Lord of the Continent [Western Fantasy]

In the desolate and uninhabited ancient town of Yongye, the dark wind suddenly blew up, and the strange cry was suddenly far away and near, and the direction could not be discerned. It sounded like a wail, or a child's cry.

The group of women who stepped into the ancient town stopped at the gate of the Opera House. They were a group of witches who had been expelled by the Church of Light and had nowhere to go.

The team leader was a red-haired young woman, staring at the gray gate, and said in a deep voice: "In the building ahead, there are unknown dark monsters lurking."

"Are you sure, Aida?" asked a purple-haired witch in the team.

"I'm pretty sure." The team leader Aida said, "This small town that never sees the light of day once held some kind of evil taboo ceremony, so it fell into eternal darkness, and thus spawned so many monsters."

"A taboo ritual that keeps the whole town forever dark?" Another witch asked in surprise, "That must be at the level of the power of a god?"

Aida nodded heavily, and the next moment, the members of the witch group were talking about it. They have been exhausted for several months, and now they are hungry and tired, and they really don't want to participate in such cursed events.

Hearing the complaints from her companions, Aida said helplessly: "There is no way, we have to pass the opera house in front of us. We don't have much dry food with us. If we take a detour, we will die of thirst and starvation!"

"Take it as the last experience! Put it to death and survive. If we are lucky, maybe we can get unexpected surprises from here."

Witches are born with the ability to control the darkness, so the monsters in the opera house may be arranged by the gods in the dark, giving them the blessing to survive.

"Aida, although I seldom disagree with you, this concerns the lives of all the sisters. I hope you will think carefully before replying."

The purple-haired witch walked out of the group, wearing a veil on her face, and said worriedly: "Except for you, no one here can figure out whether the monsters in the opera house can be refined into voodoo dolls. We don't want to rely on your Intuition is like acting recklessly."

"I'm not sure about this." Aida said, "But I can guarantee that as long as we pass here successfully, we will be able to regain freedom, freedom in the true sense."

After she finished speaking, the dull eyes of all the witches lit up immediately, with gratified smiles on their faces.

As the team leader, the all-round genius witch Aida has an unparalleled sixth sense. Whatever she can perceive will become a reality in the near future.

"Aida," the purple-haired witch asked eagerly, "can you deduce how risky this trip is? Will any of our sisters die because of it?"

"Not for the time being." Aida shook her head and explained, "There are heavy gray fogs gathered over the town, and they are interfering with my spiritual consciousness."

"Mist?"

The witches raised their heads subconsciously. There was nothing in the dark night sky, not even the stars, so they cast spells one after another, trying to find the gray fog that Aida mentioned, but it was still in vain.

Seeing that the sisters couldn't peek into the fog, Aida was a little puzzled, so she had to comfort her first: "Don't worry, I feel that the fog doesn't mean anything bad to us. We just need to be careful in dealing with it later, and it shouldn't cause any casualties."

The purple-haired witch thought for a while, and suggested: "Why don't we let the sisters work together to do a divination to find out where these mysterious gray fogs come from and whether they are harmful?"

"Okay, I agree." Saying that, Aida took off the crystal necklace around her neck, and ordered: "The props are all inside, sisters, make some preparations, we will hold the divination ceremony immediately."

After distributing the props, Aida clapped her hands, and all the witches understood, and sat down in corresponding positions one after another, forming a circle around Aida in the center.

The witches picked up their own props and released witchcraft while chanting words.

After a while, several people took out daggers from the cloth bags they carried, knelt on the ground, divided the props in their hands, and then took out a complete heart of cattle and sheep from the storage ring, and pierced it.

Dark red blood mixed with broken hearts dripped continuously from their palms and stained the damaged props. The scene looked indescribably disgusting and terrifying, but the witches remained calm and composed. This is exactly the spell they are good at. One, has long been accustomed to.

All the props were soon stained red with blood, exuding a strong stench. Next, Aida, who was kneeling in the center, began to chant divination spells. In an instant, a dazzling red light exploded from the circle, instantly illuminating the surroundings of darkness.

The divination ceremony was successful!

The magical elements filling the air allow her to spy on the future and the past.

Aida took out a crystal ball and threw it into the air. With a clatter, the crystal ball fell to the ground, shattered into several fragments, and projected a clear picture in midair.

"God of the night, please tell me the answer." Aida said in a deep voice, "Is it dangerous for us to enter the Opera House?"

In an instant, the screen was full of green, and the answer was safety. Aida breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked, "Where does the fog above the town come from? Who is its owner?"

As soon as her words fell, the picture suddenly disappeared, and the crystal fragments on the ground were like shooting stars, shooting towards the dark night sky, and then forming a gorgeous Milky Way above their heads, shedding gentle starlight.

Countless black and white intertwined feathers appeared out of thin air, slowly rotating around the galaxy, and at the outermost periphery of the feathers, there was a heavy gray fog, which was exactly the same as the fog over the town.

"Astrology!!"

Aida was stunned, it was the patent of astrologers, as a witch, she didn't understand at all, how could it be possible to conjure the sea of ​​stars that only appeared in astrology?

And this mysterious feather... What's going on?

Aida was stunned, and the other witches were also unaware, looking at the strange scene in front of them tremblingly.

"Um……?"

In the distant Xinghe City, the angel wore a flowered apron, shunned the chefs in the manor, and was baking sweet and soft red bean cheese yoghurt waffles.

