Witch Forest Friends Club

The people who fled in a hurry, their clothes, property and unfortunate fate, together with the wreckage of carts and wagons, were scattered along the route of their hasty escape.

Then the mist engulfed the traces of people's past life here, turning everything into rusty and decayed funerary objects—the star rocks left here were also dim, like fossils buried deep in the ground and lost their brilliance of life.

On the fog-shrouded houses and lampposts, there are still dried corpses hanged, exposing the damaged intestines, allowing the crows to flock to peck, probably the masterpieces of the pests that occupy the ruins as their nests.

And the nameless team that came to exterminate the pests was already lurking near the bushes outside the town, watching the situation inside the ruins under the protection of the concealment barrier.

"Miss 'Poisonous Capita', the fog here is not yet uninhabitable." The white-haired swordsman Ryan stood on the trunk of a dead tree and looked into the distance. "It seems that the thieves have been entrenched in the abandoned mining area for a long time."

"Probably someone has been spreading rumors in Shuangcheng Port to prevent others from recovering the town, so that they can move more easily."

Several mice had already gathered at Anjaye's feet, and she was planting a special fungal colony on the mice. Melsa lay on her shoulder and squinted down at the mice—showing an awkward look of wanting to have fun but feeling dirty .

The girl raised her head with her staff in her arms, and noticed that the teammates sent to scout the enemy had returned.Accompanied by an invisible wave rippling from the enchantment that merged into the mist, the female warrior who returned through the mist wall quietly appeared from the "mist cloak".

"I found the enemy's secret whistle." Goliath, who had just sneaked into the ruins, had spots of scarlet blood on her face.

"You didn't trigger the enemy's alarm, did you?" An Jiaye frowned and looked at Goliath, who smelled of fresh blood.

"Of course not. There are two in the town, two in the warehouse, and three in the mining area. I have solved them all."

Gloria is rightfully proud of her stealth skills, as long as she kills them all, no one will find out.

Well, Anjaye shook his head helplessly.The female barbarian regarded the investigation as a covert hunting operation, and completed it with ruthless and efficient means.

"Before they find the corpse." Anjaye turned around and summoned the Dreadclaw hiding in the forest to carry the captives. "Let's quickly arrange a battle plan."

"According to Steel Mane and the others, the mine entrance is in front of it, and an exit has been dug on the lakeshore behind the mine highlands, which is connected to a pier on the river beach."

"In the past, the wharf was used to transport ore by water, and the smuggling gangs used this wharf to transport black market commodities and looted things to the borders of the kingdom, and even the city-states in the north."

"It seems that the uncle at the border of the Black Marsh can't completely control the inner river." Gloria sneered and threw the dagger in her hand, "I have figured out the route to the mine, are you ready to attack?"

"I don't want to go down the mine easily." An Jiaye shook his head decisively.

"A bunch of bandits and hooligans, what's there to be afraid of?" Gloria went over to unload the lifeless captives from the Dreadclaw, and spat disdainfully, "Their bandits are still in our hands."

"The terrain in the mine is unknown, there may be poisonous gas and traps, and it is related to the dark wizard. I don't know what enemies are hiding. It is difficult to control the risk if I rush in. And didn't 'Bristle' Buck explain?"

An Jiaye looked back at the bandit leader who was kicked awake by Goliath and was struggling in severe pain. After stripping off the majestic armor and leaving it to the villagers, this vicious bankrupt knight was like a dead fat pig whose skin had been pulled out , only his fat flesh was left to resist the cold fog of the night.

"They agreed to 'deliver the goods' at night, and there is no guarantee that the news of the robbers' defeat will not come back. If you want to catch the gang of human traffickers behind the scenes, you'd better think of a safe way to catch them all."

Gloria spread her hands rather boredly and asked.

"What can you do? I just want to rush in and chop off their heads."

Anjaye just wanted to raise his staff and hit the barbarian's head full of violence.

"Compared to the enemy's trap, you, a dangerous element, are more destructive. If you cause a collapse inside and bury us alive, it will be more dangerous."

