Mystery: Good Witch

Chapter 167 The light that penetrates everything

Flame against flame.

Frost versus frost.

Angel quickly consumed his spiritual energy, used various extraordinary abilities of the "Witch", and smashed into the gray-haired "Witch of Joy".

But the opponent also has the same ability, and even with the enhancement of high-sequence magic potions, the power is even better than his own.

Amid the splashing frost fragments and the black flames that surged and extinguished, the Happy Witch smiled at the corner of her eyes and passively defended the opponent's attack.

She didn't seem to care about winning or losing the battle at all, she just responded passively, delaying time and waiting for something to happen.

"It's the same as last time, it's just you and me, and your teammates are fighting hard over there," the witch dodged an incoming black flame and said slowly, "It's a pity that this time, they have no chance to escape. ”

The words spoken by that seductive voice made Angel extremely angry.

"you know me?"

The witch's malicious intent towards her was undoubtedly revealed, but apart from the time when the Nighthawks followed clues and destroyed their stronghold and demolished the cursed altar, Angel did not remember any personal grudges between himself and the other party.

"I know you even if you are burned to ashes," the beautiful woman with long gray hair said bitterly, and the smile in her eyes disappeared. "Well, this is a good idea. After your teammates die in front of you one by one, I will burn you to ashes as a memorial to Randy."

The spider silk around her suddenly gathered together, trying to bind Angel, but it was ignited by the black flames emerging from the void and burned into a wisp of smoke.

"Randy, who is that?"

Hearing Angel's slightly confused question, the other party suddenly showed an angry expression on his face, and rushed towards her with a frost spear. The moment it was hit, it turned into glass shards, and then appeared at a very close distance. The dagger with black flame stabbed fiercely.

Angel, who was unable to dodge, was stabbed through her body by a knife. The cursed black flame on the dagger instantly spread all over her body. Then the body shrouded in black flames became thinner and smaller, turning into a broken paper man and turning into a handful of ashes.

Reappearing from the side of the witch, Angel raised the "Thirst for Blood" and pulled the trigger.

A shot that was close at hand was deflected by the opponent who was skilled in fighting. The bullet flew past the long gray hair and brought down a strand of hair.

Tsk, fighting against Extraordinaries of the same path is indeed much more difficult than bullying other sequences.

Angel frowned and twisted his wrist to aim the gun again at the opponent. However, he was dodged again by his flexible movement. Instead, his body was too close and he had no time to avoid the counterattacking dagger. The sharp dagger scratched his abdomen, leaving a bloody trace.

Raising the bloody dagger, the Happy Witch grinned, reached out to pick up a drop of blood, and was about to cast a curse to make her enemy wail in pain.

"Wow--"

A baby's cry echoed throughout the park square.

Angel felt as if he had been hit hard on the head, his vision turned black again, and he began to have trouble breathing.

Just like when she was promoted to the instigator, the little spirituality left in her body rolled and surged, and her exposed arms turned blue.

The cry almost made her lose control.

Fortunately, the cry did not come again. Angel gritted his teeth and tried his best to stabilize the changes in his body and spirit.

The performance of the pleasure witch in front of her was even worse at the moment. She didn't know whether it was due to emotional instability or having consumed too much spiritual energy in the battle. Under the cry of the son of the evil god, the long gray hair of this witch all floated up. Each one became thicker, like a moving snake.

"Unexpectedly, that guy also plotted against me..."

A wry smile appeared on her face, and then her fair face was covered by black blood vessels that surged from her neck to her cheeks.

"boom--"

A thunderous explosion came from the center of the square behind Angel, followed by fierce sunlight that illuminated the two of them. "At least...kill you first!"

The witch let out a vague roar, her face already covered with black veins was illuminated by the light like a devil, and she rushed towards Angel with daggers in both hands.

The opponent's unorganized attack was easily dodged by Angel. She moved sideways to distance herself and fired three consecutive shots.

"Bang bang bang-"

The bullet with black flames passed through the body of the out-of-control witch, igniting a black flame.

In the firelight that reached the sky, the twisted body turned into a short black staff, which was reduced to ashes in the flames that had special effects on spiritual objects.

The only trace of sanity that remained made Mitis subconsciously use the wand substitute to avoid the cursed black flame that the "witch" was good at.

Her body appeared dozens of meters high in mid-air, still burning with little black flames that had not yet been extinguished, but it was no longer fatal.

What is fatal is her physical condition and her extraordinary power that is out of control...

Mitis, who knew that her fate was decided at this moment, felt calm inside.

She looked down from a high altitude, looking at the culprit that caused her to lose control.

The headless Megoos curled up in the middle of the steaming square. The second "Sun Flame Spell" had almost killed this tenacious woman.

But her swollen abdomen had already torn a wound, and a black tide surged inside, and a blood-red light seemed to flash through, as if some terrifying existence would emerge from her broken body at any time and descend on Tingen City.

Mr. C, who was wearing a blood-colored robe and the "Rose Bishop" of the Aurora Society who conspired with her, was kneeling next to Melgoose, reciting prayers loudly.

The three Nighthawks were equally miserable.

The young Nighthawk whose left hand was cut off by Mitis still maintained the posture of throwing the spell. His severed arm drooped, and blood flowed out from the wound with the frequency of his heartbeat, but it was absorbed by the black thread floating in the air. Barely spilled on the ground.

Another night watcher had bleeding from his mouth and nose. He leaned against the stone podium with his eyes closed tightly, not knowing whether he was alive or dead. The thick blood vessel that turned bright red fell to the side.

The captain of the Nighthawks, holding the ashes of Saint Selina, had a bloody mess on his chest. It was a wound he had opened on his own. From the depths of the open wound, it seemed that he could see his heart that was slowly stopping beating.

It turns out...we are all part of that guy's plan...

A glimmer of understanding arose in Mitis's heart.

But it doesn’t matter, the evil god is coming soon. Whether it’s the “witch” who killed Randy or the people she values ​​most, they will all die here. That’s enough...

Feeling her body gradually falling, the out-of-control witch slowly closed her eyes.

bang——

The black flames about to extinguish on her body suddenly became more intense, and the witch who had been sentenced to death in her heart appeared in the sky. On that beautiful face, the deep purple eyes looked at her without emotion.

Then, the face was obscured by a black revolver that was exuding the smell of blood.

A shining light that can burn the retina pierced the sky, penetrated Mitis's chest from top to bottom, penetrated Mr. C who rushed towards Megoose, preparing to sacrifice himself, and penetrated Megoose. The son of the evil god who is about to be born in his belly.

The last cry of the "True Creator" in Tingen was shattered by the "shattering ray of light".

　Question the turn system, understand the turn system, and become the turn system.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)