Invincible witch

A hesitant look appeared on her face, and her pale complexion changed several times from time to time, and finally sank, turning into iron gray.

At first glance, it is really scary.

"...What are your plans?" She asked hoarsely, her voice full of vigilance and lingering chill.

I froze for a moment.What can I plan?Even coming to this world was not what I wanted... All this time, I had only one plan - to take one step at a time and see one step at a time?

I suddenly felt an itchy nose, and couldn't help but reach out and touch it.

In the previous world, I used to be very sensitive to dust and so on. Whenever the dust floated over, my nose would become itchy and red. In the end, I either scratched my skin because I couldn’t help itching, or I sneezed and sneezed. Incomparable——

But after arriving in the game world, although they have played various roles successively, the demons live in the fiery lava hell, the forest elves live in the clean and vast nature, and the dark elves now also live in the cold and damp underground. , are all environments where dust is unlikely to appear; so I really never had any chance to test whether my tolerance to dust has been further improved with the change of the body.

Could it be... is there dust floating over from this mine?I thought to myself.

Although I was in charge of leading troops to occupy mines on weekdays, I had never been so troublesome and time-consuming as today.The light in the depths of the mine is extremely weak, and it is almost pitch black; if it weren't for the phosphorescence floating around like will-o'-the-wisps, I wouldn't even be able to see the undead Jezebes in front of me.Now I don't know how long I've been stuck here by her?Has it been long enough for my dust allergies to flare up again?

My nose became more and more itchy, so I had no choice but to imitate Chu Liuxiang and try to touch my nose in a chic and unobtrusive way again.

"Actually... I don't want to occupy your body either. Do you think it's convenient to walk in the world of Ashan with the face of a demon lord?! Especially when Fandan, Leilage and others defeated the king , after severely defeating Sheogh's strength... But, in all fairness, looking at the world of Ashan, no one can have this supernatural power now, let me return to my original body, and return this body to you..." I said slowly, I want to prolong some boring conversations so that I can quickly find a way to respond.

Unfortunately, I never thought that Jezebeth's soul would still be wandering in the world of Ashan, so I never thought about how I would react if I met the real Jezebeth one day.

I know that the most correct way to deal with it is to take advantage of her ability to be far inferior to mine and appear in such a hidden place, so I can get rid of her once and for all, so as to avoid future troubles forever.

It's just that I'm not a real demon lord after all, I'm just a clumsy player who cheats frequently in pursuit of passing the level without thinking too much when playing games.I can wipe out all the wild soldiers on the big map in order to level up the hero I control, but I can't attack a dead spirit that I expelled from my body in this dark mine.

After thinking about it, I can only threaten her with a more terrifying tone, let her die a little farther away and don't spoil my big business.

In order to strengthen my threatening posture, I threw out my right hand heavily, and the thorny whip hit the rock beside me with a "snap", sparking a few sparks.

"You also know that even if you are the real Jezebes, my current level is much higher than yours. It's easy to kill you! But... if you can guarantee that you will keep this secret for the rest of your life and never show up in my presence again." In front of you, I can let you live..." I tried my best to force out a trace of coldness in my tone, and said coldly.

Necromancer Jezebeth paused for a moment. The wall of fire I just erected half covered her figure in a black hooded robe. Under the cover of the raging flames, her dark figure was indistinct and indistinct. .

Then, she suddenly stretched out her bony left hand, and the sleeve of her robe slid from her dead branch-like arm to the elbow.She slowly turned the hood of her robe back up and put it on again, the deep hood edge hanging down, half covering her livid face.

Suddenly, alarm bells went off in my mind.

The undead Jezebeth chuckled, her voice was hoarse, like the sound of sandpaper mechanically polishing a stone slab, it made the hairs stand on end.

She said: "You impostor, you still have the face to threaten me?! Do you think you are powerful? So powerful that no one can make you show your true colors? Even if I can't, I think, someone can—"

Before she could finish her sentence, the right hand holding the sickle suddenly swung down violently.Before I could figure out what it meant, I felt a violent vibration on the ground under my feet, and everything around me seemed to shake.

But in the depths of this dark and deep mine, the undead Jezebes didn't seem to be afraid of the sudden earthquake, and when the rocks began to fall around the walls of the cave, her laughter became louder .

I barely wanted to maintain my standing posture, but my feet kept shaking, which made me dizzy and unstable.My eyes were dazzled, listening to the cave wall in my ears, it seemed that there was a faint rumbling sound from the depths of this ancient rock, like a muffled thunder, dangerously reminding me of the wrath of nature.

Although the gravel rained down on me and Jezebeth the undead, she didn't seem to notice it.Standing behind the wall of fire that I summoned earlier, although she was too shaky to stand up straight, she seemed very happy, leaning on the ground with the sickle in her right hand to help herself maintain her balance.

I was very upset.

Why did I usually use this long whip that can be wrapped around my waist and is very convenient to carry?As for the standard equipment that every warlock has - the staff, I find it intrusive and heavy. Holding it in your hand and then riding a monitor lizard is a very labor-intensive and skill-intensive thing.So every time I receive small cases such as coming out to fight small soldiers, sweeping mines, etc., I usually leave the staff with the reason of "the enemy level is not high and the number is small, and a long whip is enough to defeat them". in the camp.It's just that the mountains are shaking and the ground is shaking. If you have a staff in your hand and temporarily act as a crutch, how convenient is it?

The author has something to say: Update on September 3:

Nothing to say today...

The writing progress is slower than the previous day... But the good news is that Leilage is about to appear again...

The bad news is that his appearance means that the male lead will have to wait two more days to appear in the scene... :P