Lord of the Continent [Western Fantasy]

Aida walked towards Heracles, and the two stood facing each other. The witches did not dare to show their air, and they kept an eye on every move of the red-haired spider woman to prevent her from attacking suddenly.

After a while, Hercules said coldly: "Who the hell are you? Where did you come from?"

"It's a long story," Aida said, "Are you sure we want to have a long talk in this environment?"

"Let's make a long story short." Herax said indifferently.

Aida pondered for a moment, then calmly told Heracles what happened to them in a concise manner.

A year ago, the Holy Land suddenly issued an order to suppress the heretical organizations in the West Fantasy Continent. The witch group led by Aida was the first to bear the brunt and was besieged by the church, leaving them no place to stay.

The witches had to leave the base camp to escape the pursuit of the church, while trying to find a suitable place to stay.

At first, they wanted to go to the kingdom of beastmen. Beastmen had always been hostile to humans, and they were also regarded as low-level creatures by the Church of Light. In this way, witches who were also aliens might be able to live in a corner there.

However, the high priest of the orc kingdom is unwilling to accept them. After all, witches are still considered human races, how can they coexist peacefully with orcs?

Aida begged hard, and the high priest put forward harsh conditions, requiring the witches to transform themselves into orcs by transplanting animal organs, and from now on they must believe in the beast gods before they are willing to keep them.

Naturally, the witches couldn't accept it. When they thought that their slender legs might be replaced with animal feet, and their nimble hands would be cut off and replaced with clumsy claws, their hearts twitched.

This is really insane!

In desperation, Aida had no choice but to leave with her sisters, all the way to the south, traveling for several days, and finally came to the border between the orc territory and the human kingdom. Unexpectedly, as soon as she stepped into the town, she would face the challenge of crossing the supernatural opera house.

After listening to Aida's narration, Herax asked: "Why did the church encircle and suppress you? Did you do something outrageous?"

"No! I can swear to the gods!" Aida said seriously, "What we do most on weekdays is divination for common people, and we practice witchcraft in our spare time. We have never harmed any living beings."

After saying this, Aida suddenly recalled the tragic past, and couldn’t help feeling sad, sobbing: “When the Pope’s decree was promulgated, many of our sisters were taken away without reason and burned alive with holy light. We repeatedly explained, Begging, but it's no use!"

Hercules said: "In this case, why didn't you choose to resist? Instead, you escaped here?"

"Resist?" Aida smiled wryly, and said sadly, "Teach them to indiscriminately judge us as evil witches at will, but we are just a group of weak women who are only proficient in witchcraft. Teach us how to resist?"

"Many sisters in the witch group have died. We are really tired of this kind of life where we wake up every day and have to be vigilant and precarious. Instead of staying and fighting against the church, we should leave our homeland and find a new home."

"The Church of Light has already blossomed everywhere in the human kingdom..." Herax thought thoughtfully, "If you want to find a country that is not controlled by them, um... it seems difficult?"

"Yes, indeed." Aida said sadly.

"I can recommend a place," Hercules said. "If you are willing to come, I believe it can accommodate you."

"Really?" Aida asked in surprise, "Excuse me, where is it?"

With the in-depth communication between the two, the rest of the witches knew that Spider-Woman was not a threat, so when they heard what the other said, they couldn't help feeling excited, and they all came out of the shadows and surrounded them.

"Where is it?"

"Ma'am, is there really such a place?"

"You won't let us cut off our hands and feet?"

The witches asked curiously, and Herax smiled and said, "No! I promise. It is the City of Sighs not far from here, the capital of the Kingdom of Opas, and this town also belongs to the territory of Opas."

"The City of Sighs?" Aida thought for a while and asked, "Are you sure that witches are really allowed to settle there? I'm sorry, I didn't mean to question you, I just want to ensure the safety of my sisters and don't want to lose any more any of them."

Hercules casually played with the dagger in her hand, and glanced at Aida upon hearing this, a hint of cunning flashed in her bright black eyes.

"Of course, ma'am!" She said calmly, "Herax, my name is the president of the City of Sighs Demon Hunter Association. I can be sure that I can arrange your stay in this city smoothly."

The Witcher Association?

Aida thought to herself, this name sounds like an organization that specializes in hunting heretics, and the Witch Group is what the church calls heretics, if she really left with her, wouldn’t there be a tragic situation of closing the door and releasing the dogs after entering the city? ?

Hercules saw Aida's hesitation and didn't force her to do so. Anyway, it was just her effort. As for whether she was willing to go with her, that was something the other party should consider.

"You can think about it again." She said indifferently, "I came here tonight to do a mission to obtain important things. I don't know why you entered the opera house. Why don't you act together for a while?"

