In what age, are you still a traditional witcher?

Chapter 126 Shocked!

The huge square was silent, and the dark crowd was afraid to avoid the blood under their feet, but there were still some unlucky people who were stained with dirt.

The weather is beautiful.

The sky is domed, and the sun shines unreservedly, illuminating the square that has no shelter.

At the same time, human faces are illuminated.

However, no matter how hot the sun is, it can't dispel the sickness and coldness that has penetrated into the bone marrow.

Blood splatter!

Like the remains of flesh and blood after being stuffed into a meat grinder.

Nothing but creepy.

"Are these the flesh and blood of those monsters?"

"What the hell happened last night?"

In the silent crowd, their eyes were rolling, their expressions were startled and terrified. Although they were silent on the surface, they couldn't stop thinking in their hearts.

No one is not thrilled.

Their gazes were fixed on the front, in the huge shadow - the bloody high platform, a row of hideous gallows.

and three positions that are still vacant.

time is not up yet.

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Below, Willard, who was shoved into an exceptionally tragic, foul-smelling muddy blood pool, his gaze changed slightly.

It wasn't because he had a problem with the filth beneath his feet.

On the contrary, it was precisely because of the rotten flesh under his feet that other people stayed away from this area, and he was able to stand steadily.

What changed his gaze was the attitude of the surrounding residents.

These ignorant, stupid, and blinded idiots finally realized what was wrong.

Willard sneered ugly.

it is good.

Very good!
Right now, as the real breath of death enveloped the square and gradually drifted away, Willard watched all this with cold eyes.

The smile on his lips grew stronger.

Ryan stood on the side of the huge eyeball sculpture, in the blind spot of the crowd.

Raphael stood on his shoulder, poked his big head first, and turned his dripping eyes:

"After the trial is over, are you going to deal with it?"

"If killing him can end everything, I don't mind doing it." Leaning on the cold stone sculpture, closing his eyes and resting his mind, he said, "But... torture should be done first."

Raphael retracted his head.

Crouching down, lazily leaning on Ryan's shoulder, she let out a long sigh without knowing what it meant:
"I wish Mary was here."

Ryan waited quietly for the trial of the witch to begin.

Perhaps because of the bloodshed last night, today's trial of the witch seems to have been prepared for a while, and it was slightly delayed than before.

at last.

Accompanied by a deafening vast bell sounded.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The heavy footsteps sounded in unison. Behind Ryan, at the far end of the square, a group of silver armored warriors shining in the sun came in an array.

Soldiers guard several great men,
"boom!"

"boom!"

Ryan was still lazily leaning on the sculpture, and the shadow of the base of the colossus completely enveloped him.

The footsteps of the soldiers were getting closer.

Finally, a group of people walked past Ryan without turning their eyes.

Ryan appeared aboveboard on some occasions that should not have appeared, not once or twice.

However, because these nights, when the silver armor soldiers were about to take up their weapons and fight the giant monsters to the death, there was always a murderer dragging a knife and running from one end of the street to the other. .

When he ran by, he dismembered the giant monster by the way.

This led, if not for special occasions, to salute him with boobs from young and old soldiers alike.

The words "open one eye, close one eye" to Ryan are obviously not enough to explain the soldiers' worship of hunters.

When passing Ryan, although the soldiers promised not to look sideways, their hesitant footsteps and flickering eyes seemed to be expressing something.

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Ryan noticed his gaze and tilted his head.

The city lord turned his hands behind his back, and he stood imposingly among the soldiers, never taking his eyes off Ryan.

"Nice job, Hunter."

Lane felt it necessary to remind him of the current situation before expressing his approval.

"Mr. City Lord, your people are still waiting."

Ryan was expressionless.

"Time waits for no one, sir, let's get started."

Upon hearing the words, Lord Isaac waved his hand, and the soldiers who had stopped moved forward.The city lord put on an unattractive and indifferent expression.

Behind him, Justice Wilder smiled elegantly.

He smiled at Ryan.

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Priestess Eleanor kept walking, and when the team stopped, her brows were already tightly frowned, when she passed by Ryan.

She took a deep look at the latter.

The malice has subsided a bit, but there is still no kindness.

After all, this rude, nasty, savage, murderous, bloody, almost executioner bastard had been there for days! . indeed saved the lives of an unknown number of people.