"Miss Poisonous Capsicum is right." Ryan also agreed with indifference, "Although the Gotts are brave, they are also cunning. Even if it is hunting, there should be more methods that can be used."

"How about asking 'Poisonous Capitol' to put on a mist cloak for you and sneak in?" Gloria suggested maliciously, "With your sword skills, you can kill them all secretly without being discovered."

"My personal style likes dignified challenges." The trainee brave held the small round glasses on the bridge of his nose, and seriously refused, "I'm not good at thieves."

Anjaye reached out and touched the cat on his shoulder, judging a safer tactic in the current situation.

Elsa, who possesses the shadow spell, is actually a very good scout.

But now that the situation is unclear, she will not let Elsa, the bottom-of-the-box killer, leave her side—for her own safety, she will definitely take Elsa's cat climbing frame.

"Just follow my battle plan."

Anjaye officially announced to his teammates.

"Bring the goblin here."

Anjaye raised his staff, pointed at the green-skinned dwarf thrown by Goliath, and calmly threatened.

"Goblin, I will ask you questions, keep quiet, you can answer after I finish asking, otherwise the end should be clear."

The Goblin, who was tortured by the female barbarian so swollen into a pig's head, with missing teeth and fingers, knelt on the ground and nodded hastily, even drooping a pair of pointed ears obsequiously.

Anjaye removed the mushroom mouth ball stuffed in its mouth.

"Goblin, what's your name?"

"The little one is called 'Stinky Fart', my lord witch."

"Very good, stinky fart." Anjaye was a little bit embarrassed about this name—it was probably chosen by a guy with no taste, Steely Buck, and it was quite suitable for being a dog's leg.

"Now I want you to help me with my errands." Anjaye moved the staff aimed at "Stinky Fart" to a noisy crow on a nearby withered branch.As the black smoke of witchcraft surged away, the crow fell down immediately, with shredded corpse mushrooms growing all over its body, and turned into a shriveled living corpse, "I have cast a spell on you, if you are disobedient, you will die!" Like this crow, it becomes the fertilizer of mushrooms, understand?"

Anjaye's soft but calm tone made the goblin, who was trembling looking at the crow's corpse, curl up even more like a caterpillar roasted by fire.

"Understood! The little one must obey the orders of the Witch."

"I need you to be my messenger, go to the mine to inform your companions, we will wait for them to come out outside the cave."

"If the members of the gang have already arrived, tell them that the one who wiped out Buck's troops is a terrible black witch, and I am willing to replace 'Bristle' Buck to complete the deal with them."

"If they don't agree, you can delay as long as possible, understand?"

After the goblin frantically kowtowed to express his understanding, Anjaye and his party escorted it and "Bristle" Buck to the ruins of the town.

Arriving at the empty mine area, after putting the goblin in, the three fungus mice controlled by Anjaye also secretly followed the goblin into the mine. , are parasitized by tiny weird mushrooms.

Anjaye took out the witch spell bell from her pocket - this bell was given to her by Ludir's mentor, which has an extremely clever magic power amplification effect. The surface of the bell is engraved with complicated ancient style runes and From the pattern of branches and buds, it can be seen that this small magic tool also inherits some kind of long history.

Accompanied by the girl's incantation quietly chanting, the quiet tone of the bell was stirred up, and the invisible mantra centered on the girl turned into rippling ripples and spread to the entire abandoned mining town.

Soon, from every corner of the collapsed building and the gutter full of rubbish, the small and eerie figures of the rats emerged—hundreds, thousands, and the huge rats left the shelter of the shadows. Mighty climbed up the street, as long as their keen little ears heard the ringing of the bell, they were trapped by Anjaye's powerful enchantment spell, and turned into walking corpses controlled by the spell power, turning into waves of waves The rat wave rushed into the outskirts of the mining area, and bowed to their new owner.

Anjaye's experiment of manipulating mice was a great success - Goliath cleared out the secret sentries in the town, and the little witch can also call this army without any scruples.

