Witch Redemption

The reason is simple: the skill "Moment of Divine Punishment" is an extremely restrictive super-tier magic for lightning-type mages. This is not the ultimate killing move that witches can learn before level 30 of their magic book, but a special skill unlocked after level 50 of their magic book.

Indeed, witches face various limitations when using certain skills, such as restrictions on weapons, duration, and casting time. These limitations are not something a mere "hero" can ignore; they are all unavoidable.

Undoubtedly, the biggest limitation of "Moment of Divine Punishment" is that it requires time. A five-minute charging time allows the thunderclouds in the sky to gather to their final point, giving birth to an extremely powerful strike. This strike is likely not only to severely injure this dark monster, but may even kill her directly and level the entire area.

It was precisely because he believed that ten lieutenant generals, together with ten demonic guards, could buy enough time that Adrian was so confident in gathering the thunderclouds in the sky. However, he did not expect that just one last step would be needed before the ten lieutenant generals were instantly killed, and the situation changed once again.

Fortunately, there were only ten seconds left, so we were sure we could make it!

"The Demon Guardians have completely stalled this monster and even gained a huge advantage, so we just need to keep dragging it out. The most troublesome one is this foreign witch, Roman Hydra. She has a strange sealed artifact and a large number of summoned creatures, so she shouldn't be underestimated. We must kill her first to gain an absolute advantage!"

This foreign witch was far too mysterious. Adrian had no idea just how powerful she was, or whether she would be as troublesome as the three foreign witches from before. It was precisely because of her unassuming nature, her sudden and astonishing display of power when the time was right, and her despicable methods, that Adrian grew increasingly disgusted with this old hag.

Clearly, this thorn in our side must be eliminated immediately!

Adrian changed his mind. Now, the black monster could die whenever it wanted, but Roman Hydra had to die immediately!

"About five seconds left! You're dead!"

The thunderclouds in the sky began to transform into a violently swirling vortex, about to converge into a final point, to completely annihilate this hateful creature with devastating lightning.

However, Adrian did not expect that, just as the countdown reached its last five seconds, a series of terrifying tremors suddenly came from underground.

Before he could even comprehend what had happened, seven hideous, fleshy monsters suddenly burst from the ground, towering above him with their hideous maws, intending to devour him whole. A torrent of corrosive saliva and a stench assaulted his nostrils. Indeed, Adrian could recklessly cast this spell to buy himself five seconds.

But he had to gamble, gamble that he could survive those five seconds.

Is it realistically possible?

These seven bizarre, fleshy monsters that sprang out from all directions were incredibly fast. No matter how you looked at it, they wouldn't give him those five seconds. He either had to give up charging up this powerful attack, or he had to gamble like a gambler.

If you win, you'll both perish; if you lose, you'll lose everything.

So-called intelligent beings are those that can weigh things, consider any possible escape routes, and weigh any gains and losses.

It was this hesitation that caused him to let the corrosive saliva drip onto his face, burning with a sizzling, corrosive pain. That excruciating pain became the last straw that broke Adrian's back. He was finally certain that if he dared to gamble, he would lose one hundred percent.

He no longer had those five seconds to prepare; his opponent wouldn't give him the chance to take them both down with him.

"Thunder Strike!"

The super thundercloud that should have been gathering until the very last moment suddenly vanished completely, replaced by Adrian's magic power erupting once more. All of this magic power, through the artifact called "Thunderous Ephemeral Flower," transformed into a towering incandescent lightning bolt, forming a lightning-filled beam of light within a radius of thirty meters.

At that moment, the seven terrifying monsters that were so close at hand were all reduced to charcoal by the impact of the lightning, and died forever.

This is the power of a general-level expert; he can use his near-invincible magic to make the powerful elemental skills that should belong to witches even more astonishing. In almost a second, seven incredibly powerful monsters, whose combined strength was enough to fight a lieutenant general, died on the spot.

Adrian has become unreasonable. From this moment on, he has decided to stop standing still and instead launch an offensive that will take a lot of time.

He wanted to take the initiative and use his most extensive combat experience to wage a spectacular duel. Even if he died at the hands of this foreign witch, he had to defend his last shred of dignity; otherwise, if he allowed this despicable woman to continue causing trouble, he suspected there would be serious problems.

Indeed, if he hadn't used "Divine Punishment Moment," these veterans shouldn't have died.

Self-blame was pointless, and Adrian was about to take another step when what happened a few hundred meters away made him feel terrified again. While he was dealing with the seven monsters, those strange and ugly humanoid monsters actually began to ignore the battlefield and directly moved the corpses of the ten lieutenant generals together. It was obvious what these guys wanted to do.

"damn it!"

He absolutely could not let the opponent succeed. Adrian unleashed a speed comparable to lightning, forcefully traversing the hundreds of meters. With a wave of his hand, he used the divine artifact "Thunderous Ephemeral Flower" to release forty incredibly thick bolts of lightning, directly destroying the ten trash monsters that were carrying the corpses together. He thought he had stopped everything.

