Miss Witch, it's time to clean up the entries

Chapter 133 This scene is not suitable for girls

Nancy Stuart's beautiful eyes were like the brightest stars in the night sky, sparkling with azure light.

Li En looked at her with a little obsession, and because she was too close to him, the body fragrance had already reached his nose, stimulating his nerves.

"You want to assassinate them?"

Nancy Stuart's eyes were still bright in the night, and there was surprise and a hint of joy that could not be concealed in her eyes.

As the deacon of the Rose Thorn and a bloodthirsty assassin herself, she habitually thought of ways related to her profession.

However, she soon realized that assassinating them, especially in Yusofa, was basically unrealistic.

Not to mention that Li En is only a three-star Glory Knight, even if he is a five-star bloodthirsty assassin, he has no way to kill the Rose Territory's Minister of War Sting Litt under the protection of everyone.

Moreover, killing them would be tantamount to declaring war on Mary.

One third of the Rose Army is stationed here. If the relationship is broken, Li En will be like being in a cage, unable to escape.

This is not a good deal.

It will also make all previous efforts go to waste.

Nancy Stuart was about to persuade Lee En to give up this immature decision when she heard Lee En whisper in her ear,

"No, I will sacrifice them."

Nancy Stuart paused slightly.

Sacrifice? That's even more problematic than assassination.

First of all, the God of Tiger is a righteous God. He does not accept any evil sacrifices, that is, sacrifices at the cost of human lives, and they cannot obtain the grace of the God of Tiger.

In other words, Li En must offer sacrifice to some evil being in order to get a response.

Secondly, sacrifices must be made with the preparation of sacrificial rituals, altars, and offerings.

If the three of them were to be sacrificed, they had to be led to the altar.

Being able to seduce them is one thing, but luring them is another.

No matter who Li En sends as bait, there will definitely be indelible traces in the process, and they will eventually be traced back to Li En.

At that time, Mary only needs to tell the Holy See that Li En is an out-and-out heretic, and ask the Holy See to take Li En to the Supreme Court of the Holy Empire's capital for trial, and he will have no way to continue to help Catherine.

By then, even if the Moria family would come forward to protect him, the Blue Moon Territory would have fallen into Mary's hands long ago.

This is an even worse deal.

Although Nancy Stuart hated Sting Little and his knights very much, what Li En did was definitely not worth it.

"It's too risky."

Nancy Stuart wanted to persuade Lee En to give up this immature idea, but she heard Lee En say,
"What if it's in a dream?"

"In a dream?"

Nancy Stuart's eyes lit up slightly. She understood immediately and didn't need Li En to explain anything extra.

Because she has the ability to enter other people's dreams.

"Although I can let all three of them enter your dream, are you sure that the sacrifices made in the dream can get real feedback?"

Nancy Stuart also tried to assassinate people in her dreams, but failed every time. The people who died in the dream would still be alive and kicking the next day.

She guessed that it was because she was not a real succubus. She only had certain characteristics of a succubus, but did not fully obtain their abilities.

But Li En only needed her to lead the three people into his dream, because the rest could be left to the [Eye of Doom].

[Eye of Doom] will not let its sacrifice jump around alive.

"Don't worry, Nancy. Let's have a sweet dream together."

He took Nancy Stuart's hand.

Nancy Stuart's cheeks flushed slightly and she closed her eyes.

The two of them lay together quietly and fell asleep.

They first appeared in Li En's dream, a world with TV, sofa, cola and potato chips.

The TV also plays romantic action movies starring Japanese stars.

Li En immediately pressed the remote control and turned off the TV awkwardly.

This picture is not suitable for young girls.

Although Nancy Stuart is already an adult.

Nancy Stuart's face flushed red. Although she had only seen a little bit of the beautiful scene, her rich imagination could almost complete the whole story.

"What is that... that square box? Why is there someone inside?"

"Oh, just some magical props I imagined. There are only actors inside. They perform a play and then project it into a box. This box is called a TV."

Li En explained that it felt like imparting modern knowledge to ancient people. It was very wonderful, and what Pinocchio wanted to say depended entirely on his preferences.

“There’s actually a play like this.”