The Priestess was prejudiced against him, but that subsided quite a bit.

The rest of the malice came from Saint Freya.

Ryan could certainly feel the warning eyes sweeping across his forehead.

But he just squinted and ignored.

"tread!"

"tread!"

The sound of footsteps continued, and the silver figure passed by like a waterfall.

Finally, when the team disappeared from the edge of vision, Ryan frowned inexplicably.

Not long after, Freya, who had walked all the way from Shenting, also came to the square.

"what!"

The screams of the women sounded, and these "suspected witches" were pushed in front of everyone by cold spears and ruthless soldiers.

They were still shivering.

However, some people below have realized that there are contradictions in some places, and a touch of doubt is ignited in their eyes.

Fanaticism gradually faded from people's faces.

What's more, it's confusion.

"clatter!"

Freya stepped up the steps.

Her hair was dazzling golden in the sun, but she looked like she was attending a funeral, wearing a long black dress.

A vast bell sounded again.

"Boom!!!"

"The Witch Trial Ceremony, start!"

The bell echoed, and at the last moment of silence, the city lord Isaac, who had been sitting in the back position for a while, stepped forward.

The long-awaited words were announced.

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Quiet.

As quiet as death.

The huge eyeballs inspected all this from behind, like a cold and majestic god, witnessing this historic moment.

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Freya walked forward in silence.

Facing the suspects, put your palms together and slowly close your eyes.

However!A strange thing happened, just after Freya closed her eyes for a breath, she suddenly opened them.

The round eyes widened.

There was a little strangeness in the silent eyes.

".this is?"

"My lord, what happened to her?"

Someone raised his head in surprise, changed his gesture of clasping his hands and following Freya to pray, and extremely surprised murmurs sounded from the crowd.

A deadly silence filled the square strangely.

until a certain time.

Freya slowly raised her right hand under the nervous gaze of everyone.

However, what happened next far exceeded everyone's expectations!
"You are the witch."

stunned!

People stared at Freya with unbelievable eyes.

Because, at this moment, Freya had already turned around, her back was facing the crowd, and she pointed her fingertips at one of the three big figures behind her.

Priestess, Eleanor Vena!
"My lord priest, is she a witch?!"

"How is it possible?! My lord, don't you beg for blessings from the gods like the saint?!"

Like a bomb ignited.

Shouts erupted in the square.

"Freya, are you crazy?"

Priestess Eleanor's eyes widened, her eyebrows almost raised.

Visible to the naked eye, a rosy color spread down from the face covered by the white gauze, until the neck was flushed red.

"Snapped!"

Eleanor slapped the armrest angrily and stood up abruptly.

She was extremely angry and roared: "How could I be a witch?!"

However, Freya did not respond to the red-necked priestess and the voice of doubt that burst out of her mouth.

She just turned her head away.

"Today, there is only one person."

"Only her."

Freya's voice was low, following her sideways gaze, the faces of a group of silver armored soldiers were full of astonishment.

End of sight.

Ryan stood up slowly.

He caught Freya's gaze.

Likewise, he understood the meaning in the latter's eyes.

"Hang her."

"Hang the priestess, Eleanor Verna."

Ryan exhaled.

"Things are a bit unexpected." The black cat's eyes widened, and the moment Freya identified the witch, her hair exploded.

"Last night, I was following him! As for this priestess." Raphael bared his fangs and muttered in an uncertain tone.

"Look."

Ryan covered the cat's mouth.

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"What are you waiting for?"

"Take it quickly!"

It was not Freya who gave the orders, but her number one supporter, the city lord Isaac who was also on the high platform at the moment.

I saw the Lord of the City leaping up like a frightened bird. He quickly moved away from Priestess Eleanor, and under the latter's surprised and angry eyes, he shouted at the city guards with a gloomy expression:
"What are you doing standing still!"

"Quick, hang her!"

"Isaac! Are you crazy too!? How could I be a witch!"

Priestess Eleanor only felt angry. Faced with the accusation of the most hated person and the merciless instructions of her companions, she felt dizzy for a while, and suddenly felt that the world was not worth it.

"slow!"

At this time, Justice Wilder's expression also changed dramatically.

He quickly stood up and shouted to the soldiers who were about to come forward: "Wait a minute!"

Wilder's eyes were bright, and he looked at his old friend Isaac with a very serious face: "There is definitely something wrong with this!"

