I'm bound to the witch of death

Chapter 414 414. I, Mu Qingtong, will create a new world!

Ye Lidongjun's mood did not get much better when he heard the news of the K-faced man's death.

He slowly closed his eyes and tapped the armrests of his wheelchair with his fingertips again and again. The magnificent stream of red and blue light centered on his fingertips, like the ripples of rain falling on the lake.

These ripples swept through the military zone and the core area, reverberating like a symphony on the devastated land, as if they were collecting some kind of information, trying to piece together the past of this place.

But unfortunately, all traces of the battle in the entire fortress have been wiped out, leaving no information available for analysis.

The young man in the wheelchair rubbed his temples with a headache. The plan could not keep up with the changes. Now, not only the Dongsheng Fortress has been looted, but the treasures on the K-faced people have also been lost in the long river of time and space.

It would be fine if he died in the outside world, but dying in the long river of time and space would bring no benefit to Ye Lidongjun.

Of course, the one who is unhappy now is Keyan Qing, who thought that this time he could take the opportunity to regain his mother's remnant spirit and make a great contribution.

After all, they, Plantagenet, didn't care whether Sirius died or not, but they didn't expect that they would fall short in the end.

And all this is because of the Q-faced person’s Shihai Hanjing!

The projections of the Prison Temple guarantor and Jiang Qiu'e also fell into the battlefield. The Prison Temple guarantor looked happy: "Although the Q-faced man ran away, falling into the river of time and space is no different from death."

The Q-faced man and the K-faced man molested Jiang Qiu'e together in the Water Curtain Cave of Witch Island. The guarantor of the prison temple will never forget this incident and hates these two people. Now that neither of them has a good ending, he is naturally happy. .

"Until absolute death is certain, everything is possible."

The old man in religious robes looked at the moon on the horizon with his hands behind his hands, his old eyes narrowed slightly, and he turned around and said, "Tian Yuan, what did the Holy Lady say?"

The surface of the long golden stick was glowing with golden light, and it seemed to be communicating something with a certain mysterious being. After a moment, it issued a dull low voice, concisely saying: "The Order of the Holy Commander has taken effect."

Seeing this, the old man in the robe and Euphele nodded. Although they were not sure which masked man was Sirius, it would be fine as long as Sirius No. 2 was dead.

At this point, only Sirius No. 1, who is only a first-level spiritual master, is left, which is not difficult to solve.

The numbers of Sirius are not arranged in chronological order.

Since the second Sirius looked exactly like the first one when it first appeared, the Astrology Bureau could not tell which one appeared first. It was completely confused and had no other choice. In the end, it had to assign the number 1 to the Sirius that no longer appeared. The other one is designated as number 2.

Based on the four-blink star chart data of No. 2, the Astrology Bureau has been able to roughly deduce several trajectory patterns in the Sirius star field. And relying on this trajectory pattern, the Astrology Bureau is confident that when Sirius No. 1 appears again, the two will no longer be confused.

Of course, now that Sirius No. 2 has been destroyed, it is impossible to confuse it again.

"Your Majesty, if you have no objection, this blood will belong to our Black Moon Holy See."

The woman in the green skirt looked towards the center of the battlefield. Where the turbulent flow of time and space disappeared, there were three drops of K-faced man's blood remaining.

According to the pre-agreed distribution plan, as long as Tian Yuan can kill Sirius, he does not need any treasures. Sirius's blood will go to the Black Moon Holy See, his body will go to Lord Ye Lidong, Plantagenet will get a relic of the gods, and the remaining treasures will go to the angel Euphile.

But now there are only three drops of blood left on the battlefield, and nothing else.

Euphile's eyebrows flashed, and he glanced at the blood beads of the K-faced man. There was nothing abnormal at all, just ordinary blood.

Everyone knows that the Black Moon Saint Jiang Qiu'e has practiced a spiritual garment related to blood. The blood of a genius like K-faced man is indeed a treasure to her.

Youphele and Ye Lidongjun nodded lightly.

Jiang Qiu'e's beautiful eyes were ethereal. After thanking her two crown princes quietly, she collected the three hanging drops of blood between her eyebrows with a casual move.

Unlike the blood of true dragons, the blood of dragonborn and half-dragons will quickly lose activity after leaving the body, losing the characteristics of dragon blood, and is no different from ordinary blood.

But she has a very special way to recreate a K-faced human body with this blood!

Of course, this is not resurrection, nor can it be done. She just wants to see if the K-faced human body without consciousness and soul can still possess the characteristics of dragon blood, so as to provide her with a steady stream of delicious dragon blood.

