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Chapter 2249: Dark forest (13)

Chapter 2249 Dark Forest (13)

Along with the amazing fire, the blast and the heat wave, the second gargoyle was blown up and broken, and it seems that it is no longer a threat.

Arthur gasped and wiped the sweat from the forehead (he only knew that he was sweating at this time, and the young man who was manipulating the body was really bad!), then turned his head to re-examine the witch.

"The props are good. But why are you giving such a powerful magic item to you?" he asked.

"Not because you are too weak, people can't stand it." The witch said coldly: "This level of strength wants to fight the guys in the Mozu who are called devils. I can imagine your future." It is."

Arthur frowned: "Who said that you want to fight the Mozu. If you achieve the goal, you will leave. If you fight the Mozu, you will not be interested."

"Oh, you will, that is the fate that you can't avoid." The full moon witch, Beatrice, smiled and said: "Want to recapture the person you love, that is the only thing you can do. No one can violate himself. The fate, no one can escape from their own destiny. You think that this has nothing to do with you, just because the time is not yet mature."

"So ------" Arthur looked at the witch with a cold eye: "What are you going to do? Are you a friend of the enemy? Is the Black Death really spreading out?"

"Black Death?" The witch won a meal: "The ancient king, the plague is not something that can be manipulated. Just if I leak the news, I will come here when I hear the news." Meet me. It's all just to get you the strategy."

"You have to pay a lot of money, just to see you? Just to test it? And release two gargoyles and slaps, but you don't do it, just to test the strength of 朕?" Arthur is more confused: "Your The purpose is ------"

"This kind of thing is all right." The witch did not answer Arthur's question positively, and shrugged and smiled: "The [alchemy gloves] I gave you is yours from now on. You are still a little better. How to use it, you will take the time to explore it yourself. Then, if you have already said it, say goodbye."

"Wait, this ------"

"Right, there is one more thing." What the witch had changed out of thin air, a heavy bag of things, thrown at the feet of Arthur: "If you go back empty-handed, you can't touch the nobles. Bring this as you wish."

Not waiting for Arthur to ask more, the witch has moved in an instant, disappearing without a trace.

The blonde teenager frowned again and looked down at the parcel wrapped in black cloth. He kicked and tempted and found that the package was heavy, and it seemed to be the head of some creature.

Arthur started to unpack the parcel, and it was very similar to what he had guessed. The monster's head looked scary and ugly.

"This is the head of the eagle banshee." The white wolf did not know when he got to Arthur's side and said.

"Beddy?" Arthur groaned: "Are you not fixed? When can you act?"

"Just just now, when you talked to the witch." Bedyville replied depressedly: "Although consciousness has recovered, the body seems to be bound by some mysterious power, and it can't move at all. The witch can move after leaving. The witch is so powerful, how is it done?"

The current wolf Beddyville is also considered to be a member of the higher Mozu, but the witch is only controlling the Bediville from the air. First, the action and thinking of the wolf completely stops, and then let the Bediville Can't move. The witch can also easily control two gargoyles and Arthur battles at the same time. How unfathomable is her power? It’s really a fear.

"Fortunately, Arthur, you didn't fight with her. If you fight, you probably won't die." Biddyville said again.

"Oh." The Cavaliers did not answer this question positively, but made a low voice to express their dissatisfaction. But he also knows that Bedieville’s words are extremely correct.

"In any case, she escaped is the best result. Let's go back to the head with this eagle banshee. To convince the group of nobles, the head of this monster is enough."

"Do you really think that a harpy is the source of the disease?" Arthur could not help but spit.

"Whether it is or not, at least it proves that Arthur has wiped out a terrible monster that ordinary people can't destroy, isn't it?" Biddyville smiled bitterly: "This achievement, in the eyes of mortals, is already outstanding. For the time being, let's say that you intend to tell the aristocrats honestly that the real witch has escaped. Is the head of the eagle banshee a gift from the witch?"

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Arthur was silent for a while.

"But to say... the neck cut of the banyan head is perfect. It's exactly the same as Arthur's sword." Biddyville said again.

