Chapter 42

Witchcraft is so terrifying, but there is still time to stop such an awesome ability?

Lin An was stunned.

However, the witchcraft was awesome, but the state of the witch Chen Shuyun made him feel very weird, especially weird.

this person...

As if he lost his mind?
According to Chen Shuyun's words, she rushed out from the yoga studio to find her sister, and then she knew that there was a man in the room, so she hurriedly wrapped herself in a big shirt and coat shyly, which was obviously a shy behavior of a little girl.

But as she began to perform her witchcraft, the hand dropped again, as if she was not shy now.

Do not!
It's not a question of not being shy, the violence, pain, and struggle in her eyes are so paradoxical.

Her current state seems to be the same as her dark golden idol?
Lin An's field of vision was fixed on the entire floor, and he could clearly observe every detail and keenly perceive the changes of every detail.

The wizard's ability to cast spells is cast through this dark golden statue?
Then, when casting the spell, the body switched to give the dark golden statue control?
Lin An looked suspiciously at Chen Shuyun walking forward in a daze, bumped into himself and staggered, supported the wall to stand firm and continued walking inside, muttering about his sister all the time.

She seemed to be observing her room. She first opened the door to the toilet and kitchen at the entrance and glanced, then went to the large bay inside to look around.

This kind of behavior is different from the dark golden statue.

More like 'human' behavior.

With a clear view of the room, she obviously couldn't see any sister.

There was no one on the balcony, and there was no one under the table, and then she looked at the wardrobe on the wall next to the bed.

She opened the wardrobe nervously and took a look. After a moment's hesitation, she reached into the gap in her clothes and fished for it.

"sister?"

"sister?"

She muttered, standing there a little dull, and finally looked at the bed.

Then, he bent down and looked at the bottom of the bed. He felt that it was too dark to see clearly inside, so he knelt on the ground and buried his upper body under the bed.

This is a common stretching movement in yoga, and she can easily slip into it with extreme flexibility if she is proficient.

Lin An's "Youtian Eye" floating in the room quickly noticed something unusual. As Chen Shuyun's yoga pants stretched out in a full and elastic way, the bleeding wound on her foot was stretched open, and the blood more and more flowing.

On the wound, in the vision of spiritual illusion, there was a trail of black mist faintly attached.

It's very similar to the texture of the black mist floating behind the Witch Hunter Knight gathering flames.

This is obviously the damage caused by the Witch Hunter Knight.

Lin An couldn't help but recall the witch hunter knights wearing heavy armor in that red light world. When Chen Shuyun encountered these people, he retreated with only such a small injury?
More powerful than her sister?
"Sister?" Chen Shuyun's sleepwalking murmur echoed under the bed, and he groped under the dark bed with his body raised.

Lin An was a little embarrassed and wanted to take back his vision, but unfortunately he couldn't.

So he had to turn his attention to the dark golden statue.

Huh?
Lin An looked at the red string on the dark golden statue with some doubts. This red string gave him a very familiar feeling!

If the spiritual temperament revealed by the dark golden statue is 'violent, crazy, twisted, depressed, and struggling', then the spiritual temperament of this red rope is 'coolness wrapped in restlessness'.

This is……

Chen Xinmi's spirituality?
Is it possible to think that Chen Shuyun's spellcasting ability was suppressed by some powerful witchcraft performed by Chen Xinmi?

As for why it was suppressed, looking at the dark golden statue full of violence and predator aura, and referring to that oppressive and struggling aura, Lin An vaguely had an answer.

Those red ropes seemed to be alive, twisting and pulling by themselves, making the dark golden statue howl more and more painful.

Countless dark golden blood flowed, and had already gathered into a pool of blood on the ground where it knelt.

Chen Shuyun, who finally crawled out from under the bed, began to walk around the room blankly, as if sleepwalking.

It seems that although her 'core' has been replaced by the dark golden statue, it is her original desire and obsession that maintains the logic of her behavior?
Lin An could see that this kind of spellcasting with a static time did a lot of damage to Chen Shuyun, and her complexion became paler and paler.

What exactly is a wizard?
What about the wizard's spellcasting?

Lin An looked at this strange Chen Shuyun and had a vague premonition.

The witch is extremely evil. When Chen Shuyun told him and Zhou Xiaoxiao about the witch in a low mood last time, many conjectures were confirmed.

He stared at Chen Shuyun so intensely, observing every detail in all directions, and carefully trying to figure out every information about a creature like the wizard.

because……

He is also a wizard.

Even if he doesn't want to be a wizard, he is still a wizard!
"Whoa~"

The sound of the curtains being pulled was so abrupt and piercing in the room where time stood still, and it seemed to be the sound of two worlds with the pouring rain outside the window, making the listener uncomfortable.

"sister……"

Chen Shuyun stared at the portrait in the curtain blankly. Although it was a black cat, it had nothing to do with her sister, who didn't like keeping cats either.

My sister's pet is a big toad.

But, for some reason, she felt that this black cat was her sister.

She stretched out a trembling hand to touch it lightly, and finally confirmed that, yes, this is my sister!
Can……

"Sister, what's wrong with you?"

Lin An's guess was right!
He found that when the goal, desire, and obsession of "finding my sister" were achieved, Chen Shuyun broke away from that sleepwalking state and returned to the normal state of a "person".

At the same time, the dark golden statue seemed to have lost some kind of support, and the raised right hand was pulled back by the red rope, and was bound behind him again.

