Fast time travel heroine, she is super fierce

Chapter 116 The Witch of the Fantasy Holy City 12
The traitor looked back in the darkness, even if he couldn't see clearly, Isero could still feel her contempt: "It took me 20 years to build such a staircase?"

"Am I out of my mind?"

"That's..." Yisailuo was puzzled, and followed her up the steps step by step in the dark: "This is the inside of the mountain. What is there?"

"Here." Rebel Yang paused slightly: "It's the witch's altar."

"What?" After Isero calmed down, his eyes were surprised.It's not that he hasn't heard the rumors about witches. Among them, there is a legend that witches can sacrifice the blood of living people to summon the power left by their ancestors.

"So, you should know how your friend was seriously injured." Rebel Yang said without turning his head: "There is more than one witch in this mountain now."

"What..." Isero was puzzled: "But this time is the selection contest of the Paladins, how brave are the witches..."

Hearing this, the rebel turned back again. "You learned from those people, are you getting used to using this tone?"

Isero didn't instinctively feel that something was wrong.But he still apologized: "Sorry."

Rebel Yang shook his head and didn't care about it: "Holy Knights, Holy Knights, have you selected them?"

Isero's heart sank.That's right.This selection was actually just a competition for their candidates. In such a place that they thought was safe, none of the Paladins came.

It was precisely because of this that the Paladins were unable to arrive when encountering such a large-scale attack by witches.

"Their people have restricted the area around here. Even people from the Holy See will take time to crack it." Rebel Yang said disdainfully.She stood on the highest level of the steps, her gaze extended into the boundless darkness beyond the entire wide altar.

Isero was puzzled: "Even so, the Paladins will arrive sooner or later."

"It's been a long time since such a large-scale witch attack happened. What exactly do your people...they want to do?" Isailo kept thinking and changing: "It's worth letting you...they pay Such a big price..."

"Of course it's a sacrifice." Rebel Yang turned his head around at some point, his eyes glowing in the darkness: "There is an altar, so naturally a sacrifice is needed."

"Do you know why the witch clan has only had women for generations?" Rebellious said, turning around and walking towards the center of the altar step by step.

"Hey. You." Although Yisailuo knew that Rebellion knew so much and she must be familiar with this place, he was still afraid of her getting hurt, so he hurriedly followed.

Rebel Yang said as he walked, "Because we practice spells, we will also be cursed."

"For generations, we can only conceive from the mother's body, and what is conceived must be a girl."

"And, every five years, a human blood sacrifice must be performed. It is necessary to put... the pure Yang blood of a strong man on the altar, so as to ensure that the witchcraft in our bodies will not backfire."

"Then you mean..." Isero looked in disbelief.

"That's right. Everyone." Rebel Yang smiled at him, with no apology in his eyes: "You are my family member, so, are you willing to die for me?"

After finishing speaking, her fingers became claws, and she stabbed at Isero's chest without hesitation!
In the end, Yisailuo killed him without pulling his neck. He pulled away the rebel's hand and said, "I don't believe it! You are lying to me, and you brought me here just to kill me as a priest?"

"Why not?" Rebel Yang shook his head amusedly, and raised his hands as he walked towards him, ready to come again: "The dependents will be sincere to the master for the rest of their lives. Then, who agreed that I will be sincere to you for the rest of my life?"

Seeing such a traitor walking towards him step by step, Isailo's mind was in a mess.He couldn't help but not want to die like this.What's more, I don't know if Tie Yang is lying to him.

Seeing her so calm and unhurried, it seemed that she also expected that he would not be able to escape.

As the rebel moved forward, Isero couldn't help but retreat, and soon he was about to retreat to the edge of the altar.At this moment, the figure of Rebel Yang suddenly moved forward. For some reason, the movement that seemed to want to catch him seemed to be off, and the whole person leaned towards the edge of the altar!
"Tata!" At this moment, Isero's heartbeat really stopped for a moment, and he immediately grabbed Rebel Yang's body that was about to fall!

At this moment, Rebel Yang suddenly flipped his cuffs, half of the twig in his mouth suddenly swung out, and went straight down, a hand stretched out from the edge of the altar, and at the same time grabbed her fiercely!
Seeing this scene, Isero's instinctive reaction was to hold the traitor Yang in his arms, and the two of them fell sideways into the altar at the same time!
Lure the enemy!Isero suddenly understood the moment his body turned towards the altar.For a long time, what the rebel Yang said just now was all false, in order to approach there quietly.

Over there, under the altar, there is an ambush!
He fell down holding Rebel Yang, but the twig thrown by Rebel Yang didn't follow it, but swished twice in the air, and then slammed into the outer end of the altar. !
A black mist suddenly rose outside.Rebel Yang stretched out his hand, and the little branch returned to her hand.A voice came from far away from the altar:

"Atalante! With such a small branch, you want to hurt me too?!"

"You look down on me too much!"

"What is there to look up to about a sneak attack?" Rebel Yang sneered, and pushed Isero who was next to him to stand up from the altar: "This is your courage, now I am standing on the altar, and I am hiding everywhere. You are the one who dare not come out."

"Atalante!" The figure in the darkness seemed very angry, and after listening carefully, it was a girl's voice: "You traitor! What right do you have to say about me!"

"You are the one who stays away from your own race for the sake of the individual! What right do you have to compete with me for 'Apache's Tears' at this time!"

Isero's pupils shrank, but he didn't say anything.He just stared straight at the rebel's every move.

Rebel Yang smiled: "Whoever fights for it will be counted. What's the nonsense."

After that, she pulled Isero over, and the branch in her hand quickly scratched his wrist. When Isero didn't react at all, blood continued to flow from his wrist.

The altar was immediately dyed bright red.Along with the roar of the witch from a distance.

Isailo took two steps back and covered the wound on his wrist with one hand. The bleeding was profuse and he couldn't stop it.This is the rebellious central, and he didn't hesitate when hurting him.Not at all softhearted.

After all, she was using him too.She would not tell him anything.

Isero stood there and looked at the ground. As there were more and more red lines stained by his blood, the light was shining brightly!
"Isn't that why you hurt that child outside?" Rebel Yang raised his head, his brows and eyes were all lingering: "It's a pity, before the blood you bothered to bring in takes effect, the contract has already been concluded on my side."

(End of this chapter)