessed the capability to isolate all magical aura from leaking out. Therefore, even though the mighty Little Lord Fokke traversed a thousand miles and relied on his own capabilities to locate this diary, he was unable to interact with the external world to sense the exact location of this diary!

At this moment, Sheyan suddenly sensed an unimaginable crisis, as the hairs on his body stood erect. Instinctively, he dodged to the side. Instantly, he sensed an indescribably dangerous object brushing past him from within the darkness.

At this moment, Jiejie chanted out a bizarre and unspeakable syllable. Four gigantic playing cards appeared in mid-air; shockingly, they were the '3 of Clubs', '3 of Spades', '3 of Hearts' and '3 of Diamonds'. They crisscrossed in mid-air, before rumbling in front of her like a mountain.

Although those four playing cards shattered instantaneously, that colossal ghostly voice reverberated once again. However, this time, it was a voice that gradually drifted away.

"Don't think I can't find you! As long as you dare to unveil the final step of the seal, the vengeful spirits of the Fokke family will linger upon your body. Even if you are at the ends of the earth, I can still sniff out the scent of your life. Brandishing death, I will plunder your soul. "

In the instance of that final syllable, the chilliness rapidly receded, as the layer of ice melted away. Instead, the gigantic flesh egg withered and withered. Black mists evaporated in all directions, forming into a three-dimensional illusion. It simulated everyone into a cavern, and before them was a majestic and majestic arched door.

On both sides of the arched door, two tomb-like structures were displayed. These structures were nearly five metres tall, with a radius of roughly 40 square metres. Constructed with black stones, they were rather orderly. Within, a deep door was opened. The interior was pitch-black and couldn't be seen clearly. One could only sense that within the darkness, there seemed to be something squeezing, nurturing, and impatient to rush out.

The ceiling of the arched door was densely packed with red dots. When one neared, one could observe through the dim light of the torches on the walls. One could discover a large group of strange gecko like creatures were distributed on the ceiling of the cave. Disregarding the chilly winds that blew in from all directions, just imagining being fixedly stared at by so many mysterious red eyes, one couldn't help but feel a chill run down their spine.

Then, from the darkness, a rigid, deathly pale, but formidable hand extended out!

That finger pointed straight towards everyone present!

At this moment, everyone's hearts seemed to twitch.

Only after this scene persisted for roughly 10 seconds, did the black mist dissipate. Once again, they returned to that magnificent and foreign place!!

Everyone present stood silently for a long time. Nobody wanted to speak, or perhaps, they didn't dare to speak!

After a long while, Jiejie sat back down on her throne, as she icily spoke to Sheyan.

"Outsider, you may leave now. While you're at it, remember to bring along this damned diary. Right now, I'm starting to feel that this transaction with you is a grave mistake. "

Sheyan picked up the 'Diary of Morgan Fokke', and shrugged his shoulders.

"With regards to the inconvenience I've caused you, I express my deepest regret."

Jiejie shut her eyes, as she sighed in exhaustion. Just as she was about to speak, two peculiar 'gulping' sounds drifted in. Due to the impact of that formidable existence's descent, when the gypsy diviners heard that sound, they immediately panicked. After all, women were women. Once their outer shell was torn apart, their innate weakness would be revealed.

"What's the rush! What's with the chaos?? "

Jiejie roared out mournfully, completely devoid of the awe-inspiring demeanor of a queen. Following that, she waved her hand, as the interior of the tent instantly brightened up. Instantly, one could observe two female priests wearing red headscarves collapsing onto the carpet. Their bodies were twitching incessantly, as blood and phlegm seeped out incessantly from the corners of their mouths! The carpet was soaked with blood.

The two female diviners beside them immediately rushed forward to support them. Sheyan unintentionally caught sight of the exposed arm of one of the unconscious gypsies, and was instantly shocked.

Although the gypsy priestesses appeared extremely aged, their skin was spotlessly white and delicate, and their figures graceful. One could even believe that they were 20-30 years old. At present, that exposed arm was wrinkled and purplish black in colour. Broad bean sized blisters and boils could be seen on the skin; an absolutely horrifying sight!

