Witch Monastery

But she didn't realize that the moment she turned her head back, An Nuo suddenly looked up and looked at the two of them hugging each other in amazement...

But at this moment, he was not in the mood to worry about Annuo's possible mood. Hawthorne took the lead and flew straight into the distance.

Behind him, Shilin also arrived first, her body turned into a stream of light, and rushed straight into the distance. Fatima fell behind, but she was not to be outdone. The bandages on her body were untied, and she turned into countless yellow sands, and flew across the sea and flew to the distant port.

In the sky, countless eagles, griffins, and chimeras, which were close to decay and exuding the stench of corpses, came screaming and roaring.

However, Fatima's body spread into an even larger mass of yellow sand, instantly sweeping away the remaining water in the bodies of these undead, making their bodies as stiff as wood. They could no longer flap their wings flexibly, and then fell into the sea one after another, no longer posing any threat!

Xilin turned into a stream of light and rushed to the top of the port. She raised her hand, and countless rays of light gathered and marked a house: "Master, bomb that place!"

Fatima turned her head and looked in the direction of Celine in shock, not understanding why she would use this name. However, in an emergency, Hawthorne had no time to correct it and shouted: "Ekta, start bombing!"

Then Ekta raised his hand, without any spells, a basketball-sized fireball flew out of his hand and landed on the small house.

boom--

Chapter 679 Double Trap

A terrifying explosion sounded. The fire witch's full-strength bombardment brought about terrifying destructive power. The seemingly solid little house collapsed instantly, and all the combustible materials inside were burning. Billowing black smoke rose into the sky, mixed with crackling explosions, adding another bit of chaos to the battlefield.

Hawthorne stared at it, but suddenly his expression changed. Then, dark green poisonous smoke billowed up from it. Even though he was still far away, he seemed to be able to feel the poison inside!

Fortunately, the four people present were either witches, undead, or people like him who were almost immune to poison and were not afraid at all.

"This is a trap!" he roared. "Celine, let's go to the next one!"

Over there, Celine also realized that this was not the real hiding place of the necromancer. After all, there were several suspected hiding places here, and only one of them would be the real target, and the others would be traps and deceptions.

So she didn't have time to feel upset or angry. She turned around and turned into a stream of light, rushing in another direction.

More undead creatures roared and flew over. Hawthorne was holding Ekta in his arms and had no way to fight back. Fatima's body was still in the state of yellow sand, but the area she could cover was limited after all.

So at this moment, Celine had to take the initiative. She first cast the fifth-ring spell "Dawn" to summon another sun above her head to illuminate these undead. Then she cast the sixth-ring spell "Sun Ray" to shoot a thick beam of light in front of her.

Clear all enemies on the road!

After clearing a path for Hawthorne, she turned around and shouted to the back: "This way!"

Behind him, Hawthorne held Ekta in his arms and rushed all the way to catch up. He didn't feel tired, because witches were always very light, and Ekta, as a relatively thin person, was even lighter and softer. Holding her in his arms felt like holding a huge doll.

However, as a witch of fire, her body temperature was much higher than that of a normal person. Now hugging her tightly like this, even though there was a layer of dark nun's clothes between them, Hawthorne could feel the warmth and softness of her body through the thin and soft cloth.

Although she looked thin, the feeling of Ekta's body being held in his arms could truly be described as "soft as boneless", and he could rub and play with her as he pleased.

In addition, the fabric of the nun's uniform is so delicate that sometimes when Hawthorne's palm accidentally touches Ekta's chest, he can almost directly feel the softness and elasticity of the two hills.

Therefore, sometimes, Hawthorne had the feeling that Heidi's bad habit of going out without wearing anything underneath had unknowingly corrupted the other girls in the monastery.

Although he felt this way, he had no romantic thoughts as he faced a powerful enemy. He silently estimated the time, flapped his wings with all his strength, and flew to the other small house marked by Celine. He put his mouth close to Ekta's ear and said in a deep voice, "This is it, fire!"

"Yeah." Ekta responded weakly. She also felt her body getting hot and eager. She hoped to get Hawthorne's favor immediately. Even her legs seemed to be itchy.

She didn't care about the safety of the city or the lives of these people. The ultimate goal of all she did was to gain Hawthorne's recognition and then receive his exclusive favor.

