Witch Forest Friends Club

Shaking the mysterious beast bell and dressed as a cloaked man, the animal trainer turned towards the deep and dark passage—the majestic silhouette that heard the terrifying sound of sleep, and unraveled the spell that trapped the spirit of the beast in a dream.

The colossal creature stumbled awake, shook its head, swayed its heavy body, stretched its steel and iron frame, bumped and rubbed against the solid wall, and slowly stepped into the much-anticipated arena, attracting a suffocating wind of fear.

"Today, our 'Sailing Arena' welcomes three distinguished guests—and one of them is our long-lost Lenghu Pearl, the heir of the Marshall family, and the future owner of the Lenghu Territory—let us Salute to Miss Vanna Marshall, salute to Mr. Mayor Fernando!"

"In order to entertain Mr. Karon Argos, the Count of the Black Marsh Borderlander 'Patience' who came from afar. Our Mr. Mayor specially presented this grand performance."

"As sponsor of the tournament, he provided us with a special competitor."

"Let us welcome the fighters from Shiwan's 'Cloud Forest'! Mr. Mayor's favorite pet!"

Pieces of thick steel armor gleaming with black gloomy luster, connected by exquisite casting technology, covered the muscled and tense body of the giant beast.

It has stiff black fur, round ears, and a mighty sniffing nose.

It looks thick and bulky, but it can nimbly and quickly destroy the limbs and claws of enemies blocking the way-the chest is covered with gorgeous black and white intertwined fur, shining with original rune patterns that were naturally bred and grown.

When the monster's ferocious and majestic silhouette appeared in broad daylight, the entire audience became nervous.

"Run Iron Bear 'Shaka'! The amount of black iron consumed to build its armor is enough to arm a ten-man cavalry squad!"

"Come on, our giant fighting bear with iron armor and steel fists is already hungry and ready to attack its prey!"

The beast cage where the white-haired boy was staying was unexpectedly smashed half of the cage by this fully armored war bear with one claw, and the iron fence with the thickness of fingers was rubbed by the bear's paw, turning into twisted and broken scrap iron.

The shouts from the stands almost subsided, and amidst the smoke and dust, the boy walked out unscathed.

Facing a huge bear that was more than twice as tall as him, he easily dropped his hands to his sides, without pressing the hilt of his sword, and approached the bear lightly, like walking towards a non-threatening dance partner.

"Challenger named 'Ryan', if you really have the bravery of a 'brave', prove it to us!"

From the VIP room above the stands, Mayor Fernando's energetic shout came.

"Hey, there's something wrong with that bear." Goliath stared at the war bear that opened its bloody mouth and roared, and sensed the unnatural breath of a beast.

Anjaye's shimmering magic eyes also glanced at the distorted bear's face, which was drooling and red-eyed. She could sense the chaotic and violent flow of magic essence stirring in the bear's body, which was an extremely unstable but powerful energy. pulse.

Compared with the young manticore she killed and the three-headed basilisk Goliath killed, the strength of this rune war bear was several grades stronger.

I'm afraid that with brute force and physical strength alone, even the indigenous god "Madpathus" encountered in the Shining Underground Lake is not its opponent.

"It's a magic addiction. It should have just been fed, took a lot of drugs, and has a strong fighting power, but it has fallen into madness-this rune bear has been given a spell to rely on, and it has been well trained."

"If this bear is fed a lot of potions." Mirsa also prompted curiously, "could it be the 'Apocalypse' mentioned by your cousin?"

Anjaye's gaze turned to the VIP room far above again—that Mr. Mayor, did he deliberately come up with this little game to entertain the distinguished guests?

Her attention was no longer in the arena.

Because the girl understands that compared to the huge war bear who suffers from magic addiction, the small boy on the field is the real monster.

(PS: The curtain call ended in August, I got full attendance for the first time in my life, and I also got everyone's great help, which made the author feel that there are people who pay attention to the niche stories. Without your faithful company, I might feel very uncomfortable in my heart—— ——September is coming, I hope readers will continue to support "Witch Forest Friends Club". The author also knelt down here to apologize. He really failed to complete the task of repaying the debt. He owed 9 yuan, but in the end he only paid 4 yuan. I will continue I worked hard to pay off my debts, and many readers in the group advised me to take a good rest. I was really touched, and there was nothing to repay. I can only take care of my health and update it.)

