Witch Forest Friends Club

The great wizard's mummy-like withered face showed no emotions or anger, only the cadence of his voice—it was the grief and sorrow smoldering in his heart, resonating with the heroic spirit rising in the atmosphere.

"Under the witness of our ancestors, will we let it go?"

"No!" The awe-inspiring momentum in the stands rushed straight to the sky above the mountains and seas of clouds, turning into a thunderous thunder that even the goshawks flapped their wings for.

Seeing that the morale was available, the great wizard roared to the sky. The only remaining embers of life in this old and remnant body burst into fiery vitality again. Out of the mouth of the copper furnace surged out, forming a majestic ring of steaming fire over the arena.

Like an abstract eye pupil burned through by fire overlooking the world.

"The time has come!"

"Let's welcome the return of the Patronus!"

The steps under which the girls sat trembled. They looked around in panic, and found that an earthquake-like disaster was approaching from far and near, as if they were stepping on the rapid drums of the Gotts, and they were rushing towards the arena.

Soon the source of the earthquake - a majestic monster shaped like a hill, smashed through the entrance gate of the arena, pushed open the collapsed and shattered wall, and stumbled towards the bottom of the altar.

"It's the native god." Bunty jumped up in surprise, "War against Ozma the pig!"

"It's still alive." Jana covered her mouth and stared at the wild boar god's wreck—a majestic spiritual field like a towering totem pole. "The blood sacrifice of the Gotts for more than ten years has made its undead still linger in the world. !"

This pig god, who was covered in weapons and rested on the Requiem Rock, and accepted day and night worship by the Gotts, once again ushered in thunderous cheers—the whole family of Shanya, and even many tribes of the Gorts, It has been favored and protected by it for hundreds of years, so that its appearance on the battlefield is itself a symbol of encouraging fighting spirit.

"Ozma!"

"Ozma!"

"War against Ozma the pig!"

"Huhuhuhuhu! Hehehuhuhu!"

The passion and respect ignited in the chests of hundreds of warriors turned into surging battle cries imitating the breathing of the wild boar god!

Compared with the storm of the gods and the roar of the giant dragon, the thunder that rolled to the ground echoed in their brave and fearless chests.

This courage is enough to shake the world!

As Gott's wild boar god stepped into the sacred blood sacrifice, the bloody and severed limbs covering the ground slowly floated up in the air, attaching and merging inside and outside the majestic but incomplete body of the pig god.

With the help of Great Wizard Yunying, this long-sleeping corpse is about to be reincarnated, regenerating the majesty that an indigenous god should have!

"Jiana, are you okay!" Seeing that Jiana beside her suddenly collapsed, Bounty hurriedly supported her.

"It's scary." The bagpipe girl was born as a psychic witch, and she could feel what the pig god was declaring in the arena.

Jana gritted her teeth.

"I can feel the irresolvable hatred and attachment flowing in its veins, as well as the belief in burning life for the survival of the tribe."

The great sorcerer Yunying looked down at the pig god looking up at it, and the four eyes, which also only had the remaining soul fire, met with intentions that could only be understood by each other.

The great wizard raised his left arm high, and used the sharp edge of the bone staff to cut a bloody gash on his left hand.

The bloody mouth tore and expanded in an instant, and all the flesh on his arm was instantly peeled off into a thin blood mist, which merged into the hot stove, adding fuel to the flames, so the old man's already thin left arm , and only the fingers and claws of dense bones are left.

With a strong push with both hands, he poured the blood-colored fire flowing like lava from the furnace into the cauldron of the altar!

"It's Dayuan's sacrifice again." An Jiaye couldn't imagine what kind of terrifying spirit was supporting the great wizard to sacrifice himself.

And the wild boar god Ozma, who witnessed this scene below, also became agitated. It planed its hooves like iron plows, its pig nose turned over the bones on the ground, and devoured the tribute.

The cheers in the stands stopped, and the arena fell into silence unknowingly.

Only in the pig god, the rhythm of a strong beating heart became louder and louder.

Even though the fangs were broken and the bones rotted, the respect of the tribesmen for it has not dissipated.

