Witch Monastery

It roared and charged forward, and the loud elephant cry seemed to announce the defeat of the undead. It crushed everything along the way, and no undead could stop it. Those who dared to touch it were either crushed instantly or seriously injured and left to die!

And there is more than one such holy elephant. Behind it, the second, the third, and even taller and stronger holy elephants come out one after another, roaring and turning the undead into dust!

On the city wall, Sharma watched all this with pride, and then he frequently looked at the ordinary Hengshui people not far away who were watching all this with awe. Suddenly, he shouted loudly: "See? This is the power of the holy elephant. This is the power that has been protecting you all the time!"

"The power of the holy icon is invincible. As long as you serve and worship the holy icon devoutly and humbly, then one day, the holy icon will lead you to glory!"

"We are not only going to take back our holy mountain, we are also going to go out into the world and sweep across the world! Whether it is the elves, golden dragons or even red dragons, they will all kneel at the feet of the holy elephant to declare their submission!"

He roared, and the soldiers' passion was ignited. They all began to roar the slogan "The Holy Elephant is Invincible" and their expressions became extremely fanatical.

However, at this moment, suddenly, a huge figure landed at the edge of the sky. Sharma squinted his eyes and tried to see, and found that it was a bone dragon with only bones left on its body!

And at this moment it was swooping down, heading straight for the holy elephant that was rushing the farthest!

The elephant man's heart trembled immediately. Even though he had just shouted like that, he knew very well in his heart that the biggest reason why they had not been able to snatch the Roof Plateau from the Sein Empire for so long was that the Holy Elephant had never won against the Dragon!

Not to mention the silver dragons living in seclusion in the Sein Empire, even some normal adult white dragons living normally on the Roof Plateau can cause a dimensionality reduction attack on the Holy Elephants!

Is it possible that the powerlessness of the holy elephants in the face of the dragon will be exposed in front of the eyes of these untouchables?

He looked ahead angrily, but then he found that things were not as he thought: the dragon did not attack the holy elephant. Instead, a dark blue figure jumped down from its back, holding a huge sword, and following the momentum of its descent, stabbed the blade straight into the back of the holy elephant's neck!

In an instant, the holy elephant let out a loud and mournful cry that sounded like crying, and its hair, which was as white as jade and emitting a warm color, quickly dimmed. In a short moment, it turned into an ordinary, blue-gray mammoth that even exuded a heavy aura of death!

Even more than that, the giant elephant then turned around and roared as it charged towards the other giant elephant closest to it!

Suddenly, Sharma understood: that damn undead dragon knight actually transformed the great holy elephant into undead, and then controlled it to attack other holy elephants!

This is, what a blasphemy!

He was angry and unwilling, but in the midst of all this, he couldn't help but feel a hint of fear in his heart: If all the holy icons were transformed into undead, would this city...

He didn't dare to think about the result, because just thinking about it made him feel dizzy and almost faint.

However, just when he was on the verge of despair, the undead army in the distance, like a tidal wave, suddenly retreated.

They all turned around and staggered away, including the holy elephant that had been transformed into a dead spirit. The development of the incident was so sudden that no one was prepared.

"How is this going?"

Next to Sharma, another elephant man couldn't help asking. A drop of sweat flowed down Sharma's forehead, and then he swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"This is the great self-sacrifice of the holy elephant!" He had no idea what was going on, so he made up a story, "It was because of the sacrifice of the holy elephant that the enemy suffered unbearable damage and had to retreat!"

"Hail to the great self-sacrificing idol, victory is ours today!"

He shouted, and loud cheers rang out from the city walls. The news of victory quickly spread throughout the streets and alleys of the city, and everyone was cheering for this hard-won victory.

Hugging and crying in victory.

However, this is only the beginning of the disaster, and it is far from the end...

Chapter 657: Kaisa's Abnormal Reaction

Nangang District, outside the monastery.

Holding the hand of a dark angel, Kassa was strolling on the streets of the newly built annex of the monastery, looking around at the dazzling array of snacks around her, her eyes shining with excitement.

Since Hawthorne began to acquire land on a large scale, the second residential community was also built. However, just like the houses in the first community were almost only sold to Amazon people, the second community he planned was only sold to the indigenous people of Nangang District.

This is his idea. He wants the local residents of Nangang District to be able to board the wealth train brought by the times and not let all the gold coins be earned by the golden dragons.

Compared with the Amazon residents' neighborhoods, the local residents' neighborhoods have a more lively atmosphere. Because of the road construction, the city hall also hired a lot of people as temporary workers in the Nangang District, and many people had to live in the Nangang District temporarily.

This has brought extra income to the residents of the area. For example, outside the streets of the new community, there are now private stalls everywhere, selling everything from small clothes to various snacks. It has become like a small market.

Now Kassa was walking here with a dark angel girl. As she walked, she couldn't help but mutter to herself: "What should I eat today... Sally, do you want to eat anything?"

Sally is the name Hawthorne gave to this black angel. She has almost the same appearance as Malena, but has a completely different hairstyle.