Nancy Stuart was stunned.

Li En just smiled awkwardly. Perhaps it was because he had a beauty like Nancy Stuart in his dream that he unconsciously had wrong thoughts, so he dreamed of this kind of movie.

Of course, he would never admit to such a thing.

Nancy Stuart surveyed her surroundings and asked curiously, "This doesn't look like an altar. How do you create one in a dream? Which evil god are you trying to please?"

"this is very simple."

Li En had already had a successful experience, so this time he only needed to copy homework and had no psychological pressure at all.

He stamped the wooden floor beneath his feet and said, "There must be an ancient altar here."

As soon as he finished speaking, the ground beneath his feet turned into an altar.

An ancient altar that stretches as far as the eye can see.

The ancient altar was surrounded by the black tail feathers of a one-eyed crow, symbolizing darkness and decadence. The dull breathing sounds rose and fell in the silent night.

The altar was covered with scarlet silk, from which drops of dark golden blood slowly dripped, gathering into patches of strange light.

Watching the scene change before her eyes, Nancy Stuart was once again shocked.

Although she was not an ignorant newbie and had even seen many bloody scenes, this was the first time she had seen such a magnificent cult altar.

Moreover, this was constructed by a person in a dream.

Even she, who had eaten the flesh of a succubus, couldn't do it.

"We need a disaster bed here."

Li En continued.

Thus, a bed of disaster, made of countless human bones, rose from the ground.

There are 999 floors from bottom to top, and there is no end in sight.

It is magnificent, like a creation of God.

Unless tens of thousands of people are killed, the pile cannot reach such a height.

The top layer is still the Eye of Doom totem made up of fresh human eyeballs, dripping with blood and full of eyeballs.

"I need a group of sacrificial companions."

Li En said slowly.

People in black robes appeared beside the altar. They appeared out of thin air, as if they were mass-produced by AI computers, and soon surrounded the altar in circles.

They stood there quietly, as if waiting for Li En to continue giving orders.

Nancy Stuart was completely shocked.

"how did you do it?"

"This is my dream. I control my dreams. Isn't that normal?"

Li En asked in confusion.

"No, this is not normal. No one can control their dreams like this. Dreams are unconscious and controlled, but you rely on your own power to control the dream."

Nancy Stuart said.

Li En touched his chin and asked, "Could it be that I can do this because I have learned to control my consciousness?"

"Maybe. I'll help you lead them here now." Nancy Stuart turned around and her figure disappeared in the dream.

This is the power of the succubus.

Li En only needs to wait for the three sacrifices to appear.

At the same time, Rose Territory's Minister of War, Sting Litt, who was sleeping with his maid in his arms in the temporary residence, fell into a hazy dream.

He rubbed his eyes, pushed away the maid beside him, and sat up from the bed.

He saw Nancy Stuart.

She was wearing a white dress, so beautiful that she stood quietly in front of him.

There was greed and excitement in Sting Little's eyes.

"Nancy Scalia, have you finally realized your mistake? As long as you serve me well, I won't be willing to give you away to anyone else."

Nancy Stuart gave him a cold look and turned away.

Sting Little immediately stood up and followed without even bothering to put on his clothes.

He walked out of the mansion and into the deep darkness.

The white figure was always not far or near in front of him.

Like a fish that has taken the bait, he kept moving toward the place that Nancy Stuart had designated for him.

No matter how he shouted threats behind her, Nancy Stuart never stopped.

Until Sting Little realized something was wrong.

He frowned, "Is this a dream?"

Nancy Stuart turned and looked at him. "Yes, this is a dream."

"Oh, it was a dream. I met you in my dream. It's really wonderful, isn't it?"

Sting Little reached out and tried to grab Nancy Stuart.

Nancy Stuart turned and merged into the black mist.

When Sting Little came to his senses, he was already in the middle of the altar.

There were two knights beside him, both of whom were his trusted subordinates.

"Why are you here too?"

Sting Litt asked in confusion why his dream had called in both of his subordinates?
“I was drawn here by Nancy Scalia.”

"Me too."

The words of the two knights instantly made Sting Litt alert.

