Pirate's Bizarre Adventure

Chapter 953: Identifying the True Identity, Labyrinth Chaos

Seven Leos.

They all look different.

Jon stroked his smooth chin and said, "Okay, you can start proving yourselves."

Self-proof?

How to prove yourself.

It's very confusing, okay?

Laos, you look at me and I look at you.

Finally, one of them scratched his head and said, "Anyway, let's get rid of this person with a crooked mouth and slanted eyes who looks like an idiot."

For a moment, everyone's attention was focused on 'Idiot Laos'.

"Who on earth is this? Isn't this just slandering someone's innocence out of thin air?" The remaining Laos looked very angry.

As they were talking, they looked at the one who was obviously much bigger and stronger: "And you, you are also a fake."

Seven minus two.

There are five left.

These Laos differ in some details.

The rest is pretty much the same.

Falin thought about it, and suddenly raised her finger: "Hey!"

Seeing her expression, I thought she would say in the next second: "I'll make you a bowl of noodles, try the Tie Niu beef noodles."

of course.

Such a ridiculous thing is impossible to happen.

But then Falin suggested, "Brother Laos has a unique skill that no one else can possibly master. He is very good at imitating a dog."

Everyone:? ? ?
The five Laos looked at each other.

Sudden.

Without any warning, another one fell down, got on all fours, arched his body and started barking wildly: "Ah ...

Falin shook her head. “Although I can see that you have tried your best to imitate it, this is the cry of a wolf.”

As a result, 'Laios, the failed imitation show' was also locked up.

While Falin was identifying her brother.

Jon came up to the cat ladies.

"Cat~Hey, cat~"

Izujinmi and the others got stressed again.

It's fried like a fur ball.

Jon took a quick look and directly pulled the one in the middle, using 'Forced Love' without any explanation.

"I can't mistake this feeling. You are the real Cow Cat!"

Everyone:...

Although I have a lot of complaints that I want to vent.

But we have to admit that in this situation, abnormal intuition can still be of some use.

Jon, Faline, Izuzumi, and Laos whose identity is gradually becoming clear.

The identities of these people are clear.

and so--

Only Chilchak, Malushiel and Sensi were left.

Seven people, three groups.

Twenty-one in total.

However, some people are still easy to identify.

For example, 'Abstract Maruhiel'.

That style of painting.

If you don't know, you might think it was 'Bohemian Rhapsody' (the stand-in in the sixth part) that materialized the paper man.

Chilchak and Sensi are also easy to identify.

For example, a helmet without holes, or a neck gaiter used as a scarf.

Eliminate these obvious knockoffs.

In total, there are five Sensi, six Malushil, and four Chilchak left.

at this time.

The confirmation work on Falin's side is also coming to an end.

Standing before her were two identical Laos.

"This is a bit difficult. If this is the brother I remember, he should be no different from the real person." A trace of embarrassment flashed across Falin's round face.

Jon dragged Catgirl over and said, "Let me see."

Take a closer look.

indeed.

With his professional eyes, he couldn't see any difference between the two Laos.

So, do we need to use the method of "learning to bark like a dog" to identify it?
Jon's eyes moved back and forth between the two of them.

Suddenly, a Laos said, "No matter how you think about it, I can't be fake, right? Qiao Qiao, have you forgotten that when we were drinking in the pub before, we went to the back alley together..."

Jon: “Oh?”

Hearing this, Falin couldn't help but ask curiously: "What is the back alley?"

Chirchak's heart trembled: "No way!"

But there doesn't seem to be such a messy place on the island.

Laos doesn't look like a dishonest guy either.

Laos scratched his head. "The back alley is the back alley. When we can't find a toilet, we often go there together."

Chilcak: ...

Ok.

It's he who thinks too much.

"Ah! Yes, yes, yes! That's it." The remaining Laos nodded quickly.

Because he was the Laos in Farin's impression, he had no memory of his private life, so he couldn't tell these details at all.

"I didn't expect that in the end we would have to use pee to distinguish the real from the fake." Sensi and others were quite moved.

Feeling exposed.

The Laos was tied up with his head down.

"Okay, now it's time to solve your problems." Jon clapped his hands and turned his attention to Malushiel and others.

