Journey to the witch world

"If I continue to kill, maybe it won't be long before I can be promoted to a third-level wizard!"

Enzo's eyes flickered, but then he shook his head.

"No, being driven by divinity to kill can give me strength, but being overly addicted to this power will only make me fall into chaos!"

"We must not become a puppet for killing!"

Enzo took a deep breath and made up his mind. He could use the power of the God of Killing, but he must not let this power erode his will.

"Fortunately, I made preparations in advance."

Enzo was a little lucky in his heart. He already knew the disadvantages of divinity before he obtained it, so he did not use it directly. Instead, he used the magical power of the Phantom Crow to create a layer of insurance.

And it was this layer of insurance that allowed Enzo to avoid the possibility of being controlled by divinity!

On the same spot, Enzo looked up and looked ahead.

He then wandered around the wasteland, using the chip's scanning function to find dark creatures to kill in order to improve his own strength.

Soon, half a month passed.

On the desolate plain, the earth is pitch black, as if it has been abandoned by the world. Looking around, there is not a trace of green, only endless darkness.

Not far away, a figure stood there.

Under his feet, corpses piled up like a mountain, and the putrid smell continued to spread, but it attracted more zombies, who gathered here one after another.

"Using the smell of blood to attract zombies is a really good idea!"

On top of the pile of corpses, the corners of Enzo's lips raised, looking at the group of corpses moving slowly towards this side in the distance, a slight smile appeared on his face.

On his body, the blood-red robe trembled.

The strong smell of blood emanated from the red robes, attracting the attention of the corpses. Out of their desire for blood, they ignored the corpses of the same kind around them.

"Shadow Realm!"

Enzo tapped the wand in his hand, and the shadows spread around like a tide. In the endless darkness, shadow soldiers appeared one after another, harvesting the lives of the walking corpses like the god of death.

As the killing continued, invisible forces gathered towards Enzo like threads, all pouring into his chest.

Feeling the power brought by the killing, Enzo slowly closed his eyes.

"No wonder there are so many people who are addicted to the power of divinity and eventually become puppets!" Enzo couldn't help but sigh again in his heart.

At this time, a special aura suddenly appeared in the wasteland.

"Huh? Did you finally attract a corpse king?"

Enzo opened his eyes, and there was a flash of light in his eyes. All the zombies around him had been cleared away by the shadow soldiers. He shook his red robe fiercely.

In an instant, the red robe glowed with red light!

Among the fallen corpses around, the thin blood was immediately extracted and turned into a stream of blood, which continued to pour into the red robe on Enzo's body.

Blood Robe, the top magical item!

The characteristic of this robe is to absorb blood to condense energy and form a defense when attacked. Although there is not much blood on the walking corpse, it is better than nothing.

"Come on!" Enzo narrowed his eyes.

Absorbing the blood from the walking corpses and charging the blood robes are all to prepare for the upcoming battle. The monster attracted by the blood in the distance should at least reach the level of the Corpse King.

Ouch! !

A low roar came from the distance, and in Enzo's field of vision, a walking corpse lying on all fours, like a beast, appeared not far away.

The alien species among the walking dead, the zombie king!

It was a corpse that was rotting all over. Its huge body lay on the ground like a scorpion. The surface of the ulcerated skin was covered with pustules. The disgusting mucus flowed out and fell to the ground with a sizzling sound.

"Roar!"

After the Corpse King appeared not far away, he was not in a hurry to attack. Beings with intelligence are always good at thinking. Those scarlet eyes were staring at Enzo in front of him.

"Chip, scan!"

Enzo ordered in his heart. After wandering in the wasteland for ten days, this corpse king should be the most powerful creature he encountered.

"Target: Alien walking zombie/Strength: 18.5/Physique: 19/Spirit: 11/Level: First-order life form/Information introduction: Alien species among the walking zombies, with basic intelligence, good at fighting with the body, whether it has magic ability is unknown .”

There is only a thin line between you and you can enter the category of second-order life forms!

The corpse king's physique is the most prominent attribute, and its strength is similar, but its mental strength is only 11, which means that the possibility of it possessing magical abilities is extremely low.

Roar! !

As if feeling Enzo's gaze, the Corpse King began to become restless, and coupled with the attraction of the breath emanating from the blood robe, it let out a low roar.