So at this moment, she took a deep breath, condensed another huge fireball in her hand, and then threw it down with all her strength -

boom--!

A horrific explosion was heard, and the two-story wooden building below collapsed in an instant. The supporting beams and wooden pillars fell to the ground one after another, making countless roars.

The raging fire quickly spread across the wood, emitting a series of sharp explosions. Thick smoke billowed into the sky, and in the thick smoke, a roar like that of a wild beast rose into the sky.

Then, three huge monsters with blazing flames walked out from the thick smoke, raised their heads, and let out terrifying roars at the people in the sky.

Those were three ogre zombies that had been imprisoned in this house and had not participated in the attack. Instead, Ekta's fireballs gave them freedom, freeing them from their restraints, and they could then attack like other undead.

Hawthorne's face suddenly became extremely disappointed. It was obvious that this was another trap, used to trap those adventurers who tried to behead them.

He immediately lost interest in this place, turned around and yelled at Celine: "Celine, next place!"

He was in no mood to care about these ogre zombies. Ekta's flames had already ignited their bodies, and it was obvious to the naked eye that no one would come to help them put out these things.

Before long, they will be burned to ashes, without any destructive power left.

Hawthorne was now more anxious. Even if he used his metamagic specialty "Extended Effect Spell", the time left for "Tasha's Transcendent Form" was running out. He had to achieve some results as soon as possible. If he couldn't behead the enemy, all their previous efforts would be wasted!

He was so anxious, however, Celine frowned and did not respond to his voice.

Her beautiful eyes were fixed on the thick smoke below, with a light flickering inside, as if she was observing something.

After a moment, she suddenly said, "Ekta, keep bombing down there!"

Ekta, who had thought he was leaving, was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and looked at the house below: "Understood!"

As she spoke, she took a deep breath, stretched out her hands, gathered the magic power in her body, condensed a third huge fireball, and then smashed it hard at the building below -

boom--!

A terrifying explosion sounded, and Hawthorne even doubted whether the cannon had blown through the ground. He turned his head and looked in the direction of Celine in astonishment, and found that the witch had also condensed a tracer bullet and fired one after another in the direction of her target.

Is there something weird underneath?

As Hawthorne was thinking this, he saw that in the billowing smoke, suddenly a black and red lightning shot out and hit Celine!

That is the effect of the Seventh Ring Necromancer spell, Finger of Death!

"snort--!"

After being hit by this spell, Celine groaned. Even though she was a witch with extremely strong vitality, she now felt extremely unbearable.

However, she was not depressed despite being injured. Instead, she looked extremely surprised and shouted to Hawthorne, "Master, the necromancer is right here!"

A seven-ring spell is already considered a spell of extremely high level and powerful. There are not many wizards in the world who can reach this level.

Moreover, this is the Finger of Death from the School of Necromancer, which can almost be said to be the standard for powerful necromancers. I am afraid that in the entire country of Boro, the number of necromancers who know this spell is more than

No more than two digits!

The wizard who had been hiding just now and now suddenly cast this spell was one of them. Obviously, this wizard was 99% likely their target, the necromancer who controlled this army of undead!

Hawthorne's eyes lit up, and he understood what was going on. The three ogre zombies just now were actually the second layer of disguise of the necromancers, just to make inexperienced people mistakenly think that this was also a trap, and then rush to the next place without any in-depth investigation.

As soon as he thought of this, he couldn't help but secretly exclaimed that this necromancer was really cunning. Then his eyes became firm, and he responded loudly with a "I understand". Then he flapped his wings behind him and slowly landed in the thick smoke.

"Cough cough!"

The smoke made him cough, and then he chanted the spell of "Wind Creation", which he had not used for a long time, to blow away all the billowing smoke, revealing the figure of the real enemy who was forced out by Ekta and Celine from the depths of the smoke.

He was a necromancer wearing a luxurious black wizard robe with lavender, holding a huge skeleton staff in his hand. Beside him were two junior necromancers who seemed to be apprentices or assistants.

Outside, four heavily armored death knights had raised their heavy shields, holding their swords in one hand, facing him, ready for battle.

Hawthorne glanced at the configuration of these people and immediately concluded that the strength of these four Death Knights was far inferior to the one he met on the Garbage Island. At most, they were just elite monsters.

