Mystery: Good Witch

Chapter 464 The Ageless Witch

The trigger was pressed to the end, but the hammer did not fall, firing the primer and blasting Tracy's extremely fragile head into pieces while she was sleeping.

Because it has been tightly tied with silk threads that are completely invisible to the naked eye and cannot move.

What couldn't be moved was Angel's right hand holding the gun, her body that was exactly the same as Tracy's, and all parts from the neck down.

Traces of bondage appeared all over her body, creating circles of fine indentations on her already tight-fitting shirt and tight trousers, making her graceful body even more alluring.

The same goes for Klein next to her. The golden-red skirt wraps around his legs like a corset. The flower knot behind the belt is tightly pressed against his waist, and his chest, which is not very tall in the first place, is almost flattened. , the only movable eyes looked at Angel, and received a signal in the other person's eyes.

The next second, the flame of the candle in the candlestick on the wall soared, burning towards the invisible threads around it. In the firelight, strands of very thin threads like spider silk showed their true appearance, but to the two people's expectation, they did not appear. Not afraid of fire, it still bound them at an angle that focused on the two of them from all directions.

Even the silk thread made by the "Lady of Despair" in Sequence 4 is not that powerful. Could it be the "ageless" witch... Angel immediately understood the current situation and activated the "Mirror Stand" without hesitation.

Once again, all the mirrors no longer accepted her spirituality and were no longer willing to be her substitute. Unlike when they faced Panatia, even the magic mirror she carried that was soaked in her blood was the same. !

Klein was also trying to save himself. After he found that flames could not burn the thread, he immediately launched a "flame jump" and locked the candlelight at the other end of the "Black Death". He had to leave the crisis-ridden captain's room first, and then try to rescue Angel, or Ask Mr. Azik for help.

But as soon as such an idea flashed through his mind, bright yellow flames surged out of his body, and was immediately interrupted by his violent coughing. Amidst the firelight, his body was completely unable to move, and his chest rose and fell sharply. He opened his mouth with difficulty and coughed. Globs of dirty blood came out, and the blood was as black as ink.

"Cough-cough!"

He coughed, making the painful cry of Elaine's voice. Next to him, Angel was also blushing and kept coughing. Not only did she contract severe pneumonia within a few seconds, but her body temperature was also rising continuously. The high fever and difficulty breathing made her She couldn't even activate the flame jump of the Ring of Hypocrisy.

Next to the two dying patients, the full-length mirror hanging on the closet door flashed with light, its surface became dark and deep, and countless things inside were layered and alternated, as if connected to another world.

A white hand stretched out from the mirror, stirring up layers of water waves as if penetrating the water, and then came a head with long black hair, a graceful body wearing a simple but holy white robe, and fair skin and curves. Perfect legs.

A young woman with the same black hair and blue eyes as Tracy walked out of the mirror and slowly walked up to the two of them.

She looked at "Tracy" and "Elaine" who were tied up with silk threads and coughing and wheezing with interest, and then looked at the real "Lieutenant General of Disease" who was sleeping at her feet. She didn't see any movement from her, especially Lei Qian snorted softly and woke up leisurely.

"Elaine...no..."

As if she had just escaped from a nightmare, Tracy murmured, opened her confused eyes, stood up from the carpet, looked around, and quickly locked onto Klein, with mixed emotions of pain and joy on her face.

Then, she looked at Angel next to her, and there was only hatred in her blue eyes that reflected her body.

In the end, her eyes rested on the woman in white robe, who looked about thirty, but looked two points younger than her.

"Mother……"

She lowered her eyes and greeted him cautiously but without respect.

"Tracy, I'm a little disappointed in you."

The woman in white robe kept her eyes locked on Angel, replied softly, took two more steps forward, and came to the two people who were tied and standing.

"I know you still have the energy to listen to me, and I have no interest in divination or channeling the dead. So, if any of you tell me the purpose of coming here first, I will let the other one go."

She had a smile on her lips and a girlish excitement in her eyes, as if she was playing with her favorite toys. She stretched out her jade-skinned right hand and waved it gently. Angel and Klein were led by invisible threads and arranged in front of her. a row.

At the moment when the position changed, from movement to stillness, bright yellow flames surged out of Angel who suddenly stopped coughing, and the threads that bound her tightened instantly, but became tangled into a thin ball.

Klein's fingers trembled slightly. Behind the white-robed woman, a ball of flame appeared out of thin air in front of Tracy. Another "Tracy" stepped out of it, holding a dark red iron piece between her fingertips, and an afterimage appeared on her arm. , pressing towards the slender back of the woman in white robe.

"Disaster..."

A mantra in ancient Hermetic language sounded, and as long as enough spirituality was poured into it, this talisman that had been proven to be able to kill demigods would take effect, destroying the first object or creature it came into contact with.

But Angel did not continue, because her hand stopped moving again less than ten centimeters away from the other party.

One after another, silk threads wrapped around her body like a catharsis, drawing traces on her clothes that were much denser than before.