Chapter 94 Miss An's origin epiphany, what will the wrath of the spores bring?

The essence of power will be enlightened by "contamination".

I know from the chaos that the future of the world will open up unprecedented paths because of mushrooms.

Great source of the sea, please allow me to build the kingdom of mushrooms. ——"Ankaye's Chat Notes"

The bear claws that tear apart steel like shredded pieces of paper only rush to fade away the afterimage in the air.

The brave man jumped high into the air, stepped on the arm of another bear that was shot by him, and flew above the bear's head again.

The young man's pale and fluffy curly hair fluttered in the strong wind.

Facing the giant steel-armored bear standing upright, he held the scabbard behind his back with his left hand, and slammed it into the bear's nose in the air. By the way, he used this as a support point for his strength, escaped the fierce bear's hug and bite, and landed on the giant bear. Behind the bear's field of vision, immediately before the giant bear turns around——

He then raised his raised fist, entwined with a blazing flash, and swung it towards the bear's head covered with a solid iron helmet.

Under the floodlighted small round lenses, a pair of indifferent but firm golden eyes instantly burst into a thin white ring of fire, engulfing the mad and painful giant bear in his eyes under the torment of magic addiction.

The burst of flash, the momentum of the heavy blow and the pale light burst seem to hinder the progress of the passage of time in front of the audience.

Between Goliath's bared teeth and sneer, Anjaye's silence and absent-mindedness, and Mirsa's squinted eyes in astonishment——

The flash of light seemed to have stopped time, and the entire audience was silent.

In this silence that freezes the mind, the sound of the wind infinitely magnifies the slight movement of the boy's figure on the ground——

In the blink of an eye, the dust settled.

People's nearly stagnant perception immediately resumed its flow.

After a short delay, the narrator suddenly woke up.

"The brave man didn't even draw his sword! Only with his bare hands, he ended the 'Run Iron Bear' Shaka with ease!"

The furbolg, which hadn't had time to vent its cravings and anger, and its iron armor weighing more than a thousand pounds, crashed down in front of the white-haired boy. The huge vibrations and smoke caused by it violently blew his flowing pale curly hair.

The pale flames and the blazing light, even though it was like a fleeting moment, were barely captured by Anjaye's magic eyes at that moment.

Instructor Rudir once taught her to learn to think about the nature of power.

Different from the abstract concepts related to the previous life, in the lands of Vinland, the magical power possessed by extraordinary beings dominates and transforms the things in their eyes with a strong sense of existence.

The existence of power and the various forms of external manifestations are all connected to a certain essence inherent in the source of the world.

Although the girl's magic eye is just an ordinary spell eye—but once awakened, it gives her another way to observe the world.

It seems to bring the sense of resonance with the sea of ​​the netherworld during meditation into the reality cognition - forming a normalization of resonance.

Her black pearl-like eyes seem to have become a pair of flexible and independent strange creatures, and the throbbing of the magic essence is resonating with the light that represents the essence of Ryan's power—or this mysterious man himself The leaked aura is impacting her "personal reality" that is connected to the "Great Source".

Just like the concept of "cross-contamination" advocated by the girl - the way of existence of the big source and the small source, as long as a connection is established, they will affect each other, and the light and heat field of the strong will also radiate the surrounding lives, which may cause reborn alienation - ——As for whether it can be transformed by this temperature, it depends on how good the seeds bathed in light and heat can be.

That pale sun-like glaring power—it seems that after being washed away by the vast light and heat, all the rough and fine impurities in human nature are burned away, leaving only the purest and hard core, which creates an unshakable strength.

Did the fire come from the core of the sun, or did the sun become the fire itself?

Anjaye couldn't explain the feeling of this power, she was very curious about the source of Ryan's power.