Rather than saying that the great wizard is willing to pay such a tragic price for it, it is better to say that in this arena, all the warriors of Gaut have the consciousness of seeing death as home, and are willing to sacrifice their lives for the glory of the tribal totem.

The flesh and organs of hundreds of people turned into a huge flow of black mist and blood, surrounding the body of death that was covered in sores and constantly approaching corruption, forming twisted and swollen black pustules, filling the incomplete pig god wounds and bones.

"Inject soul!" In the scarlet cauldron of the altar, the blood of the great wizard and the fire of many souls were mixed into the sky, and the breath of those souls chasing their own flesh and blood was injected into the rejuvenated corpse of the war pig, becoming a native to maintain new life God's fuel for life and strength.

Not to mention Elsa who took out the memory shell, even Anjaye was watching every detail of the ceremony with bated breath.

This is a hunting of souls, the most bloody and barbaric gift in the inheritance of the Gott people-the wild souls wandering between life and death seeking glory, showing the beauty of strength and wildness to their heart's content, as silent as the mountain unyielding will.

The tragic old wounds were healed by the black and red blood mud, and the blood flames that devoured all things fluttered on the hard thorny mane.

Those broken spears and iron swords that could not be pulled out finally turned into molten iron and stuck to the fur in the blood flames.

The hoofs dug out deep pits on the hard ground, and the majestic pig's nose breathed out the hot air that could burn the flesh again.

The lost soul of the indigenous god wandering on the banks of the River Styx finally returned from hell, but it still hasn't lost its pride.

Amidst a thick and changing black smoke, the tall remnant body of the great wizard floated into the air and landed in the arena.

He passed through the waves of bloody flames burning around the giant pig, and came to the patron saint of the tribe, where the two ghosts of the old age finally reunited.

The great wizard stretched out his withered bone claws entangled in black mist, and stroked Ozma's broken teeth and arched nose.

Just like when he was a long-awaited teenager, he was guided by his teacher to the sleeping Da Zhanzhu, and offered his loyal admiration to the living totem of the patron clan.

"Old man, let's go to the battlefield together."

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The tragic and moving ballad echoed desolately in the mountains and valleys after the Gaut troops left the settlement.

They took the initiative to attack the dark clouds extending from the sky, so that when the torrential rain poured down from the clouds like the tears of the gods, Anjaye had a bad omen that the wind would never return.

Leading the race ahead - is Ozma the Great War Pig.

Just like its unimpeded aura in the mountains and fields, it turned into a bloody storm and rushed forward. The broken rocks, broken wood and burning blood flames left along the way became road signs guiding the troops forward, and even the rainstorm in the sky could not extinguish it. .

The lower body of Great Wizard Yunying turned into a billowing thick smoke, like a frightening human-headed bird, flying beside his majestic old comrade-in-arms.

Behind the ferocious advance of the war pigs are the Gort warriors dispatched by the whole army. They ride all kinds of tamed ferocious beasts and gallop freely and flexibly in the dense forest and mountain roads.

Gambino and his gray wolf guards all rode on the lightning wildebeest prepared by Gloria, and the pilgrims were also assigned to the care of some guards who were proficient in riding, and followed the silent wolf riders to rush in the heavy rain.

Only the Dandelion team sat in the pocket mushroom vehicle behind the two big mushrooms. Anjayes injected Lance and Bill with "violent takin tendon" again, and with Adeli's "swift technique", the two big mushrooms Carrying the little witches, they followed Gloria's rock leopard at a high speed not inferior to galloping horses.

They only brought two days' supplies and went into battle lightly. The rumbling rain covered the traces of the cavalry traveling through the mountains.

"Look, it's a thundering lizard!" Bounty suddenly pointed excitedly at the heads of lizards with long necks emerging from the forest.

"Lonronda is inside too!" Jiana also cheered and waved her hands to say hello.

The cavalry passed through a group of giant lizards that were marching forward. They also turned their necks and lowered their heads, making thunderous echoes, but were quickly left behind by their former owners.