"Shut up." Arthur hurriedly wrapped the head of the harpy, and picked up the heavy burden of black. He looked at the scenery around him again.

Except for the accident that he had just entered, this hall is the end of the witch's residence. There are no other entrances and exits, and there are no other living facilities for the witch to live here. It seems that this residence itself is a test site. The witch released a message to the outside world and deceived Arthur to come here to see how much Arthur had. In addition to this, the so-called "residence" is of no use, so it does not need to prepare other living facilities.

Was cheated once... ah.

Arthur looked again at the glove he was wearing on his left hand. The witch called this "alchemy glove", but this thing seems to have a miracle, can create a crystal shotgun out of nothing. Crystallized shots of sufficient size can also trigger an explosive explosion. This stuff can't be used in front of humans. Especially in the environment of hunting witches and wizards everywhere, Arthur's power to use alchemy gloves in front of people will immediately be regarded as a wizard. The pursuit of the Holy See. But in the absence of other people in the situation, in the face of the powerful Mozu, this alchemy glove is estimated to play a very amazing destructive power.

Arthur was here to hunt the witch. The witch who looks like his mother sent him such a powerful magic device. This is really...

Arthur, who was boring all the way, went out with the Bedieville from the back door of the cave, and it took about ten minutes to reach the exit. There are no enemies in the Black Forest. He and the Great White Wolf easily crossed the forest and arrived in the nearby village half an hour later.

There, a group of people have been waiting for the torch. From the perspective of these people armed, it should be the mercenaries employed by the local aristocracy. Arthur single-handedly (in fact, with a wolf) entered the Black Forest to "hunted the witch", which seemed to cause a lot of commotion in the local area. The people in the village were afraid of Arthur's behavior and alerted the witch. In order to protect themselves, they hired this large group of mercenaries to wait on the edge of the village to guard against the counterattack from the monsters in the Black Forest.

Their fears are of course superfluous.

"Amazing adults, is the situation inside?" The mercenary leader took the trepidation and asked, "Where is the witch... is it destroyed?"

Arthur did not speak, but raised the black cloth bag and threw it at the mercy's feet.

The mercenary untied the cloth bag and saw the head of the eagle banshee inside. His face looked blank: "This is more than a witch... This seems to be a monster called a banshee?!"

"It seems to be." Arthur was too lazy to explain, and replied casually: "In any case, the magic in the Black Forest has been wiped out. If you don't worry, you can bring another team to clear the field, even though I don't think it is inside." What else is worth hunting."

The mercenaries looked at each other and the incredible expressions were portrayed on their faces, and they could not be hidden. Arthur alone destroyed the horrible monster, but his body was almost injurious. The only injury was the one that was worn along with the clothes on the boy's chest. But the injury was only a small amount of bruises, and there was no bleeding.

The eagle owl is a terrible monster. In addition to tearing the prey into pieces with swift and unimaginable speed, it will use screams to break the human eardrum and let people die.

How did the boy escape the screaming attack of the harpy, and cut off the head of the harpy? For these people, it is enough to try to understand this problem.

"Here, please, Master Aslan. The bath water and clean bed are ready for you." An old man who looks like a village chief said: "Please rest in the village tonight. Tomorrow we will I will send someone to contact the Lord of the Lord and report your deeds truthfully."

"Okay." Arthur, who was in a complicated mood, did not want to explain more to these people. He left the group of mercenaries and walked away with the village chief. Although the bath water is hot enough and the bed is soft, it should be the best hospitality that can be brought out in this village. But that night, Arthur slept not well.

The same night, somewhere.

The woman looked at it all with a crystal ball, and she thoughtfully observed the blond teenager who was sleeping in bed.

Behind her is a knight in black armor, tall and burly. The Cavaliers waited for a long time, only to whisper: "Is it so concerned about him, Iglian?"

"Of course." The woman replied: "Don't you care, dear."

The knight and the firm face of the knight wearing black armor did not have any emotional ups and downs. He replied coldly: "He is not the real Arthur, nor our son. Arthur has been dead for more than 900 years, you It doesn't matter if I care now."

"Despite this." The woman sighed again: "I am so passionate about myself. I just hope that he will succeed this time, Uther."

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