"I agree with your suggestion." Aida nodded and said, "We actually came here to find something."

"What?" Hercules asked casually.

"Uh..." Aida looked down at the ground, and said awkwardly, "It's the pile of puppet fragments under your feet, which can be used to make voodoo dolls, but now..."

Hercules: "..."

Hercules didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and explained: "I'm sorry, it was too noisy just now, but there should be a lot of them inside, and we can cooperate. After it's done, I only need the silk threads on their bodies."

"No problem!" Aida readily agreed.

"Happy cooperation!"

"Happy cooperation!"

Hercules and Aida high-fived, and the two sides reached a temporary cooperation agreement.

Several people came to the restaurant of the opera house, where the guests used to enjoy afternoon tea, but now it has become empty.

There are cobwebs and thick dust everywhere. There are various tea sets on the dining table, and even rotten food residues, which is enough to prove how unexpected the curse was.

Many people may only be killed in a short moment, but their souls are trapped by the liches and become involuntary killing tools.

"Everyone be careful." Aida reminded.

Pfft——!

Aida felt that she stepped on some sticky object, and immediately looked down.

Witches are born to see things in the dark. She found a giant human face embedded in the ground under her feet. What was even more frightening was that that face was actually composed of countless faces of different sizes.

The huge face was deeply depressed by her stepping on it, and she wailed immediately: "Why did you step on my face? Since you stepped on my face, come down and accompany me!"

"thorns!"

Aida recited the incantation, and a thorny black rose suddenly appeared in her hand. She poured mana into it, and the rose's thorns instantly turned into sharp blades, piercing into the mouths of all the faces.

"Grow! Bloom! Wither!"

Aida shouted, and in an instant, all the faces screamed at the same time, and then turned into black smoke and disappeared.

"Very good, ma'am!" Hercules praised her with a thumbs up.

It seems that the witches are not as vulnerable as they seem. The spell just now can be described as clean and quick, which saved her a lot of energy.

"Hehehe," a creepy voice came from above, "It seems that my diners have not entertained the distinguished guests from afar."

Everyone looked up immediately, and saw a blood-red balloon slowly descending from above, and then stopped not far from the heads of everyone.

Immediately, Herax held the dagger, kicked the ground a little, leaped beautifully into the air, and stabbed at the red balloon suddenly.

Snapped--!

The balloon exploded, and the red fragments mixed with black mist rolled loudly and spread all over the restaurant in an instant.

"Be careful!" Aida screamed, and at the same time shook off a witchcraft barrier to protect Herax and the sisters.

After a few breaths, the fog cleared, and the restaurant was silent. Everyone stared around with bated breath, nervously guarding against being attacked by the enemy.

After waiting for a long while, there was nothing abnormal, Herax breathed a sigh of relief, and mocked: "Pretending to be a ghost!" Then she turned around and left.

At this moment, that strange voice sounded again.

"When you are a spectator, I am a clown, and when you are a clown, I am also a clown..."

The voice kept repeating these meaningless words, lingering in the empty restaurant for a long time, and then drilled into everyone's ears, buzzing in everyone's minds.

Suddenly, the minds of the witches were bewitched by the voice, as if falling into a deep sleep, they stood upright in place, unable to move anymore.

Puppet art!

Hercules thought it was wrong, and hurriedly released the power of the dream, but it was too late, and her body became as stiff as a stone, and only her consciousness barely kept awake.

Seeing that the spell succeeded, the owner of the voice finally appeared. It was a puppet clown, wearing a pinstriped dress, his face was covered with oil paint, and his big blood-red mouth grinned to the ears, which was indescribably terrifying.

Holding the red balloon in his hand, the puppet clown came to the controlled crowd and said with a smirk, "Come out, children, these women have been controlled by me, look at their lively appearance, they should be able to help us Provide a better body."

As soon as the words were spoken, the dim yellow light gradually lit up, and ten benches appeared out of thin air, each with an old oil lamp on it, the burning flame flickered on and off, casting ghostly shadows all around.

A gust of wind blew, the oil lamp was extinguished, and toy dolls with different images were sitting on the chairs, which were the lich entrenched here.

One of the tattered puppets jumped off the stool, raised its crumbling arm, pointed at Heracles, and said, "Grandpa Clown, can you give her to me? I want to use it as a bodyguard."

"Don't fool Grandpa Clown!" The doll also came over and said angrily, "You just want to occupy this woman's body to make up for your crushed body just now."

The puppet was the boy who had provoked Herax before but was crushed miserably. In order to escape, it even had to give up its own soul fragments and escape into a trash doll.