Witch Forest Friends Club

"Miss Poisonous Capsicum." Daniel refused coldly, "Guests also have etiquette to follow."

"Don't mind, 'Black Fox', neglecting a lady is not what a gentleman should do. If it wasn't too late to prepare, I would rather entertain Miss 'Poisonous Capitol' for dinner."

The portrait projected in front of Anjaye immediately changed, and the angle of the camera on the opposite side was changing synchronously - the black fox also moved with the camera, and walked to the other end of the dining table, waiting for a man in a fancy dress.

The soft and bright candlelight could not dispel the shadow covering the man's silhouette.

He is in the mixed intersection of light and shadow, his face is as confusing as the intertwined appearance of the light city and the dark city of Shuangcheng Harbor.It can only be seen that it is tall and strong, with a graceful demeanor that surpasses ordinary jackals. Compared with him, the sand catfish is a completely impetuous and ridiculous clown.

"Miss Poisonous Capsicum, let's have a chat."

"Of course." An Jiaye nodded in agreement—this man spoke with weight, obviously more like the leader of an evil organization.

The role she will take on next, maybe this negotiation should be regarded as an interview meeting directly hired by the boss of the dark organization?

"Do you believe in aesthetics?"

The man is using the knife and fork gracefully, cutting the staple meat on the dinner plate, his movements are as skillful and delicate as a knight using a sword to exercise, and his every move shows a calm demeanor.

The dark red gravy overflowed from the fat incision with the stroke of the knife and fork—the man wore a white and elegant napkin around his neck, and his face was covered by a strange fly-like compound eye mask, revealing only his white teeth. Stuffing the bloody piece of meat into his mouth, he chewed it heartily, like an elegant monster, perfectly combining the instinct of eating with the pleasure of tasting delicious food.

"Aesthetics?" Anjaye asked curiously, "What kind of aesthetics do you mean? I am afraid that every transcendent who desires to be close to the origin will have a unique aesthetics of seeking truth to interpret their resonance with the source."

"As expected of the caster's point of view. But in my opinion, the ability to be above the human body can only be called beauty if it is purified through persistent polishing and wind and waves."

"Then what are you pursuing in the way of aesthetics?" An Jiaye responded with an attitude of pretending to be interested.

The man drank the red wine in his glass and sighed.

"It's a pity that on the sandy beaches of the world, people who can truly appreciate my aesthetics are as scarce as the pearls conceived in the devil's shell. There are too many weak and incompetent ordinary people, just like the piles of smelly and rotten fish and shells on the port—— They complain about poverty and misery, but they just settle down in the sewer, which pollutes my pursuit of pure beauty."

While eating and feasting, men become very talkative.

"You should have witnessed the current situation of 'An Rand'. Looking at the residents living in this sewer, most of them are no different from ditch rats who only fill their stomachs with garbage all day long."

"They are weak and incompetent and refuse to change, but we must live with them—what should we use as a shield and arm to resist this impotent pollution? Avoid pity for them, which drags down and blinds us to become strong Ideal?"

"Of course it is aesthetics! If the beauty of pursuing sublimation is lost, the world will be in chaos, and a well-ordered order will never be established."

Anjaye was tired of listening to the lunatic's long speeches, she just wanted to stuff the man with mushroom mouth balls.

I thought it was a good idea, but it turned out to be a social Darwinist who preyed on the weak and the strong. However, compared with the demon believers who generally pursue chaos, this guy's behavior style is traceable.

After the man finished eating a dish of meat, he ordered the waiter to continue serving the dishes without being satisfied—Anjaye moved his eyes to the plate with the silver cover open, and frowned suddenly.

"Sir, what are you eating?"

The steak he was finely cutting with the knife and fork in his hand was not normal meat—the girl saw a sharp finger.

"Oh?" Mr. Shady just took it for granted, "Charcoal grilled siren bird wings, I bought a few siren cubs from the northern city-state. I originally wanted to watch them as birds, but they were not very obedient, and they always sang out of tune. It's against my aesthetics, so I have to add it to this month's menu."

"Eating sub-humans? Your appetite is really unique." An Jiaye suddenly remembered the remains of the classmates eaten by Kardashian, and said with disgust and contempt.