At this moment, the magical wings behind him slowly dissipated, and the spell "Tasha's Transcendent Form" finally came to an end. He was too lazy to use up the only remaining opportunity to cast a seventh-ring spell, so he loosened his arms holding Ekta, then stretched out his hand, summoned his double-headed sword, and said, "Ekta, you go and burn those three ogres to death, then you hide and protect yourself, don't worry about me, I'll handle this!"

Suddenly leaving his embrace, the Fire Witch's expression suddenly looked a little lost. But she didn't make a scene, and turned back obediently, facing the three ogres.

But Hawthorne didn't waste any words, he took a big step forward and rushed straight towards the seven people!

Chapter 680 Beheading

In front of him, four death knights wearing black plate armor held up heavy shields and lined up in a horizontal line, walking towards him. They were all tall and had thick plate armor. As they moved forward, their heavy boots stepped on the ground, and the metal collided with each other, making a series of dull sounds.

Their formation was very neat, and from a distance it looked like a row of high dark walls, insurmountable and hopeless!

However, Hawthorne's expression did not change at all. He had already cast a full protective spell on himself, and he raised the double-headed sword in his hand, like a reckless man who would not turn back until he hit the wall, and rushed forward towards the four death knights in front of him.

The four men stopped immediately, used their left hands to protect their whole bodies with shields, and took a defensive posture, but the long swords in their right hands were ready to strike, waiting for Huo Sang to come over, and then they would immediately strike out with the swords -

In response, Hawthorne did not dodge or evade, as if he was seeking death, and took a step forward, "Shield!"

hum-

A protective magic shield instantly covered his entire body. Almost at the same time, four long swords slashed through the air with sharp sounds, slashing at his body.

The sword blade hit his neck, shoulder, arm and chest successively with such great force that even though he was protected by layers of magic, he could not avoid feeling a sharp pain.

But Hawthorne's expression did not change at all. The double-headed sword in his hand suddenly began to tremble. The tremendous magic power caused it to tremble violently and even emit a series of sharp buzzing sounds. It then spun and chopped fiercely at the Death Knight right in front of Hawthorne!

boom--

There was a terrifying explosion, and his sword chopped straight onto the shield of the Death Knight in front of him. This guy seemed calm and composed, but in fact he was unable to stop the power of his sword. In an instant, he was hit by the front of the carriage and fell backwards, with all his flaws exposed in front of Hawthorne!

And Hawthorne took a step forward without hesitation, and thrust the double-headed sword in his hand downward, piercing straight into his chest: "Purification!"

hum-

The purifying white light lit up, covering the entire body of the Death Knight in the blink of an eye. It seemed to want to struggle a few more times, but then its body turned into ashes and became his purification points.

Behind him, three other death knights swung their swords and continued to attack. However, their arms were covered with a layer of glittering white frost, and the cold air rebounded from the five-ring Agathis armor made their movements more rigid, and their threat was greatly reduced.

And Hawthorne had no intention of continuing to fight with them. He had chosen to fight with injury in exchange for injury. His biggest goal was to break through their defense line as quickly as possible, then rush to the back and behead the necromancer!

Now that his goal was achieved and he had created a breakthrough in the Death Knight's defense, he naturally had no reason to continue to fight with the remaining three guys. He took a step forward and rushed forward!

Next to the necromancer, two young necromancers also opened their spellbooks, then chanted spells loudly and emitted dark green pathogenic rays, trying to stop Hawthorne's steps.

However, for this kind of magic, Hawthorne

He didn't even bother to dodge, and faced the opponent's spell head-on, allowing the poisonous light that could cause many diseases to shoot into his chest, and then continued to rush forward!

Seeing that he was not affected at all, the two young necromancers were suddenly horrified and retreated in panic, looking at Hawthorne with fear in their eyes, as if he was some kind of monster that was going to rush over and tear them all to pieces!

"waste!"

Seeing that his two apprentices were so disappointing, the older necromancer couldn't help but curse angrily. Then he raised his skeleton staff high and recited a long spell loudly.

As his spell continued to spread, the undead, whether on the ground in the distance or in the sky, began to change direction and ran towards this side in a group, intending to swoop down from here, as if they wanted to rely on the tactics of the sea of ​​​​undead to kill Hawthorne here!