But how could he, having made a mistake once, possibly stop these successive countermeasures?

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Even intelligent beings with reason can be deceived by reason. The more they are bound by ethics and common sense, the more likely they are to make the worst choices in times of crisis.

Indeed, Li Lan was gambling, gambling that the powerful figures of this kingdom would not directly destroy their corpses because of their deep friendship with these subordinates.

He knew from the beginning that this powerful figure was perhaps unbeatable, at the level of a general. Destroying him would be no different than crushing an ant. So he was always gambling, on one hand that the opponent could not determine his true strength, and on the other hand that the general had common sense and ethics.

Without a doubt, this general's common sense and ethics are clearly on the normal side. If this guy were ruthless and extremely cunning, he would never have attacked those humanoid followers who were transporting the corpses. Instead, he would have simply raised his hand and completely destroyed the corpses of these lieutenant generals.

Unfortunately, this guy didn't, and it was precisely because he didn't that he couldn't stop Li Lan.

"We succeeded again!"

The well-hidden, earth-yellow humanoid follower was lurking underground, and it was underground that the Book of Dark Fusion was activated.

In an instant, the flesh and blood of all the elven generals began to writhe wildly, like boiling water, trembling, intertwining, and merging... Adrian instinctively wanted to destroy this pool of evil flesh and blood, but it was too late!

"Damn it! That despicable foreign witch!"

Adrian realized he had made a grave mistake. His eyes widened in fury as he activated the divine artifact hovering before him with all his might, attempting to use the strongest lightning power to stop the fusion of flesh and blood.

Unfortunately, this bizarre fusion of flesh and blood was different from the fusions Li Lan had seen before. It felt as if the flesh and blood had a consciousness, spreading out in all directions and seeping into the earth, thus avoiding the thunderous attack launched by Adrian.

In less than three seconds, it fused together deep underground and burst forth from the ground, sending dust flying everywhere.

What they saw was a blood-red giant, without facial features or an ugly appearance that polluted their vision. It was simply a red humanoid figure made of flesh and blood, and this humanoid figure exuded an immense pressure that instilled fear.

No one expected that the ten mid-level elf corpses, combined through the Book of Dark Fusion, would amplify their potential to the extreme, reaching a quality level close to that of a general, once again causing a dramatic change in the entire situation.

Li Lan knew that they were safe for the time being. Even if Xue Ling couldn't take care of them, this monster at the level of a near-general could still give the strongmen of this kingdom a hard time.

"Snow Antelope, don't stop! Fight with all your might!"

Give Li Lan another ten minutes, and it should be almost done. Even if Xue Ling is forced to retreat, he will have a way to deal with the kingdom's powerful figure who may be seriously injured, as well as the large number of half-crippled blood monsters.

So let the storm rage on!

Chapter 30 The Unkillable Witch Puppet

The Elf Kingdom, Margaret City, a charming city nestled within the kingdom, is separated from the chaotic border town of Skandar by only a wall.

To use a more apt analogy, the difference between heaven and hell is like this: from here all the way to the capital of the Elf Kingdom, you will not see any slave class; everyone will start as a commoner, and their quality of life will have risen to a whole new level.

At this moment, a young man dressed in magnificent royal down clothing, escorted by the kingdom's army, arrived behind the giant wall separating Skandar and Margaret, as if he were conducting an on-site investigation.

"How long ago was the report about City Lord Adrian?"

The young man spoke in a deep voice, clearly asking the city lord of Margaret City, a rather old-looking general of the kingdom, Gresham.

"To be precise, it was yesterday that General Adrian mentioned the large number of deaths among the common people and slaves in Skandar. He then imposed martial law on the entire city and closed all entrances and exits to confirm the situation. Today, he has confirmed that this is a harbinger of the 'Dark Plague,' so he has activated the lockdown barrier in advance to prevent the situation from worsening."

Gresham explained the situation truthfully, and his attitude was extremely respectful.

"Has the capital already been notified?"

"Yes, but the reinforcements from over there probably won't arrive until tomorrow."

The young man simply nodded, then his sapphire-like eyes remained fixed on the very top of the high wall.

Gresham only knew that the young man was named "Fryn Itty," a special envoy of the royal family, who had been stationed in Margaret City for three years, and he didn't know what kind of mission he was secretly carrying out.

He wouldn't have dared to disturb this high-ranking royal duke about the matter of Skandar, but unexpectedly, this lord came to his door in person today, which made Gresham both surprised and frightened, worried that poor hospitality would bring trouble.

Even though Gresham is quite old and still loyal, the new royal family that seized power through a coup many years ago has too great a reputation. To date, they have eliminated countless noble forces and rebellious royal forces. He feels it's better to be cautious.

The royal youth named "Fryn Itty" took a few steps forward without making a sound, and suddenly his tall figure stopped as if he had bumped into an invisible barrier.

