From Prisoner to Si Chen

Bah--

The sharp ax blade scratched across the black scales, creating bright sparks.

The cow suddenly grew a thick layer of "armor" like snake scales on its body, and it resisted Jilan's axe!

"Ignorant little guy..."

The cow sneered and bumped into it.

Jilan showed no fear and punched out.

Bang! !

As a result, the cow took a few steps backwards and almost knelt on the ground with its hind limbs staggered.

"Huh?!" Cow's dark eyes narrowed.

It is impossible for a wizard to have such a powerful body...

call out! !

The next second, an explosive kick followed!

Jilan kicked with all his strength and kicked out "Skull Melting Bone Crushing"!

Bang! !

A terrifying explosion suddenly appeared, and strong winds raised dust all around.

The scales on the cow's body cracked open, the flesh and blood cracked, and the heavy body flew out again and rolled to the ground.

Before it could scream, the blond young man took out a palm-sized silver thing from nowhere.

Bang bang bang!

Bang bang bang bang! !

Gilan walked forward slowly, approached the cow, held the alchemy revolver "Echo", and pulled the trigger one after another.

Until all twelve bullets are fired, empty the bullet chamber.

Green smoke formed circles and floated in the air.

Jilan put away the gun and stepped forward.

Don't give the enemy any time to breathe!

The cow that fell to the ground was shot twelve times, and its snake scale armor was lifted off by the terrible firepower, leaving bloody holes the size of coins.

"Uh-huh!!"

The weird cow roared angrily and struggled to stand up.

It puffed up its mouth like a bellows and blew out a fan-shaped flame several meters long.

The high temperature swept across and the heat wave hit our faces.

Weiwei finished devouring the "Sand of Evil", and after eating and drinking enough, she quickly flew to Jilan's head and reminded:

"Master! It is also a devil noble! At least a first-level viscount! It can know the 'Snake Scale Curse', 'Bloodthirsty Curse' and 'Fire Curse'!"

Hearing this, the blood-haired young man just grinned.

He retreated out of the way of the flames, loaded the bullet within a second, raised his hand and pulled the trigger again.

In this era, firearms are sharp weapons, let alone more powerful alchemical firearms...

Gilan was more than ten meters away and kept suppressing fire.

The cows were shot repeatedly, with blood splattered on their bodies, and they mooed wildly. The flames spitting out of his mouth also muted, turning into sparks and dissipating.

It was completely blindsided by this series of attacks.

Jilan stepped forward again and used the newly learned secret skill "Meteor", kicking out more than ten or twenty afterimages in succession, covering the cow's head and neck like a sky and earth.

There was a muffled crackling sound, leaving only the frustrated moo of the cow.

With a flash of light in his hand, Jilan took the 30-pound bronze cane and smashed it over.

There were heavy afterimages, falling like rain and making a pitter-patter sound.

The crazy smile on Jilan's face became more and more intense, as if such violent ravage could make him feel a different kind of happiness.

Extremely enjoyable.

Upon seeing this, Gao Xuan's superego immediately corrected the behavior of the "Crazy King" and his intention to "play slowly".

Gillan's movements changed accordingly.

The cane of justice was turned between his fingers, and in the process, it made two clicks, the head of the cane popped out, and the head of the hammer deformed.

The afterimage flashed and crashed down with a roar.

Hitting the deformed and twisted bull's head!

Bang! ! !

The green fireworks exploded!

The powerful impact directly tore the cow's head into pieces!

"howl--"

The headless cow's upper body was on fire and it fell to the ground, turning the dark courtyard into a miserable green color.

A strong devil with red blood all over its body, bat wings on its back, and spiral horns on its head flew out of the cow's body.

It seemed to have been seriously injured, its whole body was scorched black, it looked at Jilan with a ferocious face, and hissed:

"'God Pan' won't let you go..."

Ji Lan was indifferent and raised his hand to shoot.

boom! !

This shot was shot with a bullet tempered with "filthy pus", and it penetrated directly between the demon noble's eyebrows.

It was about to scream and mock, indicating that this physical method was ineffective against it. But the next second, he suddenly screamed and fell to the ground, rolling around with his head in his hands.

"Ahhhh!!"

This guy struggled and rolled, letting out a scream that even Weiwei found terrifying.

The little familiar couldn't imagine what kind of pain this devil, who was higher than himself, had to endure to behave in such a miserable way.

Soon, the devil noble stopped struggling, and with a bear's roar, it turned into a ball of flame filled with pungent sulfur gas.

When the flames dissipated, only a handful of fine black sand with shining spots of light remained.

Jilan took the initiative to end the "humanity release" and "bloodbath" states, strode forward, and reached out to touch the fine sand.

"High-level evil sand. The product left after the devil nobles were burned. It can be used as a mysterious material to participate in forging, medicine, rituals and other activities. At the same time, it is also a great tonic that other devils are keen on."

He raised his eyebrows.

Although the devil is a spiritual body and cannot be corrupted, it is still a good harvest to be able to extract such high-level mysterious materials.

Gillan took out the empty glass tube and filled it whole.

There was still about half a pipe left on the ground.

Weiwei lay on his shoulder, staring at the handful of black sand with her dark eyes, her mouth watering.

"Master..." It made a sweet coquettish voice. "Master, give it to Weiwei, please!"

"Not full yet?" Ji Lan was a little surprised.