Of course, another reason is that she really wants to know who is under the mask of this K-faced man!

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The long river of time and space.

You can't see where you came from here, and you can't see the end.

The wall of information light painted with trillions of colors silently passes through the body of the woman in the black dress, one after another. Time seems to have substance at this moment, forming a stream of light that flows quietly around the woman and disappears.

Mu Qingtong lay on her back in the long river, her golden eyes unblinking, somewhat lost in thought.

——Why is the world always so boring?

She is always thinking about this issue

The Empire, a country that was reformed and unified eight thousand years ago, still has the same decadent aristocratic system as in the dynasty era, inefficient administration, under-trained bottom class, and people with their own agendas.

Maybe it was once glorious.

But from the garden to Baidi City, all the facts prove that ants are in high positions and maggots are in charge of the world. This empire has been decayed since its establishment, rotting away in all kinds of greed and lies.

What she couldn't bear the most was that she had been succumbing to these maggots for so many years.

How ridiculous.

From this point of view, compared with the empire's 'state-discussing system', the 'monarchy' of the dynasty era does have certain advantages.

The Courtyard Council, a group of ants with power in vain, the Four Pillars, a group of maggots that devour the empire.

From the garden to Baidi City, the reason why all these problems arise is because this world lacks a true king.

——Lack of a king who can command everything and clearly define the laws that cannot be violated!

In fact, she originally thought that Mr. Xia was qualified to be the king. If Mr. Xia was willing, she could help him reform the world and create a new order. It must be very interesting.

It's a pity.

The king she had planned was dead.

The world became boring and decadent again, without any novelty.

But it doesn't matter. Since Mr. Xia is dead, she will do it all by herself!

Perhaps, from the moment she stepped into the garden, she had determined what the meaning of existence she had been looking for in the past 19 years was.

——End this boring and decadent world!

Let her, Mu Qingtong, create a new order and a new world for this world!

"Mr. Xia, I think you will like this new world."

The woman in black dress was lying on her back in the stream of light. Right above her, the suspended skull had golden cheekbones and hollow eye sockets that showed dark light. She looked at her faintly, as if she could hear her cold and indifferent voice.

Of course, she did not get a positive answer from Mr. Xia, nor did she hear the mocking face that deserved a beating.

But Mr. Xia did not answer, so she took it as his tacit consent

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Tsk~ It was really ridiculous. She suddenly found that she had actually adapted to Mr. Xia's existence and his jumping and noisy behavior.

"Ms. Mu, do you like me?"

She also adapted to Mr. Xia's repeated questions.

Unfortunately, this question

The woman in black dress looked at the pale golden pupils in front of her, like a pool of holy mountain and quiet lake that was alienated from the world, but at this moment it gradually became obscure and difficult to understand. It was the violent blood color buried deep in the bottom of the dark lake, no longer hidden.

It must be said that Mr. Xia's departure did make her feel very uncomfortable, but not very uncomfortable. She was just a little angry, a little sullen, and a little violent and murderous.

Because she believed that Mr. Xia would be resurrected.

Yes, that's right. Even though it seemed that Xia Feng had no chance of resurrection, Mu Qingtong still suspected that this bastard was playing tricks on her. Maybe he would appear again tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow, and then jump on her face and laugh triumphantly, 'Miss Mu, did you cry after I died~? '

Cry?

She, Mu Qingtong, never knew what crying was. She had never cried since she was a child, and she had never shed tears for anyone.

Mr. Xia's departure was not worth her so much sadness, and it could not arouse any physiological reaction in her tear glands!

Just wait a few more days, and Mr. Xia will probably appear in front of her by himself!

So, she was not panicked at all.

The beautiful eyes calmed down, and Mu Qingtong hugged Xia Feng's head tightly in her arms again. The figure in the black dress was swallowed by a space-time crack that appeared in front of her.

Disappeared.

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The sealed place, under the world tree.

The star-skirted woman leaned lazily on the throne, her long legs crossed, and the pale dragon tail under her skirt swayed left and right.

But just as she was about to take out her diary to write down her thoughts for the day, the dragon tail froze instantly, her half-lowered eyelids suddenly raised, and her majestic vertical pupils burst out with horror and murderous intent.

Suddenly——

Her figure rushed up to the sky at a strange speed, passing by a pale shadow, trying to rush to the towering world tree.

"Zi La!!" But the next moment, countless deep black mists burst out from the black-gold throne, and instantly condensed into eighteen black-gold chains, linking the star-skirted woman in the sky, the back of her hands, ankles, thighs, waist, vest, shoulders, neck. The chains screamed and vibrated, and suddenly pulled Emperor Si's whole body.

