Being a lord in another world begins with farming

Chapter 217 Voodoo Land
Walking down the dark tunnel, although there was no lighting, Emile and Witch Hunter were not affected in the slightest, instead they were counting how far they had traveled.

According to the inclined angle of the tunnel and the distance traveled, they have obviously gone deep underground, so it is a bit strange.

The deeper the underground, the better. Construction costs and ventilation must be considered. But when they came to a natural underground cave, they understood why the tunnel was so deep.

"I didn't expect that she would find a good place." Emile said casually, holding her mace and wand, and casually flicked the brightly colored scorpion that fell on her shoulder.

It is a good place for witches, because the underground caves are extremely humid, causing thick moss and tall ferns to grow everywhere, and there are dense plankton in the stagnant water everywhere, and the most terrible thing is crawling everywhere. The colorful insects and snakes make people's scalp go numb just by looking at them.

For ordinary people, being able to walk five steps in this place is considered smoke from the ancestral grave, but it is nothing to witches, because many things here are essential materials for performing witchcraft, cursing and brewing potions. After all, raw (￣～￣) chewing centipede and toad is an introductory class for witches.

Of course, after gaining the background of Hogwarts, the witch has changed these spellcasting habits that affect her appetite and health.

"The land of voodoo is ahead, everyone be careful." Emile saw the invisible dividing line not far away, and the plants and poisonous insects crossing the line were more vigorous and colorful, so she said to the witch hunter beside her .

The five witch hunters nodded, and then poured down a bottle of dark green potion without changing their expressions, which can greatly enhance their resistance to poison, because the land of voodoo is not a good place, and it can swallow human life. Very powerful.

Just like mages have mage towers, wizards have their own wizard huts, witches also have their own unique venue advantages.

For example, a witch like Ferrier, who is good at cursing, likes the land of voodoo most. It infiltrates witchcraft, poison and curses into every inch of the land, creating its own special area, so outsiders have no way to hide their own. The traces were discovered as soon as they approached.

At this time, in the depths of the cave, Ferrier, who was throwing colorful mushrooms into the pot to make potions, changed her expression, because she sensed the arrival of the intruder, and also felt a familiar aura, which made her very uncomfortable. breath,
After pondering for a moment, Ferrier did not escape through the secret passage, but put down the potion she was brewing and walked towards the intruder.

When Ferrier saw the tall Emile, his expression became ugly, and when he saw Witch Hunter with two swords on his back, his expression became even more ugly, as if someone had died in the family.

She is not afraid of intruders, nor is she afraid of acquaintances coming to her door, but she is afraid of two groups of people mixing together, because there is nothing more terrifying than an enemy who is familiar with you, and if there is, then add the attribute of being a colleague.

"Emile, you are not welcome here, get out!"

At this time, Ferrier, who was dressed in a black witch's robe, washed away the lead, but she did not return to the original, but revealed another side of herself.

Under the influence of the magic power, her eyes became dark, thick eye shadows spread to the sides, and her angry roar made her show her white teeth, making her look extraordinarily eerie, and she no longer had the glamorous appearance at the banquet , but this is her real side, Ferrier the Cursed Killer.

"If something happened to you, let's arrest you without a fight. In view of the past affection, you won't be killed." Emile rubbed the mace and wand in her hand, and persuaded Ferrier, but always A strange feeling of urgency.

It should be an illusion. After all, the two are not only colleagues, but also colleagues, and they are not a certain Guo and colleagues, so... no way?
"You're looking for death!" Ferrier's face was not only dark, but also dense black lines appeared on his body like blood vessels.

"Sure enough, it's a grudge. Back then, I had a premonition that you would take this step. I thought that the life of the countess these years would make you scruples, but I didn't expect you to do it anyway. You are really cruel to yourself." Amy Said with an unexpected expression.

Grudges are also a taboo for witches who play with curses, because this is an extremely dangerous curse, if you don't pay attention, you will be backlashed, and even your soul will not be spared.

But I have to say that the curse is really powerful, especially when it is cast on oneself, as long as it can bear it, it can become an immortal body, the kind that can be resurrected even when turned into ashes.

At this level, she can no longer be regarded as a human being at all, but Ferrier has not yet been able to take the last step, so the curse on her body is only a half-finished product, even if it is so, it is not something ordinary people can deal with.

Emile was not afraid, otherwise she would not have followed.

Like Emile, Ferrier is also a great witch under the legend. The two sides are equally divided. If you really try your best, Emile will suffer a bit. The problem is that Emile hugged her thigh. This is an advantage, let alone her There are helpers.

"You don't call out your toy yet, or you won't have a chance in a while." Emile looked around and said to Ferrier.

This is why Ferrier hates acquaintances, because most of your methods are clear to the other party, but you still have to fight. Even now she doesn't know why Emile came here. As for what happened before, old lady I have committed too many things, which one are you talking about?

The poisonous insects in the voodoo land don't need to show their shame. Ferrier directly activated the hidden corpses around, and a large group of corpses covered in moss and colorful mushrooms crawled out from every corner.

These infernal corpses are Ferrier's proud work. They fuse corpse poison with highly toxic spores. Just getting close to them will cause severe hallucinations. If they are splashed with corpse fluid, they will be poisoned by the compound poison.

The problem is that everyone is in the same industry. Although these things can't be called leftovers from the game, they are not very fresh, so there is no need for Emile to make a move. The five witch hunters pulled out the silver swords behind them and rushed forward.

The silver sword is not silver-plated, but a special alloy of mithril steel mixed with silver. Not only is the seal engraved on it, but also shamanism, so while taking into account the characteristics of mithril steel, it also has the effect of killing evil and breaking spells. The Yin Corpse is like the one that uses a brick to slap the virgin fruit, with the effect of bursting pulp, it is really one sword, and it does not stop when it is chopped.

Ferrier's face was even uglier. She prepared one or two hundred corpses emitting highly poisonous spores here. If it was an ordinary soldier, three or five hundred would not be enough to die. Even facing professionals, she has quite an advantage. , you can meet your peers.
Witches are already highly resistant to abnormalities, and witch hunting has been strengthened by the T-virus and grass potion, and now it is even more inhumane. Let alone highly toxic spores, it is okay to pick these colorful mushrooms and cook them in hot pot, so Ferrier My blood is gone.

(End of this chapter)