The girl didn't expect that there were so many mice hiding in the small town. As the bell continued to excite, a large group of crows also clattered and landed on the rocks and buildings near the mine exit, gathering more and more, as if waiting for a moment A guest at a rotten feast.

Ryan, who was leaning against the gate of the mining area and waiting with his sword, looked at the air and land army formed by the dense crows and sea of ​​rats nearby, and questioned indifferently: "Miss Poisonous Capsicum, are you really an ordinary wandering witch? Why do I feel that you Like a black witch."

"Secret." Anjaye also replied coldly, "I have a way to drive out all the pests entrenched in the mine, but in order to prevent them from escaping, apprentice Mr. Brave, I will trouble you to guard the front door alone."

Compared with the mouse agent team convened in cooperation with Jana before.

Anjaye, who has learned the curse of the Gotts, has been able to enslave an army of demons by himself.

The rat troop is ready to go, suppressing the manic impulse eroded by the witchcraft, and is ready to rush into the mine at any time when the master gives an order.

"Goliya, take this robber knight." Anjaye tapped the head of the crawling pig on the ground with his staff, "Let's go to the pier he mentioned."

With the help of the mushroom appendages, she and Gloria quickly climbed over the unguarded hill, went around to the other side of the lake where the mist was thinner, and found the hidden pier.

Under the cover of the "mist cloak", they easily sneaked into the storage area where the cargo boxes piled up on the pier. The female warrior threw the "steel bristle" Buck in her hand to the corner of the cargo box, took out a dagger, and was ready to patrol the surrounding area at any time The bandits dragged into the shadows and dealt with.

"Vision of the beast." Anjaye covered her increasingly hot right eye, and began to contact the mouse that sneaked in with the goblin before. She was not used to this weird spiritual connection, and the narrow vision of the mouse crawling and running in the shadows directly reflected It's a novel experience in my mind and being able to switch between different mice.

The little spies she manipulated were following the goblins and crawling stealthily in the curved tunnels and corners of the cargo boxes in the mine.

Under the guard of several robbers, the goblin came to a wooden door of a cave separated by a wooden wall.

Soon Anjaye heard the sound of heated arguments faintly behind the door panel with candlelight exposed.

"Bristle Buck, they are probably dead!"

"Our stronghold may also be exposed, we must evacuate the mine now!"

The mice quickly bypassed the goblins and the guards, sneaked into the cave room directly through the cracks in the door and wooden walls, and under the control of Anjaye, they separated and crawled towards the beams and the room in the cave.

"Damn it, the deadline is almost here. If we don't get all the goods together, we will be severely punished!"

"Isn't it better to go to the city to find it? It's our world there, whether it's cheating or abduction, as long as you spend money, you can do it!"

Anjaye switched to the perspective of a mouse hiding under the wooden wall. As it raised its head, it captured a long wooden table, and the feet of a group of mysterious people in black cloaks were standing around the long table.

"How do you want us to find it? There are either stupid women or prostitutes in the city. It is difficult to find a virgin, let alone a 'seed'. Now the patrolling witches in the academy are still running around, and if you want to tie a child, you will alarm them. .”

"That's right, if the witches from the academy followed suit and found them, those big shots would be fine, and we would be miserable!"

The topic of their complaints was shifted to a leader in a black cloak.

"Mr. Pyne, you are a powerful spellcaster. As long as you can deal with the witch, we will go directly to destroy the windmill."

Anjaye manipulated the mouse and crawled towards the feet of "Pine" who was standing alone by the side of the table.

According to the captive's confession - this is the contact person responsible for contacting the "gang" and Buck's gang of bandits.

It's just that it's not clear whether the weird title of the so-called "dream sublimator" is a class name for some kind of member within the gang, or whether he really has the corresponding terrifying strength.

"Boss, Buck the Mane's servant, Fart is back."

"Useless bastard." The black wizard snapped angrily, "Call it in."

"What news did you bring back!"

"It's a witch, a black witch!" Goblin 'Stinky Fart' trembled and fell to his knees at the black wizard's feet.

"That black witch wiped out Lord Buck's army!"

