Witch Monastery

hum-

Sensing the pull of magic, the hammer turned into a stream of light, flew quickly from afar, and landed in Hawthorne's hands. Without any delay, he immediately injected magic into the hammer, activated the power of lightning and thunder inside, and then threw it fiercely towards Shilin in front of him -

whoosh-

Then the square hammer spun and hit Celine's head!

boom--!

The hammer hit Celine's forehead, and the power of lightning and thunder exploded instantly. The power of the Storm Hammer was very strong, but it was obviously not enough on a battlefield like this. However, this blunt hammer was the nemesis of crystals.

Secondly, Hawthorne didn’t intend to kill her with one blow, he just wanted to interfere with her spellcasting!

The Storm Hammer then flew back, and a crack appeared on Celine's crystallized head again. A strong sense of dizziness hit her head, and the witch's magic power fluctuations suddenly became unstable again: "Ugh——!"

She screamed in pain, and the rainbow light she released began to change rapidly, with its intensity becoming erratic. It was obvious that she had completely lost control of her magic!

good chance!

Knowing that he couldn't let the witch's power regain control, Hawthorne gritted his teeth, then suddenly stepped out from behind Cuibis's huge body, and despite the burning of the remaining rainbow light, he quickly rushed towards Celine!

Chapter 162 Purification Completed

"Ugh—!"

The burning pain of his skin hit his head, causing him to howl in pain. Enduring the intense pain, he leaped towards Celine: "Give it to me, purification--!"

boom--!

He hugged Celine's crystallized body, and felt pain all over his body, but he didn't care about it at the moment. The next second, the milky white purifying light enveloped Celine's body again, and the destructive rainbow light completely dissipated.

“No—no—!”

Celine's voice became more and more terrified, but she was already covered in wounds and almost dry, and she could no longer resist the penetration of the purifying power to change her soul.

After a night of fierce fighting, this purification finally became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Finally, she closed her eyes and fell into a deep coma, completely at the mercy of others.

click-

Without the support of magic, the remaining mirrors in this domain space shattered one after another in an instant, and then turned into dots of colorful starlight and dissipated into the air.

call--

The seven-colored sky that blocked the night sky finally dissipated, and the wind from the outside world once again poured into the area. The absolute domain created by Xilin finally collapsed completely, and it could no longer imprison the people inside like a cage.

As for her own body, enveloped in the milky white purifying light, the crystals on her surface quickly dissolved and turned back into her skin as white and smooth as cow's milk.

Her long beige hair cascaded down, and her two huge breasts like snow-capped mountains were still towering. The naked Celine lay in Hawthorne's arms, with her eyes closed and her breathing even, like a peaceful and quiet sleeping beauty.

Purification, success.

Hawthorne's body softened, and he sat directly on the cold floor, not caring that he was naked. The cold air stimulated his nerves, but he was too lazy to even put on a piece of clothing. He just wanted to clear his mind and have a good rest.

In fact, he still has a lot of strength left in his body. After all, while purifying Celine, a huge amount of energy was also continuously pouring into his body, repairing his injuries and relieving his fatigue.

But this evening, from the opening to the curtain call, his nerves were extremely tense. This kind of mental fatigue was difficult to eliminate, and it made him not want to do anything now. He just wanted to have a good rest first.

But now is not the time to rest...

He suppressed his mental fatigue and glanced around. Fortunately, although the dormitory building had been destroyed by Celine, her nun's clothes were still there - and so were his priest's clothes.

He then took the nun's robe and covered her body so that she would not be naked any longer. As for himself, he was not very cold now, so he was too lazy to put on clothes.

Over there, Die finally breathed a sigh of relief, stopped concentrating on the acceleration spell, and then turned back into human form, sitting on the ground without grace, breathing heavily. Not only did she have to maintain her concentration on two spells, but she also had to resist Celine's damage, and the physical and mental pressure she was under was imaginable.

The same went for Heidi and Jutta. They were also covered in wounds from the rainbow light. At this moment, the effect of the acceleration spell faded, and a huge amount of fatigue surged into their hearts. So they both turned back into human form, fell to the ground like a puddle of mud, and didn't want to move at all.

Ekta and Andre were better off. They were far away, and although they were injured, they were still able to move. Hawthorne ignored them, knowing that they were just the side effects of the acceleration spell, and they were not seriously injured. After all, they were still full of energy just now.

Putting the dressed Celine aside, he rummaged around for a while, pulled out a magic book, and then walked towards Cuibis.

At this moment, the Poison Witch had also turned back into human form. But compared to the other three, she was indeed lying on the ground due to severe injuries, unable to move.

Hawthorne walked to her side, squatted down, held her in his arms, and cast a healing spell on her, which made her recover a little. The girl barely raised her head, forced a weak smile, and said to him: "Congratulations, Master, you successfully captured Celine!"

Hawthorne also forced a smile: "I'm happy for you, ah..."

As he said this, he turned his head and looked around at the remaining buildings, his expression filled with uncontrollable pain.

The loss is not small...

Dormitories, kitchens, studies, bathhouses, soup kitchens, infirmaries, training grounds, trading posts, and walls...

In the battle just now, these buildings have been damaged to varying degrees. If they are to be repaired one by one, the purification points required will be a huge number!

Fortunately, fortunately, he built the sewing shop, blacksmith shop and altar relatively far away.

Lin was not involved when she was showing her might.

Otherwise, he would have nowhere to cry.

Hawthorne called up the system and was shocked to see that Celine had provided him with 7,500 purification points.

