Chapter 1438

"Damn it, what's wrong?" Poncat's face was heavy.

Sean didn't understand when it was magic.

They are both at a loss. Magic is not to say that it can be used easily, and it is impossible to let the other side win the game unconsciously.

The terrible thing about magic is that you can't tell the true from the false.

It's like seeing a man wield a knife at you in an illusion. Intellectually, you know it's fake.

But can you completely ignore the attack?

Sean covered his head and leaned painfully in the corner.

Pomcast suddenly saw a strange smile on Sean's face.

I saw Sean's body merging into the wall.

"Hallucination! Hallucination! It's an illusion... " Punkat kept telling himself that it was an illusion.

"Do you still think it's an illusion? My stupid disciple. " Sean's smile suddenly became strange: "I wanted to kill you for a long time, but I haven't had the chance. Now, the chance comes, and finally let me wait for it."

"Kill me? Why? " Punkat's mood suddenly went out of control.

"Why? Because I am your teacher, but you are better than me. I hate people who are better than me, especially this one is still my disciple. "

"Fake This is a fake... " Punkat kept telling himself in his heart, but his consciousness began to get confused.

At the same time, on the opposite side of pomcast, Sean, who had been leaning against the wall for a breath, also became strange in front of pomcast. The cold and strange smile made his disciples strange and terrible.

"Teacher, do you really think it's because I've got the illusion? That's just an excuse. I attacked you on purpose, and then pushed it out to magic. " There was a smile on poncat's face.

"Why? You No It's magic, damn it. " Sean closed his eyes at once.

"Magic? Do you really think there is any magic that can be applied to them unconsciously? " Punkat looks at Sean with a sneer.

"Why do you do that?"

"Because you're hiding something from me. Every time you teach me magic, you always hide something. You are a damn bastard. And every time I ask you for help, you always want to smoke it. You greedy bastard, this time I can finally stop smoking it for you." Said punkat, laughing.

Sean's hands were hidden behind him, and he quietly drew out an enchanted dagger.

Reason told Sean that it was all false, all hallucinations.

But Sean's mind is in a mess at the moment, and punkat really seems to want to kill him.

Punkat pounced on Sean. Sean pulled out his dagger and stabbed him in the chest.

Punkat stared at his chest, then looked up at Sean in amazement.

At last, poncat's body fell to the ground.

Sean swayed to his feet, lost all his strength the next moment, and fell forward.

Suddenly, Pang Carter, who was supposed to have died, pulled out his dagger and deliberately spilled his blood.

Along with the blood, there was his last magic phosphorus.

In the moment of the explosion of magic phosphorus, Pang Carter cut the dagger heavily on the wooden comb on the dresser.

The wooden comb was split in two.

All was restored to peace.

Pang Carter picked up the phone with difficulty: "here We need an ambulance Address The address is... "

My teacher is my teacher after all.

It was so quick to find out why.

The moment Sean stabbed pomcast with a dagger, he told him why.

All the reasons are on the wooden comb.

It's also the most suspicious thing they've been exposed to today.

It's not evil spirits, but this wooden comb is a magic prop.

They've all got the wooden comb wrong before.

They found that wooden combs have magical breath, and no trace of evil spirits should be detected.

This wooden comb will hallucinate people in contact.

There is no evil spirit in this house. The so-called burning evil spirit is just what they imagined.

Sean just stabbed pomcast in the chest with a dagger. He stabbed it deliberately and said a comb at the same time.

Sean realized the problem with the comb, but he fell into the illusion of destroying it.

Only when Pontiac wakes up from his illusions can he destroy the wooden comb.

It must be said that this is a very risky move.

Fortunately, they succeeded.

"Sean, teacher, are you ok?" Punkat sat on the ground.

Sean closed his eyes and lay on the ground: "I'm ok But I don't dare to open my eyes. I'm afraid that I'll fall into illusion again. "

"I've destroyed the comb." "What's the matter with this comb?" said poncat...

The phone rings to wake up Xiala. Xiala looks at the time. It's more than two o'clock in the morning.

Shara reluctantly picks up the phone.

"Hello, are you miss Shara, please?"

"Yes, I am."

"Do you know punkat and Sean, please?"

"I know."

"They are in the hospital now."

"Hospital? What happened? " Shara was startled and fell asleep.

"They're in your house and they attack each other."

"Is that so?"

"This is what our police want to know. Where are you now? Is it convenient to have a chat? "

"I'm not in downtown Los Angeles. I'm afraid I can't go back to Los Angeles until tomorrow."

"Well, I hope you can come to the police tomorrow."

Shara's mind is a little confused. She faintly realizes that it is likely that Pang Carter and Sean, like themselves, have hallucinations and then kill each other.

The next day, Shara rushed to the police station and communicated with the police.

Of course, just make a simple record.

After all, she was not at the scene and there was no suspicion.

In the transcript, she claimed that she had only temporarily lent the house to punkat and Sean to live in her own home.

Although the police were puzzled by Pang Carter and Sean fighting each other, they did not embarrass Shara too much.

Shara went to the hospital again to see pomcast and Sean.

"Mr. punkat, what the hell is going on?"

"We miscalculated. It's your comb. It's an evil magic prop." Pang Carter is very weak now because he was stabbed in the chest. Although he missed the key point, he lost too much blood.

Although rescued, but still in the weak.

"Mr. Sean and I were both illusions, and then we fought each other."

"Then That comb? I'm going to destroy that comb now. "

"That comb has been cut off by me, but the magic prop is not so easy to destroy. In order to prevent you from being hurt again, you can't touch the comb. You'd better wear completely isolated gloves, then burn the comb and bury the ashes."