Our family is in decline

"Hmph!" The bald wizard looked disdainful when he saw that the visitor was just an ordinary person, and called instead, "Give me Catherine's backpack."

It can only be said that common enemies are the easiest to unite. Even if Catherine wanted to get rid of the bald head, she did not cause trouble at this time, but pointed the backpack behind her at the bald head.

This situation naturally attracted the attention of Geralt and the others, and regardless of Disma, a passerby who accidentally broke in, they rushed forward to stop them.

But before he could get up, they discovered that the bald wizard was holding a wooden box in his hand and opening it toward them.

There was a strange statue placed inside. A man surrounded by strange tentacles was carved on the stone base. He looked like a gentleman in a suit and ties, but his expression was crazy and his posture was twisted.

The statue is as black as ink, deeper than the night, but it seems to have some kind of power. As soon as this thing is taken out, it attracts people to look at it uncontrollably.

Just one glance at the statue's appearance seemed to be imprinted in his brain, and the statue even came to life in his mind.

wrong!

He became the person in the statue, and the tentacles around him seemed to come alive...

Disma was already on high alert, and because of the greater distance and his tempered will, he was able to get rid of the influence of the statue as soon as possible.

However, the wizard's methods made him realize that something was wrong, and he quietly retreated behind everyone.

"Evil, get out of my mind!"

At this moment, the nun shouted loudly, and the fireworks in Tamara's hand skyrocketed, seeming to reveal the nun's overwhelming anger.

Her devout will allowed her to resist the strange power coming from the statue, but instead of rushing forward, she raised her hand to cast divine spells.

"May the Holy Flame protect you."

The light fell on Geralt and Tamara and awakened them. The brief hallucination put them under great pressure. When they woke up, their expressions revealed a hint of panic.

You must know that both of them are extraordinary beings with considerable qualifications, which shows how terrifying the power of the statue is.

However, Geralt had lived for such a long time, and he quickly suppressed the uneasiness in his heart. He just looked at the stern face of the bald wizard again with a hint of dignity.

But he didn't retreat, but rushed forward, unable to give him any more time.

But at this time, the bald wizard was not afraid of the charging demon hunter, and he still had a strange smile on his face.

This reaction made Tamara a little uneasy. The power revealed by that statue was obviously not that simple.

Two treatments of holy power made her injuries much better. At this time, she didn't care to hold back. The crystal ball in her hand seemed to be flowing with stars, and there seemed to be a force in the starry sky blessing Geralt.

Geralt's physique was originally far superior to that of ordinary people. After receiving the blessing, he became even more brave. He approached in three steps and two steps, and already swung his sword smoothly...

The statue in the bald wizard's hand is not a mortal thing, but something he recovered from an ancient ruins where evil gods were worshiped when he was young.

To be honest, when he first got it, even he couldn't control himself and turned over.

Extraordinary people usually take a more cautious approach when dealing with these items of unknown power. Even he, a strange wizard, can only seal them away and put them aside. He still has his usual bone furnace and triangular pendant in his hand.

It wasn't until this trip that he contracted a more powerful being, and with the help of that person's power, he was able to glimpse the power of the statue.

But now I can finally use one or two!

"Jie Jie Jie!" The bald wizard laughed wildly and raised the statue in his hand, "Taste the power of the abyss!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a terrifying force tore apart the barrier between reality and void, forming a crack like a broken mirror...

"Be careful!" The crystal ball in Tamara's hand became unstable and gave a strong warning.

Geralt was not a novice, so he noticed this without reminding him. At this time, he no longer had the time to dodge, so he could only cast the Seal of Quen to generate a shield in front of him.

The next second, a thick purple-black tentacle swung out from the gap and shot towards Geralt who was rushing towards him.

The moment the two came into contact, the shield broke, and Geralt was shot away like a cannonball. He flew nearly ten steps in the air before landing.

And this terrifying force had not been completely eliminated. The moment he touched the ground, he rolled uncontrollably on the ground for several times like a thrown rag doll before stopping.

However, Geralt seemed to have lost his reaction and lay on the ground, his life and death unknown.

