Lord of the Witches

Walter Cranston and Frieda Hussey enter "Fantasyland", and the frozen time and space on Hellfire Boulevard are about to be restored.

Before everything became vivid, Tang Qi took one last look at that place.

The corpses all over the floor, or the two portals leading to the "Deformed Kingdom" and "Rotten Universe", could not attract Tang Qi's attention.

The two organizations have dealt with each other more than once. Before the arrival of the God of Deformity and God of Rot, even an old pervert like the "Second Rotten Head" could hardly make Tang Qi feel the slightest bit of scruples.

What really caught Tang Qi's attention was the "human ghost".

It's unbelievable, but it is indeed an ordinary origin star human being.

There is nothing wrong with his body and blood, the only exception is... his soul.

Tang Qi, who was about to look away, suddenly burst out a group of extremely special fragments of information in his mind.

Comes from an extremely chaotic and distorted soul, he seems to be laughing madly forever, no matter where he is, that chaotic and disordered atmosphere is like a deadly virus, polluting and radiating the world he lives in.

The level of that kind of power aura is not weaker than that of fantasy divinity.

"Extraordinary creature: an evil ghost in the world, a human being chosen by the 'force of chaos', his soul is in the process of transformation..."

Looking at the fragments flowing past in the tower, Tang Qi's eyes flashed with astonishment.

At the same time, he changed a certain original decision.

Holding the Book of Nothingness, Tang Qi uttered a firm but vague voice like a magic stick.

"The duel between the Sons of Justice and the Sons of Chaos? Goddess of Destiny is indeed a bitch."

As soon as Tang Qi opened his mouth, Falk, the sad frog crouching at his feet, understood Tang Qi's prophecy from a magical angle.

The main body is the shadow of Beckfast's chair, and it can naturally peep any picture it wants to peek, as well as some hidden knowledge.

At that time, the eye bags filled with tears trembled twice, and the frog said in an annoying tone as always:

"New master, you finally reached a consensus with Falk. In this boundless mystery, there is no one who likes to play with the world more than that bitch, not even the god of mischief."

"Of course, you changed your mind not to kill this so-called human evil ghost. I'm afraid it's because the current new master is far from being able to wipe out the 'chaotic divinity'. That lucky human, he is neither a deformed god. , let alone join the Rotten Universe."

"His soul belongs to the God of Chaos."

"Tsk tsk, it really is the origin star. Once this mysterious and beautiful planet reintegrates into the boundless mystery, all the gods will cast their eyes and pawns."

"The new owner, you are still too weak, Falk is very worried about you."

...

Facing the revelation of the sad frog, Tang Qi simply said: "Shut up, Falk."

"Good master!"

The Baker Fast Chair readily agreed, having figured out the law of impunity.

"It's enough to hate the master once a day, and it's easy to be punished if there are too many."

"Fack can bear it, can bear it."

The secrets it peeped out were indeed correct, and Tang Qi decided not to obliterate the evil spirits in the world.

The reason, apart from giving Walter Cranston the opportunity to avenge himself.

More reasons are the "chaotic divinity" rooted in the soul of evil spirits, just like the "source of doom" parasitic in Sally's body back then, which is a very high level of divine power.

Tang Qi can kill it, as long as he swallows the evil spirits into the fantasy kingdom, absorbs that trace of chaotic divinity, he can kill the evil spirits in an instant, but the consequences can be foreseen: the fantasy kingdom will fall into chaos, and the chaotic spores will be crazily sprayed, Tang Qi's strength had to usher in a decline.

Thinking of this, Tang Qi looked away.

When the last ray of light disappeared, Hellfire Avenue recovered.

The "human ghost" who opened his arms and was making a choice felt something strange almost instantly.

He lowered his head abruptly, the ground mixed with rainwater and blood was empty except for a bullet.

The "God of the Earth" Walter Cranston, who was defeated and tortured by him, and poor Frieda Hussey disappeared.

This weird picture made the evil spirits in the world stunned.

But soon, his shoulders trembled, and an inexplicable laugh came from under the "ghost mask".

He raised his drooping arms again, but not for the two extraordinary portals, but as if he had discovered something interesting again.

