Witch Forest Friends Club

"That was Ouroboros' order, and I don't know the specifics. He needs a suitable 'seed', as an incarnation carrying a certain will, and specially sent Kenny to find it."

Anjaye grasped a blind spot in relation.

"Why did the leader of 'Apocalypse' entrust an important task to a 'Magic Addict'?"

"Because 'Ouroboros' is an old acquaintance with him. Before he became addicted to magic, Kenny was indeed a spellcaster with unique vision. If you want to know the origin of the leader, you may get a clue by asking him."

"You lead the way."

An Jiaye mercilessly drove the demon to walk along the waterway to the depths of the dark room where unknown horrors lurk ahead.

The air was filled with a disgusting and disgusting stench, reminding her of the rotten salted fish she had been exposed to as a child. She soon heard the monotonous and strange crashing sounds mixed with the dull liquid flowing and washing in the waterway.

Elsa raised the iron staff and used starlight to illuminate the waterway in front of her.

The pure and cold twilight outlines the outline of a ragged man, who is banging against the stone pillar beside the waterway, and the ground near him is scattered with incomplete corpses and meat balls.

"Kenny?"

The port officer who recognized the man gritted his teeth and called out, "What happened? Did you kill my men?"

"Kenny" suddenly stopped hitting his head, and he turned his face blankly. Layers of fine and faint blue scales adhered to the swollen round face with blisters.

He moved his cloudy eyeballs stiffly, and there seemed to be countless nematode-like granulations on the eyeballs, wriggling instead of withered eyelashes.

"It turned out to be Miss 'Poisonous Capitol', you have come to find me."

"What did you do to Krapussy?" Anjaye asked the mindless scum in a cold voice.

Kenny looked down at his blood-stained hands, and said in a nervous tone.

"I gave Tristy's statue to her."

"Why did you do that?" Anjaye firmly pinched the heart bud stick with his fingers, and blossoming bright amanita mushrooms and phallus pen umbrellas quietly bloomed on the stick head.

"Ouroboros, he used to be my friend." Kenny's eyes turned white like a dead fish was full of confusion, and he spoke stiffly, "I met him in the sewer one day and was told that there was a way to cure me. The magic addiction, as long as you listen to the apocalypse from the Trissy statue, you can turn back into a spellcaster."

"After getting the statue of Tristi from him, I entered a strange and twisted dream at the bottom of the lake. There was a wonderful voice that kept telling me to find the chosen child and hand over the statue. Abandoned me, to find the sacred mission of value."

"That's why you focused on Krapussy." Anjaye took a deep breath, trying to restrain the killing intent, "Tell me, where is Krapussy."

"Crapsey, Krapsey?" Kenny squatted down and hugged his increasingly swollen head, constantly digging open the ulcerated blisters on the skin, and let out a hoarse laugh, "Are you asking about my angel? Where will she go?"

"Kenny, if you know where the girls are, tell them quickly."

Daniel, who was driven ahead by Anjaye, suddenly realized that something was wrong, and squirmed his upper body and slowly backed away.

However, in the next moment, the scene that flashed in the demon's eyes was actually rushing towards him - a mouth with sharp teeth that split open like a bloodthirsty shark.

Kenny smashed through the many meat balls stuck to the floor in an instant, and fell on Daniel's remnant body that was too late to dodge in the plasma spray. On his disfigured head, flexible tentacles and flippers suddenly emerged. , let him open his giant mouth like a bottom-dwelling strange fish with limbs, hold down the violently writhing maggot demon, and frantically gnaw on it like bait.

"He's eating a demon!" Arvil pointed at the horrific scene in front of her, and hid behind An Jiaye trembling in fright.

"This is no longer a magic addiction." An Jiaye looked coldly at the port officer who was struggling for help—it seemed that the devil's fate at this time was his own fault.

The girl raised the staff of Heart Bud, tentatively used the "Magic Rope Restraint", and together with Elsa's "Hand of Shadow", shot at the weird murloc in the form of Kenny alternately.

However, a cloudy blue barrier suddenly appeared on Kenny who was eating, and bounced off the attack of the witch curse, and then he dodged the giant ax struck by Goliath at a strange speed that was difficult to detect with the naked eye.

Anjaye took the opportunity to withdraw the fungal appendage and pulled Daniel back who was attacked, only to find that more than half of the demon's head had been gnawed off, and he was about to die in convulsions and convulsions.

She shook her head, aimed at Daniel's head with the Heartbud Staff, and made up the knife.

