Infinite Begins with Giants

Chapter 141 Burning and Closing

The witch who was enveloped by two formations felt the crisis.

"scare!"

A foot-long red glow suddenly shot out from the eyes of the Red Witch Claire. She let out a scream, and the sound waves rolled!

A thicker chain of psionic energy, which seemed to be composed of countless blood threads, protruded from the blood lotus behind her.

In an instant, she seemed to have turned into a monster with countless giant tails, and the black and red chains made of dried blood were waving wildly!

Boom boom boom!
The sawdust was thrown flying by the chains, and the branches protruding from the surrounding woods were shattered. Part of the black and red chains broke free and slammed into Ren and Catherine!
Catherine's gaze was fixed, and the magic circle of the "Spirit of Nature" shone brightly.

The vines behind her immediately grew wildly, piercing those black and red chains one by one!

The green vines on the side also joined the battlefield, entangled with the red chains and fought each other.

Frowning slightly, Claire raised her hands.

Immediately, countless blood mist rose up, like a layer of blood cloud blocking the halo of the small hexagram in the sky, and spreading at the same time, covering the hexagram array on the ground.

Xinghui's erosive power suddenly decreased.

Many rusty chains that were infected with stardust have returned to black and red!
boom boom~

A few more chains broke free from the entanglement of the vine branches, and stabbed at the painting in the center of the formation, trying to take back the painting.

Claire is actually very passive, she could have tried to break the formation violently.

But the eye of the formation is a self-portrait of her husband. If the formation is forcibly destroyed, the portrait in the eye of the formation will inevitably shatter.

In this way, Igor's wraith, who has lost his sustenance, will soon dissipate!

'Ghost cut! '

Ren immediately jumped up, drew his knife and slashed it obliquely. The blue knife cut off several black and red chains stabbing towards the portrait with a clang!

But the situation is not optimistic. When the star formation is covered, more and more black and red chains will break free.

"Let the spirit of nature wake up, and let the dusty soul gradually clarify in the distant tranquility to reveal the light that illuminates all things! Let the dry soul slowly nourish in the moonlight and night dew, and let the vitality that reflects nature..."

Catherine's melodious singing sounded.

The formation "Spirit of Nature" was operating to the extreme, and flower buds began to emerge from among the green leaves of the vines behind her.

The scent of flowers overflowed, white flowers bloomed, the rattan trembled slightly, and petals flew out one by one, circling around Catherine in the air.

Catherine, who was like an elf among flowers, clasped her hands together, and slowly opened them up and down.

A round of bright crescent moon appeared in front of her eyes, and immediately shed brilliance, and the white petals in the sky were dyed crimson.

"The Moon of Beauty!"

The light of Huiyue scatters, the petals are like rain, like countless blades swirling, flying towards Claire like a storm!
Sensing the fatal intent, the witch took back the black and red chains.

Layer upon layer of chains formed an iron wall to block him.

"despair!"

At the same time, Ren stepped lightly on the ground with his right leg, injecting the energy of the stars in his body into a certain node on the ground.

After the magic circle on the soles of the feet was running to the extreme, it suddenly went out.

The next moment, the radiance as bright as a galaxy instantly tore through the blood mist, eroding the black and red chains, and even the blood ring behind the witch shrank!

Bang!Bang!
at the same time.

The scarlet rain of flowers released by Catherine rushed towards her, shining brightly, and the black and red chains in front of the witch Claire shattered inch by inch.

Or be cut off and scattered all over the place!
Taking advantage of your illness killing you, Catherine threw out the extremely condensed Scarlet Moon from her hands upon seeing this.

boom!
The dazzling crescent blade pierced through the air.

Followed by the remaining countless light and rain petals, they rushed towards the Red Witch like a horizontal tornado!

Claire's expression turned cold.

There was madness in her eyes, and the bloody spirit-devouring array under her feet floated up and merged into her body.

boom!
In an instant, the turbulent spiritual energy in the air gathered into an invisible vortex, directly penetrating into the meridians and blood vessels of her body!

Like porcelain cracking, her arms, legs, and even the skin of her face were cracked and bloody.

Blood stained her yellow gauze skirt and shirt dark red.

"what!"

With a scream, the blood ring behind the Scarlet Witch Claire fully bloomed.

The blood light shone, and the blood ring floated in front of her, forcibly pressing against the petal tornado brought out by Feiyue!
Boom!

The Scarlet Moon released by Catherine was invincible, its fierce sharp edge cut off all the psionic chains on the blood ring, almost cutting the blood ring in front of the witch in half!
After a loud bang.

The dense black and red chains on the blood ring were also flying, hitting in the tide of petals like a tornado of knives.

Clang... Clang!

The sound of gold and iron clashing bursts like firecrackers resounded through the sky.

Rain of Flower Blades collided with the black and red chains!
The petals were shattered piece by piece, and the black and red spiritual energy chains were broken inch by inch. Almost at the same time, the crimson moon exploded, and the blood lotus exploded immediately, splashing in all directions like gravel!
After a round of fierce confrontation, Catherine turned pale, and the witch Claire was dripping with blood.

The witch endured the severe pain all over her body.

She gathered the blood from her body in her right hand, condensed it into a long bloody whip, and suddenly swung it forward!

clang!
Sparks burst out, and Catherine, who was exhausted, barely raised the long knife in her hand, and tried her best to hold the witch with a whip.

