Quick Wear: The Scheming Female Supporting Role is Beautiful and Seductive

The witch's head was swollen and painful from the overwhelming impact of all the information.

The most important scale on her body was lost, but she could grow a second one if given a chance.

What a pity, it’s been a thousand years.

Not only did she not grow, her abilities were gradually declining.

In the end, even the fish tail that the mermaids were so proud of disappeared.

She had been staying in the place where generations of witches lived for a long time.

She had been a witch the longest.

Of course it's all Brand's fault.

If he hadn't stolen her scales, she wouldn't have to stay here and maintain her abilities and lifespan.

"Brand, it's you, you deserve to die!"

"Each each other."

The witch's eyes were red with hatred, and she didn't think she had done anything wrong a thousand years ago.

All I know is that Hu Lande took something he shouldn't have taken, and now he dares to come here.

"So you were the one who caused all the noise outside?"

"So you knew that. I thought the witch was just a decoration."

Brand's words pierced the witch's heart.

I just felt more pain there.

If it weren't for him, would I be hiding here?

"Brand, today, I will take revenge."

"You'd better give it back to me."

The witch was screaming angrily, with her hair flying, looking like a terrifying monster.

"Just you?"

Brand remained calm.

A simple sentence made the witch unable to bear it any longer, and she rushed forward directly, with her moves in a mess, without any reason or arrangement.

He wanted Brand to stay alive just out of anger.

Brand was very excited to see his former enemy become what he is today.

His eyes flashed with cold light, shining brightly at this moment.

The scarlet eyes are like rubies.

Beautiful and eye-catching.

Facing the witch's attack, Brand raised his hand lightly.

"No more time wasted."

"I've finished appreciating your pain..."

After failing to defeat Brand several times and not gaining any advantage, the witch became even more crazy.

The vigilance in my heart had long been submerged by anger.

The witch suddenly felt an unbearable pain in her body and her eyes widened.

Immediately retreat to a certain distance.

Unfortunately, it's still a step too late.

There was a big hole in the witch's chest, and blood was still oozing out, mixing with the sea and drifting away.

The same pain as a thousand years ago immediately made the witch sober up for a moment.

"I want you to die!!!"

The house behind her was shaking, and soon the ocean floor beneath her feet was shaking as well.

The surrounding sea water did the same, gradually forming a whirlpool.

After all, this is the land of witches of all generations, and the reason she can stay here is because there are some powerful things here.

Brand watched this quietly.

He doesn't seem to take it to heart at all.

The next moment, a huge force broke through the sea water and hit Brand directly.

This force has astonishing power, and the witch is determined to win.

I felt that at this moment, even if I couldn't kill Brand, I could at least beat him half to death.

She had been considering a quick resolution.

This move mixed the powers that witches of all generations had kept in their homes.

After all, she is still a witch, so she only used some of it.

Her eyes swept across the corner behind her and saw the darker beads on the shell.

His expression became a little more serious.

After a while, the witch waited for the opponent to be on the verge of death after being hit, while estimating the energy and preparing for the next move.

If other mermaids were here now, I think they would stop the witch.

Because the power accumulated there does not belong to the witch alone.

She was not kicked out of the tribe over the years, and was allowed to recuperate here.

Just considering the contributions she made in the past.

In addition, she is old and an elder, and she has made contributions to the clan in the past.

So I became more tolerant towards her.

However, if they take it without consulting the mermaids now, it would be harmful to the entire mermaid clan.

Others may not know, but the patriarch knows it very well.

Every witch will take out a part of her body's power and integrate it into it before dying.

Since its birth.

The power contained in this bead can be used at critical moments.

It’s a pity that it is used like this now.

He neither considered his companions nor cared about the development of the mermaid clan.

How could a witch consider these things?

Over the past thousand years, she has secretly used a lot of it herself.

Now he is determined to kill Brand.

Time seemed to slow down.

The power that broke through the sea water flashed a different luster in Brand's eyes.

Brand narrowed his eyes slightly, but his face still had an extremely arrogant and fearless smile.

The moment the force attacked and rushed towards the door.