Mycelium emerged from the wound that was bitten like mud, and the demon's skull was quickly burst by the cap, sputtering out a puddle of meat paste.The remaining body of the port officer was completely decomposed into melted fat sticking to the floor, and many fat maggots flowed out, wriggling and crawling among the pile of mushrooms.

This villain, nicknamed "Black Fox", has planned and conspired all his life, and finally became the fertilizer of mushrooms.

A thin and invisible dark mist gushes out from the wreckage of the demon that melted into foam at the same time, and is sucked into the girl's body by the swirling unknown force field and disappears.

Anjaye sensed a throbbing feeling that involved the strings of the soul. As the mist fragments merged into her body, it stimulated her existence. From time to time, some fragmented pictures flashed through her mind. The memory of the cause and effect that was active in "—the devil's egg parasitic in her spiritual body, really reacted to the "devil soul".

[Let's eat.If satisfied, hatch early. 】

Kenny, who was robbed of his prey, stretched the proliferating tentacles on his limbs, and climbed onto the wall of the sewer, like a multi-legged mollusc crawling on the wall, hunched over and ate up the large pieces of flesh torn from his mouth .

The magic-addicted lunatic who has been distorted to the point of inhumanity, his eyes emit a cold and strange blue light. It seems that under the control of the beast instinct, he realized that the enemy in front of him was invincible, so he turned his head and jumped into the silted sewer .

"Ran away?"

"Catch up along the waterway." Anjaye emphasized to his partner, "There may be a mechanism in the bunker, so be careful. Mr. Ryan, I will trouble you and Ms. Mockingbird to come back."

The witches then went straight forward. The white-haired boy, who had been holding his sword and watching coldly, suddenly lowered his head and picked up a small disc that had fallen on the ground when he left.

"It's the Golden Winged Lion Army badge." Gloria turned her head coldly, and also noticed the lines on the badge, "It's been a while, Brave Boy, are you interested in Wang Yan's Lion Army?"

Ryan just squeezed the badge silently and put it in his pocket.

"He disappeared." When Anjaye reached the end of the sewer, he saw a stone statue base that was shattered until only the heel was left.

"Did you break the stone statue and escape from here?"

The entire stone statue, together with the solid wall, were smashed to pieces by brute force, exposing a hollow that was blown by a cold wind.

Gloria probed into the cave, and seemed to smell something that fascinated her, and said slightly intoxicated.

"This is the treasure house, do you want to go in and have a look?"

Anjaye entered the cave under the cover of Goliath.

Inside was indeed a treasure house, with piles of gold coins and treasure chests scattered in every corner.

However, what really attracted the girl's attention was the remains of a murloc stone statue with a broken arm located at the end of the treasure house.

"The gold stored in the treasury seems to have been used a lot." Ryan's pale, fiery eyes reflected the temperatureless coins, precious stones and gold nuggets, as if they were about to melt them in an indifferent and blazing flame .

Gloria almost buried her head in the pile of gold coins: "Haha, with so much money, it really feels the best to snatch the loot after victory!"

"Is it the greed flowing in the blood of the dragon? Or are the barbarians in Gott all poor and crazy? That makes you so impatient." Elsa laughed when she heard the words. She raised her hand to summon the shadow servant, and suggested to Anjaye , "Xiao An, as long as you give me time, all the treasures can be moved away."

"This is mine and Xiao An's." Gloria's irritated expression was completely the same as that of Ni Lin's wounded dragon, and she grinned angrily at the kitten, "If you want to pay me, you have to beat me first."

"Goria, calm down." An Jiaye immediately released the "light of concentration" to cool down the dragonborn's brain that was about to be steamed by greed.

Ms. Robin picked up a gold coin at random, and gently wiped off the contaminated dust with her gloves, observing the old and worn wolf pattern on the coin.

"It is the 'Golden Wolf Head Coin' minted in the middle and late period of the ancient Antony Dynasty, and its quality is very good."

"Anthony dynasty?" Arvil also held up a large handful of shiny jewels, and asked curiously, "Is that the peninsula human kingdom established by the expeditionary corps of the Fana Empire after the Great Destruction?"

"Yes." Anjaye came to the murloc statue, which was of the same style as the murloc statue she had seen in the secret chamber of the "Fly's Nest". In front of the base of the murloc statue, there was also a square one. small altar.

"According to 'Fire Thorn', it is said that the Antony Dynasty's Protectorate Legion buried a large number of treasures under the Shuangcheng Harbor, and even after the dynasty perished, it attracted the invasion of foreign nobles and broke out a war with the people of Dark City .”