But this is a dream after all. What could Nancy Stuart do to them in the dream?

Could it be that he was creating a nightmare to scare them on purpose?

Thinking of this, Sting Little couldn't help but laugh.

"Hahaha, Nancy Scalia, you are such a naive little girl. You think you can warn us by constructing a nightmare? Sorry, nightmares only make us feel more excited. We will find you in the real world and let you experience what a real nightmare is."

The two knights followed suit, attacking Nancy Stuart with foul language.

But Nancy Stuart didn't mind.

She exited the dream immediately.

All that remains is for Li En to connect with the evil god himself.

Nancy Stuart didn't think she had the courage to face the evil god.

Li En also didn't want her to be contaminated by the aura of the Eye of Doom.

The laughter of the three people echoed in the empty altar, becoming louder and louder.

Then they found that there were many people in black robes around them, and they were also laughing.

This strange scene scared them silly.

"who are you?"

Sting Little asked nervously.

The men in black robes all took off their hoods, revealing Lee En's handsome face, and answered Sting Little at the same time.

"It's me, Lee En Moriah."

"Damn, what the hell is this?! Why are there so many Lee En Moriahs!!!"

Sting Little and the two knights cursed together.

Li En and others smiled and cut their wrists, pouring the blood into the groove under the altar.

Their blood boiled, and they spoke at the same time, reciting in a loud voice,
"The remnant of the great Gadai."

"The Eastern God who controls disaster and misfortune."

“Please respond to your devout followers.”

"Let's have a feast of blood and flesh."

"I offer you Sting Little and his two knights as a sacrifice."

“Requesting your feedback.”

"Please respond to your believers and bring your power."

"Eye of Doom."

"Please open your eyes."

As the chanting grew louder, the surrounding air began to distort and an ominous aura filled the air.

Sting Little and his two knights had a bad feeling and they looked nervously at the dark sky.

"Damn it, we're being sacrificed."

"Is this summoning the Eye of Doom?"

"Impossible, impossible, this is a dream, it's okay, don't panic, we will be fine, this is just a nightmare that bitch created to warn us, there is no way anything will happen to us."

"Yes, how could the Eye of Doom be summoned in a dream? Even if it was summoned, it would only be an illusion!"

"We will definitely be fine. After we wake up, we will go deal with that bitch together."

Sting Litt kept comforting himself and his subordinates, but he had already noticed that the temperature of the air around him had suddenly dropped and he felt an invisible terrifying pressure.

The dark clouds in the sky dissipated, and an illusory eye emerged. Its body was covered with blasphemous runes, making it impossible to look directly at it.

He opened his eyes and looked at the three knights under the altar.

Although they are not as substantial as the forest spirits, they can still be considered delicious food.

The Eye of Doom likes their greed and filthiness, and such souls are very chewy to eat.

Sting Litt and his two trusted knights were stunned at the same time.

They would never have imagined that the Eye of Doom would actually descend upon this dream.

The oppressive feeling that was as real as reality made them want to escape. Regardless of whether this was a dream or not, they had already felt the threat of death.

"hehe."

[Eye of Doom] let out a familiar sneer in Li En's ear.

The next second, the three knights who wanted to escape were shackled by chains falling from the sky.

The chains quickly retracted and swallowed them into the eyelash-less eye of the Eye of Doom.

Sting Litt, the Minister of War and a five-star knight, was completely powerless in the face of such an evil god. He was like an ant, struggling and cursing Li En at the beginning and crying and begging for mercy without dignity in the end. It only took a few seconds.

"Leen Moria, you heretic! You will be sent to the gallows and the guillotine, you super heretic who believes in the Eye of Doom! I curse you%...&*"

"Leen Moria, you can't kill me. I'm the War Minister of Rose Territory. I'm an earl. You can't kill me. You can't sacrifice me. Stop it! You must stop! You can't bear the wrath of Lady Mary."

"Please, save me, Li En Moriah, I was wrong. I will never covet your woman again, never again."

Then, there were the heart-wrenching screams of three people and the familiar chewing sounds.

Li En watched all this with an indifferent expression.
"Sorry, it's too late."

(End of this chapter)