He started to dance, dancing a passionate and grotesque "tap dance" amidst the rainstorm and tainted blood. Amidst the splash of blood, a voice full of dramatic accents sounded in the center of Hellfire Avenue.

"Oh Walter, my Walter, the crippled, ugly, and incompetent Son of Justice is finally about to get his own mask... Come back, come back quickly, your mentor is waiting for your return, when that moment comes, are you Will you taunt me...or hug me."

"My soul is cheering, hahaha..."

The cheers of the perverted mentor on Hellfire Boulevard were ignored by no one except the policemen who were forced to be spectators.

At this moment in the fantasy kingdom, Stan Duplesy and the others looked at the two light clusters flying into the kingdom with expectant and excited eyes.

One of them was that poor Frieda Hussey, she flew directly towards the dreamy natives.

As the master, Tang Qi exercised the power of divine authority, and it would obviously not be too difficult to resurrect the psychic who had just died for a second and whose soul had not yet left.

She had already woken up when she entered the kingdom, so she was fortunate to be the only foreign audience.

As soon as she landed, she learned the truth from the eager dream creatures, and her chest was filled with joy. She first gave a very solemn thank you to the vast tower in the distant Deborah Town, and recited a line "" Master of Dreams".

Then, together with Amanda, Tyron, and the fairies, they looked at the landing point of another light group.

The second dream seed!

The second fantasy family member who is about to be tested!

The West Coast has surpassed the legendary strongman, the foreign visitor known as the "God of the Earth", Walter Cranston.

Under the watchful eyes of the ruler of the kingdom, his body wrapped in dreamy brilliance is undergoing changes.

Some fragments of information were born, but disappeared at an extremely fast speed.

Not completely gone, but extremely weak.

"Extraordinary creature: the god of the earth, an alien race from a foreign land, known as the demigods of the Monk race, this is a humanoid race born with powerful power, the external form is almost exactly the same as the origin star human beings, but the inner There is a huge difference, an adult Monk is at least a legendary superpower..."

"Walter Cranston has lost most of his bloodline power due to the engulfment of the Rotten Head..."

These fragments are naturally not good news for Walter.

But it happened to save Tang Qi from expending his divine power to whitewash him.

As long as Walter Cranston can pass the test and become the second "Fantasy Family", not only can he recover his strength by himself, but he will also get a transformation that will determine his future.

Since the other fantasy seeds were still being selected, all the fantasy creatures, including Tang Qi, the master, cast their gazes there.

"Fantasy seeds can choose dependents, but once they enter the fantasy kingdom, they no longer have the idea of ​​​​seeds, but the country itself matches the 'nodes' that match the characteristics of the dependents. Only by passing the node test can they be qualified to become members of the fantasy kingdom. Dependents."

"So, what will be the node this time?"

Stan Duplesy suddenly remembered his trial process at this moment, and the node he passed was "Song of Ass Hell".

It seems that there is no danger, but there is not much room for a scary paradise.

"coming!"

Suddenly, the young man in flowered clothes playing the magic flute was the first to see the result.

As he exclaimed, everyone watched the light cluster fall like a meteorite towards a "node" in the country that was shrouded in gray-black thick fog.

"Um?"

"What kind of place is there?"

Including Amanda, almost all dream creatures expressed doubts.

Obviously, none of them knew what was going on with that node, and it seemed to be a strange, newborn node.

In the experimental tower, Tang Qi also showed surprise on his face.

His gaze was focused on that node, and as the ruler, he naturally had a single thought, and all the details of the entire node were revealed without any concealment.

Because of this, the surprise and astonishment on Tang Qi's face became more obvious.

But soon, he nodded and admitted from the bottom of his heart: "For Walter Cranston, it is indeed a very suitable trial node."

Along with this idea, there is information related to that node, a very special and interesting composite newborn node.

"The fantasy kingdom is breeding new nodes all the time, giving birth to new fantasy creatures, whether chaotic and evil, or orderly good, or purely neutral."

"These nodes, in addition to originating from the billions of fantasy tentacles, are also related to the master itself."