Her dark red wavy long hair was tied into a ponytail at the back, and she was wearing a white dress. She did not have the mature charm of Malena, but more of the vitality that only a young girl should have.

This was her more fixed attire. After all, it was quite difficult to distinguish who was who among the hundred people. The only way Hawthorne and the others could think of was to let them change into different clothes and styles to distinguish them.

Although the effect is limited, it is better than nothing.

"Hmm...eat that."

Sally raised her hand and pointed in the direction of a marshmallow. This was her reward time, because in the previous history course test, she won the first place with an overwhelming score, so as a reward, Kasa took her out for some fresh air, and at the same time, they ate and drank and enjoyed themselves.

"Marshmallows? Okay, I want some too!"

Kasa took her hand and walked to the old lady selling cotton candy, and stretched out her hand to indicate that she wanted four portions. After paying, the two of them took one cotton candy each, which was almost bigger than their heads, and licked it gently with their tongues.

The sweet taste melted on the tip of the tongue, and the wonderful experience almost made the two of them sigh out loud.

"Ah, it was the right decision to run away this time!" Kassa couldn't help but sigh. Thinking back to the monotonous and boring food in her hometown, she felt more and more that her move of sneaking out was extremely wise.

Beside her, Sally was also savoring the marshmallow, greedily and enjoying it.

She opened her eyes and saw different faces around her, parents scolding their children seriously or helplessly, and the laughter of children playing and laughing.

A little girl bumped into her accidentally and immediately said sorry to her timidly. She quickly responded that it was okay, then watched her back as she walked away, gradually losing consciousness.

She liked this place a little and wanted to come here more often in the future.

"You two are here too?"

Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded. Kasha's face changed, and she turned her head to see Hawthorne and Heidi walking side by side, just coming from a distance.

There was an old man who suddenly wanted to convert before his death and decided to embrace the goddess of life. So now, he was ready to go there so that the old man could be comforted in the last moments of his life.

"Father." The dark angel named Sally extended her hand to him and greeted him, and Hawthorne nodded slightly: "Well, Sally, right? Are the marshmallows delicious?"

The girl nodded gently: "It's delicious. I like it very much."

Hawthorne smiled: "As long as you like it, remember to go home early after eating, and don't let others worry."

As he said this, he turned to look at Kassa. Just as he was about to say something, he found that the elf girl's expression looked a little unnatural.

She lowered her head, not daring to look into his eyes, and suddenly said "Goodbye, Father", then took Sally's hand, turned around and left quickly.

Looking at her back, Hawthorne was a little confused: "What happened to her?"

He always felt that Kasa was a little strange these two days. Ever since she came back from that small island, this girl seemed to be hiding from him for something. She no longer dared to look him in the eye as before.

This sudden change left him confused, but since the girl had been avoiding him, he had no chance to go up to her and ask her. He had to keep the matter to himself and wait for a chance to ask her later.

He then turned and left with Heidi.

The baptism process was not troublesome. After it was completed, the sun was already setting. He said goodbye to the family and went back with Heidi. However, on the way back, when he passed by a house, he suddenly heard a familiar voice:

"Stop wasting your time. You can't sell your lousy slippers anymore!"

"Nonsense, didn't we just sell twenty pairs yesterday?"

"We've only sold 25 pairs this month, and you still have the nerve to say that!"

"There will definitely be more and more people buying it in the future..."

……

He paused, feeling somewhat curious, and so instead of returning to the monastery in a hurry, he took Heidi's arm, turned two steps, and turned his head to look at the source of the sound.

Then he saw a woman with a big belly sitting on a bench, washing clothes and arguing with her husband. Looking at her strong body, dark skin and wavy long hair, it is not difficult to judge that she is an Amazon woman.

She did not live in the community where her fellow tribesmen lived, but lived in an unknown little place in the slum. It was obvious that she was a woman who had betrayed the traditions of her ethnic group.

Hawthorne looked inside again and saw a fat man with a corpulent body, a completely bald head and a blind eye. He was sitting in his chair, holding a pile of soft rubber and seemed to be making slippers.

His right trouser leg was empty, obviously there was nothing inside. He was a disabled person with very little labor power left.

Looking at the bald, one-eyed man, Hawthorne's eyes were slightly dim, observing his face carefully.

It looks familiar.

But, when have you seen it before?

While Hawthorne was looking at the couple, the two men also sensed the presence of a guest. The Amazon woman immediately shut up and said to the still stubborn man, "A guest is here." Then she supported herself on the chair, stood up with difficulty, and said with a smile on her face, "Sir, do you want to do laundry or buy a mop...Father Hawthorne?"

She suddenly recognized Hawthorne's face, and then she felt surprised and nervous: "Ah, I didn't expect it to be you, this is really, ahaha..."

She smiled awkwardly, with a drop of sweat dripping slowly down her forehead, revealing her nervousness and guilt at the moment.

Hawthorne's brain was working rapidly, but he still couldn't find any impression of this woman.

Strange, why does she look like this? Has she offended me before?

