Chapter 253 Tricia is right

Zhou Yi identified the authenticity of Tricia through the imprints left on the corpses, and lurked in Mu Hua's shadow to capture the fleeing impostor.

In order to escape Monday's bite, the monster disguised as Tricia revealed its weird true form.

"Is this thing the Basanimu demon?" The wizard asked Vivian, holding a strange object like a column of smoke in his hand.

"That should be the case. I haven't seen it very often."

"This kind of demon can only be harmed by attacks involving the soul. If we want to capture it, the Mage's Hand is a more suitable method." Vivian looked at the distorted and screaming smoke with a hint of curiosity in her eyes.

"Let me go! You can't hurt me, otherwise you will never be able to escape from the illusion." It was clearly a ball of smoke without any limbs. Mu Hua couldn't even find its mouth, nose, head or face, but a ball of dust-like black smoke could speak human words.

There are many strange life forms in this world, not to mention the undead and magical life forms that can barely be classified as carbon-based life forms, there are even some silicon-based life forms similar to elemental aggregates.

But Mu Hua really couldn't tell what kind of life form the Basanimu demon in front of him was.

The wizard's hand brought the screaming demon in front of him. Mu Hua stretched out his hand and grasped it, but even his palm covered in blood could not catch it, as if it was just a ball of smoke.

"Did you set up this illusion? Wouldn't the illusion be broken if we kill you?" Everyone was staring at the Basanimu demon. Mu Hua felt a little weird talking to a cloud of smoke.

Just like Mu Hua, some people who have seen Basanimu demons call them 'painful black smoke' because they have little knowledge of this kind of demon.

Creating illusions is their specialty, and they are also very good at possession.

Unlike a ghost that relies mainly on the combat power of the possessed person, the Basanimu demon itself has no combat power and basically no direct attack capability.

But when they invade the bodies of other creatures, they can use the bodies of other creatures to burst out power beyond the limits of their bodies, and even release magic.

However, this power beyond the limit will bring great pain to the possessed person. When they leave the possessed person, it is often the time when the possessed person dies. This is also the origin of their name "Painful Black Smoke".

This is a demon that has weak direct combat capabilities but is very good at causing chaos.

"I am not the host of the illusion, but my companions will pay attention to my situation. I am just forced to accept the domination. I have not hurt you, and you can't kill me." The black smoke twisted and struggled in the wizard's hands and said to Mu Hua.

"This guy, is he an elementary school student?" Mu Hua shook his head. This nonsense was too insincere and had no merit at all.

"There probably isn't much to say. Ask about the situation in the teleportation array." Tricia said to Mu Hua.

"Oh, do you dare to believe what it says?" Mu Hua said with a smile.

"Um...that's right, it seems there's no need to ask." Tricia suddenly realized.

"No, no, I'll tell you, I'll tell you everything."

"This is just a game played by the Lord. We set up an illusion here to guide humans into the dimensional space."

"The dimensional space is controlled by a Barang demon. As long as you can kill the Barang demon, you can even obtain a vast dimensional space."

"I can show you the way. I can take you to find the controller of space."

"This is a challenge and a test. Don't you humans also like adventure?"

"My God, imagine that you will be given a dimension with rich lands. This is a path to power and wealth."

As he spoke, the Basanimu demon even projected a vineyard under the setting sun, green mountains and misty manors in front of everyone. It was a beautiful scene as if viewed from a high place. The Basanimu demon kept chattering to everyone in a bewitching manner.

The words of the Basanimu demon made everyone look at each other in confusion, and no one knew which of its words was the truth.

Even if there is wealth there, if the so-called challenge cannot be completed, it may cost one's life.

"This should indeed be an opportunity." Unexpectedly, among the crowd, it was Tricia who first affirmed the words of the Basanimu demon.

"What do you mean?" Mu Hua frowned.

"Although it's not common, there are indeed some demons doing some small actions around the courtyards before the Star Patrol Meeting. For example, the situation here."

"This is a demonstration, but the demons don't want to completely anger humans, and usually they won't touch humans' bottom line."

"The monster that's in charge of all this can't be too strong. The Lord of the Courtyard can't possibly send out a catastrophic monster to cause trouble."

"Agreeing to the Star Patrol Conference means that the Lord of the Courtyard does not want to completely break off relations with humans. If it creates too serious a disaster in the outside world, it will be inconsistent with its original intention." Tricia explained.

"So, you came to town just to see if there is such an opportunity?" Mu Hua asked Tricia.

"No, this is just a coincidence. Over the years, the Wandering Witches have been committed to helping the settlers. We are not like the Temple Witches who only know how to sell their butts." Tricia said, spreading her hands.