"Yes, the taste is very good. Their wings and webbed claws are very delicious, but they need to remove the fishy and salty taste, which requires high cooking skills. It has a unique flavor, and the last chef’s meat was cooked very well, which is also a kind of beauty that people appreciate.”

"Have you eaten many slaves?" Anjaye's cold tone concealed murderous intent.

This well-mannered ogre, with the air of a gourmand, talks about his gluttonous experiences.

"The first time I ate creatures close to human beings was more than ten years ago. On the way to escape from a certain battle, I ate halfling slaves to satisfy my hunger. You can't imagine the beauty of being filled with such a dry and empty life under extreme hunger. Feeling, I feel the heat of life flowing in the body, rejuvenating people, and only then did I realize that cannibalism is also a kind of sublimated beauty."

"Most creatures eat each other out of instinct and have no sense of beauty, but I cannibalize in pursuit of a spiritual realm that climbs to a higher level, which can distinguish me from weak and incompetent people."

"Like the Cole fin fish fillets I often enjoy, the raw materials are worth the price of a Kindurt on the black market, while the canned fish stored at home by the commoners is filled with the cheapest fish bones and minced meat, only You can buy it for a few coppers."

He put down the knife and fork, as if he had just finished a noble ceremony, with a mad and devout smile, stared at Anjaye seriously, and took off the fly-eye mask on his face.

Suddenly there was no wind flickering candlelight, illuminating that handsome face.

"If you had to choose, Miss Poisonous Capsicum, which would you eat?"

Facing the exposed face of the ogre, the girl was not surprised.

"Mayor Fernando, I didn't expect you to show me your true colors."

"Of course, this is the minimum respect for the ambassadors of the school." The mayor put his hands on the table, "I only show my sincerity to friends who conform to the aesthetics of sublimation."

"It's an honor to be recognized by you." Anjaye asked calmly, "Are you the head of the 'Apocalypse', Ouroboros?"

"Haha, you guessed very boldly. Unfortunately, I am not——I was only invited to bring the blessing of 'revelation' to this city as an ally."

An Jiaye nodded to express his understanding—it was a soul-sucking banshee and an ogre demon at the same time, and the level of filth in An Rand's underground was too much to be cleaned up.

"You claim to betray the 'School Palace', can you tell me the reason?" After a long chat, Mayor Fernando began the formal negotiation, "Generally speaking, the knowledge of spellcasters comes from the education they have received Guidance, did you not feel Stella's guidance in the academy, and instead seek another kind of sublimation?"

"You know witches very well." An Jiaye said with a gloomy expression on his face, "I have the ambition to change the stars and change the moon, but I am not recognized by the witches who learn from the palace and eat the ancients. For a true genius, he is not bound by tradition and pursues Isn’t it a natural way to change the flow of the world in a more powerful way?”

"I quite agree with your point of view," the mayor clapped his hands, and said eloquently, "Just like the antiquated old men of the Fire Guardian Society, the immoral brand is indeed an obstacle to the pursuit of sublimation."

"I know an adult. He is strong and wise. He never restricts the ordinary vision, but stops at the study of the truth. He is willing to share the truth he comes into contact with with more people with lofty ideals. It is really admirable,"

Mayor Fernando said longingly.

"The study you saw outside just now, as well as this laboratory, are all his private areas. The 'Apocalypse' potion is also coming from him."

Although he was skeptical about the mayor's words, Anjaye corrected his impression of the mastermind behind the scenes after weighing the judgment in his heart - it seems that the clues detected in the secret room must be related to the "Uroboros" In order to understand what kind of enemy they have to face, they must be deeply integrated with human existence.

"In the pursuit of the beauty of sublimation, we also have a common language, he can find the wonderful truth, and I am good at packaging the truth, just like a gourmet, after processing and cooking the ingredients, sell them to people who are eager to taste, so that more Many people have tasted the beauty of sublimation."

"What is packaging?" The gentleman's dignified appearance has completely exposed his inhuman madness, "Look at the food on these dinner plates, leaving them alone will attract many insects, flies and ants are worthless, even if If you kill it, it will also pollute the food."

"But—" the mayor took out a piece of polished crystal from his arms, and put it under the candlelight to appreciate——Anjaye clearly recognized that it was amber, and the worm inside it was sealed by the long shadow of history, or A blood fly that was huge and slender in the candlelight.

"Their ancestors are trapped in amber, but they have eternal mystery and preciousness."

