Calamity Crown

Levin Islands!

According to rumors, the Levin Islands where the final path of the [Warrior] is kept!

Under the layers of ruins.

The bronze coffin shook.

Every tremor shakes the Levin Islands together.

The witches felt the shock, and the face of the witch standing in the middle shivered.

"Stop him!"

The voice is fast.

The rest of the witches are about to take action.

But, it's too late.

Bronze coffins agree with the tremors of the Levin Islands.

The dry bones inside the coffin raised their palms and pushed open the coffin lid.

Shattered armor.

Corrupted Greatsword.

Pale body.

The blazing fire of the soul.

A silent roar followed.

"I am back!"

With a declaration, it is like an oath.

Withered bones just took a step and appeared on the battlefield.

Infinite hatred boiled with the fire of the soul.

Boundless anger burned with the sound of roaring.

In the end, everything turned into killing intent.

"Modeus!"

A voice mixed with sighs appeared among the witches. This was one of the most core members. She slowly walked out of the witches, dissipating the brilliance on her face, revealing a charming face .

This face may not be the prettiest.

But it is the most attractive.

Like running water, moistening things silently.

"Can you give up?"

"Everything starts with me."

"I'm willing to trade my life for another."

The witch spoke softly.

But upon hearing such words, Modeus exploded directly.

he growled.

"Stop your tricks!"

"I won't be fooled again!"

He growled and pointed at the witch opposite.

Point out their identities one by one——

Start with the middle one, then go left and right.

"Witch of Fate, Witch of Time, Witch of Moth, Witch of Mother, Witch of Forge, Witch of Mirror, Witch of Fire, Witch of Wither, Witch of Wolf, Witch of White, Witch of Red Cup, Witch of Spider, Spring witch."

"die!"

"I want you to die!"

Roaring, Modeus rushed to the fourth 'Mother Witch'.

That is, the witch who lifted the brilliance.

And the Mother Witch was unmoved.

It seems to be waiting to die.

"Mother!"

The witches ranked seventh, ninth, tenth, eleventh, twelfth, and thirteenth all shouted loudly.

Especially the smallest ninth witch shouted again and again.

"Mother, he is no longer a father at all!"

"He who was eroded by shadows is just Modeus!"

"kill him!"

With the last exit, the witches ranked seventh, ninth, tenth, eleventh, twelfth, and thirteenth stood in front of Modeus.

The Flame Witch shines like the sun.

The White Witch froze everything around, like another country.

The Red Cup Witch raised her hand slightly, and grains of light began to separate from Modeus's skeleton.

The Spider Witch drew out her long sword and charged forward.

The Witch of the Spring and the Witch of the Wolf came to her mother and comforted her in a low voice.

Goethe watched this scene, recalling the diary of the 'Mad King' in his mind.

Obviously, the Mother Witch is the 'Mad King' favorite.

The Witch of Flame, Witch of Wolf, Witch of White, Witch of Red Cup, Witch of Spider, Witch of Spring should be the children of the 'Mad King' and the other party. Similarly, it may also be the betrayal in the mouth of the 'Mad King' By.

Just don't know which one?

still is……

All of them?

Moreover, from those few words, Goethe heard something hidden.

These 'Mad King' children seem to only recognize 'Zhao Jingjue', not 'Modeus'!

Did something happen?

Goethe guessed, but this did not prevent him from quietly giving Skiffins Steinbeck a thumbs up. He didn't know how the other party did it, but he halved the number of opponents.

It's amazing.

Skiffins Steinbeck grew paler.

He smiled at his brother.

"Witch of Dry, Witch of Mirror, Witch of Forging, there are some things I want to ask you."

Skiffins Steinbeck said so.

But the three witches ignored the heir of the Steinbeck family.

Just like what the wolf witch said, for them, Skiffins Steinbeck is vulnerable.

But even silent.

Some things still happen.

A bloody chessboard appeared at the feet of the four of them.

The brilliance on the faces of the three witches flashed, it was the anger after being humiliated.

They were subjected to such childish tricks.

But they didn't wait for them to speak.

The bloody chessboard becomes a door.

The gate of flesh and blood!

Not one!

Yes……

Three fans!

The giant flesh and blood arms stretched out from the three flesh and blood gates, dragging the three witches in.

It's pulling!

Not catch!

Can't do it at all.

The same person, this is already the limit.

And when Skiffins Steinbeck achieved this step, his left arm was completely turned into dust.

"My dear brother, I will help you hold three."

"I tried my best."

After finishing speaking, Skiffins Steinbeck rushed into the Gate of Flesh where the Mirror Witch was, together with the bloody chessboard.

Immediately, there were only three people left in front of Goethe.

The Witch of Fate.

The Witch of Time.

Moth Witch.

"Much better than expected."

Goethe smiled.

He originally thought that he would face everything alone.

Who knew that Skiffins Steinbeck was responsible for so much.

"Are you happy?"

The Witch of Fate asked.

A thread of fate came out of nowhere, trying to hang on Goethe, but this thread passed through Goethe's body and landed in the empty space.

"Ok?"

The Witch of Fate was taken aback.

She is in charge of fate, but why can't she touch Goethe's fate?

Not only can't touch it, but also can't see it.

She looked at Goethe as if she saw herself.

Not only the Witch of Fate, but also the Witch of Time.

Nor could she find Goethe in time.

This is impossible!

But it actually happened!

The Witch of Fate and the Witch of Time suddenly became serious.

Fate is stirring!

Time is out of order!

In front of Goethe's eyes, a pig that was supposed to be slaughtered became a waver of the times and successfully flew into the sky. Then, when the time changed, the pig flew back to the slaughterhouse and was divided into two parts. Different parts have undergone frying, roasting and frying.

Not once!