Witch Forest Friends Club

Look, Gambino, you made me the "War Ghost" I am today.

Witness how the weapon you created with your own hands transforms into a "king"!

Goliath's firm killing performance, which does not allow others to intervene, fell into the eyes of Anjaye in the stands, making her fragile and lifeless body tremble slightly, a burning sensation of fear and yearning instinctively rushing in her blood flooded my mind.

For the first time, she felt this old friend, from the body that rolled in the mud and dust, there was a huge energy like a storm in the sky.

Is it ambition, hatred, or dream?

The crippled girl and the injured cub finally crossed the long fog barrier and met again in the cage circled by fate.

Can the king's mind and the wizard's mind build a bridge of understanding together?Or will they part ways in collision with each other?

The two girls who formed an alliance of axes and sticks, are they questioning each other in their souls at this moment?

Gloria, are you for the future of the tribe, for the recognition of the person who taught you to wield a sword, or for the girl who is regarded as the "eye" to accompany you in the mist from now on, guiding you the way forward.

Just climbed to the top of the thundering god, and achieved the invincible blade!

……

The remains of dismembered limbs were swept into the sky by the inhuman thunder.

Under the rain of blood that made the audience scream and go crazy, the originally dense queue of mercenaries fell down like a large piece of wheat.

In the mobile battle of chasing Goliath, the Badger showed off his violence clumsily and ferociously, but he could only accidentally injure his teammates in vain. The human body scratched by his claws was torn into appalling human parts. More and more pieces of intestines and viscera cluttered its claw blades.

Seeing that the mercenaries on the field were killed to death, no one would be spared if Goliath was allowed to kill them—another mercenary leader who thought he had observed Goliath's attack pattern also hid in the chaotic crowd and shot.

When the female warrior lifted two heads with both hands, when the eggs collided together, he actually got out from under the crotch of a mercenary, crawling and twisting like a snake's body on the ground, and swung the two scimitars from tricky angles, as if The giant snake closed its upper and lower jaws and slashed at Goliath's legs fiercely.

Gloria smiled coldly, and instantly raised her foot to step on the two blades. At this moment, a tail like an iron whip whizzed towards her waist—it was not an organ that should grow on a human body.

In order to avoid a direct hit on the waist by the giant tail, Gloria turned around and put her arms in front of her chest, and was pulled back by the giant tail to the wall of the stand, smashing a human-shaped crater.

Crazy William finally tore off his disguise.

The man crawling on all fours on the ground had a terrible change in his body surface. The tail covered with dense scales crawled and flicked behind his buttocks. The strange tattoo engraved on the muscles of his upper body ignited green voodoo flames in the blink of an eye. fire.

"Crazy woman, go to hell! I'm going to eat you alive!"

This madman with two knives, dark green scales spread instantly on his flesh, his mucus deformed muscles tore through his clothes, his feet and hands mutated into sharp reptile claws——and the head of Mad Tongue William , and finally expanded and shaped into a huge cobra head, and the whole person turned into a monster with green scales and a snake-headed body.

The scimitar in his hand also flowed out billowing poisonous flames.

"This guy is really demonized." The old wolf who was watching the battle against the wall at the top of the stand squeezed out a sneer.

Gloria got away from the wall in an instant, picked up a large shield on the ground, stepped on the head of the badger that was rushing towards her, jumped high in the air nimbly, and swooped towards the cobra again amidst the thunderous acceleration of his heels.

Shekou screamed again and again, and she continuously spit out thick green venom towards the air, but was blocked by the shield in the hands of the war ghost. Piles of debris, but Goliath never relied on shields!

In the blood and dust scattered, she violently threw the basilisk to the ground, pinched the cobra's long and thick throat with her left hand, preventing it from spraying venom, and slashed at William's wrist with her right hand circling the electric light. , and then the scimitar, which was released due to muscle paralysis, fell into her hands.

The female Kuang Zhan immediately stabbed the cobra's neck with a knife, and broke all the way down to the chest—then the arm tempered by the thunder and dragon's blood penetrated the strong ribs of the chest, and took out the heart with bare hands.

Gloria threw away the throbbing heart, picked up another scimitar, thrust both knives into the eyes of the two snakes, and slashed vigorously, like tearing a piece of fragile white paper, tearing the entire cobra's head. The leather crown on the side of the neck was cut off.

"Do you like talking crazy?"

With blood splattering everywhere, she reached into the mouth of the snake again, grabbed the snake letter and wrapped it around her fist for several times, and pulled her elbow violently, so Crazy Tongue William could no longer speak, but screamed at the end of his death , left this world.

Then Gloria swung the twitching tail of the basilisk, using the heavy monster corpse as a sandbag and a chain hammer, and swept away the surrounding hyenas.

The venom left on the dead body splashed and fell on the sand and the hit mercenaries, still corroding smoking potholes one after another.

Gloria slammed the corpse of the basilisk into the chasing badger Gro.