There are only a handful of powerful warriors she has dealt with—the most familiar one is Gloria, but even though the barbarians have been tempered on the battlefield of the fog era, a large part of the power she currently possesses comes from the "Blood of Caesar" The dragon thunder——before the newborn dragonborn has fully controlled the ancient dragon components in her body, she is only a young dragon waiting to be fed.

In terms of unfathomable pressure, An Jiaye had only faintly felt it from the old wolf.

But Gambino is old, and under the aging skin, he is also good at hiding his minions, and will not easily expose the essence of his power to others.

But now this self-proclaimed "apprentice brave man" has unfathomable strength, but also shows his sharpness. In this contradiction, he conceals his misty personality, but he can frankly ignore all doubts around him.

Indeed, it can only be described as a pale sun, indiscriminately spreading flames to everything he can shine.

This way of living and fighting - what kind of extraordinary life did Ryan Osborne experience?

Combined with the previous exchange in the waiting room, Anjaye indeed felt a strong will.

The essence of his power lies in this will.

In the past 12 years of studying in the academy, the girl was well protected by the high walls of Galantia. She was carefully cultivated and watered by the tree shepherds. She also studied hard and walked steadily in the winding corridor full of windows. On the road, all I see in my eyes is the lonely but charming scenery on the road of seeking——

But the only thing missing is the will to gamble everything and open up the future in the age of fog.

On the road of the pilgrimage, Anjaye had actually been hiding his inner fear and uneasiness, wondering whether he could face the storm of fate and whether he would have enough strength to survive it.

Even if a demon of origin might hatch in her body to help her aspire to the top, it never gave her a sense of peace of mind. Instead, it was like a time bomb tied to her soul, making her suffer the fate that could be smashed to pieces at any time—so much so that she could only To numb yourself and habitually ignore this mysterious and unknown threat.

But Ryan, in front of her, proved what a firm way of strength is——

What is he firmly believing in to ignite such a strong flame.

And this overflowing flame——moved Anjaye's heart.

"Can I find the essence of power?"

The girl questioned the weak part of herself.

Because of this interrogation, the cage that sealed the soul in the egg and refused to face the world was loosened.

The fruiting body of the mushroom blooms like breaking through the fungus curtain and stretching vigorously.

At this moment, she is facing the first opportunity to sublimate in her life-the essence of power comes from the wisdom and cognition of the individual she worships, and is also inseparable from the connection and resonance of the Great Source.

"Xiao An is really amazing."

Accompanied by her friend all the way, she felt the beautiful soul she had been longing for for a long time, and Mowrsa, who was shining in the depths of reality and illusion at the same time——the strange black and white Rubik's cube in her eyes was also spinning rapidly, paying attention to An Jia The butterfly change of the soul in the leaf body.

"As expected of the rough stone I'm looking for."

The confusion and pressure accumulated over a long period of time on the physical and mental level were erased by the hands of the liberated soul - these hands also changed the magic element organ in Anjaye's body that was originally lacking in resources and was like a small pool, causing the girl to suffer like a flood. Infused with magic from the great source of the universe, it expanded and shaped into a new network of lakes—lakes large enough for the stars of the sky to reflect their light.

If we say that last time, under the protection of the atmosphere of the Holy Land of the Gort tribe, stimulated by the soul fragments in the skull of the "Sun Eagle", and endowed with the power of others' origin—the girl's current awakening is completely relying on herself to welcome Then came the epiphany of comprehending by analogy.

If Anjaye used to manipulate the power of witchcraft, she relied too much on the intellectual logic and habitual thinking developed in her previous life-now she has established a more profound connection with Vinland's great source.

This kind of development in the field of Dayuan will continue, subtly helping the girl to take root in the hotbed of power, just like the net of fungi under the earth, multiplying and expanding the growing mycelium community.

She who was weak and dependent on external forces in the past is getting closer to a witch who is alone.

When Anjaye was immersed in thinking about the nature of her power.

Ryan also turned away from his winning field.

Because of that natural strength, natural crushing—all the audience at the scene felt the presence of this young man as bright as a torch in the night sky.

