Witch Monastery

"Don't worry, Marlena. Trust the priest. He will give these girls a proper place to stay."

As she said this, she raised her head slightly and looked at the dark angels in front of her. Although she was frightened by the hundreds of almost identical faces, she still forced a smile and said in a gentle voice: "Everyone, please believe in the leadership of Father Nigel Hawthorne, the apostle of the Goddess of Life. We will all live together in the sunshine and lead an easy and happy life."

In front, the dark angels looked at Die timidly, then glanced at Malena, until the latter nodded, then they finally showed a look of conviction, and their expressions gradually softened.

At this time, the last dark angel also put on clothes. Although they were dressed strangely, some wore hot pants that were too tight and squeezed their thighs, and some wore shirts that were too big and loose, but fortunately they all managed to cover their bodies.

After doing all this, Die cast a spell and sent a message to Hawthorne who was still outside: "I have helped them all put on their clothes, Master, but you still have to come here and make the decision on how to deal with this matter."

Outside, Hawthorne had recovered some of his strength. He stood up and looked at Shapiro, who had long been exhausted by anxiety and worry, and said, "They have already taken care of it. Let's go in too."

"Don't worry, your sister is in good health. She is very healthy. What you need to worry about is... uh... I can't really say. Maybe it's nothing to worry about."

"You'll know the specific situation if you go over and see it."

Shapiro took a deep breath, and the slave calmed himself down: "Okay, I got it, I'll see for myself later what's going on with my sister."

Hawthorne nodded slightly, turned around, and walked inside with everyone. They crossed Sulfaro's living room together, walked through the long corridor in front of the laboratory, and finally returned to the place full of damaged experimental cabins and various broken glass fragments.

As soon as he came over, Shapiro couldn't help but feel a little suffocated!

What did he see?

A hundred people who looked exactly like his sister, each wearing strange and ill-fitting clothes, gathered together, looking pitifully at the people who had suddenly broken in with confusion, anxiety and fear!

He didn't understand why this happened. The huge mental shock made him lose his mind and he was in a state of confusion for a while.

Suddenly, he turned around, grabbed Hawthorne's collar with both hands, and glared at him: "What happened to my sister? Why did this happen! "

Hawthorne sighed: "You shouldn't ask me about this situation, you should ask your ancestor Sulfaro, I also want to know what the situation is!"

Shapiro paused, thinking that was true, and his hands softened. He loosened his collar and took a half step back, his face full of confusion: "Yes, this should be blamed on the ancestors...but where is she now? Did you...kill her?"

Hawthorne shook his head: "No, I locked her up in another small world isolated from the rest of the world."

"I also want to interrogate her properly, but unfortunately now is not the time. The dark elves already know that we attacked here, and their reinforcements may arrive at any time - so before that, it is better for us to leave first."

He spoke slowly and logically, making people believe him. Shapiro looked even more confused. He glanced at the frightened Malena clones and swallowed hard: "Who among them is my sister?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a gentle voice sounded, calling his name: "Shapiro, come here, I'm here!"

Shapiro straightened up suddenly, eyes wide open, and saw Malena sitting on a chair farther away with a big belly. Next to her, the dark elf Hanni and another flat-bellied clone were taking care of her body.

Shapiro's eyes lit up, and he quickly stepped forward: "Sister! That's great, you're safe..."

Marlena smiled, her heart filled with warmth: "Of course I'm safe. Sulfaro imprisoned me for other purposes, not to kill me."

As she spoke, she also looked at Shapiro in front of her, her eyes full of emotion: "You are also safe and sound, this is really great. Alas, I said that woman can't be trusted. Now, you can finally see his true face, right?"

Shapiro lowered his head, his expression full of shame: "I know, sister, I will never believe her again!"

Marlena looked at her brother lovingly, and did not blame him any more. Hawthorne smiled and waited until the siblings finished talking before stepping out and saying, "Okay, let's talk about the past when it's safe."

"Celine, Butterfly,

Go and loot the loot here, take everything you can, and leave quickly, the dark elves will be here at any time!"

Celine and Die nodded, turned around and left, heading for other rooms. Hawthorne turned his head slightly, his eyes fell on Hanni, and chuckled, "Thank you for helping me pack the spoils."

As he spoke, he extended his hand towards the dark elf: "So, now, take it."

Hanni had a bitter face, but she finally smiled awkwardly and handed him her dimensional bag: "I basically packed up all the useful information here and put it in here. Let me tell you, this guy's research is so evil that I was scared to death just by taking a look at it..."

Hawthorne nodded, reached out, and took her things back: "I know, it's not a big problem, I'm studying this fallen angel's stuff, take it!"

He took the dimensional bag, and Hanni's expression suddenly became tearful: "Can I take a look at it later? I'm also curious about the research on it..."

Hawthorne was noncommittal: "It depends on how you perform later."