At this time, he was just a monster with a blurred mind. After pushing away the corpse of the dead four-legged snake, he waved a claw attack like a gust of wind sweeping fallen leaves at Gloria who was staying in place-but Gloria also slashed and snatched it. The two snake-shaped scimitars stood against him and fought with each other.

The afterimage of the sharp blades intersecting between the two sides produced dazzling and flying sparks. In just a few short breaths, at least hundreds of knives were cut!

The little witches watching the battle on the stage were almost suffocated by the stimulation of the battle.

In Anjaye's view, the tentative confrontation between Goliath and Gambino was already a scary scene—but it was only when she fought with all her strength that she realized that flesh and blood could be so strong.

The badger's body erupted with flame fighting energy formed by burning black resentful souls, while Goliath's whole body was surrounded by condensed blue-purple lightning.

Soon the badger's steel claws were broken one by one—every knife the female warrior swung seemed to detonate a small bomb with a terrifying gunpowder equivalent, until the badger's deformed and thick giant hand sprayed blood upper half.

The monster retreated while clutching its broken arm, and was knocked down by Gloria's fierce shoulder bump.

Then she raised her leg high and turned into a human axe. The ax with the power of lightning struck like a tornado rolled up by sharp fangs, and kicked at the belly of the badger.

As if the teeth of an ancient dragon crushed its prey, the skin pierced through the bones in an instant, and exploded like a balloon filled with sticky gravy—this brutal and ferocious humanoid meat mountain was trampled to burst by the female warrior.

Gloria grabbed into the big hole in his abdominal cavity with both hands, violently stirred and pulled out one piece of intestine after another, and then dragged it outward. Gro, who was dragged by the intestines, had the remaining paw crazily on the ground Struggling to plan, leaving a tragic bloodstain.

In the end, his stomach and intestines were scattered on the bloody mud, leaving only empty ribs.

But the gutless monster that lost its vitality, still driven by the desperate souls, got up and rushed towards Gloria.

Goliath, who grabbed its intestines as a whip, and after strangling two fleeing mercenaries nearby like a chicken, spat indifferently and dropped the intestines that turned into a puddle of mud.

Facing the fierce beast that was plunging down on her head, she inhaled to accumulate strength.

Goliath's whole body was steaming with heat, and the lightning that originally surrounded her body turned from blue-purple to scarlet.

Then she opened her tightly closed lips, and the dragon thunder that detonated with a roar instantly condensed into a high-voltage electric gun that tore through the calm atmosphere.

Amidst a burst of scorching smell, the thunder and raging waves completely shattered Ge Luo's deformed and majestic body into a pool of scorched and crumbled rotten flesh, not even bones left, and the possessed resentful soul was also scattered under the thunder!

"It's Dragon Roar!"

Adele screamed.

The secret technique only possessed by the descendants of the blood of the dragon can be called the oldest physical witchcraft.

In the foggy age when the ancient dragon disappeared, the secrets of the dragon descendants almost disappeared for nearly a hundred years.

"A chaotic storm is coming." Jiana looked tremblingly at the star stone crystal ball, where the originally colorful colors melted into scarlet.

The red color not only echoed the bloody storm caused by Shura in the arena, but also made her see the ominous omen that the peninsula was about to be wiped out.

With this, the Holy Battle of Blood Feast can be declared over, and the rest of the work is just repeating the boring execution.

Until there is not a single living thing standing in the arena except the victorious champion.

Crying Thunder and Fighting Ghosts—Slaying a Hundred People, Achieved.

The winner came to the weapon she put down when she entered the arena, pulled out the legendary ax again, and raised the ax without any blood on the stands!

"Gloria!" The crowd in the stands rolled in an instant, roaring angrily.

"God's Chosen Champion!"

"Gloria! Gloria!"

"God's Chosen Champion!"

"Gloria! Diana's warrior!"

The Gott warriors cheered and shouted this name in unison, just like worshiping the warrior king who has led them to victory through the ages.The samurai instinct engraved in the genes longed for the king to lead them again and plunge into a passionate fight.

The Skull of the Sorcerer, which Anjaye put in his cloth bag, also seemed to sense the atmosphere of the scene and buzzed and trembled. Perhaps many years ago, when the skull was still a living Goth, he had witnessed or even participated in the In the noble bloody battle.

"Are you missing it too?" An Jiaye took out his skull and carefully looked at the mist surging in the dark eye sockets.

The mist boiled and gradually turned into two thin lines, connecting and pouring into her eyes, so the girl's whole body began to turn into a frozen wax figure as if she had lost her spirit.

Elsa next to her was keenly aware of her friend's sudden strange behavior.

"Xiao An is enlightened?"

It was judged that the friend temporarily entered the breakthrough meditation on this battlefield, and the spirit was establishing a critical communication with the deep layer of the nether world.

Elsa immediately raised her hand to call out the shadow servants, who guarded Anjaye closely.

But after waiting for a long time, the deep look in the girl's eyes returned.