In the commotion of mysterious people talking, "Stinky Fart" continued to cry bitterly.

"But she is willing to communicate with adults and help you collect goods, as long as it can give her more power."

"Where are they?" The black wizard kicked away the goblin who got too close, full of disgust.

"It's just outside."

After a brief silence, the black-robed wizard immediately released a black mist barrier to the surrounding room, but he didn't notice that a sneaky mouse had already crawled under his feet.

"You take people out now and tell that witch to let them in." The black-robed wizard sat down slowly, banging on the table, as if conveying the anxiety in his heart.

"But they said they were going to talk outside."

"Then there's nothing to talk about." The black wizard squeezed out dark words through his teeth.

"Really? I'm disappointed."

When the black wizard looked around in horror, a rat writhed its tail and screamed, and fell heavily from the hanging beam above his head onto the table. When the black wizard was startled and jumped up, it Lowering his head suddenly, he saw a mouse biting his ankle tightly.

As the table and the mouse on his feet burst into flesh and blood, a thick and wriggling black smoke of witchcraft enveloped the mysterious people in the room in an instant.

At the same time, there was a heart-piercing alarm sound in the mine.

"Rats, lots of rats!"

"Why are there still crows flying in!"

"Those mice are on fire!"

"Mushrooms! Mushrooms are eating people!"

An Jiaye manipulated the familiar to infiltrate the mine, and launched a round of surprise combo punches.

Let this labyrinth, which was supposed to be in full swing, unknowingly become an oven for witches to make human pies.

The bandits lurking in the depths of the mine turned into a nest of ants that were so smoky that they could only try to escape to the exit in a panic. Worm.

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Chapter 85 There are always lunatics who want to sacrifice themselves, Miss An is worried about not being able to interrupt the second stage

Life should return to nature, and there will be decomposers to bury them.

Perhaps the soul should go to the great source, and there will be elves to guide them.

However, there are always lunatics who think that they can return to the embrace of some great being to achieve immortality instead of being eaten by them as snacks. ——"Ankaye's Chat Notes"

On the desolate pier submerged by the sound of lamenting tidal waves——accompanied by the patrolling footsteps of the guards, the hazy ground reflected by the lamp bracket casts twisted and elongated figures.

Surrounded by the sound of the waves, the narrow bank kept an uneasy dead silence, except for one or two sleepy complaints and the crackling noise of burning firewood.

However, the weird "monsters" that appeared in the shadows turned this neglected peaceful pier into a bloody hunting ground in a blink of an eye.

The fresh breath of life has not had time to vent from the desperate and trembling throat, it flows silently along the torn flesh and blood vessels into the fog diluted in the night—whether it is guards wandering between trestles or cargo box sentries, or borrowed The armed thugs playing cards and gambling with the faint light of the lantern, including the crew of a smuggling sailboat moored by the pier, were all strangled by Elsa's shadow servants.

Goliath, who rolled up the wind and thunder and jumped on the trestle bridge, also wildly swung a dagger sharper than the fangs of any evil beast, piercing the internal organs of the human body and cutting off the flame of life maintained by the fragile arteries.

Under the annihilation battle jointly launched by two ruthless killers, more than a dozen bandits and armed thugs guarding the pier turned into bloody corpses in the blink of an eye. They either fell into the lake or fell into a mess of debris Between the garbage dumps.

The female warrior who had completed the task of exterminating the pests turned her attention to the witch who was walking to the middle of the pier with her staff in her forehand—Anjaye raised the tip of her staff with one hand and drew a rune in the air that caused the evening wind to weep and resonate.

The caster's power to manipulate everything, whether he builds resonance with his mind or chooses power to dominate, is just a form of focusing on improving the efficiency of spells.

As a mature witch, Ms. An's spellcasting style—switching back and forth between a benevolent and enlightened sage and a cruel and arbitrary tyrant does not have any psychological barriers at all.

Witchcraft is just a means, and using the means cautiously to achieve the goal efficiently, coupled with a bit of flexible and concise aesthetics, is one of her principles of conduct.