Witch Monastery

Calling her name, he began to interact with her slowly and evenly.

Yuta opened her mouth slightly, her brain was blank, she couldn't think at all, she could only follow her feelings and let out a sweet and pleasant moaning sound: "Ah..."

Gradually, her arms gradually wrapped around his back, and the two of them interacted more and more, coordinating with each other very well.

"Master, I——"

She raised her little head, her eyes blurred, her mouth slightly open, as if she was very thirsty. Hawthorne understood her desire, and immediately lowered his head and kissed her two thin and rosy lips deeply.

During the long and deep kiss, Jutta reached the second peak of happiness in her life.

However, Hawthorne was far from finished.

Later, Heidi also joined the battle, but she did not indulge herself under him. Instead, she used her fingers to cooperate with him in playing with Jutta, attacking her from the front and back, tormenting this beautiful girl who always had a cold expression.

Therefore, Yuta, who was just experiencing it for the first time, was naturally defeated.

, after several climaxes in a row, almost crying for mercy, Hawthorne finally exploded inside her and ended with another deep kiss.

After that, he changed his clothes with Heidi's help, got up, left poor Jutta alone in the room, and went to the kitchen to cook to meet his most basic dietary needs.

When he finished breakfast and returned to the small room, he found that Jutta was still lying naked on the bed, her delicate body bathed in the sun, her eyes staring blankly at the ceiling, obviously playing dirty.

Hawthorne immediately thought that he could not spoil her like this, so he and Heidi worked together again, and after unlocking several new positions for her, he hugged the two naked girls, lay on the bed, and slowly rested.

Ah, such a beautiful day...

Unfortunately, it will only be like this today. This kind of time cannot last long...

He was very clear-headed and knew that the witches would be back soon. By then, his living environment would still be very dangerous. He had to be vigilant at all times and devote himself to the battle of wits and courage with the witches.

Not only that, he also knew that his little tricks would not fool Regolas for too long. This cunning demon would soon see through his lies. By then, since he had exposed so many secrets of the Nine Hells Kings, who knew what would happen...

Thinking of this, his expression could not help but become a little sad. Sensing his change of mood, Heidi slowly raised her head and said, "Master, what's wrong?"

"Nothing." Hawthorne shook his head. "It's just that I can't understand why I ended up provoking the devil last night..."

Heidi's expression was not surprised: "There is no one to manage the slums, so it is normal for demons to come here to secretly develop some evil cults."

When she said this, her expression changed slightly: "By the way, Master, since they are subordinates of the Nine Hells Devil, I think this might be what they are looking for."

As she spoke, she stretched her smooth arms out from under the quilt, reached into the disheveled nun's robe she had taken off beside the bed, and then took out a small box.

The small box seemed to be made of iron, and on each of its eight corners was a sculpture carved out of bone.

It seemed to have no opening, and all six sides were painted with mysterious and complex patterns that seemed to be words or patterns.

"I found this on a body when I was searching Uta yesterday," she said softly, "I brought it back because I thought it might be important."

When Hawthorne saw this thing, his eyebrows raised.

Purgatory puzzle box!

He recognized this thing. It was a container that was completely isolated from magic and almost impossible to open by physical means. If he wanted to open it, he had to solve the puzzle on the box.

Moreover, this thing is a container that the devil uses when making deals with humans.

Not only that, the workmanship of the Purgatory Puzzle Box is extremely complicated, so the things inside must not be cheap. Either it is some expensive treasures, or it is a secret contract signed by the devil and their partners!

Tsk, has the eye demon Shannasa become so bold that she has even started to make a deal with the devil...

As he thought about this, Uta, who was a little weak from the torture, opened his eyes and whispered, "Purgatory puzzle box, it's not easy to open. Solving the puzzle above requires extremely high intelligence, so except for those who know the answer, almost no one can open it."

Hearing this, Hawthorne's lips suddenly curled up into a smile.

"It's all right," he said. "I can open it."

Both witches looked at him with disbelief, while Hawthorne's face was full of confidence.

He has already seen this box. Although he does not recognize any of the words on the box, don't forget that he has the magic power to summon the "Eye of the Rune Guardian"!

He could definitely understand the numbers on them. Not only that, as an old player, he also clearly remembered what the puzzles of each type of Purgatory puzzle box in the game were, as well as what steps were needed to solve them!

For most people in this world, it would take a long time to open this thing. But for Hawthorne, it was simply an open-book exam!

Well, the type number is thirteen. This means that we need to erase the pattern here and then put a drop of blood on this bone carving...

"Jutta," he whispered, raising the index finger of his left hand, "cut a hole in my finger."