"Here we are!" Retrograde along the turbulent river, and after rushing into Vinland for about an hour in the rain, the army slowed down and climbed to the top of a densely forested hill.Gloria stopped the rock leopard from jumping between the rocks, and stopped right above the cliff, "Faleng Cui River!"

Two big mushrooms that were happily drenched in the rain also climbed to the edge of the cliff and stopped with a leisurely expression. o(￣▽￣)o

Not far from the Dandelion team, Ozma, the big pig who arrived first, was sitting silently on the edge of the cliff, facing the magnificent scenery down the mountain with Wizard Yunying.

It was at the mouth of the fork between the upper reaches of the Leiden River and the mother river of the peninsula, the Emerald River. The girls came down from the mushroom basket, and what they saw was an ancient wilderness washed out by the river among the mountains.

Let the whole world seem to melt into a chaotic curtain of thunderclouds and rain, and you can see a wooden bridge with vague outlines in the distance. In the beating of the storm and waves, it crosses the emerald river roaring like a vast water dragon!

Anjaye lowered his head in response to the edge of the cliff, and moved his lame foot away from a large mushroom that had just grown up. At the base of the thick stipe, the fungus shaped like a broken eggshell had been completely broken.

The heavy rain washed away the remaining warty scales after it broke through the egg-shaped mushroom curtain and unfolded, completely revealing the smooth white mushroom cap, which stubbornly resisted the shaking of the storm.

Under the defensive enchantment released by the girls, the rain only formed a transparent and beautiful water curtain above the cloak, but even so, the little witches felt that the weather was terrible.

However, amidst the rolling thunderclouds in front of the cliff, there were still eagles chirping in the sky, announcing their devotion to the great wizard.

The army of beast riders stopped and lurked in the dense forest on the side of the hill, and the pilgrims were all taken to the cliff by the old wolf.

"Great wizard, please set up a sound barrier."

The old wolf held a solid and sharp-edged wolf-faced battle helmet under his left arm. He stepped on a protruding rock on the edge of the cliff with one foot. .

As the bone fragment wind chime swayed gently, a thick hemispherical water curtain spread out from the heads of the pilgrims, completely covering them and the old wolf.

The intense downpour seemed to disappear in an instant, and there was silence around the girls, the wind stopped and the rain stopped, and the barrier had become a hidden space isolated from the outside world.

"Remember, in the name of Mrs. Stella, what I say here is strictly forbidden to spread outside."

The old wolf turned to face the little witches standing in line in a tense atmosphere.

"Now, I announce the content of the trial."

"Just ahead in the Perak wilderness, a mission from the north is coming."

"They are composed of cardinals from the Chongxing Church and the holy relic guards from the Holy Palace."

"At the invitation of King Oga 'Altai VIII', this mission will escort the remains of 'Barefoot Choel Bariya', one of the ancient three saints of the Star Cult, back to the saint's shrine on Shijian Island, their hometown, but they really The purpose is to try to obtain the qualifications to preach in Mirage Peninsula."

"Besides, there is also an envoy from the 'Sade' empire in central Vinland, which has been hostile to the countries of the peninsula since ancient times. Due to changes in the domestic situation, the Elector Antonio, who is in charge of the southern border of Sade, , under the lead of the Star Cult, chose to form an alliance with the Kingdom of Oga, assuming the two reached an agreement, 'Altaira VIII' would be able to annex the city-states in the north of the peninsula with impunity."

"All these are atrocities against the interests of the academy, and they cannot be tolerated by the academy—a betrayal of Mrs. Stella!"

"And the cause of the incident is that 'Altaira VIII' unilaterally violated the covenant, and voices against us appeared within the Oga Kingdom."

"The Academy will entrust me with full responsibility for dealing with this matter, and my decision is - to kidnap a person from the mission."

"For this we will unite with the Gotts."

"The pilgrims' troops will be divided into two groups. One group will join the Gotts' troops to plunder the Star Cult Mission, and the other group will assist the Great Sorcerer Yunying to participate in an interception battle."

"And this interception battle will be launched at the Hekou Bridge upstream of the Feilengcui River. We must stop one person."