The witch directly in front of her had already begun laughing in triumph.

However, in an instant, the smile completely froze on his face.

The power that came to Brand's front was like a crescent moon, and the surrounding sea water began to boil and bubble.

However, it just stopped in front of him and could not move forward even a bit.

"what happened?"

The witch muttered to herself in disbelief.

Brand curled the corners of his mouth, raised one hand, and a scepter appeared out of thin air.

The scepter that appeared in Brand's hand lightly struck the power in front of the door, and it immediately dissipated in the sea, leaving no trace.

The overwhelming force seemed to have never been there.

Seeing this scene, the witch stared with wide eyes.

She sensed it, and if she didn't know that she was not crazy, she would have doubted that she had not made any move at all, and the scene just now was just her imagination.

Unfortunately, in her peripheral vision, the power covered and preserved by the bead behind her was reminding her.

What is happening before our eyes is indeed real.

The witch was angry and a little scared at the same time.

Brand is so powerful.

That was a complete attack, but he easily defused it.

"Brand, do you think you can hide?"

In her heart, the witch would rather believe that Brand was just holding on.

So, she hardened her heart, quickened her movements, and continued to absorb the power in the beads for her own use.

As his own strength declined, even this movement became difficult.

Absorbing these powers also made her feel a little uncomfortable all over.

After all, it is difficult to manage across such a large gap, but the witch has made up her mind.

Brand must die.

She wanted to kill him herself.

As long as he dies, everything else is a small matter. These powers have been here for many years and they need to be used.

At worst, after Brand dies, she can get her scales back, or she can grow new ones when she has less worries in the future. At that time, she will naturally contribute most of her strength.

The witch thought so and felt no burden in her heart.

After absorbing a certain amount of power, he waved his hand and hit out.

Brand's red eyes flashed, and this time, he still used the scepter to resist, but compared to the last time, he flipped backwards and retreated more than ten meters.

It was as if the force just now had hurt him.

Brand hunched over with his head down, and his hand holding the scepter began to tremble. Soon, his whole body began to tremble and never stopped.

From a distance, Brand's half-long black hair slightly covered his drooping face, and also obscured his expression.

The witch couldn't see clearly.

Judging from his reactions, Brand might have been seriously injured.

The witch was delighted, this was what she wanted to see, and her whole body began to tremble with excitement.

In that case, she would let Brandes suffer a little, which could be regarded as her last act of kindness.

The witch didn't think much about it and was still immersed in happiness.

Once again, he drew upon the strength behind him.

She didn't notice that the already dim beads were becoming even more dead silent.

The attack took a while to absorb, and the witch didn't turn around to look.

After she waved again, she waited for the result with a smile on her face.

As the force quickly broke through the sea water and swept away, Brand's body trembled even more.

After crossing the point of distance between the two people, it stopped abruptly three inches away from Brand.

Just like the first time.

The witch frowned...

At this moment, Brand finally straightened up and raised his head.

Although he was still trembling, the mocking smile on his lips was too obvious...

The witch's mind froze, and the expression on her face was like a broken mirror, shattering into pieces.

So there was no injury, right?

He was trembling not because of fear, nor because of pain...

"If you don't take action, I'll be tired of laughing..."

Brand said blankly to the other person's pale face.

"Ah...Brand! You..."

The witch couldn't stand it anymore. He was actually acting in front of her. What made her even more unacceptable was that she was mistaken.

Brand then raised his scepter, gathered a bit of strength, and returned all the stagnant attacks before him.

It turned back even faster than when it came, making a sound of breaking water.

The witch was knocked away before she could come out of her previous emotion.

She fell to the ground and was unable to get up, vomiting blood continuously.

"You still want to fight back? Where do you get the strength from?"

Seeing the witch raising her hand with difficulty, Brand kindly reminded her.

The tone was full of gloating.

The witch was startled at this moment, turned her head, and when she looked at the bead, a feeling of powerlessness immediately spread throughout her body.

Only then did she understand something.

In the past two years, she neither aged nor died. She healed her body and practiced, even though her abilities did not improve but instead regressed.

But he has been lying on the ground for so long.

