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Makad Bell's face was still as cold and solemn as before. Judging from her appearance alone, she did not look like a person who was easy to compromise, and the facts also proved this. Tang Bai's words obviously had no effect.

.Neither Makad Bell nor the surrounding witches had any intention of backing down or restraining their hands.

The vague but peculiar rhythm of low chanting sounded in Makad Bell's mouth again. This low chanting sound seemed to communicate with some kind of power in the dark. Tang Bai only felt something unexpected about himself.

And there was an inexplicable layer of invisible restraint. It was like the air around him became thicker and the wind turned into dense spider silk and wrapped around him in circles.

Tang Bai even felt so difficult that it was difficult to even raise his hands.

The whole process took a long time, but the distance happened in the blink of an eye. When Tang Bai's figure suddenly flashed back to the place where he was, Makad's spell had already fallen on him in the next moment.

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The sudden and instant effects of the spell are puzzling.

Just look at the target with your eyes and palms and recite the corresponding spell, and the spell will take effect immediately.

The other witches did not interfere in the battle between the two, they just maintained the encirclement, closed their eyes and recited something silently. And Makad Bell's power at the moment was completely incomparable with before. It was a kind of...

The price surged several times in an instant.

Under Makad Bell's full exertion, it even affected the surrounding weather and environment.

The slightly overcast sky became as gloomy as before the heavy rain, with a depressing and unsettling pressure. The howling wind came from a distance like a galloping beast, roaring and roaring towards Tang Bai and the others.

.When I broke into this alley, the whistling became even louder.

Even the air seemed to have a little more moisture before the storm.

"Get out of here! You're not welcome here!" Makad Bell roared violently, and Tang Bai's body seemed to be pulled by a mysterious force, as if it was being hit by a locomotive.

Thrown him against the side of the house.

Then, following Makad Bell's eyes, Tang Bai smashed out a mark on his back on the wall, and then was violently slapped to the diagonal wall on the opposite side. This happened again and again, until

Tang Bai's figure stopped after being thrown out of the alley.

Makad Bell tried his best to calm his breathing, and the power in his body was quickly dissipating. Even the dark clouds that had gathered in the sky were quickly dissipating.

Although the power of eight witches can use magic to converge on her alone, allowing Makad-Bell to gain powerful power in a short period of time and challenge powerful enemies, this artificial increase in strength has no effect on Makad-Bell.

Users like Bell also have a huge burden.

Just like now, just one or two spells are almost beyond Makad Bell's control. If that kind of power stays in her body for a moment, the body's various protests will definitely

They all appear on her one after another.

Bleeding from the seven orifices...

There was severe pain as if every inch of the body was being crushed.

If you don't release the power beyond your control at this point, your brain and mental strength will probably be severely damaged.

"Heart-breaking and bone-cutting!"

A ray of light suddenly fell on Makad Bell's body, and the scream was full of pain, and just hearing it made people feel chills in their waists. The next moment, it suddenly sounded harshly in the alley.

Not only Makad Bell, but also the witches around her, they all clutched the corners of their skirts with their palms and fell to their knees with howls.

Under this connection magic, not only the power is shared, but the damage is also shared.

This sudden spell happened to hit the end of Makad Bell's release of the connection spell. Therefore, the spell that originally fell on her alone instantly affected all the surrounding witches who used the connection spell.

Makad Bell panted violently, his skinny body was like a shrimp in a frying pan, hunched on the ground, like a drowning person at the last moment of death, struggling feebly. The sound coming from his body

The kind of pain that makes people want to live is a thousand times more terrifying than the backlash of magic.

It was a kind of pain that could not be described in words. It was so painful that except for the first scream, no matter how wide they opened their mouths, they were unable to make any sound.

"I think we can talk now." Tang Bai came back, squatted gently in front of Markad Bell, and lifted the Cruciatus Curse on Markad.

The moment the spell disappeared, Makad-Bell was like a fish escaping from death on the river bank, temporarily only left with the power to breathe on the dirty ground. The moment the spell disappeared, Makad-Bell really

There is a sense of joy in surviving a disaster.

Although the afterglow of pain is still lingering in her body, compared to the previous level of pain, the residual pain in her body now even makes Makad Bell feel extremely relaxed. She even feels that she can experience that kind of pain again.

One more second and she would be tortured to death.

"Let me ask you, do you have any other opinions?" Tang Bai poked Makad Bell with his magic wand. "Let's get to know each other again. My name is Tang Bai. What's yours?"

"Macad Bell." Makad Bell, who was lying on the ground, gasped to calm down his mood, and answered. Compared with the aggressive tone before, Makad Bell's tone at this moment

His tone was obviously filled with weakness and weakness.

"Are you the person in charge here?" Tang Bai looked around at the witches who were lying on the ground, their bodies twitching slightly from time to time, and asked again.

Makad Bell tried his best to turn his body over and face up to the sky: "The person in charge here is Lilia, she is not here."

"Who told you about me?" Tang Bai raised his eyebrows.

"I can't say it." A look of struggle flashed across Makad Bell's face, and his brown eyes looked at Tang Bai with a bit of pleading: "I really can't say it. If I say it, they will kill me.

And my family’s.”

"Who are they?" Tang Bai asked endlessly.

"Please!" Makad Bell's face was filled with a look of plaintive pleading at this moment. It was obvious that "them" made her very afraid.

"I knew it." Tang Bai rolled his eyes, took out a hose medicine from his arms with one hand, pinched Makad Bell's mouth with the other hand, and forced it to drip into her mouth under her struggle.

A few drops of truth serum.

"Who are they?" Tang Bai asked again.

"They are the Balance Committee of Supernatural Creatures." Makad Bell twitched feebly on the ground and said it without any concealment. (To be continued.)