This scene completely shocked Tamara, and she couldn't help but stop breathing. You must know that this is a master-level demon hunter, can't he even bear it?

The most powerful move on my side was blocked instantly. How to fight this?

run! This was the first reaction in her mind.

But not everyone reacted like her. When the nun saw this scene, she burst out with even stronger power. Her devout faith made it impossible for her to allow such a blasphemous thing to appear in the world.

"Get the blasphemy out of our world!"

The nun raised the hammer, and a dazzling light erupted from it, turning into a bolt of lightning and hitting the tentacle extending from the void.

Tamara couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope when she saw this scene. After all, the church has such a big name, so it should...

But in the next second, the hope was as fleeting as the flash, because no scars could even be seen on the tentacles when the magic hit them.

This force actually angered the tentacle, and then Tamara spied a desperate scene.

I saw countless eyeballs cracked on the tentacles, and between the eyeballs, there were countless big mouths cracked open, revealing sharp teeth and an abyss-like interior.

Thousands of eyes and mouths instantly appeared above the tentacles. Even Tamara, who was familiar with the world's extraordinary creatures, could not identify what it was. Some of it was only fear and despair of the unknown.

The extreme emotions exuding from her body seemed to attract the attention of the tentacles. The next second, the eyeballs all turned like bones, locking on them as if they were conscious, and then the mouths almost simultaneously let out an indescribable scream.

A suffocating darkness surged in, and the flames on the torch in his hand were suppressed, leaving only a faint flame swaying, as if it would be extinguished in the next second.

And at this moment, the tentacle continued to stretch out. No one knew how long it was, and it seemed to be in front of them in an instant, ignoring the distance.

The pressure in Tamara's heart was rising like crazy, but this scene broke her will in an instant. She dropped the torch in her hand and chose to turn around and run towards her carriage, shouting frantically.

"We can't beat him, let's run away!"

And the one who was faster than her was Disma. The method of summoning evil things from the void immediately made him aware that something was wrong. He had no intention of staying at all and quickly came to the small place Geralt left before. The mare next to her jumped up onto the horse's back.

"Just hold on a little longer and I'll find someone to save you!"

Disma didn't fire a single shot. He just left a word as if he was frightened, then grabbed his horse and ran towards Hamlet.

The nun was also under tremendous pressure due to the influence of the tentacles, but her devout faith provided support for her soul. She has not yet fallen or escaped.

"The night is dark and lightless, indeed..."

After saying that, she hung the hammer back on her waist, leaned over to pick up the extinguished torch, with a resolute face, and roared in a decisive voice, "But the holy flame is still burning brightly!"

As she shouted, the torch that was about to be extinguished suddenly became extraordinarily strong, and a terrifying power erupted directly around the nun. It seemed to form a smooth sanctuary against the darkness.

Just when she said these words, the tentacle came in front of her, but when the tentacle reached into it, it burned without any warning.

This time, the tentacles suddenly retracted as if touching a flame and then twisted wildly. You could see the eyeballs on them burst and leaking purple-black pus, and the mouthparts were roaring crazily.

Needless to say, you can know the anger revealed in it. The tentacles swung wildly, and the next second they rolled towards the wizard who summoned it.

Why are extraordinary powers considered sinister by many extraordinary beings?

Because humans try to control what they don’t understand, and they are much more powerful.

And the bald wizard obviously didn't expect this scene. The negative consequences of the tentacle's backlash appeared immediately. This thing seemed to be out of control...

He didn't have the ability before, and he didn't have time to study it when he was being chased along the way. To be honest, he was forced to use this item in the first place.

It was originally used in a hurry, but now he was a little scared when this happened. His small body couldn't bear it.

He tried his best to drive the statue to control the tentacles, but this thing was obviously not a controller, but more like a summoning material.

Just call, and you can't control the rest.

It's like you can call your dad to come over, but it's impossible to command your dad.

It's just that after dealing with these things for a long time, he also understands the reasons for losing control.