On the altar, the girl picked up an ancient animal skin book with a wolf emblem engraved on it. There were traces of spells cast on the outside of the book cover, and a dark red light was emitted in the vision of the magic eye——The girl opened the book, The flexible and yellowing pages of the book are immortal after thousands of years in the ground.

"It's the history of the legion battle. I didn't expect that the treasure representing Gufana's glorious expedition would be discovered by a group of gangsters."

The ancient Fana script written on the parchment implicates the history of Vinland shrouded in the depths of the mist by the vast dust and smoke. Whether it is restoring the truth or pretending to be false, it represents the afterglow of that era.

Anjaye noticed a strip-shaped groove on the altar, which was originally covered by books.

"Put the stone flute into the groove, can you communicate with Ouroboros?"

"Elsa." At the signal of An Jiaye, Elsa's shadow servant embedded the stolen dream flute into the groove of the magic circle.

The murloc statue reacted immediately, a chaotic light shot out from the black eye sockets, and then a blurred phantom of the light curtain was formed.

A tall figure whose face was covered by a wizard's black robe was slowly raising his head from the desk, and turned to face the dim camera.

"Have guests? Welcome to my treasure room."

PS: Thanks to Qianli Jiuxiang for the reward.

Chapter 110 The Witch is Not Afraid to Declare War on a Strong Enemy, and Miss An with Indiana Jones

The mushroom warrior is not afraid of any challenge.Ghosts and snakes who speak falsely about truth and belief will eventually be crushed dust under the wheel of history.And my mushrooms are the future! ——"Ankaye's Chat Notes"

No matter how fierce the war in the underground city burns tonight—the towns on the ground, the citizens who have not yet had enough time to fall into a peaceful dream, still follow the previous life trajectory, in order to earn enough food for tomorrow, And join another battle in the night.

Most of them don't realize that the flames burning underground will eventually spread to the surface along the roots of An Rand's unity, changing the face of a generation.

A certain fishing boat that floated overnight in the wind and waves of the cold lake was one of these army of begging for a living.

The dim light on the bow attracts the flying insects floating on the water, and the fisherman, disturbed by the noise and bites of insects, puts away his net with little harvest, cursing his bad luck tonight, as he hesitates whether to go deeper When sailing to the lake area—but raised his head inadvertently, he saw a small sailing boat that was as nimble as a water gull, cleaving the waves at a speed far exceeding that of ordinary boats, and rushing into the night in the distance—towards the land that seemed to be perched with its wings curled up. Like a black swan, the fog island crawls on the dark water.

"The coffin ship?"

However, compared with the gloomy coffins on the deck of the sailboat, what frightens the fisherman is the dreamlike figure singing songs under the light of the will-o'-the-wisp around the boat.

At a distance of dozens of ship hulls, the ethereal tune of Tristy's song, across the waves, faintly penetrated into the ears, seeming to revive the long-standing memories rooted in the blood.

The boatman blinked his dazed eyes with shaggy hairs—in the blending of waves and mist, the luminous boat heading for the distant island disappeared in a trance on the gloomy water, as if he was just under the attack of fatigue and sleepiness, Caught in a hallucination fabricated by night fog.

However, the passengers on the boat that passed by the fisherman's eyes - the majestic and burly old knight, and the ghostly beautiful girl are all important figures he has heard and seen.

The fisherman was so frightened that he was sweating coldly, he turned his head and beat his drowsy little son in the cabin, and urged in a low voice.

"Hurry up, roll the boat back to the pier, and tell the elders—the Lord Knight of Youlan Ridge that he is taking the witch to the forbidden island."

……

The sailboat that disappeared in the eyes of the fisherman was just hidden in the fog barrier, approaching the island covered by dense fog.

The dense shadow of water beasts surged under the lake surface, like a large group of hungry, bloodthirsty ghosts, wandering and gathering around the ship to wait for an opportunity to attack, but they were afraid of the glorious enchantment that unfolded on the ship.

Standing on the side of the ship, the Machius knight in mail and plate armor has lost his old farmer's clothes and is fully armed, with an eyepatch helmet superimposed under his buckskin cap.

He raised his swollen right arm, and with a mighty fighting spirit, he pushed away the waves splashing on the boat, and threw a harpoon with his hand.

The harpoon pierced through the waves and plunged into the shadow of a giant beast that was crashing towards the side of the ship—the water billowed instantly, and the shadow of the beast sank. Boiling and turbulent waves continued to head towards the island.