"I'm very curious, what is the talisman that makes you give up the chance to escape and use it on me?" The woman in white robe turned around with a searching look in her eyes, her face was red, almost because of Angel, who was suffocating due to illness, then reached out and touched the charm in her hand.

Her expression suddenly changed, and she quickly moved to Tracy's side, looking at the empty space next to Angel.

The next moment, the dim candlelight in the lounge turned into blocks of color as bright as oil paintings, water ripples floated in the void, and Azik Eggers, wearing a tuxedo, slowly walked out.

He held up the top hat on his head, and then stretched out his hand to press Angel's shoulder. The silk threads that bound her seemed to be cut by invisible sharp blades. They spread out and fell to the ground. Angel's whole body relaxed and she regained her freedom. She coughed and looked at Looking towards Klein behind him, the restraints on the latter's body were instantly released, and he fell weakly on the carpet, using his hands and feet to support his body.

"It's you……"

The woman in white robe didn't pay attention to the two enemies who had regained their freedom. The moment Azik appeared, she locked her eyes on Azik's face. She murmured softly at the moment, with a look of surprise in her eyes, as if she had seen something she hadn't seen in a long time. Meet acquaintances.

"Do you know me?" His attitude was inconsistent with that of the other party. Azik's face was full of doubts and he responded hesitantly, "Sorry, I only have memories from the past few decades. If I have known you before, I hope you can remind me. .”

"I'm extremely happy," the woman in white robe replied with a chuckle. She waved her hand, and Angel's scratching cough was relieved a lot. Klein also got time to breathe, "If I knew they knew you, maybe I will receive them more kindly.”

Maybe you will get rid of us before Mr. Azik arrives. Fortunately, I asked him for help before coming to the "Black Death"... Angel, who had recovered some strength, cursed and activated the flesh and blood of the "Rose Necklace" with all his strength. Controlling his ability, he repaired his heart, lungs and other important organs. After he improved slightly, he immediately took off the necklace, hung it around Klein's neck, and lifted him up from the ground.

As soon as she raised her head, she saw Tracy's pale face and desperate eyes behind the woman in white robe.

"Remember this pain, it will make you grow and help you overcome obstacles on your way to promotion."

Her "mother" glanced at her, said softly, and then continued to look at Azik.

"The last time we met was more than 1,300 years ago, when the 'Primordial' and the 'God of Death' together set off the 'Pale Disaster' in the Northern Continent, and we also fought against the saints and angels of the Night Goddess together. .”

The Pale Disaster... I remember what Klein taught me. It was a huge disaster caused by the God of Death at the end of the Fourth Age. Later, it was rumored that he was killed by the Seven Gods, creating a violent sea that stretched between the northern and southern continents, and even There are also many treasure legends left behind... Angel ignored Tracy's murderous look, pressed Klein on the chair, and watched as he quickly became rosy under the treatment of "Rose Necklace". He still belonged to "Elaine" That face.

No wonder Tracy seemed ready to pounce on me and eat me at any moment... An idea suddenly came to her mind to help digest the potion.

"The Pale Disaster..."

This word seemed to arouse memories deep in Azik's heart. He closed his eyes, lowered his head for a few seconds, and then asked hesitantly:

"Are you Caterina Pellet? Are you already 'immortal'?"

"It is an honor for me to be remembered by the 'Death Archon' of the Balam Empire for more than a thousand years."

The white-robed woman known as Catalina bowed slightly, her tone was naughty, and her expression was lively. She didn't look like a living fossil that had lived for at least fourteen hundred years, but like a girl of fourteen or fifteen years old.

The "ageless" witch, Sequence 3, seems to have a long life span of more than a thousand years, and also maintains a good mentality?

Thinking of the sequence after "Despair" on the "Witch" card, Angel secretly analyzed it.

As for Mr. Azik's "Death Archon", Angel has also heard of it once. This is exactly what Azik himself once mentioned, the source of the "Lius Night Pillar" located in the Trier Catacombs, and the path of Death. Delius is also in this sequence, and he, no, he is probably an angel.

Therefore, Mr. Azik was an angel one thousand four hundred years ago...

Thinking like this, she felt that Azik's back in front of her was getting taller and taller.

"I originally thought that as the 'Death Archon', you should have got rid of the curse of the 'undead' stage, but it seems that you are still trapped in repeated reincarnation. Could it be that the fall of the God of Death has caused harm to you? "

"I, I really can't remember..."

"Really? No wonder that strong, cold man has turned into a soft-hearted person now. The first thing he did when he came here was to save them instead of attacking me directly..."

"Cold, me? Is it because I'm getting older?"

"When you get all your memories back, you will be surprised at who you are now."

The conversation between Azik and Catalina continued. The latter pressed forward step by step, making Azik look painful. Then he suddenly smiled and changed the topic:

"So, Mr. Death Archon, who doesn't remember everything, can you tell me the reason why they came to assassinate Tracy? I think she has been careful enough and did not offend this person who does not belong to the Witch Sect. The 'pain' witch."

After saying that, the "ageless" witch's eyes were firmly fixed on Angel behind Azik.

(End of this chapter)