His family's god ancestor suddenly wanted to eat waffles today, and forced him to do it himself, so Hersius had to sneak into the kitchen to make this dessert for Xixiu Mi.

There was a burst of aroma from the oven, and the part-time housekeeper and chef Hersius' eyes shone red, noticing that a group of human beings who were self-defeating were investigating the origin of the fog in Yongye Ancient Town.

No creature has ever dared to spy on the mist and the masters behind them. Hersius frowned slightly, secretly wondering who is so daring to do such a rebellious thing!

The fog in the ancient town felt the angel's anger, and in an instant, there was a loud noise between the sky and the earth, and the fog surged like an endless net, quickly pressing down on the witches.

"Kill them! How dare you spy on your lord with witchcraft!"

"Grind this group of tiny women into scum!"

"I'm going to have them for dessert!"

"I'll make wine glasses out of their heads!"

The unknown beings shouted frantically, and Hersius immediately ordered with his spiritual sense: "Stop, you idiots!"

Mists: "..."

The mist was suddenly as quiet as a chicken, and it was stupidly stagnant in the air a few meters above the witch's head, neither advancing nor retreating.

"Herax, the witch hunter, is still there." The angel said indifferently, "This group of witches may be helpful to her. Pay attention to their movements and report to me all the time."

"Okay, lord Angel." The mist said in unison.

Immediately, the mist stopped coming violently, but gently caressed Aida's face, and warned her in a low voice: "Don't try to spy on the mist again, or you will end up dead and fall into hell!"

Aida was still petrified, and there were countless huge monster figures squirming in the mist, but she couldn't see the specific appearance clearly, and the other witches were also scared pale, trembling all over, and dared not move.

They all regretted it, why did they have to use divination to explore this terrifying fog! ?

If you really don't want to die, you won't die!

"Yes, yes, I'm sorry! It's our fault!" Aida apologized tremblingly, "Thank you for your forgiveness, we will never bother you again."

After finishing speaking, she immediately withdrew the divination spell, and tremblingly said to her companions: "Don't worry about the fog, we will enter the opera house immediately, and the first divination predicts that everything will be safe."

The witches were so frightened that they nodded hastily when they heard the words, then packed up the sundries on the ground, quickly left the divination site without looking back, and fled into the opera house as if flying.

Inside the opera house, Hercules was killing all directions, unaware of the vision happening outside.

She kept smashing the skeleton soldiers emerging from the floor, and at the same time found that all the skeletons were tied with transparent silk threads, controlling them to continuously attack her.

As long as the silk thread is not completely cut off, even if it becomes torn apart, these white bones can still move. The gray-white skeleton hand jumped up, trying to grab her throat, and the maggot-ridden skull showed its sharp teeth, trying to tear her apart. body of.

Obviously, these skeletons were audiences of the opera house and residents of the small town before their death. After death, they were manipulated by the monsters here and turned into killing tools.

"You guys are starting to annoy me!"

Hercules withdrew the dagger, shook out the giant spider legs behind her, kept sweeping across the crowd of skeletons, and at the same time cut off all the transparent silk threads on their bodies.

The decayed bones could not withstand the sharp blades of the sickle legs. There were constant clattering sounds in the opera house, and the skeletons were shattered into powder. Countless gray and white luminous bodies rose from the broken bones, making hoarse cries, and soon disappeared.

That is the soul that has been shackled by the liches for hundreds of years, and it is finally freed at this moment!

"You bastard! You let them all go!" An angry voice sounded from the beams, sounding like a boy, screaming, "That's the human soul I collected with great difficulty. I want you to pay for it with your life." !"

Hercules immediately shook the colored powder towards the dark place above her head, and then heard an ouch, and started to activate the toxin.

Snapped--!

A puppet fell at her feet, controlled by the power of the dream, unable to move, had to tear off a piece of soul, making it immersed in a terrifying illusion, and the rest of the spirit escaped.

"I'm waiting for you in the depths, waiting for you to come!" The puppet let out a sharp laugh, and shouted wildly: "I will take you from Grandpa Clown and make it a perfect killing machine!"

"You talk too much!"

Herax put away the spider legs, crushed the puppet lying on the ground chattering, and said casually, "I came here alone, how can I have any companions?"

As soon as the words fell, the sound of chaotic footsteps immediately sounded behind her. Hercules immediately drew out her dagger and shouted towards the door: "Who? Come out!"

"Excuse me... are you human?"

A soft female voice came, and the owner of the voice was hidden in the shadow of the door, and said softly: "I'm sorry to disturb you, we are just passing by, and we don't mean any harm."

"Since there is no malice, come out immediately!" Hercules said coldly, "Don't sneak around in the dark, it will make me think badly."

Hercules didn't believe the other party at all, this is the ancient town of Eternal Night, even the demon hunters dare not come in and out at will, let alone the other party appeared in the opera house, he was definitely not an ordinary person!

"I'm going to talk to her," Aida said to the witches. "I have a hunch that this woman can lead us out of town to a safe haven."

Just now, they witnessed the whole process of Heracles destroying the skeleton army. Aida knew that with eight spider legs and the ability to control the radiant unknown powder, it is absolutely impossible for her to be a believer in the Church of Illuminati.

The enemy of the enemy is the friend!

Although this woman's combat prowess is high and her abilities are terrifying, she is confident enough to communicate peacefully with the other party.

"You must be careful, we will support you at any time." The purple-haired witch took out a voodoo doll, stood behind Aida, and solemnly said.

Aida nodded, then turned around, and walked resolutely towards the spider woman who had the same red hair as herself not far away.