The corona disappeared and Lin An could finally move. He could clearly see that the clock on the wall had skipped a few minutes in an instant. The mouse on the stairwell outside the house with his hands on the ground screamed and hit his head on the ground. , fell down the middle of the stairs.

The Youtian Eye quickly retracted, and Lin An regained his normal vision again.

"Lin An?"

Chen Shuyun looked a little stunned.

Lin An just pursed his lips and looked at her. His judgment just now was wrong. Chen Shuyun didn't seem to have returned to normal. Her eyes were still full of violence, madness, pain, and struggle.

And as Chen Shuyun's eyes converged, a huge white boa constrictor hallucinated to appear in the room, with huge vertical pupils staring at him coldly, full of desire to hunt.

"That's the black cat I drew, not your sister."

Lin An forced himself to calm down. He was good at doing this kind of thing, even if the witch in front of him looked like a wild beast that had broken into his home.

"Can……"

Chen Shuyun stared blankly at him, and then stared blankly back at the black cat portrait on the curtain.

There was a voice in her heart screaming crazily, telling her, no, this person is lying...

——"No, this person is lying, then this is my sister! That is my sister! You are the most powerful wizard, and you have already cultivated to the point of returning to your ancestors, even if most of your abilities are suppressed by your sister, Could it be that the vision is also suppressed?"

This is the neighing sound of the white boa constrictor.

This python is really too big, its body is lying on the floor of the whole room, Lin An can easily touch its warm scales, and hear the roar of the python to Chen Shuyun.

It was the first time he heard images of people communicating with spirits and spiritual subjects.

——"He's lying, this man must have used some means!" The boa constrictor roared, roaring, full of violence.

——"You care so much about your sister, you have to save her!"

——"You only have one older sister!"

——"Your parents are dead, you only have this elder sister!"

As its roar became more and more frenzied, Chen Shuyun's breathing began to become rapid. She panted continuously, her chest rose and fell rapidly, and the violence in her eye sockets seemed to turn into flames little by little.

"sister……"

Chen Shuyun murmured.

"!!!"

Lin An stared at all this with wide eyes and swallowed.

Oh my god, what kind of operation is this?That snake, can you shut up?ah?
Chen Shuyun actually felt the breath of the black cat's portrait, thinking that he had found Chen Xinmi.

As for why Chen Xinmi disappeared during this time, Lin An couldn't help but think of the battle between Chen Xinmi and Professor Cao. Professor Cao's pistol blasted a big hole in Chen Xinmi's abdomen. (Chapter 09)
But now Chen Xinmi seems to have recovered, and she is following Lao Liu in the office building opposite her office to monitor her.

Lin An's brain was thinking quickly, thinking about how to reveal the information without causing unnecessary trouble later.

——"By the way, he must be a seal master! Yes, it is only reasonable to think like this!"

The white giant python roared.

——"He lied to you, it's a waste of you, and you have been tangling whether helping him to awaken will harm him, hahahaha, this person lied to you!"

Walter?

White Snake's roar was so loud that it instantly interrupted Lin An's train of thought. He stared at the guy with wide eyes.

What?
what what?
Me, the sealer?What is a sealer?
Suddenly, Chen Shuyun's eyes became sharper, and together with the white snake beside her, they stared at Lin An vigilantly and angrily.

"You are not a wizard's apprentice! I actually made a mistake!"

A pair of pale hands tore apart the space, revealing a world of dark golden mist. The dark golden statue kneeling on the ground wailed and raised its right hand again.

At the same time, Chen Shuyun also raised his right hand.

The two hands shook violently.

Suddenly, countless dark golden mist gathered and turned into a weird-looking broadsword.

The broadsword looked like a skeleton with a hunched back, its legs turned into handles, no hands, only a pair of double-wing bones with fine and regular hollows.The wing bones are transformed into blades extending backward from the spine.

But in the real world, Chen Shuyun didn't have anything in his hand, as if it was just a wooden magic gesture.

Only the emerald green jade bracelet on her wrist began to emit a faint light, making people feel that she was entering a state of casting spells.

"Get my sister out of the painting!"

"I know!" Chen Shuyun pursed her lips and looked at Lin An vigilantly, "There is a school of wizards called 'sealers'. I heard that there are people in foreign countries who seal people in glass bottles and throw them into the sea. Someone sealed a person in a cow's body to obtain powerful muscle power as a bodyguard."

Wizards are not a simple group. Everyone gains wisdom from the inheritance of ancient skills and gradually develops their own schools, each with its own direction of witchcraft development.

But after all, we are all modern people, accepting the influence of modern society. The methods of many wizards are too evil and cruel, which many people cannot accept.

So there is the not-so-clear distinction between white wizards and black wizards.

It is often difficult for people to immediately clearly distinguish whether the other party is a black wizard or not, but if they master the 'sealing technique', they can probably be directly assigned to the category of black wizards.

Under the oppression of the witch-hunting knights, wizards not only longed for dark wizards who mastered more powerful evil witchcraft to fight against the witch-hunting knights, but also loathed these dark wizards who mastered evil power.

But in any case, black wizards are a respectful group of white wizards, and they are no less vigilant against black wizards than witch hunter knights.

"Let my sister out!"

The right hand of the dark golden statue was flipped, and the long knife in his hand was raised high, as if it would be chopped down at any time.

(End of this chapter)

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