Hanni looked at him pitifully and opened her mouth, but she suppressed her eagerness to bargain right now and nodded: "Okay, let's talk about it when we get back to the ship!"

Hawthorne no longer paid attention to the dark elf. He turned his head and looked at the hundreds of frightened copies of Malena. He frowned and felt a little troubled.

How to deal with these people?

After all, they were lives, and it was definitely impossible to kill them. But bringing so many identical people to the surface would probably cause quite a stir no matter where they were placed, and would also have a bad impact on Malena...

so what should I do now?

He was extremely hesitant and undecided for a moment, but at this moment, as if seeing his worry, Malena slowly stood up with the help of the first dark angel, walked to his side, then glanced at the dark angels in front of her, and had already made a plan in mind.

"Everyone," she said softly to everyone in front of her, "I'm sure you can feel that I, Marlena Hawthorne, am the original mother who created you. There is a blood connection between you and me."

Shapiro looked at his sister in shock. He never expected that his sister had changed her last name without anyone noticing!

She actually took this man's surname!

But...what will my last name be in the future?

Shapiro couldn't help but grit his teeth secretly. He definitely couldn't use the last name Sulfaro anymore, but if he really had to use Hawthorne's last name, the strong feeling of awkwardness was tormenting him madly, making him uncomfortable all over.

His mood and expression were as complicated as before. In front of him, without paying attention to what her brother was struggling with, Marlena continued, "And he, Nigel Hawthorne, is your father. He can lead you to live a stable and happy life!"

The dark angels turned their heads to look at Hawthorne, the scene of his battle with Sulfaro still vivid in their minds.

However, there is also some kind of wonderful blood-related connection between Malena and these clones, just like the throbbing that Hawthorne can feel every time he looks at Malena's abdomen.

Therefore, her words were so contagious to the ears of these dark angels that they wanted to believe them without even thinking.

They took small steps towards him, with shyness still on their faces, but still walked to his side, lowered their heads, like obedient pets, expressing submission to their master.

Hawthorne opened his mouth and let out a final sigh.

Well, okay, since Malena doesn't care about the bad influence it will bring to herself, then I will take these girls with me now no matter how difficult it is.

Marlena breathed a sigh of relief and held Hawthorne's arm, her expression a little tired: "That's it, it's good."

Hawthorne supported her body, leaned close to her ear, and whispered as if to say something sweet, "Aren't you afraid that they will bring you trouble?"

Marlena grumbled in her throat, then whispered, "I'm not afraid, and Die said that they will be very useful to you. And only you can properly place them."

As she spoke, she looked at him for help, as if she believed he was omnipotent and must have a good solution.

In response, Hawthorne couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Look, you really trust me."

But even so, he did not refuse. After a moment's hesitation, he continued, "In any case, take them all with you first."

"Anshan Town is not very big now. At worst, I can build another hundred dormitories in Anshan Town to accommodate them all so that they can learn everything about human society."

"As for future arrangements, whether to form a legion or... forget it, let's talk about it later!"

A strong feeling of fatigue surged into his heart, urging him not to think about such things anymore. So he lowered his head, shook his head with a headache, and decided to put off thinking about these things later.

Seeing his embarrassment, Marlena smiled softly and did not urge him to come up with a solution right away. She looked up at the dark angels and said, "Did you hear that? Follow me, we will return to the surface world immediately!"

Deep Sea Dead

Chapter 601 Thirty Thousand Purification Points

Witch's Night, the magic is overwhelming.

At the top of the Black Staff Tower, the Black Staff Lady in a black magic robe

Vajela Safar stood barefoot in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, staring at the southwest direction of the city, her face full of worry.

Her powerful prophetic ability allowed her to sense that an ominous force was slowly awakening there. If not handled properly, the city would face a new crisis.

However, her strength is far from fully recovered...

Taking a deep breath, she suppressed the restlessness in her heart. She understood that these were her duties that she had to fulfill. Even if there were numerous difficulties and dangers in front of her, she had to keep those dangers out of the city!

At this time, on the deserted garbage island, on the other side of the island that Hawthorne had never dared to set foot on, in the secret underground tomb, the sleeping coffin board was making a terrible trembling sound.

……

In the Underdark, above the Dark Lake.

Hawthorne and his group, along with a hundred dark angels, traveled all night and finally returned to the stranded boat on the Dark Lake before dawn.

Hundreds of identical people boarded the ship at the same time, which caused great shock to the beholder Lotun and the gray dwarves who stayed behind. They rubbed their eyes, fearing that they had seen it wrong.

But Hawthorne had no time to care about their shock, after all, the dark elves were still following behind. Without delay, he immediately cast a spell with Celine, Heidi and others to urge the big ship to leave this place, and then Heidi kept casting spells to speed up the boat, breaking through the lake water and sailing rapidly towards the distance, the depths of the dark lake.