"Did you forget? Isaac, you, me, and Wei Na are all blessed people!"

"impossible!"

The exaggerated wig on Wilder's head couldn't wear it anymore.

Turning his head, he looked at Freya.

"Master Freya, where is your prophecy?"

However, the voice did not fall.

He saw Freya shaking her head expressionlessly, and a crisp voice came: "Impossible, it's her."

"Absurd! Absurd!!"

The priestess took a step back, sat on the seat, held her forehead, and shouted angrily, "You are the witch! You are the witch!"

"Freya, you are the witch!!"

At this time, the city lord Isaac yelled at the stunned Wilder: "Why are you standing there!? Get away from this witch!"

"Soldiers! Take my orders and hang her!"

"Yes!"

Finally, under the order of the saint and the angry roar of the city lord, the hesitant soldiers overcame the battle between heaven and man.

They gripped their spears tightly and rushed forward like cheetahs pouncing on their prey.

"No, I think"

Judge Wilder's face was pale, he looked in disbelief, and wanted to explain for Priestess Eleanor.

however.

But his eyes were on Isaac.

Suddenly, he felt that the flow of time slowed down——

I saw that my old friend Isaac suddenly looked ferocious, he opened his mouth wide, looked at himself, and even spit out from his mouth.

"quick--"

The simple syllable was stretched at this time.

Wilder froze.

Suddenly, he sensed something was wrong.

"cold!"

"It's so cold!"

Wilder shuddered.

"This is."

Following the ominous premonition in his heart, he slowly glanced back in the slit of time.

However, there was only enough time for him to turn his neck slightly and glance back out of the corner of his eye.

It was this glance that made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

"laugh!"

An extremely huge monster is "growing" crazily behind him!

What priestess? !The form of "human" is completely invisible.The flesh and blood on her body swelled terribly, as if blowing air into her body, huge flesh blisters suddenly swelled up!
"Oh!"

Flesh flying!
The beautiful skin was squeezed away by the wild flesh inside, blooming and cracking at a frightening speed, forming gullies!

And from the middle of those ravines, white bones suddenly protruded, and the interlacing sound of continuous bones formed an instant sonic boom!
And, the stench, lumps of pustule-like flesh and blood began to quickly attach to the bones that crazily drilled out of their skins like living sandworms!

"Boom! Squeak—"

"Roar!!!"

In an instant, a gigantic monster with an extremely strong physique suddenly appeared on the high platform.

Her feet sank completely under the stage, because the metal table could not support her weight at all.

"Hoo hoo hoo hoo!"

The foul-smelling saliva dripped from the corner of her mouth. The teeth in her mouth alone were tens of centimeters long, like rows of steel knives that shattered bones!

The strong arms are like the trunk of a tree!

Raised muscle fibers, long body hair, like a bush.

"Come on!"

Isaac's horrified roar finally fell.

In an instant, the priestess turned into a monster!

She really is a witch!

Isaac's roar was heard, and Wilder stared blankly at the scene in front of him, trembling in disbelief.

The soldiers also froze.

Hell, the size.

It was twice as big as the biggest monster they had ever dealt with before!
It is by no means the most ferocious thing that manpower can contend with. It is not a monster at all, but a "monster"!
"call out!"

However, monsters don't care about people's sluggishness.

She woke up like a dream, her vicious eyes looked around, and her two nostrils full of nose hair suddenly expanded.

These are all delicious flesh and blood!
"Ha ha ho ho ho ho ho!"

The paws that covered the sky and the sun grabbed Wilder under his feet.

But her head was already twisted.

She smiled all over her face, with greedy breath gushing out from her fangs, and her slender tongue like a python poked out to wash her face.

"Run!"

The crowd frantically rushed to the rear.

The scream is enough to tear the clouds of the sky!

The monster watched this scene with a vicious long smile.

It's all buffet!
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However, at this time.

A figure holding a knife stood lightly in front of the monster.

In an instant, he was holding a man's body in his hand.

Throw Wilder to the defenders.

Ryan lowered the knife lightly.

"Walk."

He rushed to everyone present and ordered.

The hunter looked up.

The four eyes meet with the giant lantern-like pupils.

The monster's eyes widened suddenly, and the ugly smile on his face froze instantly.

(End of this chapter)