"What does this teach us?"

Anjaye held up his patience and pretended to be listening attentively, waiting for the madman to continue his one-man show.

"There are many low-level and boring things in this world. Even if you leave them alone, they will pollute your ears and eyes, but it is our duty to lead them to a higher realm through the opportunity of 'sublimation'."

"This is the implementation of the sublimation aesthetics that I advocate."

"If you don't pursue sublimation, but are bound by the difficulties and weaknesses of the past, you can only become a victim of hierarchy and the jungle."

"Miss Poisonous Capitol, you are the witch of the academy, and I am the master of Shuangcheng Harbor. Let's forge ahead on the road of pursuit of sublimation together."

The girl who was named by the mayor felt a headache.After acting with these lunatics for a long time, she felt more and more the value of her normal mind. Mayor Fernando's mental pollution was really something she had never seen in a girl's life.

If Miss Fanna's hometown is completely occupied by such people, she is really sympathetic.

"I heard that people who drink the 'Apocalypse' will see the unknown 'god appearance' in their dreams." An Jiaye could only change the subject and asked, "Is that the source of your sublimation power?"

Anjaye thought of the stone statue that summoned the phantom of the soul-sucking banshee.

"As long as I can introduce the Lord of Dreamland to me, I can help you with things."

"Very good." The mayor welcomed with open arms, "Come on, Miss Amanita, show us your artistic talent."

"The test bench next to you shows the mystery of the power of 'Apocalypse'."

Anjaye got up slowly from the sofa, hugged Mirsa under the crawling of the mushroom appendages, and floated to the experimental table where various surgical instruments and alchemy vessels were placed, carefully observing the operation room owner. Among the most suspicious items were an old leather notebook and a small metal medicine chest.

"In that spell sealing box, there are fresh raw materials sent from the 'Cave of Blessing'. Can you use it to concoct a stunning masterpiece?"

Anjaye stretched out a slender and flexible mushroom tentacles, and carefully flipped through the notes, which seemed to be a copy, and then she handed them over to Melsa's shadow servants for storage.

"not bad."

The girl turned to observe the exquisitely styled retorts and reagent tubes, as well as the ecological worm box with blood flies and blood fly mushrooms.

The owner of the operating room should have done a lot of experiments here.

"It must have taken a lot of effort for you to establish a workshop to produce 'Apocalypse' in the Bloodfly Pit."

She manipulated three mushroom appendages at the same time, and opened the medicine box with the seal rune lock installed from the outside. With a burst of cold air, what appeared in the girl's eyes was a ball packed in a glass bottle, frozen by frost. pale blue flesh.

Black deformed blood vessels and mottled scales are coiled on the skin of the fleshy block, like the heart fragments of some strange creature, which are pulsating subtly and disgustingly.

The dim light in Anjiaye's pupils changed, and she tried to peek into its internal structure with magic eyes—but the flesh and blood of this unknown creature could shield her from detection.

"Xiao An, don't touch Meow." The black and white Rubik's Cube in Meowersa's right eye was also spinning and disintegrating. She stretched her neck and whispered to her friend's ear, "This thing is very evil."

"I know." An Jiaye also strengthened his vigilance.

"I'm afraid the secret of the power of the 'Apocalypse' potion lies in this piece of flesh and blood." On the surface, the girl revealed an expression of interest, and asked loudly, "Mayor Fernando, which extraordinary creature did you get it from? The native god ? Alchemy life? Or a demon?"

"It allows the will of ordinary people to establish a connection with a great existence." The mayor just opened his eyes and smiled nervously with satisfaction. "It is a precious item not for sale, and it is only given to those chosen by our aesthetics."

"I'm ready." Anjaye replied coldly, "I still need experimental consumables, which can perfectly withstand the erosion of 'Apocalypse', just like what you did to Mountbatten."

"Don't you try it yourself?" Heihu's tone revealed a bit of meanness.

The mayor also said intoxicatedly.

"Yes, if you taste it as a delicacy, you can get a wonderful experience far beyond imagination."

"Don't try to perfuse me." Anjaye said indifferently, "The so-called 'Apocalypse' is just a little bit of power residue - what I want to touch is the truly supreme power of sublimation - the master behind you, the one who bestowed the contract qualifications."