How can it not be enough with all this power?

Now I have absorbed so much of it irrationally that there is almost nothing left visible to the naked eye.

It was simply impossible to deliver the same powerful blow as before.

Brand didn't care about those, and it would be ridiculous to take action again.

"Why did you come out? Why didn't you die back then?"

Brand was not angry but laughed.

"Back then, you did something so ruthless and you did it right in front of me. You are the one who deserves death the most."

After he finished speaking, Brand finally seemed to have seen enough, or to be more precise, tortured enough. Without saying a word, he tore open her chest and took out her fresh heart.

The witch, who was on her last breath, was taken away by Brand.

He was seriously injured, had no heart, and no strength to warm himself up, so his whole body soon turned pale.

There is no possibility of survival.

Before leaving completely, Brand cast his eyes with interest at the bead that seemed to act as a stabilizing force.

Watching it dim, Brand crushed him with a self-destructive resolve.

Fortunately, he overestimated it a little. Even if it was touched by outsiders, without the power blessing, it would become an ordinary bead.

After that, there was no one here anymore.

After the beads shattered, the residences and territories of witches of all generations became ordinary areas and were washed away by the sea bit by bit.

The sea area gradually began to tremble.

……

"Snapped."

Suddenly, the team leader and others who were still resisting suddenly noticed a black shadow falling from the sky that was different from a crow.

The tribe leader instinctively fought back to resist, and when the object hit Sponge, she realized something was different.

a merman who was closer yelled.

"A witch...a witch."

He was old and had the good fortune to have seen it from a distance with his family.

As soon as this sharp voice came out, the patriarch felt dizzy, a dark shadow flashed before his eyes, and he couldn't breathe for a long time.

She looked carefully and there was no sound. It was indeed a witch.

She confirmed it again based on the breath and found that she was not wrong.

"How can a witch die?"

The other mermen still had time to ask questions.

Moreover, seeing the serious expression on the patriarch's face, he was immediately certain that the one who hit the sponge was the witch.

The clan leader's eyes widened, but she also wanted to ask how the witch died.

That shouldn’t be the case. She survived for another thousand years.

In the middle, she even asked her to withdraw and wanted to choose a new witch, but she failed to make her die of endurance or anger.

He died just like that today?

The chief's eyes turned, and he immediately changed into an angry look: "How dare you kill the witch elder who is highly respected by my mermaid clan? You will pay the price!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the patriarch felt the sea tremble.

At this moment, she thought of something, and the expression on her face finally became a little more real.

Are those powers gone too?

The clan leader was very upset and didn't dare to delay any longer.

She uttered a few more harsh words and wanted to leave first.

The crows flying low in the sky were still swooping down, not wanting to let go.

They haven't sucked the flesh and blood of mermaids for many years, and they are unwilling to leave the good stuff in their mouths.

Above the layers of crows, where the mermaids on the water couldn't see, Yi burst out a ball of black mist, and his tall figure disappeared, returning to his original appearance.

"Master, you are so powerful."

"Well, these are nothing to worry about. The tribe land they have built will be severely damaged, so they will focus on moving for the time being."

"If you want to stay and continue, you can stay. I will go back first."

This area was shrouded in black fog, and it seemed like it was still night, but in fact, most of the day had already passed.

Brand said this in a heavy voice. Fighting against those forces had some impact on him. Although it was not fatal, his body was shaken and he needed to go back and rest.

Of course, he was so eager to see Shen Zhaowan as soon as possible.

"Master, I will go back with you."

Yi did not hesitate at all. The biggest enemy here had been dealt with, so there was no need to be afraid of the remaining ones.

Next, let alone occupying the human continent immediately, the internal strife is expected to continue for a long time.

She screamed a few times, and the crows below flew even faster.

Some just want to eat a few more bites and follow their owners back, while others bite more aggressively.

"The witch's heart is for you." Brand threw something in front of Yi.

Yi's eyes were red, she felt that this was a great tonic. Although it seemed to have not much power, it was a mermaid's heart after all.

"Thank you, master." It shouted like a dog, flapping its wings back and forth.

"Well, go back."