Bronze door through time and space

Chapter 718 It’s not shameful to be a dog

To Yan Xu, doing two things at once was nothing; it was more like playing a game. While maintaining his current posture, he could also control the witch incarnation to respond in various ways.

But this strange woman was really amazing. Even though she was dead, even though she had been transformed, even though she had long lost herself, she still relied on her remaining combat consciousness to make the most accurate response. She blocked most of the bullets with just a heavy sword, and she did not delay in maintaining a smooth attack, so that she would not fall into a passive situation.

This is definitely not something that ordinary people can do. The gun is fast from seven steps away, and it is fast and accurate within seven steps. Compared with cold weapons that need to be waved to exert their power, firearms that can take lives by simply adjusting the angle and pulling the trigger are undoubtedly powerful and efficient, not to mention that the user is a witch incarnation, whose reaction, speed, flexibility, and gun skills are all inhuman-level superpowers.

In other words, the opponent relied on incredible combat awareness to successfully predict the shooting and movements of the witch incarnation. Only in this way could he fight the witch with a sword.

But this work was not perfect, because death took away the most precious part of the other party, so the Iron Alchemist had to install some kind of psychic magnetic device on the other party to deflect the trajectory and reduce the lethality of the bullet.

Obviously, this cyborg No. 7 was created entirely for witches, and its various functions are very targeted.

Unfortunately, as her interest gradually waned, the witch gradually stopped pretending. The two pistols fired at the speed and power of a small-caliber machine gun, and the bullet casings were almost thrown into the air in a line. God knows why the bullets could not be used up, and soon there were bullet casings everywhere. She could make a fortune just by selling the scrap metal.

In addition to the dense rain of bullets, the main telekinesis can not only add to the bullets to increase their power, but also allow the witch incarnation to move freely in the air. Even if the woman is very good at close combat, she will always be in a passive state of being beaten.

But it's so boring.

The witch incarnation fell to the ground and stomped hard on the little pig under her feet, as if squeezing out something. Pitch-black thorns instantly erupted from the shadows everywhere, tightly binding all the steel puppets and the woman. Then she strolled to the front of the Steel Alchemist, wiped off the magnetic shield casually, and stared at him for a few seconds.

Even though the Fullmetal Alchemist transformed himself, he was still a human being. He panicked at the time because he had never expected that the witch would be so powerful. All the information he had collected before was useless. It was simply a scam!
"I gave you so much time, and this is the result?" The witch incarnation grabbed the little pig that she had caught in her hands at some point, held its head and tail with both hands, and turned it three times like twisting a towel. The steel puppet entangled in thorns was immediately twisted into a pile of scrap metal. Only the cyborg No. 7 was preserved, but his limbs were twisted and deformed and he lost the ability to move, like a broken toy. However, the other party's eyes and expression did not change at all. After all, he was just a dead man.

"Don't go too far. Although void psychic energy is pouring in now, as long as the alchemical array I maintain does not collapse, the void psychic energy will not erupt. Once I die, the entire city will be affected, and many people will die!" The Iron Alchemist immediately uttered the standard villain's harsh words.

The witch remained silent upon hearing this, and then the little pig began to swell, turn black, get bigger, longer, and bulge out, and finally turned into a thorny demon, occupying most of the factory building.

Even in hell, the big devil is no small character, let alone in the real world. The Iron Alchemist woke up instantly.

But even though it had transformed back into its true form, the Thorn Demon remained obedient, because the witch pushed his hair back, and with the help of hairspray, his hair turned into a shape like forked antlers. At the same time, extreme darkness and resentment formed a terrifying area, as if even it would be swallowed up. How could it dare to move in this situation?

The witch's domain even devoured the void psychic energy, and it was fortunate that this was the case. Otherwise, once the witch's power, coupled with the great demon and the void psychic energy, erupted, most of the city would fall into panic, directly staging a real-life version of Silent Hill, and perhaps even pulling certain beings directly into reality.

The Iron Alchemist's courage was also devoured. He now hated himself for speaking so loudly just now, which made him so embarrassed now.

I don't know if it's too late to surrender now. As for continuing to threaten, he has to do bad things when he has no choice. He believes that he is preparing to destroy the world. What's the point of threatening? "What is your purpose?" The witch incarnation changed back and sat on the throne of thorns, saying lightly.

"The original plan was to use the death curse to cause massive casualties in Chinatown as a sacrifice, but for some reason it failed. We could only use the duel between Xiao Liangshan and the Mafia as a sacrifice, but..." The Iron Alchemist was obviously not a tough guy, but he had to consider something and could not continue.

The witch incarnation's gaze stayed on the opponent's heart. She casually pointed it, drew out a ball of death curse containing divine power from it, and then stuffed it into the mouth of the little pig that had just breathed a sigh of relief.

Even though it was a great demon, it was still a long way from the realm of gods. So even though the divine power contained in the death curse was not much, it still made it like a piglet that swallowed a bucket of dry corn kernels raw. It rolled its eyes and fainted, and its whole body twitched, with its stomach bulging like a ball.

The witch incarnation didn't care. She threw it on the ground and stepped on it, just like a soft and elastic stress-relieving toy. While helping it digest, it was also a way to release its inner dissatisfaction, because apart from the little surprise brought to her by the cyborg No. 7, the rest was all boring, including the other party's big plan.

"Go on." Since she had nothing to do, the witch incarnation rolled the little pig with her jade feet and said lightly.

The Iron Alchemist was about to cry, he knew very well what level the Death Curse was, but he had no idea what level it was to use the Death Curse as a toy. For a moment he didn't know whether he should kneel down and talk, or lie down with his hands folded, but under the witch's gaze, he shuddered and hurriedly explained clearly.

There's nothing strange about it. There are always various messy organizations in every world.

Steel Alchemist was originally a member of the Brotherhood of Steel. Because he stole a treasure from the Brotherhood of Steel, he had to flee everywhere. As a result, he accidentally joined a club and wanted to take advantage of it, but he was cheated and forced to become part of a big plan.

He really didn't know the ultimate purpose of this operation because he was thrown out as bait.

Even though he released void psychic energy, created steel puppets, and created a modified human like No. 7 to target the witches, as the only person who showed up in the entire operation, he would definitely be wanted by everyone.

Even if he wasn't silenced, he wouldn't be able to escape for long.

Because not only the Brotherhood of Steel, Xiao Liangshan, the Mafia, and the officials of the Beacon Country are looking for him, but even countries around the world will list him as a terrorist, the kind that they will kill first when they see him. It can be said that he is doomed.

If it weren't for the death curse on his heart, which would be worse than death, he would have run away long ago.

So the witch incarnation has now become his life-saving straw, and she is telling the truth, afraid that she can't explain it clearly, and she just wants him to be accepted, even if it means being a dog.

Looking at the little pig that the big devil transformed into, the Iron Alchemist didn't think it was shameful to be a dog for the witch. Besides, let alone stepping on him, he could even sit on him.

(End of this chapter)