Witch Monastery

Anyway, the battle in the castle came to an end. After the reunion, Tribis quickly told Hawthorne about Nidalee's pursuit, so the two of them did not delay any longer, turned around and rushed out of the castle, following the traces left by the three people, and chased them into the distance.

At this time, in the woods, the dark elf necromancer was running desperately. His mana had been exhausted, and he could no longer cast new displacement spells. He also had no time to clean up the traces he had left. He could only run desperately in the woods with his two legs.

Soon, soon!

As long as I can get to that place, I can...

He felt a burning pain in his lungs, and his legs were a little weak from running, but he didn't dare to stop. Seeing the arc of the mountains gradually emerging in the distance under the hazy night, an inexplicable flame of hope burned in his heart -

Yet death is always there.

whoosh-

A figure flew past, and a strong sense of crisis suddenly surged into the heart of the dark elf, causing his hair to stand on end, and he quickly rolled over -

laugh--

"Ow—!"

An invisible sharp blade chopped down, aiming directly at the necromancer's neck. Even though he dodged it, it still cut his thigh!

In an instant, a shrill scream echoed throughout the mountains.

The dark elf's left leg was completely cut off, and hot blood was gushing out from the wound, instantly dyeing the grass around him red.

A sharp pain struck his nerves, and the guy fell to the ground immediately. At the same time, his hands loosened and he could no longer hold the box in his hands. He let it roll on the grass and was about to roll down the slope of the mountain.

Behind him, a petite figure landed on the ground. It was none other than Jutta. Her face was still grim, and her big purple eyes were gleaming with magic. She scanned the hilltop and quickly locked onto the small white jade box. Then she quickly walked over and picked it up.

Then, without any hesitation, she slowly opened the box, revealing silver-white metal fragments with a hint of golden light.

Suddenly, Yuta breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, fortunately, what is contained in here is the fragment of the holy sword they want!

Even though it has been broken, there is still powerful divine energy remaining in the holy sword that can purify evil and destroy demons.

Chapter 145 Internal strife

In the past, as a witch, Yuta would never dare to open this small box. The sacred power remaining in it was enough to blind her eyes with just one glance.

However, after the battle with Butterfly that night, and especially after the Paladin's "Holy Perception" investigation, no abnormalities were found, and many demons

The women realized that the nature of their lives had changed fundamentally and they no longer had to fear the threat of this holy weapon.

Therefore, she dared to open the box openly.

After confirming that the goods he wanted were intact, Yuta closed the box, turned his head, and looked coldly at the dark elf necromancer who was still trying to crawl on the ground.

Now that the things are in hand, all I need to do now is kill this dark elf, and then I can call it a day and go back to reunite with my master...

She was thinking this, but before she could do anything, her brows suddenly moved. She heard a rustling sound on the grass, and felt that some animal was running towards her.

call--

A strong wind sounded, and Jutta turned her head and saw the female leopard that Nidalee had transformed into, pouncing straight towards the white jade treasure box in her hand!

"Um?!"

She was startled at once, and quickly held the box in her arms. She rolled over and avoided the attack.

Regardless of the dirt on her body, she stood up, frowned, and asked, "Nidalee, what are you doing?!"

Over there, Nidalee landed, turned around, and turned back into human form. She looked at her who was on high alert, her eyes flickered, and then she showed an awkward smile: "Sorry, Miss Uta, I was impatient."

After a pause, she continued, "The things in your box are very important to me and my tribe. Ah, it's my fault for not telling you clearly in advance. I also think it's too much to ask for it now."

"I promise you, as long as you give me what's inside, I won't take any money for the rest of the treasure in this castle. What do you think?"

She begged so earnestly, but unfortunately, Uta shook her head firmly: "I'm sorry, Miss Nidalee, I can't agree to this. The things inside are also very important to us."

Nidalee's heart sank and she swallowed. Although the other party was bloodthirsty, they were still her allies after all. She didn't want to conflict with him: "I can raise the price a little more. I have some valuable things on me, and a favor from the Mountain Riders. You can ask us to do anything..."

She continued to raise the stakes, but Jutta’s tone remained firm: “Sorry, still no.”

Ridiculous! This concerns their plan to purify Celine and the long-term future of the monastery. How could she sell the fragments of the holy sword for money just by saying a few words?

Looking at her determined expression, Nidalee immediately realized that today's incident might not end peacefully.

The remaining power in each fragment of the holy sword attracted countless people: some hoped to gain its recognition so as to further improve their strength; some hoped to use it as a weapon to fight against undead creatures and demons; and some, like this dark elf necromancer, hoped to desecrate it, corrupt it, and serve evil...