"Focusing Light" Van Dominique was also admiring the well-deserved strongman's strike - compared to the warm and humorous commentary before, at this moment he seemed to be touched by a pure and powerful beauty, and his tone was particularly intoxicating and moving.

"His fist, comparable to a dragon-hunting crossbow arrow, pierced through the black iron and steel armor thick with cowhide. It was a fatal blow, but mercifully left the warrior's body behind."

"Such a dignified victory can be called the fist of the brave."

"Where does this young brave man come from? What brilliant achievements will he make?"

"With such a shining light, we may witness the birth of a new legend!"

"Mr. Mayor also gave him applause. It seems that we can look forward to more battles from Ryan Osborne!"

The audience at the scene was full of enthusiasm, especially in the auditorium, where many ladies and young ladies were excitedly shaking their feather fans and colorful dresses, and screamed their hearts swaying for this heroic young man.

"It's great." Gloria also gritted her teeth and said excitedly. The tomahawk wrapped in sackcloth on her back was buzzing like a tuning fork injected with high-voltage current.

"Ming Lei?" An Jiaye, who had just closed his magic eyes and recovered his normal thoughts, realized that his companion was out of control, "What are you going to do?"

"I want to fight him." The female warrior's toned arms were trembling, "This is the opponent I dream of."

"I don't agree." An Jiaye squinted at her red eyes with dragon pupils looming, and raised his staff horizontally to reprimand as an ally, "Think about our current situation, as a king, you are too immature."

"I am the king." Goliath also seemed to be trying to convince herself, suppressing the boiling dragon blood in her body, "The king will not indulge himself, but the self-esteem of the Gott people will not allow them to retreat in front of powerful enemies. Xiao An, I respect The agreement of the Alliance of the Ax and Staff—so I will only choose the right time to fight him."

"Very well, control yourself." An Jiaye held one of Goliath's arms seriously, and stared up at Long Tong's disappearing eyes, "This is just a martial arts competition, don't kill yourself."

"I don't know who will win." Goliath breathed a sigh of relief, and regained her smile as fresh as a summer's mountain mist, "Thank you, Xiao An, I almost missed it."

"Don't worry, if there is a chance, I will put the challenge on the stage of the final."

When the white-haired boy returned to the stand with his sword, An Jiaye was also freed from the aftertaste of power sublimation, and was no longer affected by the "contamination" of the strong force field.

"Miss Poisonous Capsicum, your eyes are different."

The unfathomable beast in front of him also noticed her change.

"Thanks to you, I just figured out some problems." Compared with the nervousness facing Ryan before, Anjaye also regained his usual calmness, "How does it feel to win?"

"To be honest." Ryan shook his head indifferently, "I don't feel it."

"Miss Poisonous Capitol, I rarely fight for meaningless battles. Look at the audience around me. They don't realize what they are going through at all. They are wasting the meaning of life in this world."

"Then what is a meaningful battle?" Anjaye asked tentatively.

"It's not the enemy that was created, but the enemy I identified." Ryan turned his head to look at the misty and gloomy sky, wondering what the pair of small round lenses with unknown meanings were staring at.

Anjaye was silent for a while, and changed the subject.

"Is this the first time Mr. Lane has come to Shuangcheng Port?"

"I passed by once a long time ago." The white-haired boy looked around the arena stands, as if looking for something, "I just passed by outside the city."

"Are you interested in accompanying us to visit the underground?" An Jiaye tapped the staff of Heart Bud on the floor tiles lightly, "Maybe we can find the enemy you believe."

"Happy to accompany you." Ryan nodded indifferently, "I also want to see how to live under the shelter of darkness."

In the hoarse farewell of the audience, An Jiaye and his party left the arena.

Wrapped in a thick cloak, Miss Poisonous Capitol came to a nearby small square filled with an ancient and peaceful atmosphere, and looked up to see a flock of gray and white pigeons fluttering across the streets and alleys with high and low buildings.

These flying birds that are not afraid of people in the city seem to be afraid of Mowrsa on the girl's shoulders, but they still "cuckoo" and linger on top of her head, refusing to disperse.