"I feel it." Even if it was only a momentary resonance, the girl's eyes under the lens seemed to have passed through the Miaomiao years in the river of time. "The great wizard Yunying gave me something incredible."

"It turns out that the witch spells of the Gotts are as cruel as their way of life?"

Successfully awakening the power of origin from meditation, the girl fell into a complicated and fluctuating heart, but she did not feel pure joy for the long-stagnant Dayuan road to be opened up.

"Xiao An, have you awakened Origin Rune?" Elsa was pleasantly surprised to realize that her friend had become stronger.

"Well, I got the fourth one." An Jiaye looked down at the lonely great wizard in front of the altar.

Can she find a way to avoid the price the old man has paid on the way of witchcraft?

The dusty blood feast ended with the glorious victory of the barbarians.

This is a bloody carnival that has not been seen in the Colosseum for more than ten years.

Caught in the middle of a band of obsessed barbarian warriors, the little witches watched the situation with fear, ready to use their witchcraft to protect themselves.

But their fear was superfluous after all.

Just because their new king stretched out his hands to one of the pilgrims.

Across the steps and crowds, the eyes locked on An Jiaye, as if inviting her to share this proof of bravery.

"See! Xiao An, one day I will become the greatest warrior in Vinland, become my witch!"

For a moment, An Jiaye was indeed moved by the power contained in those eyes.

Feeling her heart beating in response to the beat of the victory drum, she clapped her hands lightly.

At least for this moment.

She would like to applaud this arrogant barbarian.

PS: The new king of Gott has been crowned. Under the leadership of the old wolf, the pilgrims are about to start the real trial.Perhaps they never thought that this storm would be kicked off by themselves.

Chapter 58 God of rebirth, can the girl overcome the trial of the storm?

Little mushrooms are not defeated by wind and rain. ——"Ankaye's Chat Notes"

The blood-stained God's Choice champion returned to the stands full of loyal fans.

When passing by the position of the Cold Lake army, the barbarian specially gave Earnshaw and his knights and servants who were facing the enemy a bright toothy smile.

"Tin Can, you should be glad you're not in the arena."

Facing this blatant provocation, the cold lake knight's face was covered by a frog-faced helmet, and he buried all his emotions under the indifferent lake surface made of iron armor, just silently leaning on his sword, waiting beside the nervous Fanna.

Gloria smiled contemptuously and walked away.

"Xiao An!" The female soldier came to the seat of the Dandelion Squad, and was about to hug the delicate and crippled witch, "How is my performance!"

"Don't come near me." Anjaye stretched out his staff and pointed, summoning a large mushroom shield to physically separate himself from the bloody humanoid female Tyrannosaurus rex.

The girl stared at Goliath who was being pushed away and made fun of herself. Compared with the pure Valkyrie who was protected by the gods under the moonlight last night, the image of Goliath fished out of the blood at this moment is more like a bloodthirsty under the command of the Great Evil God. bloody demon king.

"You killed so many people." An Jiaye leaned against the mushroom shield and asked in a chatty tone, "Will you be happy?"

"I let them die fairly." Gloria also leaned on the mushroom shield, thinking seriously like inmates communicating through a wall, "As for the good or bad mood, it doesn't exist in killing people."

"I don't want the Alliance of the Ax and Staff to become a tool for killing."

Anjaye carefully reminded his allies.

"The king of Gott can be cruel, but he can't get lost."

"I know why I swing the sword." Gloria patted the handle of the ax on the back of her shoulder, her blood-smeared face flaunted the arrogance that the girl seemed to have known before. "The dragon and thunder wrapped around this axe, as well as the pain in my chest, remind me all the time that I am the master who should grab the throat of fate!"

"I believe in you." Anjaye nodded calmly, and the mushroom shield collapsed, and the sincere eyes of the two met again after the wall of fungus withered.

Ignoring Elsa's murderous gaze, Goliath stood beside Anjaye with her arms folded, "The sacrifice has begun, let's witness."

"How we embrace glory."

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After the bloody battle between the demons ended, the pilgrims found that the nightmare of Khorne before them was not over.

Thousands of sights from all the Gott warriors, as well as the restless outsiders, all focused on the Great Wizard Yunying in front of the altar.

At this time, the old wizard was raising his hands and shaking his animal bone witch staff vigorously.Along with his shriveled mouth constantly wriggling, he sang spells with vague and strange syllables, and the bone fragment wind chime also collided with a creepy and crisp echo—the melody of origin where the bell sound and the spell are intertwined, even the majestic The drums cannot be overshadowed either.

The many remnant souls wandering in the arena, as well as the despair and fighting spirit that spread with the river of blood during the death battle, provided an endless stream of blood sacrifice fuel for the fiery voodoo furnace in front of the great wizard.

As the flames escalated, the eyes of the ferocious wild boar statue on the altar were already glowing red with blood.

"Twelve years have passed since I was defeated by the Oga people."