The Mystery:The Witch and the Scourge

Chapter 825 Louise: Zaratul, please speak normally

After accommodating the "City of Disaster" and successfully promoted to demigod, in Louise's eyes, there may be no conclusion yet on other demigods, but the "witch" demigod is completely unconcerned.

This point must be recognized by the two saints "Black and White" of the "Witch Sect".

The Panatia in front of her is just the "Despair Witch" and does not have the characteristics of being difficult to kill completely like the "Eternal Witch". What's more, at this time, she is in an abnormal state and is on the verge of collapse and loss of control. The situation between the two parties has become increasingly obvious.

So crazy that even the mythical form is difficult to control, Panatia's long hair spreads in all directions, dense mysterious patterns and dark and evil colors are highlighted on the exposed skin, and her eyes are full of violent madness.

Louise even suspected that Panatia might not have been able to discern the fact that she had become a demigod just now. Hatred and madness had completely filled her head.

But unfortunately, Louise was more familiar with the mythical form of "Witch". She stared at Panatia without avoiding it, shook her head suddenly, then raised her right hand and pressed it down gently.

The movement was calm and gentle, but Panatia suddenly stopped in mid-air, unable to move.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out that it was the countless invisible filaments that trapped Panatia in place. After only two seconds, the breathing sound of Panatia, who had a unique shape in the air, became thicker.

, and even suddenly coughed and felt chest tightness.

This is an infection. As the "Witch of Despair", she is actually infected with the disease!

Panatia suddenly regained some sense, looked at Louise with blank eyes, and said roughly:

Oops, Zaratul didn't recognize him as Chic, nor did he mention the "City of Disaster". Louise was quite surprised by this, and unexpectedly felt a sense of loss.

Louise couldn't help but frown. She raised her head and glanced at the noisy crows. The screams suddenly stopped, as if someone had strangled her neck.

The strong red light reflected in Louise Gujing's eyes, and she suddenly sighed softly:

"Backlund suffered more than 10,000 casualties. In exchange for your life... just go in peace."

He half-opened his mouth and said vaguely:

"You are not a fortune teller."

If Louise hadn't known that this was the mythical state of the "Night" pathway, she would have suspected that this was a deliberate smear campaign from the "Night Goddess".

Louise smiled slightly, but did not give any response, because the reason why this magical scene appeared in front of her was entirely due to the suppression of authority.

The "Black Saint" was able to escape from Louise only because of the strange resurrection ability of the "Eternal Witch", but even so, she was killed once.

Just like Amon can change the inherited knowledge of the "Stealer" path at will, Louise's suppression of the Extraordinaries of the "Witch" path is also obvious.

At this moment, flying crows opened their mouths around the steeple of the ancient church and let out a piercing scream.

As soon as she finished speaking, her body suddenly became relaxed. It was obvious that the threads of the spirit body had returned to calm. She continued:

All kinds of human beings, men, women, old and young, all hanging from a high place like bacon being dried, heads drooped, eyes white, and swaying.

Zaratul's originally cloudy eyes immediately became clear. He stared at Louise deeply for a while, then straightened up and said seriously:

"I don't know who you are, but I hope you are the one who comes to let me out."

She was even in the mood to joke, and then she spotted the figure sitting diagonally behind the statue, and then smiled and said:

"Are you crazy, Zaratul, how dare you control my spiritual body's thread."

But she didn't panic, and stepped forward step by step, arriving in front of the dark altar of the church.

On top of the altar, there stood a stone statue of a woman. The shape was very terrifying, with two animal legs, short, thick, hard black hair, and tentacles all around. Only her face was quite beautiful.

Louise rolled her eyes, not cooperating with Zaratul's acting at all, and said quite simply:

At the same time, Louise felt that her body was slowly becoming stiff. Having dealt with the "Secret Puppet Master" many times, she naturally knew that this was the result of the manipulation of the spiritual thread.

As for Panatia, she was not so lucky.

"Why?"

Later, after getting the extraordinary properties of the "Witch of Despair" which was not considered pure, and a piece of deep and strange obsidian, Louise simply put them away and continued to move forward calmly until she reached the spire in the center of the town.

In front of the church.

Inside the dim church, as far as the eye can see, there are figures one after another hanging in the air.

There was no fear at all, and Louise even teased in her heart:

"Although the 'Witch' will always bring disaster, the 'Soothsayer' group is even better at creating a weird and terrifying atmosphere!"

The corners of her mouth curled up, Louise withdrew her gaze, easily pushed open the door of the church, and stepped in.

She thought for a while and asked with interest:

"I can let you out, but what benefit can you give me?"

Louise had no intention of chatting with her, and even if she let Panadia go now, she wouldn't live long.

Wearing a black robe and a hood, his head was lowered, his eyes were closed, and the white beard on his face was long and thick, as if it had not been trimmed for several years or more, but hearing this sentence did not count.

After greeting him politely, Zaratul opened his eyes immediately.

Then, the helpful Louise appeared in her hand with a translucent angel sword, and with a slight swipe in the air, Panatia's body was ignited with a crimson flame, and disappeared in an instant.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew in the church, and the figures and corpses hanging in the air turned at the same time, aiming at Louise below.

"If you don't stop, I promise to leave immediately, and you will be trapped here forever."

"That's right. I'm not one of your 'diviners'. Stop pretending to me. It's pointless."

The aura of plague that Panatia had always maintained was easily suppressed by Louise, or it was suppressed in all directions. The perception between the two was like an adult and a child, like a natural chasm.

The tone of his speech was relatively frivolous, so that Zaratul did not make any promise and instead asked:

"Since you're not a fortune teller, why do you want to break into the Kingdom of Darkness?"

Louise was happy to continue chatting and maybe collect more information, so she shook her head and denied:

"It was not an intrusion, but someone forced him in."

While speaking, she moved her mouth and gestured:

"The culprit is the one standing next to you. You should be familiar with him, right?"

(End of chapter)