Nidalee didn't know why Uta wanted it so badly, but if that was the case, the only way to decide the outcome was by force.

"Then there's no way!"

Thinking of how calmly Utta killed people before, as if human life was not worth mentioning to her, Nidalee's heart trembled. Then she gritted her teeth and took the initiative to cast a spell: "Entangle!"

hum-

Along with Nidalee's spell and the tremendous natural energy she mobilized, vines broke out of the ground, wrapped around Jutta's calves, and instantly bound her thighs, wrists, waist and neck, making her unable to move in an instant!

"You--!" Yuta's eyes widened with anger, and then her body trembled. The poisonous thorns on the vines scratched her delicate skin, and the toxins had penetrated into her body, seemingly paralyzing her!

"I...will never give away the fragments of the holy sword---oooo..."

She held the white jade box tightly against her chest, as if she was determined to protect this treasure with all her heart. But before she could finish her words, a poisonous vine entered her mouth and hooked her tongue, making it impossible for her to make any sound except the whimper of pain.

At this moment, the girl looked like she had no strength left to resist. However, Nidalee seemed to think that was not enough, and pulled out a javelin from behind, injected her own magic into it, and then threw it towards Uta's chest with all her might.

whoosh-

brush--!

Suddenly, countless sharp blades appeared out of thin air, and in the blink of an eye, they cut all the vines summoned by Nidalee. Uta, who regained his freedom, jumped up into the air, easily dodging the spear, and then looked down at the druid below with his beautiful purple-red eyes, feeling a bitter sense of frustration in his heart.

Is it that my acting skills are so bad, or did this druid have the intention to kill me, so he chose to kill me with a spear first?

Yes, she was pretending just now. Her purpose was to trick Nidalee into coming over to get the box, and then suddenly attack her and kill her.

However, Nidalee was not fooled at all and chose the safest method, which was to throw her spear at her first and then take the white jade box in her hand.

In short, Jutta was very frustrated at the moment. But she forgot that just this afternoon, she had performed a show in front of Nidalee, killing an ogre instantly, showing off her strength.

Even though she had such a strong power, she was not able to dodge Nidalee's spell and was subdued in an instant...

The acting is indeed a bit exaggerated.

Alas, since the clever method has failed, the only option left is to kill him by force!

boom--

Yuta then landed steadily, but then, countless vines emerged from the ground again, trying to wrap around her feet and pierce her skin.

This time, she did not pretend to be weak. The magic power in her body surged, and every inch of muscle in her legs was burning with tremendous magic power.

The burning magic power turned into tremendous energy, even forming wisps of white mist in the dark night, driving her body and causing her legs to suddenly speed up, stepping on the vines and rushing forward!

The purple-red nails on her hands glowed with a deadly and cold glow.

In front of her, Nidalee felt her pupils shrink slightly. A huge sense of crisis came over her. She didn't care about summoning more vines. She changed the spell in her mouth: "Barkskin!"

Chapter 146 Celine's Fatal Question

Tree skin technique.

A second-level spell, like mage armor, is a protective spell.

It is a spell used by casters of natural magic, such as druids and rangers, to protect themselves. The difference is that it costs more and lasts for a shorter time, only one hour, but its protection is far greater than that of mage armor!

But unfortunately, at this moment, this protection spell that consumed 3 mana points of Nidalee did not bring her any sense of security. Seeing that Uta was already in front of her, she could only reluctantly jump to the side in order to dodge -

laugh--!

"Well--!"

She dodged a fatal blow, but Jutta's nails easily cut through the magically reinforced skin on her waist and sliced ​​through her flesh!

Immediately, blood gushed out, and the severe pain of torn muscles made Nidalee groan. She immediately realized that there was a huge gap in strength between the two sides and she was no match for him!

Must run!

"Roar--!"

As soon as she thought of this, her body quickly transformed, and in the blink of an eye she turned back into the form of a leopard. Then she turned around and ran away!

Yuta took two steps forward, wanting to catch up and kill her, but then a man's voice came from behind her: "No need to chase."

The person who spoke was none other than Hawthorne. At this moment, he and Cuibisi finally ran over and arrived at the battlefield.

His idea was very simple. Nidalee, who had turned into a leopard, was not slow, and this deep mountain was the opponent's home ground. If they continued to chase her, they would be separated again. Secondly, who knows whether they would fall into the opponent's trap or encirclement, which would cause more trouble.