"Grandpa Marchius." Fan Na, who was sitting on the deck behind the old man, carefully leaned on the coffin and said, "There may be evil spirits after landing on the island. Please guard the ceremony."

"Can it really bring him back to life?" Old Machius took off the Martian pipe from the corner of his mouth, raised his hand to caress his grandson's coffin lid, and his expression of stoicism like a rock could not help but move.

"Reversal of life in the usual sense is impossible, but at least we can see him again." Fanna listened intently to the depths of the mist, swallowing all the sound of waves including her heartbeat, showing a mixture of sadness and longing. look.

"I asked the mayor to collect all the materials for the 'Resurrection of the Dead' ceremony. And now that Elo's mother is back, the soul of my brother who fell into the river of Styx will definitely be able to be anchored back to the present world with a complete consciousness. As long as I cast a long-term spell to protect , in a state of incorruption, he can act like a normal person."

The girl turned her head to look at the girl with twin ponytails floating on the bow of the boat.

The flying bird staff was being held high in the hands of a young girl with a flying skirt, emitting a white light that dazzled her.In Fana's eyes, the blond witch with her eyes closed and concentrated like a ghost behind her back, and the holy phantom in white robes fluttering, are leading the ship towards the fog barrier surrounding the island.

In the little girl's pair of pure green pupils that turned emerald green, a pair of black bird-shaped rays of light leaped out from the pupils, breaking through the foggy barrier where the evil beasts wandered, revealing the gloomy island in front of the ship Outlines—exposing a dead sandy beach stranded with shipwreck debris in front of their course.

The blond witch turned her head and looked at Fan Na with a smile.

"Now, let's meet the source of the tragedy."

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Deep in the Blessed Cave.

The ancient land of treasures has once again ushered in a group of intruders from a new era.

Countless wealth is buried deep in the ground, and the amount is as cheap as the shells and sand washed up on the river beach-the light of gold is so breathtaking, and the fine color of the front and back of each gold coin has blood stained many lives The weight of the filth is accumulated in the dust of history, and it is connected with the rise and fall of the dynasty.

This priceless treasure has swallowed a secret full of ambitions, and buried countless coveters in darkness and corruption, turning them into dry bones that cannot be pieced together.

And the villain who forcibly seized the treasure, greeted his uninvited guest with the phantom of a wizard surrounded by black mist.

"Welcome to my treasure room."

Anjaye stood leaning on his stick, looking at the light curtain human figure projected by the murloc stone statue.

Even though he is tall and vigorous under the black robe, it can be seen that he is advanced in age. In his posture, voice, and every move, there is a temperament that has read thousands of sails, but it is difficult to conceal the arrogance and contempt for the world in his bones. Crazy.

"Let me see, the witch in the academy, the barbarian in Gott, and the beast with scary eyes, an interesting combination." The man in black looked around the eyes of everyone, and seemed to stay on Ms. Robin and Ryan the longest. , he let out a hoarse and old-fashioned laugh, "I think my incompetent subordinates made you laugh."

"Your treasure room?" Anjaye replied indifferently, "It's just a thief who stole the treasure."

The man in black said noncommittally.

"This is the Fana 'Wolf' Legion that established the ancient Antony Dynasty. The treasures collected from the conquest of the peninsula, together with the treasury money that was relocated, were used as war funds for the kingdom's future generations to deal with crises—but this famous legion, Later, the entire army was wiped out under the lead of Ricardo, the "mad king" who founded the country of Oga, leaving only the legend of the underground Golden River missing."

"This batch of treasures is enough to establish the ambition to make a kingdom prosperous. I discovered it as the fund for the rise of 'Apocalypse', which is the proof of 'Apocalypse'."

The man in black in turn questioned the girl contemptuously.

"You said I was a thief, so you who have worked so hard to get in, what are you going to do with the spoils you got?"

Under the gazes of her companions with different expressions, Anjaye calmly declared her righteousness.

"Only the people of the peninsula have the right to share the treasure. In the name of the school pilgrims, I will ensure that the treasure is used in the right place, as compensation for the damage caused by the 'Apocalypse' to the citizens of Shuangcheng Port."

"Oh, you are indeed the defender of the ten covenants." The man in black sneered in a deep voice, "Article [-], fertile soil and Toyota, to fill the belly of all living beings, to circulate gold and silver, and to prosper the market. All people who abide by the covenant, the stars will Light will give grace, and if the lamb does not go astray, it will make its life priceless. Listen, what a selfless statement it is.”