The witch thought I am a Demon God

"Am I trapped in a cocoon? This is the first time someone has commented on our racial talent "Skin Changing" like this."

"But you are not arrogant. Boy, you are indeed very powerful and your acting skills are very good. But you have forgotten an important issue, which is the comparison between your strength and mine."

While evading, Baron Mo Luo discovered that there was a big problem with Ivita's swordsmanship.

At first, he was still guessing what Ivita's sword skills were.

Because Ivita said that she was from Alsace, he also compared Ivita's swordsmanship with the famous swordsmanship of Alsace in his memory.

He originally thought that Ivita's chaotic swordsmanship was some kind of special style, and he even thought it was some kind of assassin's style.

Although most assassins come from the Little Lutheran Brotherhood, there are some small groups of assassins that are sparse in number and relatively low-profile.

Moreover, across the sea in the southern desert, there is another famous assassin group - the Assassin Secret Order.

Unexpectedly, this battle-experienced son of the forest became more and more frightened as he fought, so he simply kept evading.

But soon, he discovered from Ivita's repeated movements that this kid had no swordsmanship at all.

Since he didn't know any swordsmanship at all, he couldn't guess what school he belonged to.

He was frightened by the kid's improvisation before and overestimated this kid.

The son of the forest felt that he had been tricked again. In anger, he stabbed Ivita's left eye directly with the knight's sword in his hand. "Your swordsmanship is terrible. No matter how good your plan is, it must be backed up by strength!"

At this moment, Ivita held the bracelet with her left hand and rotated it twice. The bracelet flashed with a black light.

He recited a spell.

Yes, I had no intention of defeating you with my swordsmanship, let alone that.

However, sometimes a person's weakness can also become an advantage.

One person cannot know everything and be good at everything.

An excellent person is usually accustomed to taking advantage of his own weaknesses and turning his weaknesses into his own strengths.

Ivita has long known how bad her swordsmanship is.

But it doesn't matter.

What he wants is for the other party to realize that he doesn't know how to use a sword.

Then he relaxed his guard, because he never planned to defeat the opponent with swordsmanship, and he could still use the last magic.

The triple ring damage spell!

A black light appeared on Baron Morrow's chest like a knife, cutting through his skin and clothes, exposing his true body.

The Baron lowered his head knowingly, "You are actually a wizard!"

"So young!"

The next moment, he was knocked away by a knife-like black light and knocked down a wall.

When he stood up again, the human skin on his body had rotted away.

Emerald green blood flowed from his body, and the blood was not the color of human blood at first glance.

A man with skin that looked like tree bark stood up. There was a face hanging on his shoulders that could be vaguely seen as that of Baron Morrow, but the face on the head of his neck was that of a completely unfamiliar tree spirit. human face.

All the human knights present were exclaiming.

"Alien! This is not a baron, this is our baron!"

"The castle has been invaded. It turns out that this is Lord Blanton's purpose of assassinating the Baron! Be alert and prepare to fight!"

Someone stood up too hastily and accidentally knocked over the table. The wine bottle on the table fell and shattered on the ground.

The wine was flowing on the ground. After the originally relatively clear wine fell on the ground, it quickly turned into a gray-black viscous liquid.

the knights exclaimed.

"There's something wrong with the wine they asked us to drink just now. Has anyone drank it?"

"me……"

"I didn't drink just now..."

Only then did everyone realize that they had been tricked without knowing it.

Many people discovered a terrible thing at this time.

That is, after they drink the first cup of problematic wine, they will drink the second and third cups involuntarily, as if they are addicted.

Unless the drinks are invisible to the eyes, they will drink them involuntarily.

And when they resist this instinct, they will feel very uncomfortable as if their whole body has been bitten by ants.

Because everyone was drinking and having fun before, these people didn't notice.

Now that they stopped drinking, they realized something was wrong, but it was too late.

The leader of the Sons of the Forest covered the wound on his chest and glanced regretfully at the broken human skin of Baron Mo Luo on his body, then pulled it off and threw it on the ground. "I thought it would last a long time."

"The plan failed, how should I explain to the ancient forest spirits! We have been exposed!"

"Our traces cannot be leaked yet!"

"We can only kill everyone here!"

Now that the leaders have been exposed, the guards in the hall stopped acting and started attacking the humans around them.

The whole hall was instantly in chaos.

While cutting off the head of a dryad, a knight also picked out the match pile from the fireplace in the hall. The sparks instantly scattered like stars all over the sky.

After a while, the blankets on the floor and the tables and chairs in the living room were all on fire.

The human knights were also fighting, cutting their opponents' skin, and discovered that these creatures disguised as human guards were actually humanoid monsters with skin similar to tree bark.

The entire hall became a drama stage of flames and swords, witchcraft and alien races.

At this moment, Iveta suddenly remembered that the prophecy made by the forest duke before was not exactly what she said at that time——

The age of peace has passed, has it now entered the age of sword and fire?

The leader of the dryads walked up to Ivita, covering his chest with his right hand, and picked up a knight's sword from the ground that someone had dropped into the flames with his left hand.

He pointed his sword at Ivita. "Humans, damn it. Why, you humans are allowed to take advantage of all the good things."

"A brat as big as you actually made our plan fail when our power and status were absolutely weak."

"Thousands of years ago, you humans were prone to such characters. Thousands of years later, are you going to repeat the same history?"

"Are we, the children of the forest, doomed to fail!"

"Why are you humans on the right path of evolution, and we are what you think is the failed path?"

On the other side, the maid who was fighting the old witch and the others suddenly pulled off the human skin on her body, revealing skin like tree bark.

She was extremely impatient. "Gee, you must take full responsibility for this failure!"

She took out some white powder from her body, bent down and squatted on the ground, drew a triangular pattern with the white powder in less than half a second, and then suddenly bit her wrist with her mouth, drenching her blood on the triangular shape. On the pattern.

Suddenly, the center of the triangular pattern seemed to be sunken, and there was a pit in the originally flat ground.

The emerald green blood that fell into the pit actually evaporated and turned into a ball of green smoke rising to the sky.

The woman raised her head and sang religious songs in some non-human language.

The ballads formed in this language are very weird, as if tanks are moving forward, and each word is independent. It is stiff, primitive, rough, and has a primitive beauty of wild violence.

And the tune is very weird and makes people feel uncomfortable listening to it.

The old witch's expression changed. "Stop her quickly."

"She is the official priest of the ancient tree and a second-level professional. The professions of these children of the forest are generally priests."

"She is making sacrifices to the ancient tree."

"Don't let her complete this ancient spirit ritual."