"A very peculiar energy fluctuation... It contains power on a soul level."
Her instincts as a psychic made her particularly sensitive to the sheep talisman.
"Hehe, it's more than just peculiar."
Victor proudly picked up the rabbit talisman, like a child with a new toy.
"Each talisman should have a special ability. For example, this one... I guess this is how you use it?"
He tentatively focused a wisp of his consciousness on the talisman.
Hum—
The carved pattern on the rabbit talisman instantly glowed with a faint light. A strange, light energy instantly filled Victor's entire body, as if every cell had been infused with the speed of wind.
"Oh, this is really interesting!"
Victor felt this unprecedented state, his eyes shining.
From Wednesday and Enid's perspective, Victor before them only flickered extremely blurrily, so fast it was almost like an afterimage illusion.
However, the next moment, they noticed something different.
Wednesday instinctively looked down and found herself holding a steaming cup of black coffee, its rich, mellow aroma wafting upward.
Meanwhile, Enid was surprised to find a colorful rainbow milkshake in her hand.
Tiny droplets of condensation clung to the cold surface of the cup, topped with a delicate little paper umbrella.
"Wow!" Enid gasped in delight.
"Clearly—" Victor shook the rabbit talisman in his hand, its glow gradually fading, a mischievous smirk on his face.
"The agile rabbit. Being fast means you can do whatever you want."
Enid blinked, suddenly feeling something wet on her cheek.
She reached up to touch it, her fingertip coming away with a trace of moisture. She immediately realized what happened and shot a reproachful look at Victor with her azure blue eyes.
"Victor~!"
Wednesday also expressionlessly raised her hand, using her fingertip to wipe away the similar wet mark left on her own cheek by someone's super-speed "sneak attack," and coolly commented, "Childish."
"Oh my~"
A slightly teasing, elegant female voice came from the corner of the room.
"Every time I see you all together, I feel it's sickeningly sweet."
Goody Addams's spirit had appeared on an armchair at some point.
Dressed in her signature pristine white gown, she elegantly crossed her legs, looking at the three cuddling figures with a "can't bear to watch" expression.
"Tell me about it."
On Victor's shoulder, Venom poked out its dark head, its large white eyes rolling as it chimed in:
"Seriously affects my chocolate digestion."
"Oh, my goodness!"
Victor reacted like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, leaping back and shrinking behind Enid and Wednesday.
He exaggeratedly wrapped his arms around the two girls' shoulders, only peeking half his head out to warily watch Goody.
Goody rolled her eyes in the exact same way Wednesday would, with a hint of helplessness:
"Why do you always get so jumpy when you see me?"
Victor finally relaxed, stepping out from behind his girlfriends and patting his chest, saying with lingering fear:
"Goody? It's you... I thought after Crackstone died, you'd gone to heaven or hell, retired for good."
Goody's spirit let out a light chuckle, carrying a hint of self-mockery and worldly detachment:
"Unfortunately, heaven wouldn't accept a 'wicked' witch like me. As for hell?"
She paused, her tone taking on a peculiar note:
"According to some ancient Eastern records I've read, it seems hell was long ago transformed by some of their powerful deities. Nowadays, it's more like a super prison specifically for imprisoning ancient demons. In your modern terms..."
Goody spread her hands, a subtle curve at the corner of her mouth:
"A'small fry' like me, with only a few lives taken and some minor curses, probably doesn't even qualify to be locked up there. So, I can only continue wandering the mortal realm, and incidentally keep an eye on my silly descendant's romantic progress."
Wednesday drank a sip of the suddenly appeared black coffee expressionlessly, already immune to her ancestor's teasing.
Enid, however, couldn't help but giggle at the down-to-earth term "small fry."
Victor scratched his head, looked at the talismans in his hand, then at his family before him, and grinned:
"No worries, Ancestor Goody, the mortal realm welcomes you! It's already lively enough here anyway; one more spectator won't hurt!"
The atmosphere in the room once again became relaxed yet peculiar, filled with a gothic sense of familial warmth and the absurdity of supernatural daily life.
And the power of the talismans had only just revealed the tip of the iceberg.
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