Witch Brigade

With a stroke of the brush in the hand of the butler, Wood, he painted in the void, which is the secret technique that the painter relies on in the middle and late stages.

This time, the painting did not end in a short time. Numerous lines formed over a few people. Soon, three minutes later, a large witch formation full of complicated runes was suspended in the air.

Seems to be a summoning circle? ! Quinns was puzzled.

At the moment the Void Witch Formation took shape, an invisible traction was drawn from here to the Void.

Vannie Cecil looked up at the silver moon in the night sky that had become a crescent moon, and then casually threw the secret medicine bottle into the witch formation in mid-air: "Go on, time is running out."

boom! Under the guidance of the witch formation, the pages of truth are drawn out with infinite energy.

A half-gold and half-black beam of light blasted into the void from the witch formation, a black void was cut open, and Quinns’ witchcraft vision was fully opened. On the other side of the black void, a shadowy shadow appeared, golden black The light hit the shadow's chest. Quill, a page of the same half-gold and half-black book was drawn out.

"Wh... At the end... Ren?" The words from the other side of the virtual hole were a little distorted.

Quinns narrowed his eyes slightly, and the magical vision in his eyes was closed by him when the page he was familiar with appeared. But even so, Quinnes could still guess the person's identity from the silhouette of the virtual hole.

Duke of Hell Morrison Tigg Hall?

At first, the Duke of Hell was caught off guard by the sudden coming of golden and black light, but with the strength of the Duke of Hell, he immediately grasped the page of truth that was about to fly out.

"Is...water?" On the other side of the virtual hole, the Duke of Hell wrestled with the traction light of the witch formation while clutching the pages of the truth book, while his eyes glowed with scorching black light, looking along the path of the traction light.

And just as the Duke of Hell cast his gaze here, the silver moon in the high sky of Quinnes's dream moved, and a silver moonlight shot into the eyes of the Duke of Hell like a sword.

The unprepared Duke of Hell let out a scream, and the pain caused him to unconsciously relax his hand holding the page of truth. This relaxation didn't matter, the witch formation that had accumulated a huge amount of traction instantly pulled the pages of the truth book and passed directly through the virtual hole.

"No..., no..." The Duke of Hell managed to open his eyes with blood and tears, and looked at the virtual hole fiercely, as if he was going to cross the hole: "I will come to you, I will definitely find I have already remembered your breath..."

At this point, the void shrank rapidly until it turned into a black spot.

Seeing the pages of the truth book drawn from nowhere and the pages of the half-truth and half-false truth in the air merged into one, Quinnes's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, he found that he was shadowed by Vannie Cecil, **** The breath that the duke remembers most likely belongs to him, because this is his dream.

"Look, I told you that soon the pages of the truth book will become real." Vannie Cecil happily appreciated the pages of truth floating in front of her.

The pages of the truth book at this time were like heavy mountains, and the surrounding dream space creaked, and the dream space would be overwhelmed.

"Oh, it seems that the time of meeting is always short. Because you have helped me, you can ask now if you have any doubts. But be faster, time is running out." Vannie Cecil Looking up at the sky, I saw that the silver moon in the sky was being swallowed by black at an extremely fast speed.

"The artist Evelyn Oliver has come to the body of Butler Wood?" Since Vannie Cecil is so generous, Quinnes is not welcome.

"Yes, it's obvious, you wasted five seconds."

"The Lake Mochizuki can distort the divination. I don't believe you can calculate the time so accurately. It will come directly after I enter this specific dream," Quinns said quickly, "So, how are you? Positioning my dream and coming?"

"This question is a lot smarter. I won't tell you the answer, but I can give you a hint. I didn't wait."

Quinns frowned slightly. Since Vannie Cecil didn’t want to disclose more, he didn’t waste time knowing about it, and he already had some speculations about it, but now that time is running out, Quinns continued to ask: " What's the change of the month?"

"It's just the protection mechanism of Lake Mochizuki. It's no big deal. Without this, I'm really not sure enough to grab the pages of the truth book in the hands of the Duke of Hell."

Sure enough, the Duke of Hell.

"Okay, time is almost up, we should say goodbye, and then there will be a reward for your helping me, but don't forget to accept it."

Just as the two talked, Quinnes's dream was deeply distorted and the space was shattered, only the silver moon hanging high in the sky remained unchanged.

The figure of Vannie Cecil carrying the pages of truth gradually faded, and just a second after Vannie Cecil disappeared, the last bit of moonlight of the silver moon was swallowed, and Quinnes’ dream was completely shattered. You, from the black silver moon, shot out a prickly silver light, which instantly submerged between Quinns' eyebrows.

At the moment when Quinns didn't react at all, Quinns opened his eyes suddenly.

"Wake up." Quinns sat up and touched his forehead. The huge flow of information washed through his consciousness, causing him to have a splitting headache. It took three minutes for him to relax.

Quinns shook his head, and after he was sober for a few minutes: "Huh? I seem to hear a knock on the door?"

When I listened again, there was indeed a knock on the door from outside.

Quinns got up from the bed and walked to the door to open it. Unexpectedly, it was the boy Andrea Daniel outside the door.

Andrea: "The captain summoned." After four words were dropped, Andrea turned and left.

Quinnes did not rush out, but contacted Sophia consciously.

"Sophia, how are my two neighbors when I sleep? Have they been here before?"

Two pictures came from Sophia immediately.

"Heh, there is really no surprise~www.ltnovel.com~ In the two pictures, one is Daisy Spencer secretly prying open his hatch, and using some sonic mystery at the door to detect Quinn After Siyou set up, he retreated. The only value of this picture is to prove that Daisy Spencer may indeed be a bard who has mastered a certain secret secret about sound.

The second one is simpler, using the same technique as Daisy Spencer. After opening the hatch, Eugene Lycock just stood at the door for a while and then retreated.

"Wild hunting, a bit interesting." According to Sophia, most of the hunter secret professions have a beast-like intuition, and wild hunting and demon hunters are among the best. Obviously, Eugene Lycock felt the danger in the cabin and chose to retreat.

After watching the two pictures, Quinnes knew that he could no longer delay. The flow of information that entered his consciousness in the dream could only be left behind to probe.

When they came to the deck, the sailors were already standing guard on the deck. Captain Adela Sheridan and the ship’s doctor Caroline Malan stood on the bow, looking at the vast lake in the distance. The various paradoxical fragments left on the deck all show that in the previous three hours, those who were awake were not idle, but there were many things they could not finish.

"Come on," Captain Adela Sheridan said without replying: "There is a ten-minute interval between each segment. The time is almost up. Since you are a summoner, your job is to take your summon Summoned out and supported occasionally, can it be done?"

Quinns nodded: "No problem."

"That's good." The captain Adela Sheridan turned to look at the men who were already ready, and said loudly: "Little guys, show your claws, show your fangs, give those water ghosts a little bit cruel of."

"Oh!!!"