The next moment, the Corpse King roared and rushed forward.

"Yan Mie Huo Yun!"

Enzo's eyes were indifferent, he paused with the wand in his hand, and a burning meteorite fell from the sky, whizzing and hitting the ground, causing the wasteland to tremble slightly.

Boom!

Amid the ear-splitting roar, the burning meteorite smashed a deep pit into the ground. The Corpse King was pressed inside, his body bloody and bloody, emitting a pungent smell of burning carrion.

A witchcraft to easily defeat the Corpse King!

There was no surprise on Enzo's face at the sight before him.

Even though the Corpse King has a tall 19-point physique, it still looks fragile in front of Enzo before it breaks through the boundary of the second-level life form.

"It has been a month since I came to the Lost Continent, and my strength has finally recovered." Enzo murmured to himself.

One month after arriving in the Lost Continent, Enzo experienced at least eight blood moons, gradually passed the blood moon adaptation period, and fully recovered his strength.

Then, Enzo looked forward.

In the deep pit caused by the dark fire fall, a breath floated out, turning into special energy and rushing towards Enzo.

"The Crow of Killing!"

Enzo spoke softly, and a jet-black crow appeared in his palm, with only scarlet eyes, filled with the desire to kill, and opened its mouth to devour the energy gained from killing the Corpse King.

The power of killing!

As a host, Enzo can obtain the power of killing after killing, which is used as energy to support the Crow of Killing. As half a month passes, the Crow of Killing continues to absorb the power of killing. Compared with before, his eyes become Extremely scarlet.

"Absorbing the killing power of this corpse king is almost enough..." Enzo murmured.

After the Killing Crow absorbed the killing power from the Corpse King, it spread its wings in vain, letting out a bloodthirsty cry, and then its palm-sized body emitted powerful power.

Enzo's eyes flashed and the corners of his lips raised slightly.

With enough killing power, the Killing Crow evolved, and a special mark gradually formed in its body, making the entire abandoned land tremble.

…

Dark Light City, high tower.

The surface of the pitch-black tower had a faint scarlet luster, and the aura of terror spread, making everything around it retreat.

In a secret room in the tower.

There was deathly silence in the dim room. A figure in a black robe was entrenched in the center of the ground, surrounded by candles as thick as a baby's arms, swaying with pale light.

In vain, the black-robed wizard opened his eyes.

As if sensing something in his heart, he looked in one direction with his deep gaze, a strange luster turning in his eyes, vaguely revealing a hint of bloodthirst.

"Is there another stream of divinity condensed into a mark?"

The black-robed figure murmured to himself, feeling a desire to kill in his mind. He suppressed this emotion forcefully, and his body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"The power of killing is depressing..."

After a while, the expression on the black-robed wizard's face calmed down, and he whispered to himself: "The killing mark on my body has become more and more out of control. If I continue like this, I will inevitably end up like the one in the corruption swamp!" "

"what can we do about it?"

The black-robed wizard was a little troubled and sighed, "Should we continue to kill? But that approach is tantamount to drinking poison to quench thirst and fundamentally solve the problem!"

"It's so damn..."

…

Stone tomb.

Miscellaneous rocks were scattered everywhere, and a large number of skeletons were wandering around the cemetery area. In the center of the area, a large tombstone shook.

"It's the boss..."

"The boss is about to wake up?"

"what happened?"

Around them, several silver skeletons looked at each other, using the fire of souls to convey messages. The silver skeletons, who would have started fighting when they met, now seemed particularly harmonious in the cemetery area.

…

Swamp of corruption.

"Hahaha!! Kill you all, kill you all!" A crazy voice sounded in the silent swamp area, and a ragged wizard flew around on a rotten broom.

Below, the swamp was silent.

The creatures living in this area, after sensing the mad wizard's aura, hid themselves one after another. Even the vicious hags in the swamp were trembling like quails at this moment.

…

Abandoned place, in the wasteland.

The broken skeletons were scattered everywhere, and the green soul fire was floating like a ghost. In the same place, Jorah's face was pale, and his chest was heaving violently.

"Finally solved..."

A frightened expression appeared on Jorah's face. He looked at the golden skull not far ahead, which had its skull crushed, and let out a long breath.