"Grand Duke Frien, this is an isolation barrier set up by Lord Adrian in conjunction with generals from many kingdoms. It can only be forcibly opened from the outside by the arrival of those demigod-level rulers. Before that, you should try not to come into contact with this barrier to avoid any accidents."

After all, Skandar was facing the "Dark Plague," and the lord of the neighboring city of Margaret, Gresham, was terrified. He had been worried since this morning that his city would also be affected, and the surveillance of the people had risen to an all-time high.

"Okay, I understand. I'm just taking a look."

Frien responded and then took out a strange book hanging from his waist. How should I put it? Gresham felt that the book looked like a magic book that only witches would possess, but it didn't quite feel like it.

The ice-blue cover, distinct from the witch's natal magic book, combined with numerous gold engravings, clearly indicated its high-end nature. The only commonality was that the contents of the book were completely blank, and outsiders could not see any text at all.

Frien opened the strange book, staring at the unknown information on it for a long time before suddenly muttering, "Indeed, it's the Black Plague, and this pollution of the land is quite unusual. Could it be the ancient creator mentioned above? I have a feeling it's man-made, very likely the Roman Hydra mentioned by Lord Adrian. However, this is not my responsibility, and I won't disobey orders if I don't interfere."

"After all, my only target was those two missing witches, which is also my only stain back then."

Frien's mutterings were indistinct, and none of the kingdom's soldiers standing around him could understand what he was babbling about.

However, the soldiers around them were certain of one thing: for a fleeting moment, the Grand Duke of the royal family revealed a murderous intent that made them feel as if they were trapped in an ice cave.

"Ok?"

His sharp eyes suddenly noticed that several figures of the kingdom's soldiers seemed to have appeared in the air above the hundreds-of-meters-high wall. "Are they the lieutenant generals from Skandar's side? What are they doing? Lifting this barrier? Has something happened inside?"

Just as Frien had this thought, suddenly, the magical book in front of him trembled and emitted a soft, pure white light.

"..." Frien was stunned for a few seconds, his expression gradually changing from astonishment to ecstasy, and finally to relief. "The gears of fate have begun to turn! I have waited for this day for far too long!"

"Lord Gresham, gather the troops in the city as soon as possible and send messengers to inform the neighboring cities of Mengori and Grot. The blockade will likely be lifted soon, and Skandar needs your reinforcements!"

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With Li Lan's assistance, the twin sister Xue Ling, who had transformed into a pitch-black behemoth, experienced a significant reduction in pressure and gradually became accustomed to her terrifying body.

Whether it's those two ferocious forepaws or the numerous constantly writhing tentacles on her back, they all seem to be extensions of the snow antelope's arms. She can wield these limbs at will, unleashing extremely powerful physical attacks.

Of course, as an unarmed monster, relying solely on physical attacks would be futile in turning the tide of the battle. Snow Antelope had only begun to grasp this body, which could be called a "demigod," but in reality, she hadn't unleashed her full power, nor had she truly controlled this extraordinary dark realm.

"I need a weapon! I need to use my innate magic book!"

Snow Antelope was very clear-headed, and it was precisely because she was too clear-headed that she was restricted from performing normally, instead of fighting like a real monster.

At that moment, the ten sharp blades that spiraled upwards at lightning speed, with an unstoppable offensive, completely annihilated the ten kingdom generals, and after soaring thousands of meters into the air, they began to fall freely.

What is the biggest difference between humans and wild animals?

It is wisdom, and emotion.

Humans are swayed by emotions, and because of emotions, humans can calmly face death for an ideal or a principle.

Humans are governed by intelligence. Because of intelligence, humans have learned to use all sorts of tools and weapons to arm themselves to be more powerful than any wild beast.

Snow Antelope is human, not just a monster, so she must change how this monster body is used.

The numerous black tentacles that burst forth fiercely withstood the attacks of the ten blood-red monsters, while the remaining ten tentacles shot out like lightning and wrapped around the ten fallen short blades.

At that moment, her attack method was about to change!

These flesh-and-blood puppets, possessing only the souls of witches, are nothing more than mindless wild dogs. They are like the highest-level zombies, clinging tightly to their prey with their incredibly strong bodies.

They all opened their blood-red maws ferociously, and with each bite of their opponent's flesh, their bodies underwent further evolution and assimilation.

In just five minutes, the Twin Witches Snow Antelope devoured about twenty tentacles and a third of her body, creating ten hunters that gradually turned from blood red to the same black color as her.

"No need to dodge, no need to fear! Either you kill me first, or I tear you all to pieces!"

With this ruthless abandon, the twin witches, Snow Antelope, continuously wielded their massive tentacles, transforming them into luring attacks. After one attack failed, they allowed the pack of crazed wild dogs to climb up on them.

Using both hands and feet, they tore through the flesh of the tentacles with terrifying speed, opening their gaping maws full of fangs to suck the blood and devour the shattered flesh...

Everything has come to an end!