With a quick glance, he limited the number of Malushil to three.

"You, you, you, and you, all of you go to the side." Jon commanded.

Others were very puzzled.

Those fake Malu also refuted.

Jon smiled slightly: "Malusil's hairstyle changes every day. After all, hair is an important material for magicians to cast spells. Didn't you notice that only the two of them had the same hairstyle as Malusil this morning?"

Everyone: No.

Make sense.

When facing a powerful enemy, who would care how their companion combs their hair every day?

Isn't it just braiding your hair or something?
Even Falin didn't care.

Not to mention other people who are careless.

There are three Malusil, one is a little cold, and two are a little stupid.

Jon: "This cold and stern one, can't it be the one in my mind... No, no, this silly one is it."

Malushiel: "Who is the silly one? By the way, you actually noticed my different hairstyles every day. Are you secretly in love with me?"

She had been waiting for this opportunity.

Finally I can avenge what happened in the previous episode!
Qiao En spread his hands and said, "Yes, yes, yes, I have a crush on you. I really have a crush on you. Are you satisfied?"

Malushel: ???
Although he knew this guy was a good person.

But from some of the behaviors...

what.

So angry.

"Then let's continue with the judgment questions." Jon pointed at the elf with a stern look: "First of all, you must be fake."

"What makes you say that?" Malushiel, with a stern face, even spoke in a cold voice.

Jon was not in a hurry to refute and asked, "Can you recall the classic lines you said when you first ate the iron plate rat slices?"

The stern-faced Malushiel said nothing.

The remaining Malushil seemed to recall some bad memories. She hugged her arms and said with a complicated expression: "Even if I die outside and jump down from here, I will never eat a single bite of monster."

of course.

Subsequent experience proved that the essence of human beings (elves) is to smell good.

Not only did she eat monsters, she ate a lot of them.

Jon's eyes lit up: "Yes, that's it. Congratulations, you have proved your true identity." "Is that proof?" Malushiel scratched her head in surprise.

"Only an elf girl who has truly experienced and tasted monsters can say this accurately." Jon extended his hand to Maruthil: "Welcome to join the Justice, no, the Genuine Alliance."

Malushel slapped Jon's hand aside in disgust.

"The sad memories are brought back again." The silly elf was very hurt and hugged Falin all of a sudden.

Falin: "Good boy~"

"So, are we the only ones left to find out the real body?" Senxi and the others seemed very calm.

There was even someone who suggested, "I think it's getting late. After all this trouble, we might as well start cooking."

All Sensi agreed.

Laos hammered his hand: "Yes, this seems to be the easiest way. The real Sensi, I will never taste his skills wrong."

Speaking of eating.

Falin, who needed a lot of food calories to maintain her physiological structure, suddenly cried out in pain from her stomach.

She looked a little embarrassed.

Malucier comforted her, "It's okay, it's okay. You need to grow up now."

Falin: ???
Just do it.

The group started to get busy.

Sensi is the chef.

Others take action.

Those whose true identities have been verified will take on the role of "inspector".

Using the supplies Jon had brought back and the frozen fish he had picked up from the ice, Sensi began to prepare today's lunch.

"The guy on the left, there's something wrong with the way you hold the knife, OUT!"

"The one on the right, you don't even cherish the food. It's obviously fake. OUT!"

"The second to last one, Sensi doesn't look around when she's cooking, OUT!"

"What can I say? Grown men, Mamba out."

"Ok?"

It was supposed to be quite thrilling to verify the authenticity, but Jon said something inexplicable that ruined the atmosphere.

Jon shrugged. "Smith."

Now let's look at Chilchak.

Because I was just an assistant, I couldn't see anything for the time being.

However, the one sitting on the box was eliminated decisively - because Chilchak had a psychological trauma about the treasure chest monster, and because of his cautious personality, he would never sit on a wooden box.

"So in the end, it's still a choice between 2 and 1 or 3?" Laos crossed his arms across his chest, looking like he had a headache.

He looked at Falin. "I remember that the shapeshifter seems to be a canine monster that uses special abilities to create illusions. If that doesn't work, I can just imitate a dog's bark to scare him and make his ability ineffective. How about that?"