"I'm sorry, I underestimated your determination to aspire to sublimation." The mayor clapped his hands and praised, "But please also experience the charm of 'Apocalypse'."

"The experimental animals have been prepared a long time ago, please open the cage next to you."

The girl turned her head and walked towards the cage in the corner. She poked out the mushroom appendage again, and gently lifted the canvas covering the cage.

The so-called "experimental animals" were five young children, apart from humans and halflings, they also included the Cole scale fins that the girl was familiar with.

Each of them was lethargic and sluggish, already puppets who had lost their self-awareness.

An Jiaye turned his head and showed a cold smile to the mayor, his dark eyes, which were originally calm, seemed to be swept by a storm.

"These few qualities are not very good, is there more?"

The black fox responded with a sullen face.

"Temporarily out of stock, it is not easy to collect the latest offerings."

He followed with a sinister smile.

"Unless Miss Poisonous Capsicum is willing to help us and capture all the juniors from your academy."

"I fell in a tavern in the city and saw a little girl." Anjaye casually inspected the children in the cage again, "It's a very good seed."

"If there is, it may have been captured by my subordinates for 'blessing'." The black fox and Mayor Fernando looked at each other indifferently.

An Jiaye suppressed the murderous rippling in his heart, and began to open the iron cage - these children's lives, which were like sprouts and full of hope, should not be lost in the hands of these villains.

"Miss Poisonous Capitol." Mayor Fernando gently rubbed the remaining flesh and blood on the knife and fork, and urged in a low voice, "Hurry up, I can't wait to try another appetizer."

"As I said, the quality of these experimental subjects is not high." An Jiaye refused coldly, "I need to choose better experimental subjects."

The excitement on Mayor Fernando's face gradually faded, he dropped his knife and fork and sighed with his head down.

"Miss, you have to understand one thing—bread is bread. When you are hungry, do you care which bakery the servant brought you from?"

This hateful scum, like Elsa, is a chaotic person, but his dirty and twisted aesthetic desire is far above Elsa's chaos.

An Jiaye sneered secretly, and turned to stare at the frozen and deformed blue flesh.

"I treat it my way, okay?"

"Please, whether you slice it or extract its juice, it will not damage its essence."

"I see." An Jiaye manipulated the mushroom appendage, and gently carried a sleeping child out of the cage and put it on the sofa.

"We really are not the same people." An Jiaye began to announce the end of this lame show that made people angry, "You only deserve to be flushed into the sewer. I feel disgusted when you are used as mushroom fertilizer."

"Unfortunately, it seems that our aesthetic orientation is still different." Mayor Fernando raised the napkin and wiped his sap-stained lips. "But this is how the world works."

"Look at where the combined force formed by our confrontation will guide the course of Shuangcheng Port."

"The negotiation has broken down, Miss Poisonous Capitol." The black fox applauded heavily, "We happen to be short of 'blessed' offerings, thank you for bringing them to our door."

On the surface of the frozen meat in the glass container, a pale eyeball popped out suddenly.

Like a revived heart revived by an electric shock, the pieces of meat suddenly started to move, and every piece of granulated blood vessel on the surface could be clearly seen as a parasite-like cluster of differentiated and deformed creeps.

As the meat bulges and disintegrates, the inner core is exposed—the dark and rough stone-carved wings are the stone statue of the winged woman!

It broke the glass container violently, and in the splash of ice and debris, it carried a stone statue projectile and shot into the gap of a cage—the strange tentacles growing and dancing wildly on the flesh, climbed onto the body of a child of the finned people The head pierced into the brain along the holes of the facial features, eroded and fused.

"Damn it." Anjaye quickly manipulated the mushroom appendages, opened other cages, and dragged the remaining children out.

The piece of flesh devoured the fresh flesh and blood, and continued to transform and proliferate—the originally bulging and pale eyeballs began to merge into the light of life, and the whole mass of flesh wrapped the child's head like a big deep-sea blue sea anemone that was molting, alienated It has the appearance of a monster beyond common sense.

It seems to crawl out of an indescribable nightmare and parasitize on the immature and pure flesh. Its greedy and terrifying form seems to drag everything into the abyss of nightmare.

On the head of the sea anemone, which was swollen and covered with tentacles and fin-shaped tissues - the cloudy and pale fish-like eye was fixed on Anjaye, as if deliberately imitating a human being, outlining a cold and distorted smile.