Only after the boat reached its maximum speed and sailed across the lake did he finally breathe a sigh of relief. At this point, they were all exhausted, both physically and mentally, and no one had any energy left.

After all, Hawthorne and his group had marched all the way there, fought a life-and-death battle when they arrived, and then marched back overnight to avoid the dark elves' counter-encirclement and retaliation - even if each of them was a spellcaster with extraordinary abilities, they should have been exhausted from all this going back and forth.

Hawthorne simply arranged some rooms for these dark angels. Fortunately, the cargo ship was large enough. If people squeezed a little, it would not be a problem to accommodate three or four hundred people, which was more than enough to accommodate these one hundred girls.

After arranging rooms for them, Hawthorne took a quick shower and returned to the bedroom on the top floor that originally belonged to the captain and now belonged to him. He hugged Heidi and fell into a deep sleep.

Six hours later, noon.

Waking up from Heidi's warm embrace, Hawthorne felt refreshed and full of endless energy.

This is the best thing about being young. No matter how tired you were the day before, you can get all your rest back after a good night's sleep.

When he woke up, Heidi in his arms also woke up from her sleep. She raised her watery eyes, looked at his face, and smiled happily: "Good morning, Master."

Hawthorne reached out and gently tickled her little nose: "It's noon already, good afternoon, dear."

Heidi sniffed, smiled softly, and moved closer to him, letting her full breasts press against his chest, giving him a wonderful touch.

Hawthorne stretched out his arms and hugged her body, and most of his mental pressure was relieved. He didn't want to get up for a while, but he didn't have the desire to have sex right away, so he kept hugging the witch and summoned the system.

The Witch Night is over, and the witches, who have been polluted and eroded by chaotic energy, should also give him some purification points.

When Huo Sang called out the system, he found that his purification points had reached a huge amount of 30,000. The largest amount was naturally the 18,000 points he earned when he purified Demo Gaogen's altar, and the rest was naturally the harvest from last night.

After clicking on the details, the income amounts were presented to him one by one:

Purify Heidi: +1300 points.

Purify Utah: +590 points.

Purify Andrei: +110 points.

Purify Ekta: +180 points.

Purify Cuibis: +500 points.

Purification Butterfly: +720 points.

Purify Celine: +1500 points.

Purify Shannasa: +70 points.

Basically, nothing was too surprising to Hawthorne's expectations. From many to few, from strong to weak, the number of purification points provided by each witch was generally in line with previous expectations.

The only one who exceeded his expectations was Heidi. Seeing that her score was almost as high as Celine's, he couldn't help but frown. He hugged the girl in his arms and asked softly, "Heidi, have you been practicing hard recently? I feel that your strength has improved a lot recently."

Heidi blinked and said in a confused voice, "No... Oh, it was only after I got to the Dark Lake. To be more precise, it was after I played underwater with my master that day that I felt my strength increasing rapidly."

"To be precise, I feel a surge of energy filling my body every day. I feel very uncomfortable without light. That's why I can maintain high intensity spellcasting these days and make our ship go so fast."

She blinked her eyes as she spoke, her expression slightly incredulous: "I thought this was all because of the master. It was the master's gift of rain and dew that allowed me to grow in strength..."

Hawthorne frowned and said, "If the level of the monastery is upgraded, your power will also increase. I know this clearly."

"But, just one shot under the water, this..."

He pondered over it, but couldn't figure it out: "What is the principle behind this?"

He didn't know, but the power from unknown source made him very worried.

Heidi blinked, a little surprised that the source of this power was not a gift from Hawthorne. But then, she was relieved and whispered: "This is a good thing, maybe it has something to do with my origin. After all, I come from the deep sea, so doing it in the lake may trigger some special situations..."

Her explanation was somewhat forced, and Hawthorne felt that it made some sense, but he couldn't tell where the reason was. For a moment, he couldn't help scratching his head: "Okay, I'll take it as such."

Chapter 602 Promotion to level !

Heidi's mouth curled up, and her expression was very happy: "So, Master, how about we try it in the real depths of the sea next time? This underground dark lake is a freshwater lake after all. To be honest, I didn't have much fun playing with it..."

Huo Sang had a helpless expression, but when he saw her sparkling eyes, he swallowed back all the words of rejection, nodded gently, and agreed: "Okay, then when we go back this time, we will try it in the deep sea."

Heidi's eyes curved into two crescents: "Thank you, Master!"

After saying this, Heidi leaned over and kissed him lightly on the lips.

Hawthorne responded to her lightly, but did not go any further. He just kept hugging Heidi, called up the system, and looked at his character level.

It takes 15,000 experience points to upgrade from level 11 to level 12, and now I have accumulated enough. So now is the time to upgrade my level!

Thinking of this, he then tapped lightly on the system interface.

hum-

The warm white light penetrated into his body, and the wonderful power lingered around him and permeated into his body. A wonderful understanding emerged in his mind, and then, the first thing he obtained was a new magic power invocation.