Chapter 27 Movements from all parties

After resolving a group of monsters that came to pursue, Percy and the other four rushed to the penultimate stop on the road to the underworld - [Lotus Nightclub] in Las Vegas. Here, there are the remains of an ancient tribe in the world - the Lotus Eater.

The lotus eater, a group of people who survived from a very ancient era, now have less than three hundred remaining people. According to legend, this tribe feeds on the Forgetful Lotus Fruit and has a powerful illusion that can make people fall into despair. If it is used with the Forgetful Lotus Fruit, even the weak gods will not pay attention to their way and completely fall.[]

This is a powerful force that is close to the clergy and is only a line from the law. Percy, who has no experience, will easily be fooled.

As expected, after politely taking a bite of the Forget-Wuyou Lotus, the four of them felt that they had almost forgotten everything except their names.

Four, oh, it should be three! Percy, Glover, and Annabeth were all in a carnival and couldn't extricate themselves, but Luke quietly disappeared from the sight of the three people after sneering. The three people who were playing very high at this moment didn't realize this situation at all.

...Day 5...

"Rick, you old thing, do you want to take over the thunder scepter?" In a wide hall like an auditorium, a bald man slapped the table and smiled very cruelly and coldly. "You are not afraid that you will not have this appetite and will end up dying?! Zeus, it's not that easy to fool..."

In the hall, there were six people, five men and one woman. Among them, the first one was an old man in his fifties who gave people a sense of being too shrewd and a bit cunning. He was Rick from the bald man's mouth and the patriarch of the Lotus Eater tribe. The other five were all leaders of several major forces in the dark world.

"The above has been turned upside down." A man with peach blossom eyes with a pale face pinched the orchid finger and gently draped the tea. It was neither too fast nor too slow. Every word was very clear, which made people feel a little uncomfortable: "Zeus had lost the thunder scepter for more than five months, nine days, and nine days left for half a year. Haha, once that time, Zeus's clergy would be weakened, and how could he tolerate it with his desire for power! Clan Rick, you are playing with fire..."

Rick was as motionless as a mountain, just listened with a smile on his face, treating himself as a passing soy sauce party.

A very ordinary young man cursed the old fox and asked, "Captain Rick, everyone knows the consequences of this matter very well. I believe that the patriarch is even more clear-headed. Zeus, who is crazy, doesn't care about the balance of this world. I have something to do. Where can the leader Rick get the confidence to resist Zeus' anger?"

It's time to say this, Rick is too unkind to be a turtle again. His two mustaches shook, his thin lips moved slightly, and he slowly said: "Everyone is forced by Zeus to come to pursue the Thunder Scepter. The losses of several tribes over the days are also very great. What are you dissatisfied with?"

Well, what does this guy mean? Do you still want to instigate us? When the few people thought of this possibility, they couldn't help but sneer secretly, and they were full of disdain. Just because you hundreds of people want to overthrow Zeus, they really don't know how to live or die!

Rick's eyes rolled around, and the reaction of the five people was put into his eyes. He smiled: "I guess that I must think that I am overestimating my abilities and seeking death?"

The bald man laughed unceremoniously: "Old guy, it turns out that you know you can't do it, hahaha..."

Rick knew very well that this bald man who looked rough and unscheming was actually a vicious and cruel character in his heart. He didn't think it was offended. He clapped his hands gently, smiled mysteriously, and said, "Today I will introduce someone to everyone here..."

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In the middle of the night, Percy suddenly said that he was a little tired and wanted to take a rest. He frivolously touched the charming beauties beside him, then walked into a luxurious suite that was enough to make Oreo cry. He fell asleep and snored in a few minutes.

"Master, that kid is already sleeping well." In the monitoring room, a man with a three-petal lotus tattooed on his forehead turned his eyes away from the screen, picked up a phone, and reported Percy's condition to someone on the other end.

"That kid is very powerful. Don't relax your vigilance. Remember to let him take a piece of Forgetful Fruit every half an hour, otherwise there will be a danger of getting out of control!" In the microphone, the voice of the general manager was low and cold.

"Yes!" The man was shocked and answered instinctively loudly. As soon as the microphone was put down, he immediately picked up another phone and whispered to a female tribe member for instructions, making her do everything possible to feed a piece of forgetfulness into Percy's mouth.

However, he did not notice that just as he was listening to the instructions of his superiors, the luxurious blanket covering Percy suddenly shook slightly, and then some parts either rose or fell quietly changed a little.

This situation is like a person who suddenly used extremely skillful means of transplanting flowers and wood to exchange for someone with a size of up to 99% similar to Percy!

At the same time, on the natural-textured wooden floor, a small grain of dust as light as willow catkins floated out of the door crack along the edge of the corner of the wall with a subtle airflow from nowhere, drifted through the corridor, and drifted to the basement of the Lotus Nightclub, and landed in a dark room like an empty utility room.

