I take the witch with me to conquer the world

"Dang!" After blocking Augustlet's attack, Fang Sheng looked a little solemn, and then quickly jumped back to avoid the opponent's pursuit.

The current situation was not quite right. Augustlet, who should not have been able to feel herself in the darkness, now seemed to have turned on her self-aiming, and all the knives were slashing at herself. And from the initial unfamiliarity to gradually becoming more proficient, this situation has never happened before!

There can be no problem with Lewan's darkness, and even if there is a problem, she will tell herself. Fang Sheng thought quickly and quickly dodged the opponent's attack. He looked around, trying to find out why the other party had activated self-aim. If you can't solve this problem, you will be dragged into her rhythm when the other party becomes proficient.

Smelling the foul smell of blood in the air, Fang Sheng's eyes lit up, and he thought he might know the reason.

The next moment, he disappeared from the spot and said in Chinese: "Lewan! Can you get rid of the blood and blood mist in the field? If it doesn't work, you can change the fighting location for me!"

Augustette opposite naturally heard this series of words, but she was a little confused. Although he is a witch, he is still a knowledgeable person after living for so long. But this knight's words were different from the elves, goblins, dwarves, orcs... and even dragon languages ​​in his impression!

This weird pronunciation... doesn't sound like demonic language. Could it be some kind of secret technique that I don't know about? Augustlet closed her eyes and relied on the perception brought by the blood to quietly look at Fang Sheng not far away without taking the initiative to attack. As the saying goes, the unknown is scary. When facing the other party chanting unknown magic spells, it is best to be cautious.

Damn it, if it weren't for that magic that aggravated the fatigue in his soul, he couldn't act rashly now, otherwise he would have died. Augustette was a little indignant.

The knight's sword not only made him suddenly tired, but also made his corroded and rotten brain slowly spin around, recalling some knowledge about his abilities. But this bit of knowledge only allows her to sense others through the blood mist and her own blood. It has no other use, which can be said to be terrible.

On Fang Sheng's side, after getting a satisfactory answer, he held a sharp sword in his hand, quickly flashed his body, and came to Augustlet. He slashed hard with the sword in one hand. At the same time, the radiant weapon above the barrier also revealed its sharp claws, roaring and launched an attack on Augustlet!

Subconsciously, the blood gathered in front of her, protecting her body, but the sickening brilliance did not fall. Instead, it struck all around her, and the knight's attack struck firmly on the shield formed by the blood. Just when Augustette was about to fight back, she found that the knight she was sensing had disappeared again!

Subconsciously, she was stunned for a moment, thinking that the knight was going to hit him and leave again. But I never thought that the perception in my mind was missing a piece!

wrong! She exclaimed inwardly, and quickly raised the sharp blade and swung it around, but there seemed to be nothing in the thick darkness. But the next moment, a sharp sword cut through the darkness and silently made a gash in Augustlet's body!

what happened? ! Feeling the tearing pain on the right side of her waist, she gritted her teeth and made no sound, cold sweat dripping down her face. Is this...poison? Is this knight so despicable?

In the center of the workshop, Lewan looked at the blood mist and blood that had been purified by himself, and murmured: "I didn't expect these things to be purified, but it's true that the thick blood that fills the barrier, even if it's a transcendent person, can be purified." With so much blood coming out in an instant, he will die or become disabled."

From the looks of it, it should be almost over. Lewan narrowed her beautiful eyes, then looked at Kirkena, and continued to control the dead branch monster that turned into a familiar to harass the opponent.

In the field, Solomnus looked at the situation inside through the barrier, clapped his hands and praised: "Brilliant, he quickly noticed that something was wrong with the blood, and then cooperated with the holy light, which not only restricted the opponent, but also purified the opponent's blood. Then he feinted to attack the front, and then immediately relied on the darkness of the eternal night to attack the witch from the side. With the protection of the laceration, he inflicted continuous damage to the witch.

With such skilled coordination, it is hard to imagine that this is really what the Nameless One and the witches who serve him can do. I'm afraid neither Theodore, the Knight of the Abyss, nor him have such cooperation. "

Solomonus sighed, and at the same time he was a little curious about Lewan's situation. A witch can be recognized by two supreme gods at the same time, and is also proficient in the power of light, eternal night, and magic. She also enjoys such rich gifts from the gods, but she doesn’t look like a pious radiant witch...

When the idea came to him, Solomnus looked up to the sky, but immediately lowered his head. He laughed dumbly, laughing at his own overestimation. He was just a weak businessman selling things that existed in civilization. Instead of being curious about the things of those majestic gods, it was better to be a good person.

What's more, authority is not a good thing for oneself. Solomonus repeated again, suppressing his heart.

Inside the barrier, Fang Sheng sniffed the fresh air, and at the same time, the dissipated power of light began to gather, gradually gathering over the barrier.

It's time to end. Fang Sheng thought in his heart, then stepped forward, and in an instant he was behind Augustlet, waving his sword.

Since the fight with Augustlet, he can clearly feel that the opponent is much weaker, and the sword swing just now is also a lot more difficult. Coupled with the weakening of the workshop and the support of Lewan, it only takes an hour or two. , he can deal with this sickly tigress by himself.

"Cang!" The blades intersected, resounding through the barrier. Feeling the force above, Fang Sheng's mouth curved, much weaker than before. As expected, I guessed right. Now that I think about it, I'm afraid that Augustlet, who was suppressed by me in the beginning, was only at the sixth or seventh level. If she had the rumored strength, I would have died long ago.

I am really lucky. Fang Sheng once again lamented his good luck, took a few steps back, and took out two bottles of magic potion without hesitation, preparing to use another shot to weaken the opponent.

He is not the kind of person who still has a playful attitude when the other party is already in trouble. After taking the magic potion, the familiar feeling emerged again. The red magic power came out of the sword in an instant, turning into a huge red light cannon and blasting towards Augustlet.

Naturally, the witch couldn't sit still and wait for death. She tried her best to block this magic, otherwise she might become a piece of meat on the chopping board.