"Just like this newborn node, it comes from some of my experiences, from some of the fetishes I got, such as the Codex of Thorns, the mysterious graffiti of bliss, etc."

"Its name is... the insulter of the Church of Light!"

...

Just as Tang Qi spit out the name, Walter Cranston also woke up from the confusion.

He slowly opened his dry eyes that were almost sticky with gum, and the gray-black sky, together with the black dust permeating the air, was reflected into his moisture-deficient pupils.

He struggled to get up, and when he lowered his head, he saw his current body.

Clothed in a tattered and rough linen cloth, his hideous and terrifying body can be seen through the cracks and openings. There are wounds almost everywhere, shriveled and thin, with no luster on the skin. Starved camel-like main torso.

Even without a mirror, Walter had a rough idea of ​​his current image in his mind.

"I'm like a mummy in the desert!"

This whisper came from the bottom of his heart, and he also saw the land in front of him.

This is a land in darkness. The mountains, rivers, and plains... all seem to be full of vitality, but the air condition is extremely bad. Apart from the black dust, there is also a bloody smell that seems to have been brewing for a long time and cannot be eliminated at all. .

In a trance, Walter seemed to hear the wailing of countless souls in nothingness.

The smell of despair immediately overwhelmed the "fragrance" of blood and mud.

"This is……?"

Walter Cranston was about to open his more interfering lips and spit out these words hoarsely and with difficulty.

Suddenly there was a sharp sound in the air, accompanied by a "pop", the pain that went straight to the depths of the bone marrow immediately swept Walter's body and mind.

He staggered and fell to the ground, changing his position just in time for him to see the killer who beat him.

An old man who was also wearing linen clothes, like a mummy!

He grinned, revealing a mouthful of extremely neat teeth, and staring at Walter with a pair of old and muddy eyes that seemed to be able to see everything.

"Lost who fell from the sky, you look like a pile of shit from a rabbit after crashing into a tree and dying, your stupid, stupid soul almost blinded me, I don't even want to whip you second Second-rate."

"Snapped!"

The old man insulted Walter Cranston when he came up, and his vicious words were like sharp knives, which directly made Walter stunned.

What's more, it was agreed that he didn't want to whip the second time, but the thorny thorny thorn was still whipped down, and the pain was the same as before, pouring into the depths of Walter's heart and soul.

He was extremely proud and proud, and his tolerance for pain disappeared under the thorn whip at this moment.

Walter Cranston, who fell in the dust on the ground, tore his upper and lower lips together with difficulty, and let out an ugly and hoarse wail.

This is the instinct of the body, and he can't stop it at all.

However, compared with these pains, what really made Walter feel extremely uncomfortable was the insult from the old man that could directly hit the soul.

"Your barking is as ugly as those donkeys that can only pull the mill. Can't my whipping make you happy? Do you know how many people on this continent are willing to crawl over, kneel in front of me, and pray Did the great Holy Confessor, His Excellency Martin Sims, flog him?"

"My whipping of thorns brings ultimate happiness, as that old woman Teresa can attest, as can those clumsy monsters, as can the evil invaders from foreign lands."

"Snapped!"

In this incomprehensible babble, Walter Cranston received a third lash of thorns.

In the severe pain, he let out an even more ugly wail.

At the same time, Walter himself didn't realize that his soul, which was about to fall into the chaotic and evil camp, was silently corrected because of the torment of the "evil ghost on earth".

The extremely crazy and chaotic thoughts deep in his heart are also gradually dissipating.

...

Stan Duplesy, Amanda, Tyronn, and Frieda, the only outside audience, naturally couldn't see the changes in the depths of Walter's soul.

They are currently being impacted by what they see.

Especially Stan and Frieda, both of whom are from the Federation.

Whether it is the real world or the mysterious side, the words "Holy Confessor" have extraordinary meanings.

The two have also heard various legends related to Martin Sims since they were young and entered the extraordinary world. They also all know that the Holy Penitent, after helping the "Lord of Thorns" return, returned to the high sky and became a star.

They also thought that they might have the opportunity to meet this saint in the future.

But the two of them never thought that it would be such an incredible and unbelievable sight when they really saw it.

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