Chapter 609 Magical Conch
Chapter 609 Magical Conch
SpongeBob was infected with the Zombie virus without doing anything? Everyone felt a chill in their hearts, because the virus's ability to spread was more terrifying than they thought.
"Quickly check your own panels to see if there are any special conditions." Ayumu Aikawa took out extra purification agents and gave one bottle to each of the other three people. In case their group was also infected with the virus, going crazy and being difficult to suppress would be the least of their worries. They probably didn't have the same drug-resistant physique as SpongeBob SquarePants, and they would probably turn into zombies in minutes.
"No." "Mine doesn't have it either." Martin and Conan each checked the panel.
Gin also shook his head, but calmly put away the purification potion.
The potion can randomly dispel a special state, and my special state is not only hypnotized, but also a transformation. So I have to find a safe enough time to drink the potion.
On the other side, the three people were isolated. Xiaolu pulled Bai Xiaofei's clothes and said, "Uncle, what are the brothers and aunts talking about? Why can't we hear them?"
"It should be something very important, right?" Bai Xiaofei had a guess in his mind, but there was no need to tell Xiaolu, so he just corrected it on the spot: "And Xiaolu, they are all little brothers and uncles, there is no aunt among them."
After the four members of the team confirmed that they were not infected, they breathed a sigh of relief. Conan speculated: "It must be because of the actions of others that it was infected, so it said it did nothing?"
Now we enter the great detective's professional field of reasoning.
Martin continued to hold the magic conch and ask questions and pull the strings: "Did SpongeBob get infected because of someone else's behavior?"
Magic Conch: "Yes."
"Is it because of its enemies?"
Magic Conch: "No."
"That's its teammate?"
Magic Conch: "No."
Neither friend nor enemy, a neutral unit?
Conan reasoned again: "Could it be related to the ordinary people in this city?"
"Did SpongeBob get infected from a normal person?"
Magic Conch: "No."
Now Conan was also scratching his head.
"Could it be Squidward?" Aikawa Ayumu complained: "Squidward definitely doesn't consider Spongebob as a teammate."
Indeed, if it were modern times, Squidward would definitely make watermelon-head videos every day to complain about his colleagues and boss.
"Is it because of Squidward?"
Magic Conch: "No."
"That's because of Mr. Krabs?"
Magic Conch: "Yes."
"Finally found it, give credit to Bajie." Martin was almost tired of playing: "But Mr. Krabs is not SpongeBob's teammate. It's definitely not as simple as Mr. Krabs not considering SpongeBob as a teammate."
"Are Mr. Krabs and SpongeBob members of different teams?"
Magical conch: "..."
The Magic Conch stopped talking. Martin initially thought that the Magic Conch didn't understand this question, but after asking several questions in a row, the Magic Conch still didn't say a word, and the same was true when it was held in Aikawa's hand.
"Maybe it's out of battery, or has a limit on the number of uses?" Aikawa Ayumu guessed, "We just asked nine questions in total? SpongeBob dropped the magic conch, so he must have used it at least once before."
"If I had known there was a limit on the number of times, I wouldn't have wasted the opportunity to figure out why SpongeBob got infected." Martin complained, "It's a bit of a waste, but fortunately the most important question has been asked in advance - the zombie king is waiting for us ahead of this road."
"As for the magical conch, you keep it, Bajie. Return it to Little Sponge when he recovers."
Conan felt a little regretful. If this magical conch could be used to solve cases, it would be a magical tool. It would only take three questions at most to quickly complete one of the three daily choices. If he could only ask ten questions a day, he could at least solve three cases!
Then Conan was confused again: What's wrong with me? I actually want to use this thing instead of my own wisdom to solve the case?
……
Waiting for them on the road ahead is not only the Corpse King Ryuu, but also Muzan Kibutsuji.
Of course, if Muzan knew in advance that he was staying on the route that other teams of reincarnations must pass, he would definitely move without saying a word.
Unfortunately, he didn't know that he was still looking at his new Twelve Demon Moons with satisfaction.
After determining that Shinobi Ryuu was a more fully evolved demon king than himself, Muzan Kibutsuji decided to repeat what he had done before and transform humans into demons under his control, while he hid himself and gave orders, commanding the demons to find what he needed.
Although this group of demons neither found the Blue Spider Lily nor killed the Demon Slayer Corps in the past thousand years, Muzan neither had the courage to do it himself nor could he think of a better way, so he could only copy the old business model.
However, it is said that there are twelve demon moons, and the people in this city either died or escaped. In the end, only seven humans were found by Muzan. However, these humans had extraordinary physiques, and all of them could withstand Muzan's demon blood and be transformed into demons. Although only three of them could use blood demon arts, their strength was at the level of the lower strings in the past.
Muzan was too lazy to rank them. If he found a more talented demon in the future, these people would definitely be replaced.
"There are seven ghost moons now, and only six are in the waxing position. You decide among yourselves who is in the waning position."
After leaving the group of reincarnations whose strength was unknown and hiding in the building watching the seven ghosts, Muzan felt that he was able to do it again. His mentality swelled, and he wanted to watch these ghosts fighting among themselves for a title that would not belong to them sooner or later, and have fun watching the show.
The seven newborn demons kneeling in a row in front of Muzan Kibutsuji quickly understood their master's will and attached great importance to this opportunity to show their talents in front of their master.
Almost at the same time, the evil spirits used their own methods against each other.
The evil ghost who had obtained the blood ghost magic by chance used it without hesitation. The icy blades and bloody blades crossed, and another ghost grew a pair of wings under his ribs and flew up.
Evil spirits without blood magic are not without tricks they can use, as the people in this world already have some skills.
A ghost drew out his sword, and a layer of red blood light appeared on the sword. This man was the young leader of the Blood Lotus Sect, an evil cult in Yanhuang. He was still using the Blood Lotus Sect's martial arts, and this martial arts technique complemented the ghost's physique, and its power was not weaker than that of the blood ghost technique.
In fact, the above-mentioned four ghosts all came from the Blood Lotus Cult when they were human beings, and were killed by Muzan.
The other three ghosts who didn't have blood magic looked at each other and rushed towards the former young leader of the Blood Lotus Sect. After all, the one who was kicked down to the lower ranks would most likely be born among the ghosts who didn't have blood magic, so they had to unite and eliminate one first.
One of the ghosts flashed and turned into twelve in mid-air, surrounding the young leader from all directions. The other two ghosts formed seals with their hands and spit out fireballs from their mouths to support them.
When these three ghosts were humans, they were Japanese ninja soldiers and were able to use some ninjutsu.
"Don't hurt my son!" The ghost who could use the blood demon technique blood blade suddenly shouted, turned and rushed to the other side of the battlefield to block the attack for the former young leader. A half-moon blood blade destroyed all the ninja's clones. He was the former leader of the Blood Lotus Sect.
Although his strength of fighting against the majority and gaining the upper hand was particularly outstanding among the evil spirits, Muzan Kibutsuji's eyes were full of gloom. Firstly, he had shed his human body and became an evil spirit, but he still remembered the father-son relationship and did not follow Muzan's order to regard his son as an opponent; secondly, he was able to gain such strength by only giving them thin demon blood. Sure enough, he should give less demon blood to new demons in the future, otherwise he might be attacked back.
(End of this chapter)