But then, a blinding light suddenly streaked across the sky: "Sunburst!"

Celine's eighth-ring spell, Sunfire Explosion!

The terrifying light instantly filled the entire sky, and the first wave of undeads rushed over and fell like raindrops. After Celine released this spell with one hand, the huge tracer bullet in the other hand kept hitting the old necromancer on the ground!

She was actually trying to do two things at once. While defending against the enemies from the sky, she also had to distract herself to restrain this seven-ring spellcaster!

"Master!" she cried loudly, "Ignore the sky, destroy this necromancer!"

In the sky, on the other side, Fatima temporarily landed on the top of another building. When she heard Celine shouting like this, she couldn't help but look sideways again.

But she didn't really react to it in the end. Instead, she refocused her attention on the battlefield and shouted, "I support the ground?"

Just as he finished speaking, Ekta's voice rang out not far away: "No, I can handle it myself, you go to support Tian Shang!"

Fatima turned her head and looked in her direction, and found that Ekta was now almost fighting against thousands of troops on his own!

The three ogre zombies at the beginning were not difficult for Ekta to deal with now. After all, when they landed, the three ogre zombies were not only burned and injured, but also ran a long way. Now it would take some effort for them to rush back with their sluggish bodies, leaving Ekta with ample time to deal damage.

Under her continuous fire bombardment, the bodies of the three ogre zombies had been burned to ashes. But her battle was far from over. Responding to the call of the necromancer, the other undead creatures in the distance also roared and rushed over here. There were countless of them, so dense that it made people feel numb!

In response to this, Ekta decisively hid in the back, and then controlled his magic power to erect a wall of fire at the key intersections.

The power of the fire wall is not as terrible as the fireball explosion, but it is more stable, long-lasting and durable, and it is enough to deal with most of the weak undead soldiers!

Any undead creature that rushed over, unless it flew high in the sky, would inevitably have to walk through the wall of fire first, and then even if it did not die, it would be basically disabled!

And after that, with her abilities, it was more than enough to deal with these half-crippled undead creatures!

Fatima watched Ekta's performance in amazement, somewhat surprised at her progress. Then, without wasting too long, she turned around and summoned the yellow sand to continue to resist the enemies in the air.

As a result, all the support from the ground and the sky was blocked. Relying on the high speed brought by "Long Stride", Hawthorne rushed all the way to the three necromancers. The two young guys didn't dare to confront him at all, and left their teacher behind and ran away. Hawthorne didn't bother to care about these two worthless guys, and pointed the sword in his hand at the old guy in front!

The necromancer still wanted to put up a last-ditch resistance, so he cast the "Mirror Image" spell, creating three identical phantoms around himself, and then cast the shield spell together, trying to confuse him and block his deadly sword.

But unfortunately, he obviously had no experience fighting with the users of double-headed swords, and did not understand how fast the rotating double-headed sword could hit. And his shield spell was not worth mentioning in front of the sharpness of the artifact. Hawthorne was too lazy to fight him. The rotating double-headed sword directly cut through all his mirror images, crushing his spells with pure violence, and finally the blade pierced his chest!

The sharp blade pierced through his chest, and the necromancer stared with unwilling eyes, and then vomited a large mouthful of blood. Even if they mainly studied necromancy, before deciding to completely transform into a lich, necromancers were still mortals.

He stared at Hawthorne, who was so close to him, with wide eyes filled with anger, hatred and unwillingness, and suddenly grinned, as if he had let go and released something.

"I lost today, but so what?" he said in a hoarse voice, "My master will be the final winner, and the holy elephants are already in his pocket!"

"And one day, we will come back again. And when that happens, it will be the day of your death!"

Chapter 681 Fatima's Curiosity

Hawthorne ignored his dog's barking and then pulled the sword out of his body, immediately bringing out a large amount of blood.

This guy fell to the ground, completely dead. With his death, the magic power was cut off, and the movements of the remaining three death knights behind Hawthorne were obviously a little stiff.

Not as flexible as before.

As a result, their threat is greatly reduced.

Hawthorne did not delay. He turned around and mobilized the power of the magic energy again to knock down the three guys one by one. Then he used the power of purification to take their heads, basically ending the battle here.