Yuta hesitated: "But, Master..."

"Be obedient," he urged, "This is a necessary step to open the box."

Jutta had no choice but to stretch out her fingernail and gently scratch the tip of his thumb.

Hiss - it hurts!

Hawthorne gritted his teeth secretly, bright red blood oozing from the wound. Not daring to delay, he quickly pressed his finger on the small statue in the corner of the box.

Snapped--

Suddenly, the box opened. He then moved his fingers away, and Heidi quickly took out one of his magic books, injected magic into it, and used healing magic to heal his wounds.

Hawthorne didn't care about his minor injury. He looked down and saw a neatly folded arm guard as delicate as silk lying quietly in the middle of the box.

Suddenly, his pupils contracted!

Illusionist Armguards!

Chapter 51: Illusionist Armguard

This thing belongs to the sorcerer.

Artifact!

In every game, there are always some specific equipment that can greatly improve specific characters. With it or without it, it is like two different games.

The Illusionist's Armguards are such a perfect god-level equipment for the sorcerer!

It is very rare, at least it is extremely difficult to get in the game; and as for its effect, it is not that strong: it just allows the person who equips it to perform a trick again immediately after performing the trick.

It should be noted that although the power of magic tricks will increase with the improvement of level and key attributes of spellcasting, it is something that can be released at will without consuming any mana, so its power is indeed limited.

The power of a cantrip is often inferior to that of a first-level damaging spell—and the latter usually has special spell effects.

Therefore, this thing is a very useless equipment for most spellcasters.

But it's different for a sorcerer. The sorcerer's unique professional feature - Magical Energy Invocation - contains an option that can specifically enhance the power of the magic explosion trick, which is the painful magic explosion that Hawthorne had been thinking about before!

After learning this magic energy invocation, the power of the magic energy explosion will almost double.

Among all the magic tricks, magic energy explosion already has the highest damage, and it is also noble force field damage. If it is doubled, its destructive power can be imagined!

Then add the Illusionist Armguard, and you can shoot out two magic energy explosions at once, with double the damage, without any consumption...

This damage is simply explosive!

A Warlock without the Illusionist's Armguards is just a character that can quickly restore mana in the early and middle stages of the game, so he has strong endurance, but he is weak in the late stages and can only be used as a transitional tool profession.

And with it, the Warlock can serve as the core of the team's output, and can be an absolute late-game big C who shoots all the way!

I made a profit. No matter how difficult the game was last night, it was definitely a huge profit!

He let out a long sigh, and for a moment he was in a very good mood, and could hardly hold back his laughter.

He turned his head and kissed Heidi gently on the cheek: "You are really my lucky star, dear."

Heidi smiled sweetly, while Jutta on the other side looked a little jealous.

Hawthorne then asked, "Heidi, Jutta, do you two know how to learn and train to obtain the magic power of 'Painful Magic Explosion'?"

Hearing this, the two witches looked at each other in bewilderment. Then, Heidi shook her head slightly: "I don't know, Master. This kind of knowledge is the unique skills of many powerful beings and it is impossible to pass it on easily."

"Perhaps the warlocks who are subordinate to them may also obtain this knowledge, but they will not leak it. Therefore, we do not know the training methods of these magic energy summoning."

After she said this, Hawthorne couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, but he also knew that games and reality couldn't be confused. He couldn't learn so much profound knowledge by just clicking twice on the skill interface.

On the other side of his body, Yuta suddenly added: "But, Die, who has read the memories of many people, may know how to obtain this magic energy summoning?"

Hearing this, Huo Sang's eyes lit up: "Oh, right, if you two work together, you should be able to take her down now, right?"

Although the great threat of Yuta has surrendered, it does not mean that they are safe. Butterfly's existence is still a big problem in their hearts.

After all, this witch already knew his biggest secret, and if he allowed her to act freely, it would definitely be a disaster in the future.

What if after she loses her memory, something suddenly goes wrong in her brain and she starts telling her secrets to everyone, especially those other witches, then she will suffer a great loss.

Considering her own safety and future, the witch Die must be purified by herself as soon as possible.

Hearing this, Yuta nodded slightly, her tone full of confidence: "Of course, Die's strength has been declining over the years. Although she didn't express it clearly, we all felt it very clearly."

"After the Witch Night, she will be in a state of unclear memory and weakened strength for quite a long time. She will need the care of other witches before she can slowly return to normal."

"It's the most appropriate time to take action now."

As she said this, Yuta's eyes sparkled. Although her face remained cold, her tone was full of hope. She looked at him and said, "Before the Witch Night, Die asked me to take care of her. So if I do it, she will definitely not be on guard at all!"