"Oh, I don't believe you." Mu Hua sneered and asked the newly generated skeleton warrior to walk to Tricia. "Let's start." Mu Hua said.

"Huh?" Tricia asked doubtfully.

"Hmm, what? The Mark of Corpse Pile. You are not completely free of suspicion yet."

"Ha, you are really cautious. Of course, I don't hate this kind of caution." Tricia said with a smile, and obediently began to engrave the skeleton warrior.

When the impostor ran away, Mu Hua had basically believed that the Tricia in front of him was the real person, but she seemed to have the intention of entering the teleportation array to find out what was going on, which made Mu Hua suspicious again.

Demons are inherently cunning. In addition to their outward brutality and cruelty, they also love to play with people's hearts.

Facing a strange demon like Basanimu, Mu Hua still felt that he should be cautious.

"Do you know about the possession of the Basanimu demon?" Mu Hua asked Vivian as Tricia was marking the skeleton warrior.

"This should be no problem. The eyes of humans possessed by Basanimu will turn completely black, just like the eyes of a demon." Vivian said.

"What should we do now? Should we enter this dimension?" Vivian asked, pointing to the teleportation array not far away.

"Whoever wants to go can go. I'm not going anyway. Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to get out?" Seeing that Vivian seemed to be interested in moving, Mu Hua found that this girl was also quite stubborn.

This is not a cross-border magic circle occupied by humans. God knows what the situation is on the other side.

If the teleportation array on the opposite side is occupied by demons, you only need to use a space-breaking technique to block the teleportation array. Going in is like traveling to another world, and it is the kind of travel that you can never come back from.

"We can't leave the illusion even if we don't go in, Mu Hua, how about we join forces? This is a dimensional fragment." Tricia said distractedly.

The simplest understanding of dimensional fragments is probably a weakened version of the courtyard.

"You really value money over life. Let's get rid of this guy first." The corpse mark was carried out smoothly. There was no problem with Tricia in front of him. Mu Hua manifested his Night Demon Sword in his hand.

The soul-specific weapon has the ability to damage the soul and can also cause damage to the Basanimu demon. Seeing Mu Hua preparing to attack it, the black smoke on the wizard's hand twisted wildly.

"Human, you will regret it! You will definitely regret killing me!" screamed the Basanimu demon.

"Huh? Are you descending in your real body?" Mu Hua was surprised by the demon's reaction. Its struggle was too violent. Demons that descended in projection form usually wouldn't act like this.

"Human, we are not enemies. I was also captured by the evil Baran demon. We should cooperate and we can sign a contract."

"Slavery contract?"

"No, a fair contract."

"Well, have a pleasant journey." Mu Hua raised his machete, but facing a cloud of smoke, he didn't know where to start.

"Stop, stop. Slave contract. I am willing to be your servant. You should understand that we can't sign a slavery contract." The black smoke twisted and struggled like a strange snake.

"A demon servant who can create an illusion space? Stop kidding. It's a pity that I haven't mastered high-level space magic. Actually, I am quite interested in you." A cold light flashed in Mu Hua's eyes.

The illusion space of the Basanimu demon is not a simple illusion spell. Even if a servant contract is signed, it has many ways to bypass the contract and trip up Mu Hua.

In this situation, Mu Hua had no time to try to train it. He stopped talking to it and slashed at the black smoke with the Night Demon Sword without thinking.

The screams that came with the chopping were terrifying. Mu Hua had never killed this kind of creature before. It was really a blind hacking.

When death came, the black smoke seemed to turn into lifeless dust. Faintly, there seemed to be a magic core brewing, but the next moment, the magic core scattered along with the dust like a phantom, which shocked Mu Hua.

"Fuck! Where is the magic core?" Mu Hua cursed as he looked at the dust left by Basanimu.

"The existence of Basanimu is strange in itself. No one can get their magic cores. Have you ever seen a ghost drop a magic core?" Tricia completed the corpse mark and casually motioned Mu Hua to check. However, she saw Mu Hua staring at the dust left by Basanimu and grinding his teeth.

There was no problem with the corpse mark, which meant that there was no problem with Tricia. Mu Hua was still thinking about the previous magic core phantom. That situation was obviously different from the ghost.

At this time, Tricia looked at Belica and the other two with malicious eyes.

"Well, I have proved it. Now it's your turn!" Tricia was brewing a corrupt curse in her hands.

Witches are not saints, especially wandering witches, they will never let go of any grudge.

After all of Bellica’s earlier questioning, it was clear that Tricia wasn’t as calm as she had appeared to be before.

(End of this chapter)