The existences in the alien void are all greedy. They respond to the call because they can provide sacrifices that satisfy them.

If it was able to swallow three people just now, it was considered a happy cooperation, but now it is frustrated and is eager to get sacrifices to make up for it.

It has no concept of teammates and enemies. Everything present is its food.

The solution is also very simple, that is, just offer a sacrifice to calm down the anger, and then use the power of the statue to communicate.

So who is the sacrifice?

All three of them stayed away, and one of them ran away.

The bald wizard seemed to have thought of something. As long as he calmed down the tentacles, he could kill three people with them. The benefits would be much greater than sacrificing a servant!

The only sacrifice is...

Just when the bald man was about to take action, he felt a sudden sharp pain behind him. He looked down and saw a familiar dagger penetrated his chest, revealing the blood-stained tip.

"Am I the last sacrifice..."

Before he could react, the dagger was drawn out, and the severe pain took away the consciousness of his body and also took away his strength.

Except for some special factions, most of the wizard's body is still relatively fragile, and sometimes it only takes one knife to kill them.

When he fell, Catherine was revealed holding a murderous blade behind her. It seemed that she was also aware of the situation, and her understanding of her master allowed her to take action in advance.

Catherine did not dare to touch the statue, but she did not hesitate to reach out and pull off the triangular pendant from the wizard's chest.

"It's mine..."

Just when Catherine's face was filled with joy, a sudden change occurred. The wizard reached out and grabbed the triangular pendant, and there was a strange smile on his raised face.

"If it had been before, I might have let you succeed. It's a pity that you don't know what my new contract is..."

"Ah!" Catherine exclaimed. Greed led her to try hard to snatch away the pendant, but it was difficult. The power of this dead ghost was beyond her understanding.

But the most important thing she lacked after following the wizard for so long was ruthlessness. A touch of ruthlessness appeared on her face, but before the wizard could finish speaking, the dagger in his hand was slashed on the wizard's head.

But the next horrific scene happened in front of Catherine. The wound cut by the ritual dagger healed in a short time.

She has been with the bald wizard for so many years and has never seen this kind of ability. What kind of monster is he contracting with this time?

"Jie Jie Jie!" The bald wizard was not in a hurry. He wanted to slowly torture this traitor...

It's just that they seemed to have overlooked something at this moment?

The frantic tentacles swung over, and Catherine squatted down subconsciously. Instead, the bald wizard was rolled up, and the countless mouthparts on it instantly bit the flesh and blood body.

"Damn it! Let me go, I am the master!" At this time, the bald head could only ignore Catherine. He raised his hand to hold the triangular pendant and began to resist the backlash of the tentacle.

Catherine didn't dare to snatch it anymore. She squatted down just in time to see the bone furnace that had just fallen to the ground. She picked it up and ran away from it.

But she seemed to have forgotten something. The bald wizard would not allow the traitor to escape, and directly touched the ritual in her body. She was still running and froze and fell to the ground unresponsive.

Tamara on the other side originally planned to run away, but something happened to her horse, and she was frightened to the point of paralysis by the appearance of the tentacles.

This horse is no ordinary horse, but a hybrid horse with a trace of extraordinary creature blood, but it is this blood that allows it to feel the strange movements from the void.

On the contrary, the little mare that Geralt brought before was free from fear because ordinary horses cannot sense spirituality, and it is difficult for the brain to understand this scene.

Sometimes I don't know or understand, but I'm lucky, even if she keeps urging me, it's useless.

She knew that a carriage without horses was a prison, but she was reluctant to give up the carriage. Greed actually made her regain some sense.

When she was anxious, the nun's magic forced the tentacles away, and then there was an inexplicable internal strife between the bald head and the servant.

On their side, Geralt stood up in a half-kneeling posture with his sword in hand, and blood could still be seen flowing out of the corner of his mouth.

He's not dead yet...

The blow just now was really terrifying. Fortunately, the shield formed by Quen's seal absorbed most of the damage, but even the remaining power was enough to force him into a desperate situation. If it weren't for his special physique as a demon hunter, he would have been killed directly. It was taken.