Jiejie's veil fluttered without wind, as she suddenly tossed out a 'seven of hearts' poker card, which shot into the body of one of the unconscious gypsies. Instantly, the unconscious gypsy jolted awake, as she released an incomparably mournful shriek. Her breathing was incomparably hurried as she exclaimed.

"Yes, yes ….. dead ….."

Speaking till here, she spat out a mouthful of jet-black blood, as her eyes widened before she died. Yet more horrifying, her eyes protruded out of her eye sockets, before exploding with a bang. For unknown reasons, Sheyan once again felt a sense of threat at the instant of the explosion. He retreated several steps, trying his best to distance himself from the corpse.

Those female diviners assumed that Sheyan was afraid of even the dead, and their gazes towards him instantly turned scornful.

However, the body of the female diviner who was supporting the deceased swayed and she suddenly covered her mouth as she coughed. At first, it was as if her throat was itchy and she coughed lightly a few times. However, it was soon followed by an uncontrollable coughing. In the end, it was as if her lungs were about to be torn apart. Even the gaps between her fingers that were covering her mouth were bleeding. Before her violent coughing subsided, she started vomiting again. Her eyes seemed to have ruptured blood vessels and turned red, as blisters and swollen boils started appearing on the back of her hands!

Following that, another unconscious female diviner started coughing as well. While the others were puzzled and were about to offer a cup of water, Jiejie was already standing far away, as she wailed out miserably.

"Get as far away from them as you can!! Never ever come into contact with them again, they are infected with the Black Death! "

Jiejie's voice was incomparably sharp, as though it could tear apart one's eardrums! When the three words' Black Death 'were uttered, everyone simultaneously distanced themselves from the victim. However, in the process of fleeing, another two female diviners bent over and started coughing violently. They were the two closest to the corpse when its eyeballs exploded. One could tell how immensely useful Sheyan's perceptive sensing was at this moment!

In Europe, the might of the Black Death was hailed as the God's Whip. During the fourteenth to fifteenth century, 75 million people worldwide died from this disease, while 25 million to 50 million people in Europe perished. One must understand, the total population of Europe at that time was merely a hundred million people!

Thinking about it, on average, one out of every two to three people would die from this disease. With such a horrifying mortality rate, even after hundreds of years, it would still be passed down as a horrifying calamity. Hence, the fear of these diviners was understandable.

The only one present who could maintain his composure was Sheyan. As someone who hailed from the future, he knew that the Black Death was merely a plague that spread through contact and droplets. However, according to his knowledge, even the Black Death required 2-3 days to claim a life, and definitely wouldn't be able to kill within a short span of minutes like this.

Therefore, the only explanation was, such a bizarre and horrifying Black Death, was caused by the recently descended Little Lord Fokke! What kind of person was Little Lord Fokke, to actually be so formidable to such an extent!!

At this moment, Sheyan attempted to draw closer to the collapsed diviners. His perceptive sensing didn't alert him. Hence, Sheyan tore off a piece of cloth and wrapped it around his hand before inspecting the diviners. He then confirmed that Jiejie's judgement of the cause of death was correct.

When the other diviners saw that Sheyan didn't have any issues, they gathered their courage and drew closer. A red headscarf diviner abruptly raised her crystal ball, and spoke with a serene and soft voice.

"I can sense, following the disappearance of their lives, that dreadful pestilence curse is gradually being neutralized and dissipated."

The red headscarf diviner pondered for a moment before taking large strides forward. He lifted up the clothes on the back of one of the deceased. Shockingly, the skin had started to fester, and even dissolved into a yellow liquid, drenching the carpet below! From afar, it was shockingly a row of English letters. As that red headscarf diviner flipped through the corpses, he discovered similar letters were etched on the backs of the victims of the horrifying Black Death.

When these letters were read together, the meaning was three words:

Crime and …. Punishment! (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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