Mystery: Good Witch

Chapter 485 The mysterious “arbitrator”

A stranger actually appeared on this deserted island, or was it in the abandoned camp the two of them just walked through?

An alarm bell rang in Angel's heart, and his pace slowed down, and his hand touched the "good luck" revolver on his waist.

Although the spirituality does not indicate danger, it does not mean that the other party is not hostile. For example, if the other party has not shown murderous intentions for the time being, or the sequence is too high and the strength gap is too large, the spirituality may not give a warning.

Klein was holding the lantern behind her, and his positions were slightly staggered at this time, so that the two of them could support each other without being "caught out" by certain abilities.

"Excuse me, who are you?"

After standing still, she asked softly, trying not to anger the other party and avoid unnecessary conflicts.

When the other party said "I'm finally back", he wouldn't think that this abandoned camp belonged to the two of them, right?

"It doesn't matter who I am. What's important is that you just solved the 'Gazeer' that has been living here, took away the extraordinary materials on it, and are you going to leave here on that 'ghost ship' on the sea?"

The black-haired woman sat on an old box next to the campfire and turned sideways to the two of them.

Angel noticed that her feet were naked under her skirt, and her toes rested lightly on the ground, scratching on the gravel and soil from time to time, but not stained with a trace of dirt.

"Yes."

As soon as she finished speaking, Angel suddenly rushed to the side, and a black flame was generated in the direction she was going, shooting out like a sharp arrow, and then turned from dark to bright yellow, which would become the landing point of her "flame jump".

Having become proficient in using "Judge" to issue injunctions, she knew that there was no need to use Ancient Hermes, but integrating "injunctions" into ordinary conversations was definitely not something that mid-sequence extraordinary people could do.

He is an "arbiter"...and most likely a high-sequence Beyonder!

Angel felt his heart slowly sinking and he hit rock bottom.

"Don't be nervous. Like the people in this camp, I'm just an unlucky guy who lives on this desert island. You can call me Annie." A smile appeared on her unreally beautiful face, "I'll wait for you here. , I just want to ask you for a small favor."

Two sounds like hitting hard objects were heard, and Angel and Klein seemed to have been hit by a giant hammer on their heads. They emerged from the void, still tens of meters away from the landing point of the jump.

Under the pressure, she had to say something to resist the discomfort.

Could it be that the disappearance of the survivor is also related to the woman in front of him?

She secretly winked at Klein, and the two of them were further apart, almost forming an equilateral triangle with the woman by the campfire.

But when the sound reached Angel's ears, it carried an indescribable sense of majesty and oppression, causing her mouth that she had intended to keep closed to open involuntarily.

Snapped.

"Do you want us to take you back to the nearest port?"

"I told you, you all can't leave here."

The woman jumped off the box lightly and walked towards them on the gravel.

"Of course not, I can't leave, and the same goes for you." As if she heard some funny joke, the woman who called herself Annie chuckled, "What I mean by helping is that you guys should attack with all their strength just like they did against the Gazer." I."

At this time, the two of them did not dare to answer the woman in the light yellow dress in front of them about "doing a small favor." Whether it was folk legends or some "counterexamples" in mysticism, it was shown that once this happened If you agree easily, you may have endless troubles.

"Pop." "Pap."

The woman was not annoyed by the silence of the two people in front of her. She walked briskly on the ground with bare feet, making a snapping sound, as if a teenage girl was running happily.

She answered honestly that the other party had made everything clear about her schedule tonight, and there was no point in denying it.

In other words, the two of them almost didn't move from where they were.

At this moment, Annie's teasing words reached the ears of the two of them.

At the same time, Klein also snapped his fingers and ignited a bunch of dead grass in the distance, and a wave of flames surged out from the hem of his windbreaker, swallowing him whole.

Just like the people in the camp... What about these people in the camp?

Angel felt cold sweat break out on her back. Before leaving here to hunt the Gazers, she and Klein used divination to determine that this camp was built by pirates who were in trouble five years ago. However, a month later, they disappeared collectively.

Facing such a demigod, who has just used the "Knight Bracelet" and has not yet recovered his strength, and Klein who has sacrificed "Creep Hunger" and only has his own extraordinary ability, they are no match together.

Only the black cat Wensa and the headless messenger Renet come back, or Mr. Azik comes in person, can the current crisis be solved!

Angel glanced at Klein on the other side, who had obviously thought of this too. He suddenly took out the copper whistle that solidified the spell to summon the messenger from his pocket, and blew it with unparalleled momentum, making no sound. Waves echoed around the abandoned camp.

"What are you going to do by trapping us here?"

Not knowing how long it would take for Azik's messenger to arrive, Angel no longer tried to use flame jumping to escape from the "no leaving" range. Instead, he used words to attract Anne's attention and buy Klein some time.

"Why do everyone I meet ask me to keep repeating it?" Anne, with black hair and golden eyes, showed a wry smile. "I made it very clear, please attack me with all your strength."

"The battle between you and the 'Gazeer' was exciting, but why are you unwilling to take action against me? Do you dare not?"

If the other party is not a demigod, Angel would not mind going up and educating her not to talk like this, but the problem is...

She looked in the direction of Klein. The astonishingly tall bone messenger was disintegrating into broken bones and burrowing into the ground.

