The Witcher: Weird Evolution

"Boom"

The wrath of the Wind God turns fists into palms.Bursts of dazzling runes erupted from the palm, and then the big hand suddenly smacked down, and the black Falun Saber Qi was smashed into pieces.

"Death Scythe!"

Carlson's body flashed. It was obvious that the power of the huge Fengshen phantom was too violent. If he was not careful, he might be shot.

Immediately afterwards, Carlson raised the scythe in his hand. The huge scythe was infinitely enlarged. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a towering scythe. For a moment, black ghostly aura flew out of the scythe, and streaks of strange power came from it. The black sickle burst out.

"Do you want to play necromancy with me?"

Stefan looked sarcastic, then waved his crane claw, and the phantom of the Fury of the Hurricane suddenly disappeared. When he saw the huge black scythe, several skulls like mountains flew out. The skulls had empty eyes, and in their eye sockets, There is a flickering blue will-o'-the-wisp.

"go to hell!"

As he said that, Carlson waved his arm, and a black sword light instantly lit up. Several mountain-like skulls were smashed down above the sword light. The power was so huge that Stefan could not be careless in the slightest.

"Necromantic sickle? Break it for me!"

Stefan smiled coldly. At this moment, he took the lead in using the power of the Holy Bones of the Undead. A burst of strange black light burst out from Stefan's chest. Then he hit several seals in the air, and a strange black energy came from there. Tefan rushed out of his body and sank directly into the black sickle.

"The art of forging!"

Stefan then activated the power of the sixth-level Forging Lord, and a strange halo rose into the sky and submerged into the scythe again.

"Clearly!"

At this moment, the sickle of death was shaking crazily, and the sickle chopping down from the air stopped abruptly in mid-air, and the three strange skulls on the sickle were also in Stefan's Saint of the Dead. Under the control of Gu, it directly turned into a ball of black smoke and disappeared between heaven and earth.

"No! What did you do to my magic weapon?"

Carlson's eyes were full of horror. This Death Scythe had his mark. Naturally, he would be the first to notice any changes in the Death Scythe.

"Impossible, this death scythe was forged by me, how could you seize control of it! And how did you dispel the undead aura contained in my death scythe?"

At this moment, Carlson looked at Stefan as if he were looking at a devil. His body was trembling, and huge magic power was crazily injected into the scythe, hoping to once again stimulate the resonance between the scythe and himself.

"Clearly"

"You are only a fifth-level forging king. It is normal for you not to understand high-level forging techniques."

Stefan said lightly, although his tone was very light, but it revealed strong confidence and calmness!
"It seems that Xiao Fanfan has gained another control power after today."

Zhan looked at the death scythe with a fanatical look on his face, his eyes glowing with gold.

"Yes, this should be called the power of the dead?"

Dunba also shook his head helplessly.

"Wow, wow, grandpa, look at your big boy snatching that sickle."

Seeing Stefan's move, the three-headed hellhound roared excitedly, immediately rushed to Baron Kelin, and then directly hugged Baron Kelin's thigh with a pair of dog paws, not to mention how flattering his eyes were.

"Grandpa, you promised me last time that when you didn't know which tribe you were going to, you, a big boy like you, bullied me a lot. It's not a death scythe, it can't make up for it."

At this moment, the three-headed hellhounds are asking for prices all over the sky. Such a good level five scythe, and it has the attributes of death and darkness, is not too cool, and the three-headed hellhounds can get it even if they roll around. "Okay, okay, I will definitely let him make it up to you!"

Baron Kelin fondly stroked the heads of the three hellhounds.

"Yeah"

At this moment, Yaya jumped up and down directly onto Baron Kailin's shoulders, and made contact with Kailin with his chubby face.

"There's no chance for you. Most of the things that that bitch took care of will not have any bones left."

Seeing the scene with the three-headed hellhound, Dunba laughed and patted Zhan on the shoulder.

"Hey! Poor me, I paid by mistake after all."

Zhan muttered.

"Okay, don't worry, when has Xiao Fanfan ever wronged you?"

Alice also patted Zhan on the shoulder to express encouragement, but Alice also expressed her approval. This death scythe is a level [-] witchcraft, and it is a necromancy and darkness witchcraft. Today's three-headed hellhound is infinitely close to level [-]. A super monster, and it is also a dark and necromantic monster. This kind of sickle is indeed the most suitable for the three-headed hellhound.

"This kid is so strong! He can actually steal something from Carlson's hands?"

At this moment, the Viscount was also sweating coldly. He felt aggrieved in his heart. He thought that he was the Viscount of Meilan Province and was naturally the king of these three cities.

Naturally, the people will be convinced and respected when they come out. Even big forces such as Wizardry Pavilion, Baron City, Stone Palace, Chamber of Commerce, and Academy will stage a show of flattery.

Unexpectedly, the reputation of the Viscount was overshadowed by Stefan, and he was suppressed tightly. Thinking of this, the corner of the Viscount's mouth twitched. He thought he could show off his superiority, but unexpectedly it was broken as soon as he appeared. Strong style
"Stefan, you bastard, if you have the ability to compete openly, don't use those sneaky tricks!"

At this moment, Carlson's face was completely red and his neck was thick. He roared angrily. As power continued to be injected into the death scythe, he found more and more that the death scythe was moving more and more non-stop.

"Sorry! My dog ​​son seems to be interested in your scythe, so from now on, this is his toy."

As he spoke, Stefan's palms flew, and seal knots were struck out one after another. Those seal knots floated over like ghosts and submerged into the death scythe.

"Can you still have a fucking face?"

Carlson gritted his teeth so hard that blood oozed from between his lips and teeth. His eyes were like a ghost, staring at Stefan. With that grinning expression, he wanted to go up, gnaw Stefan's flesh, and drink Stefan. of blood.

"Carlson, as a former baron and now the master of the Witchcraft Pavilion, you should be highly respected regardless of your status? Why do you act like a shrew in the market?"

With that said, Stefan made a big move with his hand, and the Thunder Tribulation Sword flew out. A burst of sword light erupted from the Thunder Tribulation Sword. The sword light directly sank into the Death Scythe. Only a "click" was heard, and the Death Scythe and Karl The order of the forest connection was directly cut off.

"Stefan, you shameless scum, you old cunt, I have never seen such a shameless person like you."

Carlson yelled loudly, because at this moment, the death scythe flew up and came to Stefan like a good baby.

"Although this level [-] sickle is very strong, there are a lot of impurities in it. Moreover, when you forged it, you were reluctant to part with the materials and the witch fire level was not enough. It is really a waste. It seems that it can only be used as a teething stick for that dead dog."

Stefan stroked the Death Scythe solemnly for a while, and then commented seriously. After speaking, his space ring flashed and he put the Death Scythe away.

"I have a fucking skull! That's how I opened up this endless death space, ugh!" (End of this chapter)