As for letting the tiger go back to the mountains, is it possible that the other party will retaliate in the future?

Are you kidding? The rubble area and the South Port area are so far apart, Hawthorne doesn't think the other party will run so far to take revenge.

Yuta then stopped, turned around, and bowed to Hawthorne who was walking over: "Master, the things have been obtained."

Hawthorne rushed over and looked at Nidalee's receding back. He let out a long sigh and did not ask about the holy sword fragments. Instead, he hugged Yuta's shoulders and said, "How are you? Are you not hurt?"

Uta snuggled into Hawthorne's arms, her little face pressed against his chest. "I'm fine, Master. Nidalee can't hurt me, and she can't take the fragments of the holy sword away."

Cuibisi quickly hugged Hawthorne's arm from the other side, looking like she was competing for his favor. Seeing the scratches on Yuta's skin and clothes, Hawthorne couldn't help but frowned: "I'm glad you're okay. This druid...did she hit you first?"

Yuta nodded, and then recounted the entire battle process, which made Hawthorne grit his teeth and say, "This bastard woman..."

Although Uta was not injured, he already hated Nidalee and the Mountain Rider tribe behind her.

At this time, Cuibisi suddenly asked: "So, where is the necromancer?"

On the way here, Hawthorne had naturally told her about the battle on his side, so at this moment, she naturally had to pay attention to the enemy's movements.

When Yuta heard this, he was startled and turned around. He found that although there were still thick bloodstains on the ground, the dark elf had disappeared.

The main enemy he was chasing had actually run away. Seeing this, Yuta gritted his teeth and said, "I'm going to kill him. One of his legs is broken, so he can't run far now. I can find him in a few steps and then kill him!"

Her tone was murderous, she released Hawthorne's arms, took two quick steps, and found that there was no blood on the ground.

Apparently, while she was fighting Nidalee, the necromancer had teleported away using some magical means, leaving no trace.

Immediately, a strong sense of frustration surged into Yuta's heart, making his expression suddenly become extremely bitter: "Two people, I let them run away..."

Seeing this, Hawthorne hurried forward, hugged her again, and comforted her softly: "It's okay. After today, we will most likely not come to the rubble area again in a short time."

"Whether it's the Mountain Riders tribe or the passage to the Underdark, they have nothing to do with us living in the South Port District. These details are not important. If we can get the fragment of the holy sword, tonight is already a great success."

Hearing his comfort, Jutta's expression became slightly better. Patting her on the back, Hawthorne continued, "Let's go, dear, back to the monastery and get Shilin ready."

"Oh, before we go back..."

He then turned his head and looked into the dense forest in the distance, where the zombies were limping along following the smell of blood. He chuckled and said, "Let's clean up all the undead here first!"

Fifty purification points for one zombie, he is still greedy!

……

The next day, early in the morning, in the monastery.

Heidi had just gotten up and was about to start a new day of work when she saw Celine standing in the garden in a gorgeous white nun's robe with gold edges, seemingly waiting for her: "Heidi, come here."

So Heidi had to walk over first and stand shoulder to shoulder with her: "Eldest sister, are you looking for me?"

"Yeah." Celine stretched out her arms, put them around her shoulders, and held her delicate body close to her.

This is Celine's usual method. If the witches are truly in love with her, then this posture can enhance the intimacy with each other; and if the other party has ulterior motives and subconsciously resists or struggles, then they can also feel Celine's powerful magic and how irresistible it is!

Just like now, Heidi, feeling a little guilty, tried to struggle, but was immediately surprised to find that she could not move at all and could only shrink obediently beside Celine!

While hugging Heidi tightly, Celine chuckled and said, "Let's exchange some feelings. Ah, I know you are busy, and I am helping you. How is it? Are you satisfied with the woman named Malena that I found for you?"

Heidi nodded quickly: "I am satisfied. Her aesthetic taste is indeed good. It is foreseeable that our clothes will sell very well."

"The way our eldest sister judges people is totally incomparable to us!"

As she flattered him like this, Xilin's mouth curled up slightly and said, "Okay, since I've satisfied you, then next, you have to satisfy me as well."

"Otherwise, I, the eldest sister, would be in a bad mood if I suffered a loss."

Suddenly, Heidi's body stiffened again.

satisfaction?

What does she want me to do?

She couldn't help but tremble in her heart. She was no longer a cruel and ruthless witch. If she was asked to do something that was against the will of heaven...

But in order to protect her master and not expose their true situation, she probably had to do it.

Fortunately, that's not what Celine was talking about.