Even in the wizarding world, there are not many people who challenge second-level creatures as first-level wizards and successfully win, and such beings are often called true geniuses.

"The power of the killing mark is indeed powerful!"

The luster in Jorah's eyes shone slightly, and he knew very well in his heart that the reason why he was able to surpass the level and kill the golden skeleton was not only due to his fearless fighting style, but also because of the power of the killing mark on his neck.

"After killing this golden skeleton, it's almost time for me to advance to the second level..." Jorah muttered to himself.

And at this moment, a familiar strange smell suddenly came from the distance!

"Another killing mark appeared?"

Jorah raised his head and looked into the distance. Relying on the killing mark on his body, he could clearly feel the divinity that also came from the God of Killing, which was transforming and condensing into the mark.

"More and more killing marks appear, which means that the time for the opening of the Killing Temple is getting closer. It seems that there is not much time left for me..." Jorah's eyes showed a solemn luster, and after taking a deep breath, Go ahead and start hunting in the wilderness.

…

"Is the killing mark finally going to form?"

Enzo raised his head and looked at the ever-changing Killing Crow in his palm, thoughts flashing in his mind.

The condensation of the killing mark represents the further sublimation of the divinity, and the Crow of Killing, which is the embodiment of the divinity of killing, will also evolve towards a higher life form.

Buzz! !

A strange sound trembled, and the aura representing the power of killing spread. The wings of the killing crow spread out, and a special symbol appeared in its black jade-like body.

Mark of killing!

"From now on, I'll call you 'Hershey'!" Enzo said softly, and the Killing Crow floating in the air flew back to his palm with vibrating wings.

"My name is Hirsch!"

The Crow of Killing speaks human language, with a slightly immature voice, like a little boy's. After condensing the mark of killing, the Crow of Killing evolves towards a higher life form, thus giving birth to basic wisdom.

"Mortal, are you my servant?"

Standing in the palm of his hand, the Crow of Killing looked forward to Enzo, his scarlet eyes showing a look of disdain, like a high-ranking god.

"servant?"

Enzo raised his eyebrows, shook his head and said, "No, I am your creator!"

"presumptuous!"

Hirsch fluttered his wings, but there was a hint of indifference in his childish voice, saying, "Humble mortal, the majesty of the gods cannot be violated, kneel down immediately, and I will forgive your sins!"

Enzo frowned, his eyes sparkling.

"A trace of wisdom from the birth of divinity also carries part of the memory of the God of Slaughter?"

The essence of the Killing Crow is the product of the fusion of divinity and the magic power of the Phantom Crow. The main reason for the birth of wisdom is the condensation of the killing mark, which makes Hirsch a real life and also awakens the hidden power of killing in the divinity. Divine memory and character.

"Kneel down, mortal!"

At this time, Hirsch spoke again and said in an irresistible tone: "I am the god in charge of killing. Everything in the world will kneel down and surrender when they hear my name. It is your supreme honor to serve me!"

Enzo's face turned cold, and magic power surged around his body.

"It seems that I need to let you know something about who is the master between the two of us..."

Enzo's tone was cold, and he raised an arm, ready to teach Hirsch a lesson, but then he changed his mind.

"It doesn't seem like I need to do it myself."

As if he thought of something, the corners of Enzo's lips raised slightly, he lowered his raised arm, and at the same time, with a thought in his mind, a ball of green light bloomed in his chest.

The next moment, the Emerald Crow flew out.

"Are you calling me? Enzo!" As soon as Sani appeared, she complained feebly, ": Sani doesn't like it here, when can we leave this continent?"

At this time, Sani suddenly noticed the Killing Crow not far away.

"What a bad smell..."

Sani looked at Hirsch and raised her wings to cover her nose in disgust.

"Presumptuous! Ugly strange bird!" Hirsch scolded him coldly.

"Ugly weird bird?"

Sani was stunned for a moment, then became furious. She fluttered her wings and rushed towards Hirsch. Emerald green light emerged from her body, turning into vines to wrap around the Killing Crow.

"What!?"

Panic flashed in Hirsch's eyes, and he struggled quickly and said sternly: "I am the god in charge of killing. If you dare to disrespect me, you will be killed and deprived of everything..."