"That person is Oga's pillar of national protection—" The old wolf looked around at the pilgrims whose faces gradually turned pale, "The number one warrior on the peninsula that you have all heard of, 'Wang Yan Lion' Porfirio!"

Starting from the confession of the content of the trial, every word he spoke loudly shocked the guards of the pilgrims.

Anjaye was also caught in a mess of thoughts.

She had thought before that the purpose of the trial might be to hunt powerful beasts, or fish in troubled waters, to spy on the military situation of the Kingdom of Oga, or even to climb the legendary summit of the gods.

But when the old wolf revealed his real purpose, no one would have guessed that he was not chasing the smell of blood, but going to set off a bloody storm with his own hands!

"Are you going to start a war?" Fanna rushed out of the crowd in a panic, and Anjaye saw that it was not her sense of responsibility that supported her to stand up - the blond girl's embarrassed appearance at the moment was completely frightened.

She trembled all over and faced the old wolf who had revealed her true purpose, her face full of unbelievable fear.

"The peninsula has become a vortex that devours countless souls." The old wolf stretched out his right arm from under the cloak, as if trying to grasp something he longed for, "You are still very weak and cannot see the whole picture of the world clearly. Hong Chao, of course, will be panicked."

"However, in the tide of the times, there are always people who go against the current."

"Those who realize their ambitions in this way will become heroes who will be remembered in future generations."

"I am dismissive of being a hero, but I have the courage to dare to challenge."

In this small world that cannot be shaken by the torrential rain, Gambino tore off the disguise of the ideal world for the little witches.

The name of the "truth-seeking tour" is actually a harsh ceremony to defend Mrs. Stella's will!

"At the end of this journey, you will find out what you have created."

"Crazy." Fan Na lowered her head in despair, tears trickling down her expressionless face, "Why did Ms. Ramir leave the decision to you."

Gambino's calm demeanor at the moment is like a wolf patiently entrenched on the cliff, waiting for the long night to come.

"It's just the beginning, Miss Marshall. We're just giving Porfirio the gauntlet."

Fan Na swallowed her saliva with difficulty and said, "Many people will die."

"So what?" The old wolf looked up to the sky and laughed, as if to him, fear of death was the biggest joke.

"You and I both know that we are involuntarily standing on the chessboard of the Academy, although the chess pieces have their own will, and may bring more surprises—"

"It's a pity that now, I am the pawn with will, and you can only obey."

"The academy won't arrange tasks that you can't complete." The old man walked over Fanna who was stunned like a puppet, and raised his right arm to the little witches. The cloak he raised was like a black and chilling battle flag tied to his arm.

"The Gotts will do their best to help us. Their great wizard has a blood feud with Porfirio, and the retreat has been arranged."

"At the beginning of the trial, I said - obey my order, and I will take you to the capital! This is the promise of the wolf blood warrior!"

Witnessed by the pilgrims with twinkling eyes and different expressions, he solemnly put on the dark and majestic wolf-faced battle helmet——

Anjayeah had never seen him wearing a helmet once.

Perhaps this is a ceremony that would only be held by the dissolute exiles when they were about to set foot on the real battlefield.

PS: What is fate?What is a person who challenges fate?What I want to write is the story of the real strong. They may not have the power to shake the world, but they must be able to strengthen their hearts and say no to fate.

The plot climax of the Rexxar Mountains is about to unfold, and Anjaye and the others will be officially involved in the magnificence of the Mirage Peninsula. In my setting, the old wolf is an extremely core character.Because of his existence, Anjaye has affected the most fragile and hesitant period of growth when he came to Wenland, and his buried clue will eventually come to light with the plot of the peninsula—please stay calm and look forward to it Looking forward to the next trip to Cold Lake, the turmoil in Twilight City, and the final tour of the royal capital.

Body of ashes, walk of the storm.Maybe Anjaye is still far away from changing the world, but the adventure of the Mirage Peninsula will eventually become a soul-stirring journey, and become the starting point for her to lead to the real kingship, Gumen!

Chapter 59 The evil witch wants to kidnap the princess, but this time the prince is the villain