But the force of the witch's blood whip was too great, and Claire threw out another whip. The corner of Catherine's mouth overflowed with blood, and she was sent flying with a knife by the blood whip, and fell into the grass!

Claire, covered in blood, raised the bloody long whip in her hand, and was about to make up the knife, when two gunshots sounded abruptly.

Ren suddenly took out his magic hunting gun and fired two shots at the portrait standing in the center of the formation!
At this time, the two warlock formations have collapsed, and the portrait of the painter Igor, who is the eye of the formation, has no protection!
Startled, Claire rushed toward her husband's self-portrait like an arrow.

Bang!Bang!
Blood flowers bloomed, and two blood holes appeared on the witch's back.

Blood flowed from the tear in Claire's back, and even a witcher bullet hit her in the heart.

The witch fell to her knees with a plop.

She hugged her husband's self-portrait with both hands, and her white, blood-stained fingers kept trembling as she gently stroked her husband's face in the portrait.

Ren, who was holding a demon hunting gun and was about to make up the knife, hesitated slightly when he saw this.

Almost at the same time, Catherine, who was coughing up a mouthful of blood, squatted up and took out the Demon Hunting Pistol.

Bang!Bang!
Psychic energy was injected into the array in the gun, and the rose pattern on the gun in Catherine's hand lit up, and two golden hunting bullets whizzed past with shining golden light!

Claire didn't mean to dodge, she knew she was going to die.

When the witcher was flying with the blood whip, she almost exhausted all her strength.

Forcibly transferring the spirit devouring array to her body, the meridians and blood vessels of her whole body have been ruptured.

When the core blood ring was destroyed, she also suffered backlash, and was shot again in the heart, and the old wound on the lower abdomen also recurred, and the witch was already on the verge of dying.

puff!
The witcher bullet hit the witch like a golden meteor.

Two clusters of blood bloomed, and immediately, a raging golden flame burned from her back, trying to devour the witch completely!

The ruthless fire burned her body, Claire didn't scream,

She stared blankly at the burning portrait, trying to extinguish it with her scorched arms, but the flames continued to burn.

"No, stop... stop!"

The witch reached out and patted the portrait, crying weakly.

Seeing this, Ren sighed, and put down the magic hunting gun──the victory and defeat had already been decided, but it would be disgraceful to win.

He went to help Catherine, who was half-squatting and pale, to her feet.

The portrait was quickly burned, and the black and red runes that resisted the flames left on the witch's body were also extremely dim.

She was about to be burned to ashes by the golden "Sun Flame".

The self-portrait of the painter Igor was gone, and Claire looked at the ashes on the ground with a look of despair.

It seems to have returned to the time when there was nothing.

Suddenly, a vague black figure emerged from the ashes of the fire.

"He" wanted to reach out and touch the witch's face, but the phantom arm went straight through.

The witch wiped the tears from her face and smiled softly.

Claire let go of all her defenses, gathered the last small amount of spiritual energy left in her body on the palm of her hand, and finally held "his" hand.

The golden flame flared up instantly, illuminating the small square in the entire abandoned park, and the flame completely engulfed her and him.

Beside the dancing flames, Ren and Catherine watched all this in silence.

After a long silence, Ren said softly:

"Catherine, we won despicably, taking advantage of the last light in a poor woman's heart."

Catherine's tone was a little weak, leaning on Ren's shoulder:
"In this world, right and wrong, love and hate, sorrow and joy, who can tell clearly?
Claire also killed a lot of people, who would care about those innocent dead? "

Ren shook his head:
"You are right, people often say that there must be something hateful about poor people, and I don't really like this sentence.

Can a person's misfortune and pain really be summed up so easily?
Those bystanders are often the most indifferent and ruthless. They don't even think about knowing it, so they label others lightly. "

Catherine swayed and hugged Ren's left arm.

She leaned her head on his shoulder table, exhausted all her strength just now, and was injured again, she was very tired, and said in a weak voice:

"Just now you reacted quickly and saved my life, little man, pack up the booty and send me home, okay?"

Ren hesitated for a moment, put his arms on her back and legs, and hugged Catherine.

He glanced at her fair and beautiful face, walked to the center of the square, and picked up a transparent crystal shining with a layer of red light from the ashes.

At this time, the moon passed through the dark clouds, shining brightly.

He hugged her and walked slowly in the lonely alley.

In his arms, Catherine stared at Ryan's young but resolute face, smiled slightly and said:

"Ren, do you know? In fact, the arrangement of the Scarlet Witch is perfect, and we should not be able to find her who is behind the scenes."

"Why?" Ren paused, slightly puzzled.

"The knowledge in the book is inevitably somewhat limited. When a wraith harms someone, it usually stirs up the shadow in that person's heart... But, as the first victim, what John Hucks saw was the memory of the painter himself. .”

Ren reacted quickly and thought of the problem:
"You mean, the painter Igor, who was just turned into a wraith by Claire, actually consciously stopped his wife?"

"That's right, the painter Igor probably didn't want to harm her, but he just didn't want his wife to be like before."

Catherine's beautiful eyes looked at the moon in the sky.She, and her cousin, the "Valkyrie" Kesha, who is related to her destiny, should also have a home?

Not knowing what to think of, Catherine was in a daze, and said softly: "Maybe, this is love."

(End of this chapter)