As he was wondering, he turned his head to look at the man and found that the man was also looking up at him with a look of astonishment on his face, and then seemed a little terrified.

He took a closer look and found that there were some traces of tattoos on the man's head and face.

Although the colors have been washed off, the remaining marks and scars still show that this guy must not have been an easy person to deal with.

Is this guy also a member of the black forces in Nangang District?

Chapter 658: Turning Ghosts into Humans

Hawthorne thought so, but another possibility immediately emerged in his mind:

Or, was he once a member of the underworld, but only escaped the purge at the beginning of the year because of his disability?

Seeing the two people's nervous expressions, he couldn't help but feel sympathy for them and took the initiative to speak, saying, "It's okay, I'm just passing by."

The Amazon woman smiled awkwardly: "Well, if the priest is not busy now, why don't you come in and take a look?"

"To be honest, the slippers my husband makes are not only durable, but also very comfortable to wear..."

As she introduced herself like this, Heidi, who was standing beside Hawthorne, looked at her with a smile. Suddenly, an invisible pressure enveloped her heart, making her smile seem even more awkward and forced.

Hawthorne lowered his head and looked at the one-eyed man with a shaved head, who looked ferocious but now was as reserved in front of him as a primary school student who had made a mistake. He still couldn't remember where he had seen him before.

Forget it, don’t think about it anymore. No matter what he has done, he is now a disabled person with little ability to work.

Moreover, since he escaped the purge at the beginning of the year, it means that his name and identity are not on any list of people who need to be purged.

He was lucky enough to escape, which was a gift from fate to him.

Thinking of this, Hawthorne nodded slightly and said to the bald man, "Okay, then I'll try it on first."

As he spoke he walked into the yard and approached the bald man, with Heidi following beside him.

The man swallowed his saliva, as if he was under great psychological pressure. But he still smiled ingratiatingly and asked, "Father, what size do you wear?"

Hawthorne reported the size that he and Heidi usually wore, and the bald man immediately found him two pairs. So he kicked off his shoes, put his feet in, and put them on. Not only were they not too big or too small, they were just right, and the texture was soft, so they were indeed quite comfortable to wear.

Heidi also took off her sandals and put her fair, plump little feet into another pair of slippers, feeling the touch inside and nodded gently to Hawthorne.

So Hawthorne praised: "Your shoes are well made."

The bald man breathed a sigh of relief, as if all the pressure in his heart had been swept away, and then he showed a proud expression: "This skill was passed down to me by my father. He used to be the best shoemaker in Nangang District, and everyone thought so."

But then, he showed a sad look, lowered his head, and said with emotion: "It's a pity that only knowing how to make shoes can't protect my wife and children. Of course, picking up a knife won't work either. Haha, it's just another way to give up my life."

Hawthorne lowered his head and glanced at his empty trouser legs. Although he still couldn't remember what the other person had done with him, he roughly understood his experience and what he wanted to do by saying these things to him.

He was trying to give in to himself, begging for mercy, explaining to himself what he had gone through.

He had to do this only out of necessity, and now he had neither the ability nor the desire to continue doing evil - he already had a wife, who was pregnant, and he was also trying to pick up the skills his father had taught him to make a living, in an attempt to restart his incomplete life.

In response, Hawthorne said softly: "This kind of thing is a thing of the past, boss."

He looked outside and said, "In the future, Nangang District will no longer remain poor, and public security will gradually improve as it becomes more prosperous. Moreover, your business will also get better and better."

The bald man breathed a sigh of relief and nodded to him repeatedly: "Thank you, thank you for your blessing. Of course, I also believe that now that Nangang District has your leadership, honest businessmen will be able to make a living."

Next to him, the pregnant Amazon woman was also looking at him with a flattering smile on her face.

Hawthorne took off his slippers and put his feet back into his shoes. Looking at the backlog of goods here, he suddenly said: "Boss, I want to buy from you... one thousand pairs at a time. Can you give me a discount and make it cheaper?"

He wanted to help this family, but he didn't want to do it so obviously. He just wanted to take care of the business and treat it as a benefit for the nuns.

The one-eyed man's eyes lit up, and he nodded and bowed quickly, saying, "Of course, there will be a discount. Uh, what size do you want? I don't have it on hand right now, but I will definitely work overtime and make it for you as soon as possible..."

He said this flatteringly, and Hawthorne just smiled and said, "Don't worry, as long as it can be made before the end of the year. I don't ask for speed, but I want every pair to be comfortable to wear."

After a pause, he continued, "Then how much should I pay you as a deposit?"

The one-eyed man reported a number, and after Hawthorne paid it, he took Heidi's arm and slowly left amid the two people's grateful voices.

When I walked outside, it was already late. The sun in the west was close to the horizon, and the orange sunlight made the earth dim and hazy.

Looking at the setting sun, he let out a long breath.

That's good, times have changed.

In the old times, the son of a skilled shoemaker would turn into a gang thug who committed all kinds of crimes; but in the new times, these poor people with nowhere else to go can get a chance to start over.