But Emperor Si ignored the restraints behind him, and the dark gold holy cross between his eyebrows became even brighter, and his eyes narrowed into a terrifying white abyss.

The moment she stepped into the air barefoot and towered over the world's tree canopy, her vertical pupils seemed to be able to travel through endless time and space and come to a devastated land somewhere.

There were four ants on the ground. Her divine thoughts continued to penetrate and entered the central time and space vortex. The scene of the black-robed K-faced man being pierced through the chest by the sword of God was instantly imprinted in the bottom of her pupils. At this moment, the vertical pupils completely shrank into dangerous pale needles.

"Boom!!!"

The terrifying time and space explosion obscured all the secrets of heaven. Emperor Si felt a sharp pain in her pupils, but she did not close her eyes. The vertical pupils still stared coldly at everything in the long river of time and space, staring at everything in Dongsheng Fortress, remembering those faces.

"Bang bang bang——" The sealing chain behind her was still shaking wildly and tightening, trying to forcibly pull this great existence back, but in vain.

Emperor Si could feel the seal beginning to eat away at her body and soul at an accelerated rate. The boundless pain made her seem to hear countless undead and evil spirits roaring and wailing in her ears, pulling her into the abyss of despair called Fengdu.

This was a punishment for her using her divine consciousness to break through the seal. The word "pain" was not enough to describe even a tiny bit of it.

However, Emperor Si ignored all this and continued to look along the long river of time and space to the end. She saw the believer's head.

She saw the witch with bloody eyes.

Under the guidance of her divine consciousness, the believer's head went against the long river of light and successfully arrived in front of the witch.

Without stopping, the divine consciousness once again shuttled through layers of space and came directly to the star realm, locking the position of the star represented by the believer.

——Sirius domain, Sirius?

The dark surface of the star body continued to crack, as if the core of the planet was pierced invisibly, and the cracks spread and expanded rapidly in the shell. The red light was rampant, and the entire realm turned into nothingness without a sound, and was annihilated in an instant!

As if it had never existed.

The collapse of the star body represents the complete death of its corresponding spiritual master. Under the influence of the Holy Law, there is no possibility of resurrection!

The vertical pupils narrowed to the size of silver needles stared at this scene intently. The long-term breakthrough of the seal further burst out the evil power and pain in her body, and a scarlet blood line slid down her cheek along her left eye.

Swish——

The chain vibrated, and the woman in the star skirt drew a pale trace in the air, was forcibly pulled back, and her head tilted back and hit the throne.

The pale seal on the believer’s body——disappeared! The only connection with the believer was quietly severed, which made her heart tighten suddenly.

The believer, dead? !

Emperor Si never expected that she would have such a sudden change soon after accepting the challenge of the evil witch.

This useless witch! She was right next to the believer, but she couldn't protect him at all. How dare she challenge me? ! Emperor Si's fingertips sank into the flesh of her palm, and the divine face hidden in the darkness seemed to suppress endless divine anger, and was about to reach the critical edge.

At this moment, her desire to leave the sealed place was stronger than ever. Being sealed here, she couldn't protect the believers, and could only watch the believers die.

But it was too late to say anything now.

"No." Emperor Si's dark vertical pupils seemed to think of something, raised her divine eyes, and suppressed the monstrous divine anger in a low voice, and whispered hoarsely, "Something is wrong"

While thinking, the evil force in her body became more and more terrifying, and her soul seemed to be bitten by trillions of ghost insects, with endless pain.

However, she didn't pay attention to her worsening physical condition, but just raised her vertical pupils, and began to recall with deep and ancient pupils.

According to the induction, the pale seal left on the believer did disappear, but she recalled the scene she saw in the star world just now, and she keenly discovered the abnormality.

At the moment the planet disintegrated, a tiny red line on its back also disappeared. At first, Emperor Si thought it was a curse similar to the Holy Law Order, but now it seems that it is not the case.

Because the red line did not disappear because of the death of the believer, but took the initiative to hide, turning into a little star dust and disappearing. If you don’t observe carefully, even she can’t find this.

Star dust

The entire star world is full of star dust, which corresponds to ordinary creatures.

Why is there such a strange star dust on the surface of Sirius, and it will not be swallowed by such a huge star body, which is obviously not right.

Perhaps

This little star dust is the believer?

The woman on the throne raised her pupils coldly, as if she was traveling through countless spaces again, looking at the other side of the mysterious star world. In the depths of her eyes, there was a last trace of uneasy expectation in her sadness.

Xia Feng, I order you to stay alive, okay?