Hawthorne's eyes lit up, and Heidi beside him hurriedly said, "She also asked me to take care of her. Jutta, when the time comes, we can work together to deal with her!"

Yuta nodded in agreement. Seeing this, Hawthorne heaved a sigh of relief, his heart falling back into his stomach: "That's good, then next, we just have to wait for Die to come back."

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but become more active: "Except for Celine, the remaining three witches, Heidi and Jutta, if you join forces, you are confident that you can win them, right?"

Heidi nodded: "Of course, the other three are weaker than me. If the two of us work together, it will be no problem to take them down."

Hawthorne immediately smiled: "That's good, now we just have to wait for them to come back."

Based on past experience, these witches might have to hide outside for another two or three days, or even eight or nine days, until they have completely dealt with the things they left behind.

He will return to the monastery only after clearing away the negative influence of the Witch Night on himself and recovering to his full potential.

Therefore, these things cannot be rushed, and Hawthorne cannot immediately obtain a large number of evolution points.

"And besides that, Celine..."

When this was mentioned, Heidi's expression suddenly became a little sad: "If Die has not recovered to her peak strength, I'm afraid that even if all of us put together, it would be difficult to take down Celine..."

Yuta's expression was not very good either: "Indeed, Celine... is really a level higher in power than us."

"Even if we manage to defeat her, I'm afraid we won't be able to keep her here. If she wants to leave, she can still do so, and she'll cause a lot of noise..."

She looked sad, and Hawthorne nodded slightly in approval.

As a player, he naturally knew more clearly how powerful Celine was. Not only was she a powerful eleventh-level spellcaster who mastered a six-ring spell that could communicate with the root power of the elemental world and change the landscape at will, causing large-scale damage, she also had a certain ability to predict the future.

It should be noted that the power of spells at different levels is clearly differentiated, and every three rings is a major watershed.

This means that a third-ring spell is much stronger than a second-ring spell, completely crushing it; and a sixth-ring spell is also far superior to a fifth-ring spell.

What's even more terrifying is the latter, her mysterious ability to predict the future: if she has a bad premonition and runs away in advance, there's nothing you can do to her; and if she decides to take the initiative to fight, it often means that she has already predicted it and is sure to win this battle!

So, under normal circumstances, with the strength of this group of people, they have no way to deal with Celine.

"Fortunately, unless something really happens, Celine usually won't return to the monastery." He sighed softly, "As long as we are careful and don't arouse her suspicion, there shouldn't be any big problems."

Each witch has her own unique hobby when absorbing souls. As a witch who can predict the future, Celine's hobby is to play with other people's fate.

This witch especially loves those people who are poor but self-reliant. She likes to make them think that they have been favored by fate, such as secretly helping them to get into the dream school or certificate, get a rare job opportunity, get the appreciation of a "big shot", or the love of a boy or girl...

Then, just when he thinks his future is bright, his hard work will be rewarded, and his life is getting better rapidly, everything good is secretly shattered!

For example, he could let his beloved parents suddenly get terminal illness, have an accident at work, have his place in school replaced by a big shot's child, or his beloved girl fall in love with him just because it's the master's job...

She likes to use such blows to make the lucky chosen one go crazy and suffer, turning him or her into an antisocial personality, and then she will come out and enjoy the delicious food that desperate soul can provide.

Naturally, the cycle of such activities is very long, so she is away all year round and will not easily return to the monastery.

This gave Hawthorne time to accumulate strength.

"Then, we'll wait for at least half a year, and at most a year and a half..." His eyes flickered as he recalled Celine's weaknesses. A rough plan emerged in his mind. "Then, we'll take her down in one fell swoop!"

Real Estate Company

Chapter 52: Magical Will

In an abandoned building complex in the Nangang District slums.

This was once a large timber processing plant belonging to the Sayin Empire. After the withdrawal of its troops, it was gradually abandoned, and until now, it has become a place where some criminals operate.

Today, a group of guys wearing dirty gray cloaks with brain-shaped symbols embroidered on them with black silk threads gathered here, opened their arms to the house in front of them, and called out loudly: "Ah - my Lord, my great master, after half a year, you finally forgave your humble servants and gave us the opportunity to atone for our sins!"

As they spoke, they all knelt down on the ground, hitting their heads heavily on the ground. Some even had blood on their heads and the wounds were covered with mud, but they didn't feel it at all.

And in the house where they were bowing, through the window, they could see a huge, brain-shaped monster with strange tentacles growing all over its base. It was slowly wriggling and looked extremely anxious.

who am I?

Where am I now?