"I feel full after eating, but Weiwei has never tasted the devil noble's 'higher evil sand'..."

The little familiar buried his head in his shoulder in grievance.

Jilan rolled his eyes secretly, sighed, and said:

"Okay, give it to you."

"Thank you, Master! Master, you are so kind!"

Weiwei's face changed quickly and she smiled.

It cheered, flew to the master's cheek, and kissed him. Then it flew to the remaining "High Evil Sand" and sucked it up.

Jilan ignored it and turned to Sasha.

He found that the girl was squatting on the ground, as if she had lost her soul, and her face was still expressionless. Even though she witnessed the cow being killed, she was indifferent.

Jilan realized that Sasha was probably bewitched by the devil and affected by some mysterious power, thus falling into this weird state.

"Sasha, where is your mother?"

Jilan asked in a deep voice.

"Killed her." Sasha said indifferently. "I stabbed her throat with a knife..."

Gilan frowned and asked again:

"What about your father, Pastor Theo?"

"Killed him too." Sasha uttered a cold voice like an emotionless puppet: "The knife cut open his stomach and stabbed his heart."

Gilan took a deep breath.

Sasha actually killed her parents with her own hands!

So according to the original story, she would most likely go to the "Witches' Meeting" alone tonight and become a witch...

"Let's go, take me to the bonfire dance, to see 'Pan'."

Gilan helped Sasha up, who showed no signs of resistance, but turned around silently and led the way in front.

At this time, Vivi, who had eaten the "Higher Evil Sand", also flew over. It seemed to be drunk, and its already pink skin became even more flushed. It lay on Gilan's shoulder in a daze, mumbling weakly:

"Master... Vivi's stomach is bloated, and her whole body is hot. I'm going to faint."

"Go back to the ring and rest."

Gilan looked calm and raised his hand.

He speculated that Weiwei should have absorbed a large amount of homogeneous energy in a short period of time, so this situation occurred.

However, this is not a bad thing for Weiwei.

It is very likely that it will gain more powerful power, and even "evolve" like the "pets" in some cultivation games that Jilan played in his previous life, and become a higher-level devil noble.

Yes, the devil becomes stronger by absorbing souls, and the "evil sand" left after the death of the same kind is the crystallization of the soul, and the effect is more significant.

"Okay, master."

Weiwei responded obediently, flapping the small wings behind her, and directly returned to the sapphire ring on Jilan's middle finger.

Jilan picked up the longbow that had just been thrown on the ground, followed Sasha out of the house, and walked all the way to the mountain forest in the north.

The night was getting darker, and the moonlight was quiet.

The two walked in the dense forest for a long time, one in front and one behind.

Finally.

Jilan saw a ball of fire from a distance, illuminating the branches of the trees, full of mystery and strange atmosphere.

As he approached, he heard bursts of cheerful singing.

The song had a melodious melody, as if it was an ancient ballad that had been passed down for hundreds of years. At the same time, it was sung by many women in a strange accent of Hiru language.

There were some laughter and curses mixed in. The curses were extremely vicious, clearly pointing to Omer, the Church of Hope, and even incompetent men.

Soon, Gilan stopped with Sasha.

He hid behind a tall tree, half of his head stuck out to secretly spy on the "Witch Meeting" not far away.

There were eight or nine naked female villagers, smeared with some kind of ointment, laughing wildly, holding hands and dancing around the campfire.

A nearly three-meter-tall, hermaphroditic, bare-chested goat-headed man was sitting on a wooden block next to the campfire. His expression was solemn, and he held a female villager in each hand.

There was another person kneeling in front of him, working hard.

Gilan suddenly turned his head.

He saw Sasha beside him, as if she had been summoned by some invisible force. She was expressionless and began to undress on her own, as if she was going to join the bonfire dance prepared for her.

"Sasha..."

"Sasha Ballard..."

"My lovely bride, come on..."

"Come into my arms..."

The goat-headed man sitting there did not speak, but suddenly a series of strange calls echoed in the forest.

The call could not distinguish between men and women, but it was very tempting.

Sasha's expression struggled and changed, as if she was resisting the temptation with her last bit of consciousness.

Jilan knew that he could not wait any longer.

Swish!

With a cold face, he raised his hand and grabbed the quiver behind him, and directly pulled out an arrow and clamped it between his fingers.

Then he drew the bow and put the arrow on it. The longbow with an estimated pulling force of 80 pounds was pulled into a full moon by Jilan, and then he let go.

Swoosh! !

The arrow shot out across the afterimage and went straight to the center of Pan's eyebrows. However, the goat-headed man had no expression on his face, and he raised his hand to grab it.

With a snap, he caught the arrow firmly in his palm.

His dark and cold eyes looked into the forest and stared at Jilan.

Jilan narrowed his eyes.

Seeing this, he knew that it would be difficult to hurt the other party with just a bow and arrow or a gun. So he made a quick decision and changed his target.

Without stopping, he quickly pulled out an arrow from his back, shot it out, and hit a witch dancing by the campfire in the middle of her eyebrows.

Huh--crash!

She didn't even have time to scream, and fell into the campfire with her head tilted.

Jilan pulled the bow twice in a second and shot two arrows.

Miso! !

Two more witches were hit by arrows in the head and fell to the ground.

"There is an enemy!!"

The screams echoed through the night sky, startling a flock of birds.