With the faint light from nowhere, a strange pattern appeared on the ground of the room.

This is a three-layer concentric circle, the outermost layer depicts a decorative pattern like a burning flame. The two circular areas in the middle are covered with intricate lines. The innermost circular area is simply drawn with two lines, which are cross-shaped, dividing the circle into four fan-shaped areas.

The slight and light dust swam around the picture for a while, and suddenly I thought about it and trembled violently as if I had made up my mind, and shot straight towards the center of the ring. The speed was like thunder and lightning. With just one flash, I reached the intersection.

Immediately, dust suddenly flashed, and a shimmering light shone, and an irregular thirty polygon-shaped ancient sign appeared.

The rusty sign turned slightly, and turned a corner to the intersection point, slowly sinking, making a "drip" sound, completely sank into it, disappearing. It is hard to imagine that a piece of slap was swallowed by that small dot.

Kakaka... Rumble... A dull sound of mechanical storm was heard, and the two rings suddenly turned rapidly, and stopped abruptly after thirty seconds. The originally messy lines in the area suddenly changed, turning into an exquisite and complex lotus picture.

After the picture was assembled, a muffled sound of the circular area in the middle suddenly sank. The two rings then sank, and in just a few seconds a hole that could hold another person appeared in the room.

The dust trembled excitedly and the lightning shot in!

After seeing off the five bald men, Rick felt relieved physically and mentally. He never felt as happy as today. He was so excited that he couldn't fall asleep. He kept tossing in bed until nearly midnight before he felt a little sleepy.

However, just as his eyelids were fighting and he was about to fall asleep, his heart suddenly jumped, and the violent contraction drove away all his sleepiness, making him palpitations!

"What's wrong?!" Covering his heart, Rick felt his heart beating as if he was about to pop out of his chest. A sense of palpitations that did not come over him, making him very at a loss.

"Something must have happened!" Rick's mouth was dry, and big beads of sweat oozed out of his skin, slid across his face, wet his nightgown, making his hands and feet cold.

Suddenly remembering something, Rick grabbed a phone call at the bedside and growled in a hurry: "Is there anything new to that boy Percy?!"

The man on the other side was frightened by Rick's tone, and after three seconds, he carefully replied: "Clan leader, that boy has not woken up and is sleeping very well..."

"Did you sleep well... that's good..." Rick knew that his subordinates dared not hide anything, and the heart that was in his throat suddenly loosened and was about to fall back into his abdomen.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration—

No! No, right, right, right!!

Rick's eyes widened and his whole body froze: Those who eat the Forgetful Fruit will not feel tired!!

It's over... Rick's whole body became soft and he almost couldn't hold the microphone. He just felt his eyes turned dark, and he was on the verge of collapse and he would go completely crazy at any time!

My Lotus Eater tribe worked hard to manage it for so many years, is it really going to be destroyed in my hands?

No! I absolutely don't allow it! Rick resisted the fatigue and weakness that surged from the depths of his soul, and pressed the microphone to his ears with his trembling right hand. On the other side, the patriarch did not say anything, and the man dared not walk away.

"Go and see what the kid is doing!" He put this sentence one by one, and Rick's last trace of strength was drained. His body suddenly became soft and he fell on the bed. The big bed that made him feel comfortable in his body and mind seemed to have become a thousand years of ice, and Rick couldn't help but tremble.

Haha... Just as Rick's eyes were dull and he didn't know what to do, waiting for the answer from the other end of the phone in a daze, a chuckle that was full of teasing sounded in his ears, like a basin of ice water, completely extinguishing the last trace of luck in his heart!

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Somewhere on the seabed in the east of the Pacific Ocean, a silver tent the size of a small hill bumped with the current. Before he knew it, he drifted to the edge of the western Pacific coast in less than a day, and the seabed on the east coast of the United States. Then he was pushed down by several waves and threw it on the beach, in a remote and dense coconut forest.

A warm and wet sea breeze blew, and the silver tent shrank rapidly like it had shrunk. It instantly shrank to the size of a fist and was caught by a man. This person was Luo Tian.

Putting away the silver tent, Luo Tian condensed his mental power into a line and shot towards the front like a radar. The surrounding terrain was instantly imprinted into his mind. After a slight comparison with the world terrain map, Luo Tian couldn't help but look shocked on his face.

The East Coast, and less than two minutes from Los Angeles (at the speed of Ronaldo)!

Isn't the address of Hollywood here... Luo Tian smiled strangely and turned into a faint stream of light and disappeared. If Oreo gave him nothing wrong with the information, the entrance to the underworld would be somewhere in Hollywood.

The underworld sounds very interesting...

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Chapter completed!