"Even if it's you, Brother Laos, this is too reckless." Falin was worried.

In a blink of an eye, he looked at the meal that Senxi had prepared.

She said gently, "How about we think about it after we finish eating?"

Laos didn't refuse: "Okay, okay, let's think about it after we finish eating."

Face difficulties.

Pick up the rice bowl.

Now that things have come to this, let’s eat.

It doesn’t matter if you don’t eat it.

As soon as he ate it, the counterfeit product immediately surfaced.

No matter how similar the imitation is.

The food doesn’t lie.

The food that looked delicious tasted like dry leaves when chewed in the mouth.

Laos tackles the fake Sensi to the ground.

Selection completed.

There were only three Chilchaks left with different expressions.

"Then let's tell you some secrets that only Chilchak knows." Jon suggested while holding the bowl of rice.

The Chilchaks had a huge headache.

Finally, the one in the middle said helplessly: "I am married and have a wife and three daughters."

Everyone: "Huh?"

……

……

At the same time, on the underground floor of the maze.

"Although I've known about the appearance of the 'Crazy Magician' for a long time, there are really a lot of people here." Kabul glanced around.

Good guy.

Crowded and pressed.

Everywhere you look, there are adventurers; even the corners are packed with them.

"It's no wonder. After all, according to rumors, whoever can defeat the magician can control the entire maze and become its new master. With the opportunity in front of us, everyone should give it a try." Human mage Lin said lightly.

To be honest, she didn't really like this kind of atmosphere.

And this impatient mood.

It reached its peak after seeing that group of arrogant elves coming in.

"Canary..." Kabul's face looked a little ugly.

Because of life experience.

He is no stranger to the Canary Squad.

After all, his adoptive mother was an elf who retired from the Canary Squad.

"Has the situation on the island become so serious?" Kabul muttered to himself.

Perhaps his gaze was too obvious.

A short-haired elf suddenly turned around.

Kabul was startled and quickly put on his well-honed kind smile.

The elf said nothing and walked away silently.

Cabre breathed a sigh of relief and said to his companions: "To be honest, the situation is more complicated than I thought. If you can trust me, give up this adventure."

"But the Lord of the Labyrinth..."

Kabul: "Don't worry about the Lord of the Labyrinth. No matter how attractive the gold and silver treasures are, you still need a life to spend them."

Just talking.

The ground shook violently.

Then there were a lot of shouting.

Faintly, you can hear words like "mushroom" and "run".

"Is it too late?" Kabul muttered to himself.

But I saw it in the distance.

Many panicked adventurers came running.

Following behind them were all kinds of strange-shaped and colorful mushroom monsters.

Like a wave.

Like a tsunami.

With an unstoppable momentum, you step on me and I step on you, and we keep sweeping forward.

And further behind.

A magician can be vaguely seen holding a magic book, but his face cannot be seen clearly.

He was staring at all the adventurers with his scarlet eyes.

"Thieves, thieves, robbers, all of you, die!"

"What's going on with these mushrooms? This is so unfair!" Kabul felt his palms holding the hilt of the sword were sweating slightly.

Originally, the mushroom monster was one of the weakest monsters in the underground layer. Not to mention the warriors with strong bodies, even a magician like Lin could easily defeat it by swinging his staff with all his strength.

But now.

Kabul knew, even if it was a mushroom.

When he gets crazy, he can kill people!

After slashing down a few mushroom monsters that rushed forward, Kabul looked around. The mushrooms were still densely packed, with no end in sight.

"How can there be so many?" He began to think of retiring and called on his companions to retreat quickly.

At this moment, several figures flashed by, and he saw the Canary Squad, whom he had met once before, out of the corner of his eye.

Those elves turned back at some point, all with stern faces, as if they didn't take the crisis seriously at all.

The leader was an elf youth with sunken eye sockets, dry lips and one eye closed. He looked like a sickly person, but his skills were extremely powerful.

With three punches and two kicks, he kicked a giant mushroom monster away, then he grabbed with his five fingers, and groups of mushroom monsters seemed to be cut in half, falling to the ground with screams.

"So strong..." Kabul's heart was moved.

As expected of a race that once possessed a great deal of forbidden knowledge, this level of strength can even be said to be quite unfair.