Calamity Crown

In just a moment, it has been experienced a hundred times!

For that pig, it is really the reincarnation of a hundred generations, all hells!

Moreover, the thread of fate kept trying to pull him!

Make him admit that he is the pig!

Goethe, of course, would not admit it.

The silt of the river of time.

The shadow of fate.

It was as if layers of armor had shrouded him, making him disappear into time and fate, as if he didn't exist at all at this moment.

But both eyes can still see him.

A strange feeling pervaded the battlefield.

Everyone began to retreat further away involuntarily.

No one wants to experience the erosion of the river of time.

Even less willing to experience the teasing of fate.

Even the witch herself.

The Moth Witch is like this. She retreated for an unknown distance, and she looked at Modeus, who would be resurrected no matter how dead he died.

"Dancing tonight is like a moth breaking out of a cocoon, and like a resting heart."

The Moth Witch dances.

She wants to use her power of change to kill Mordeus completely.

But a cat's paw waved, changed the direction of this force, and passed by Modeus.

A seven or eight-year-old girl appeared on the battlefield holding a fat orange cat.

The Moth Witch was taken aback.

He looked at the little girl and the fat orange cat with some doubts.

Not bad strength.

But not enough to watch.

As soon as she raised her hand, she was ready to deal with such a troublemaker.

Every war will have accidents, and it is not surprising that spoilers appear.

But then, she suddenly shuddered.

She looked up sharply.

A young lady appeared with a sea of ​​scarlet blood.

This lady was tall and straight, with neat short hair, and she just stepped on the sea of ​​blood.

But right under her feet, in the sea of ​​blood are the wailing of billions of dead souls, including human beings, monsters, and even more inexplicable shapes, which were killed by her when she rushed here. Well intentioned stuff.

"who are you?"

"install."

The former killer, the policewoman, and now the Scarlet Queen spoke lightly, scanning her surroundings while speaking.

When she felt the unprecedented familiar atmosphere, joy appeared in her eyes.

She found it.

She had found her husband's world.

"Mom, is Dad here?"

"Well, yes."

Ann nodded.

"Are you looking for Modeus?"

The Moth Witch is purely an instinctive guess.

"Modeus?"

"What it is?"

The unintentional name made An feel offended. Coupled with the attack on her daughter before, the Scarlet Queen waved her hand without hesitation.

Suddenly, the sea of ​​blood was overwhelming.

Billions of dead souls howled.

Even the Moth Witch felt her scalp tingling at this moment.

"let me help you!"

cried the Wolf Witch, who had been by her mother's side all the time.

She launched a charge, and her figure suddenly became larger.

One moment he was short and short like six or seven years old, and the next moment he turned into a gigantic wolf with a height of a thousand meters.

His hair was dark, with a metallic luster, his eyes were like flames, and his breath was like a dragon's breath.

The Wolf Witch charged at Ann.

Roar!

Tiger howl!

A giant white tiger condensed by the light of the sword descended from the sky.

The white giant tiger's hair is fully visible, as if it is real, but the sharp breath is unbelievable, it is real.

Because, every breath will split the anchor world.

Step, step!

In the void, footsteps sounded.

The female swordsman came out of nowhere.

Behind her, on the huge world-like fortress, a small blood-colored crow quacked and croaked, and the crazy female doctor stood aside and shouted.

"Goethe! Goethe!"

Everyone's eyes twitched as they watched this scene.

How can a lunatic collide with the world with 'world'?

"Are you crazy?"

"Do you know what you are doing?"

The Witch of the Spring, the mildest of the witches, rebuked loudly.

"I'm a lunatic with a doctor's note!"

"Which doctor issued the certificate?"

"I drove it!"

"I am that doctor!"

The female doctor laughed wildly, and the main gun of the World Fortress was aimed directly at the Witch of the Spring, and the muzzle shone brightly.

That is, charging!

The Witch of the Spring's scalp felt numb.

"Mad! Mad!"

she shouted.

The mother witch looked at the crazy female doctor, and she asked softly.

"can we talk?"

"Talk? Why? Why should I talk to you?"

"Well, we can talk too."

"Ok?"

"You want to control me?"

The female doctor's language was suddenly confused, but then she became indifferent, and she stared at the mother witch.

"No, I just wanted to talk about..."

"Talk, okay, I want to talk to you too."

The Mother Witch smiled, but was interrupted before she finished speaking. It was not a female doctor, but someone from not far away——

The crystal wall of the anchor world was broken again.

A group of shining people walked out of it.

Seeing that brilliance, the Mother Witch's smile restrained, and she became serious.

"Foreign gods, you are not welcome here. Do you want to start a war when you enter like this?"

"Go to war?"

"Didn't you guys go to war long ago?"

"Who allowed you to attack my master!"

A bloody crow landed on the shoulder of the speaking woman.

It was a lady in armor with a pretty face, but her eyes were fierce.

She glared at the Mother Witch.

"It was you who kept my master away from 11 Kimmel Street, out of my world."

"This is already war!"

"Now, as the master's maid, I have the right to give you a response—"

"Everyone, the battle of gods has begun!"

Maria yelled.

The followers behind him responded one after another.

The little maid who used to cook with whimsical ideas is now wearing armor and the sharp sword in her hand carries the majesty of a god king, instantly suppressing the 'love' of the mother witch.

Majesty and kindness.

It's always the same.

Moreover, the sub-god under his command is completely restraining the mother witch with a desperate attitude.

The battlefield changes rapidly.

In an instant.

The witches who had the upper hand had no advantage at all.

The situation on the battlefield has completely fallen into a disadvantage.

The Witch of Time raised her hand to smooth out such a disadvantage, but Goethe grabbed her palm, and Goethe, who was hiding in it, appeared in front of the Witch of Time.

Straight to the face with a punch.

Snapped!

The radiance shattered.

The Witch of Time revealed her true face.

clock!

There is no mouth and nose, and it looks like a clock made entirely of exposed gears. When the second hand moves, the voice appears.

"Finally, you have shown up."