Now it depends on how long it will take Mr. Azik to arrive... As for Wensa and Reinette, the two who have no time to set up the altar will definitely not have the chance to summon them.

"Sir, are you done? Can we start now?"

Following Angel's gaze, Annie also looked towards Klein and said with a chuckle.

She didn't care at all about this "little move" to ask for help... Klein's original expectations for Mr. Azik, who was being stared at, were slowly disappearing in the other man's confident smile. He put away the copper whistle and was about to say something to delay the time, when he saw this mysterious woman open her mouth again and said:

"It seems that I need to give you some motivation to attack me. For example... stop breathing?"

As soon as she finished her plain words, Angel and Klein felt that their breathing became stagnant.

No, it wasn't stagnant. The breathing movements of the two people stopped completely. Only the bit of exhaust gas in their lungs that could not be discharged was constantly circulating, causing them to immediately fall into a panic of lack of oxygen.

She had no intention of letting us drag her down... Angel no longer hesitated, took out the "Good Luck" revolver, opened the hammer, and shot Anne, whose light yellow dress was extremely conspicuous in the night.

"boom--"

The luck she had accumulated all night finally came into play, and a bullet with sixteen times the original power was fired from the barrel. The powerful recoil even made her take two steps back slightly as she fell into weakness.

when--

This extraordinary bullet, which was as powerful as a large-caliber artillery shell, hit Anne's fair face, as if it had hit an armor plate dozens of centimeters thick. It made a crisp sound and bounced away with sparks.

Not even a trace was left on the young woman's face, but the disappointment was clear.

"That's it?" she seemed to be saying.

This was an attack that could penetrate "Shepherd's" body with one blow, and even "Despair" had to use a substitute to avoid it... Under the majestic aura of the opponent and the suffocation of being unable to breathe, Angel felt like his head exploded with a bang.

Without hesitation, she once again summoned the "Sword of Dawn" on her left wrist, launched "Flame Jump", and jumped out of the flames ignited by Klein's snap of his fingers.

The bone blade that turned into a dagger suddenly stabbed the opponent's most vulnerable throat when she regained her strength, which was even stronger than usual.

Anne seemed to be stunned, without any defensive movement, just watching the tip of her dagger stab at herself.

when--

The same sound sounded, and the extremely sharp "Sword of Dawn" was like scraping an iron plate. A string of sparks appeared and slid past Annie's neck, leaving a shallow white mark.

Shaking her head in disappointment, this mysterious woman stretched out her slender right hand, grabbed Angel's left arm holding the dagger, pulled her towards her, slightly raised the corners of her mouth, and asked mockingly:

"Is that all? You..."

Anne suddenly looked down. Angel's right hand, which had been motionless, was pressing her slightly barren chest, with his fingertips touching a dark red iron piece.

"Disaster!"

As the opening incantation was recited, this talisman engraved with mysterious patterns and made of blood instantly absorbed more than half of Angel's spirituality, sending out a message that made Klein, who had just used illusions to help conceal Angel's movements, dozens of meters away. They all felt a wave of heart palpitations.

It was the aura that represented absolute destruction and disaster.

Being hit head-on by this force, Anne's expression with a hint of teasing froze, her long black hair no longer fluttered in the wind, and her golden eyes also lost their sparkle.

Later, her fair skin turned gray, and her light yellow dress became shabby, as if she had spent an unknown number of years like the items left in the surrounding camps.

In the eyes of the two people, the mysterious "arbiter" demigod collapsed on the gravel and gravel, turning into fly ash under the night breeze.

The "injunction" also expired at the same time. Angel's lungs took in fresh air, allowing her body to quickly recover from the lack of oxygen in the intense action just now.

But she still looked at "Anne's Ashes" on the ground in disbelief, and pinched and relaxed the right hand that had just used the "Disaster" charm.

Compared to two lifeless and easily hit ships, an out-of-control bishop took the initiative to grab the talisman. This was the first complete demigod to die under the "disaster"!

She took a deep breath, feeling the sense of accomplishment, and looked back at Klein in the distance who helped her cover and provide the flames with landing points during the battle.

Behind her, Anne, with black hair and golden eyes, wearing a light yellow dress, stood less than one meter away from her with a smile.

"It's a very magical power. If it were you, maybe you could..."

She said calmly, then raised her left hand and pointed lightly in front:

"captivity."

Angel, who had already kicked off his feet and was several meters away, felt that the air around him became thicker, as if it had become solid, as if it had turned into a transparent wall.

She used the "mirror stand-in" without hesitation, and her figure turned into illusory fragments that kept falling.

But the next moment, she appeared again.

"Mirror stand-in" cannot allow her to escape the confinement of this demigod!

"exile!"

Anne's other hand pointed at Klein, who also escaped from the camp that no longer had the "ban" effect through a flash of flame. The latter only felt a huge force pushing him away.

"No!"

He shouted, ignited another bunch of dead grass on the ground, and was about to use flash to return to Angel, but the "exile" order made him stay away and unable to get closer.

A moment later, rich colors flashed around the desperate Klein, and he was actually exiled from the real desert island to the spiritual world.

In his sight, in the abandoned camp, Annie, who was killed by the "disaster" spell and resurrected in an instant, was walking towards Angel, who was imprisoned in place, with a smile on his face.

(End of this chapter)