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Just like that, Will, the Kaido Pirates and others were drinking in the cave during the day, and when they got bored, they went out for a walk.
Will is waiting for the Golden Emperor, while Kaido wants to guard the gold on the island.
If the gold obtained with great effort is left like this, then if other powerful enemies come, wouldn't it be a waste of money.
¡° Two days like this passed quickly.
It was morning, and Veer was sleeping soundly, when he suddenly felt someone calling his name.
He opened his eyes hazily and saw Baccarat nearby.
"Wil, wake up, have you forgotten what day it is today?"
Weir was a little confused and looked at Baccarat in confusion.
"What day? Your boss is coming in two days, and even if he comes, he may not be able to rescue you. Why are you so happy?"
Baccarat sighed and did not argue with Will, which was exactly the case.
"That's not the case. Have you forgotten what I told you before? The luck that helps you bless you is not permanent. It only lasts for three days. After three days, you will have two hours of very bad luck."
Baccarat¡¯s reminder reminded Will that this was really the case.
But what if you are unlucky? It's nothing more than some trivial trouble, and with his strength, he can completely bear it.
"You want to rely on strength, right? It's useless, that's the power of fate. My boss once had the same idea as you. At that time, he was too confident and almost died."
Weir was shocked. How unlucky it must be to make the Golden Emperor almost die. Although that guy's strength is not top-notch, he is not weak.
"Why haven't I heard you say that there are such sequelae before? Are you really trying to trick me, Baccarat?"
Baccarat quickly shook his head.
"No, I have told you in detail before. Seriously, how dare I lie to you."
Baccarat took two steps back, looking like he was about to run away at any moment.
"Did you really say that? When, why can't I remember clearly?"
"Hey~, when I was helping you bless your luck, don't worry about these things. The most important thing now is how to spend these two hours safely."
Weir did not pursue the case with Baccarat. After all, blessing luck helped him defeat many enemies. Everything has relative risks.
"There's about an hour left, and you're going to be in trouble. It's best to leave this cave first. It's not safe here."
Will's heart sank again.
"Is it really that dangerous? Even if the entire cave collapses, there's nothing I can do."
"No," Baccarat said urgently; "It's not your personal safety, but it will affect other people in the cave. In those two hours, wherever you go, you will be unlucky, so you still found the open space." The place you ordered is better.¡±
Doesn¡¯t this mean that during those two hours, he was a moving disaster star?
After Weir got up, he washed up and felt much refreshed.
Will put on the dragon-skin windbreaker. Normally during battle, Will would take off the dragon-skin windbreaker. He didn't want the clothes to be damaged. This windbreaker was of great commemorative value.
"I probably understand. Let's go, let's find an open place."
With that said, Will walked out.
"Should I go too?" Baccarat pointed to herself.
"What do you think? Miss Baccarat, if you are unwilling, then don't go."
Without stopping, Will continued to walk out, as if he really didn't care about Baccarat.
"No, no, I am willing. How could I not be willing? Please take me with you."
Baccarat hurriedly followed, walking behind Weir.
¡°Pika, come out with me.¡±
Hearing Weir's greeting, Pika stood up and followed Weir silently.
Soon, Weir came out of the cave and came to an open snow field.
"Is that okay? The whole island won't sink because of me."
After seeing and hearing, Ver's domineering energy turned on and he began to sense the disturbances around him. He was a little afraid of the power of fate that Baccarat said.
"It won't be that exaggerated, but it is also very risky. But with your strength, you will definitely be safe."
Weir¡¯s mouth twitched as he looked at Baccarat, who was at least a few hundred meters away from him.
"If it's really not dangerous, just give me a stand."
Baccarat sneered twice and stepped back again.
Unlike Baccarat, Pika has been standing near Weir, like a stone sculpture, giving people the impression of perseverance.
"Tsk, let me see the power of fate."
Will stood there with his eyes closed, feeling the movement around him.
ten minutes. Twenty minutes, one hour~.
An hour later, Weir's body began to feel slightly tense, and it was the so-called unlucky time.
But after ten minutes, there was nothing unusual except for the cold wind carrying the snowflakes.
There is no abnormality in the body, and there is no sense of danger coming from the surroundings. Whether it is the perception of seeing, hearing, color, domineering, or intuition, it is the same.
Just when Weir was about to ask Baccarat if he remembered the time wrongly, a strong wind suddenly blew around him.
After feeling the strong wind, Weir tensed up, preparing to face the danger that would come at any time.
But the strong wind passed quickly, and there was nothing unusual except for blowing large amounts of snow.
Will smiled bitterly. He became a little nervous because of the power of destiny mentioned by Baccarat.
Whether it is space, time, or destiny, they are all very powerful forces, so Will is very vigilant.
Weir¡¯s perception increased, but there was nothing abnormal. He just felt a wet feeling on his nose.
It was the snow blown by the strong wind that fell on his nose and melted by his body temperature.
Will didn¡¯t think much, he just wiped his nose subconsciously.
But for some reason, his nose felt a little uncomfortable today. Not only was it itchy on the outside, but it was also itchy on the inside.
Will took a few quick breaths of cold air, feeling like he wanted to sneeze.
"Ah~, ah~, ah!"
After sneezing, Will felt his nose felt a lot better.
But because of sneezing, his body leaned forward.
Something unexpected happened to him. He actually slipped and fell forward.
Will himself couldn¡¯t believe that he actually slipped on the snow. You know, it was just snow, not ice.
But it¡¯s not a big deal. With his balance, he can stabilize his body immediately.
Just when Weir was about to make a move, there was a sudden sharp pain in his chest. Because of the slip, the wound he had sustained on the battlefield burst again.
The severe pain affected Weir's next movements, and he actually jumped forward.
¡°It¡¯s nothing if you fall, it¡¯s just a little embarrassing, and it¡¯s still snow, so you won¡¯t get hurt.
As Weir rushed forward, he suddenly felt a very dangerous feeling.
In the snow in front of him, there was a bright flash, which turned out to be the tip of a broken knife. He was rushing towards the tip of the knife, and the tip of the knife was still facing his head! (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com