The power of the Great Witch is far beyond my imagination.

Fortunately, she was asking for trouble by getting involved in the chaotic energy, which gave her, a weak self, the ability to defeat her now.

Ah!

Without too much joy, he switched to the building interface and spent a total of 450 purification points to repair the buildings marked as "damaged" one by one.

As the milky white light came on, a new wall appeared out of thin air in the light. Within a few seconds, everything returned to its previous state.

Then, his expression suddenly changed as he noticed a red dot on the map that had not disappeared, representing the enemy.

He then turned his head and looked at the corner of the wall in the distance, where his old friend, Nidalee, had fallen into a deep coma, a druid of the Earth Society, a part-time hunter, a model ranger, and a mountain woman with a very bleak future.

He was extremely nervous before, and all his energy was focused on Celine, so he had no time to care about this druid - in fact, the system had already sounded the alarm as soon as she entered the monastery.

And now...

Looking at her curled up body, Hawthorne's eyes were slightly dim.

This guy actually came here?

What is it for? To avenge us? Or the fragment of the holy sword?

You are so brave! I haven't even settled the score with you for attacking Uta yet, but you are so ignorant that you dared to sneak into the monastery to steal things, and you happened to see the true form of the witches...

In this case, I absolutely cannot let you go...

Considering that this druid is still a talent after all, and the Mountain Worshiper tribe is involved behind him, it would be a pity to kill him directly. Hawthorne's eyes flickered, and then he pulled the system to the bottom line and tapped on it lightly.

Thus, another three hundred purification points were spent, and countless purifying white lights gathered just below the bathroom, shaping the terrain below.

Soon, a new secondary building, the "dungeon", slowly took shape there.

This building was originally prepared for witches. In the game, after players defeat and subdue the witches, they must first train them in the dungeon to make them 100% obedient to them.

But until now, the power of purification had made the witches change their minds directly and skip the training process, so Hawthorne had been too lazy to construct this building.

Now, there is a female enemy who cannot be purified, so this building comes in handy.

"Ekta, do you still have strength?" he ordered weakly, "Carry that woman to the dungeon under the bathroom. You should know what to do."

"After doing all this, we should take a break..."

"Oh, Master!" Cuibisi suddenly said, "We just need to keep an eye on this woman. Please go to Ms. Malena's house!"

"Xilin has arranged a group of scumbags to go to her house tonight to rape her and kidnap her daughter. You should hurry over there. I don't know if it's too late now!"

Chapter 163 Breastfeeding

Hawthorne was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Okay...but are you all okay? I'm a little worried about you..."

"We're fine, no problem!"

The weakness brought by the acceleration spell finally faded away. Yuta stood up reluctantly: "It's just that I may not be able to accompany the master to fight another battle for the time being..."

She was very honest, but it was obvious that she did not approve of Hawthorne going to rescue people at this time.

On the other side, Die suddenly spoke up: "Master, that family is worth saving, especially the little girl. She should not be so rashly used by Xilin as a bargaining chip in a deal with the Abyss Lord."

"I still have a little mana left. I can cast a spell for you. Master, you should go and save her."

Yuta frowned and looked at her, but she didn't say much. After all, she didn't know the mother and daughter, and she wasn't as discerning as Die, so she didn't know what value the mother and daughter had.

"Okay, I'll go then." Hawthorne stopped hesitating and forced himself to nod. Purification Celine replenished his depleted physical strength. He now felt full of strength and had no problem fighting another battle. "You guys stay at home, Andre, show me the way, I'll be there now!"

Having said that, he turned around, hastily put on his priest's uniform and shoes, without even having time to put on his underwear, and let Die slap the five-ring false life and the Armor of Agassis on him, then ran out of the monastery.

……

Deep in the slums, in Malena's home.

Even though it was almost midnight, Malena did not finish her work. People's needs are endless. Even though she got the job offered by Celine, for Malena who had enjoyed a rich life, this little money was not enough!

She wanted her daughter to enjoy, at least the most basic education of aristocratic children. To do this, she had to continue saving money so that she could get a new identity for her daughter when she was six next year, and then send her to the Church School of the God of Justice.

To this end, Malena did not give up her job as a laundry helper. After returning from work at the sewing shop, she would still wash clothes at home, working until late at night.

"...The prince exclaimed, pointing at the Rose Girl and said

, yes, it is her, she is the princess I am looking for."

There is a small canal at the door of Malena's house, which is used to drain sewage. She is now sitting on a small bench at the door, with a huge round wooden basin in front of her, a washboard in it, and the last piece of unwashed clothes.

There was a wooden barrel next to her, filled with washed clothes. It was obvious that as the fairy tale she was telling was coming to an end, her work for the day was about to be completed.

"…The vicious stepmother immediately shouted: 'It's impossible, it can't be her! Noble prince, please take another close look at my other two daughters!'"

On the other side of her body, her only daughter, little Lisa, who was only five years old this year, was sitting on a small stool, holding a covered lantern, carefully lighting a path for her mother.

This was a daily routine between mother and daughter. When her mother was working, she would recite the enlightenment poems that every noble child would learn. After she finished reciting, her mother would tell her a story as a reward.

At the same time, she would also do what she could, such as holding a lantern to provide light for her mother like she is doing now.

"…From then on, the prince and the rose princess lived a happy life…"

After finishing the last sentence of the story, Marlena wrung out the clothes and put them into the wooden barrel beside her. She then poured all the water in the large basin into the canal. She then wiped the sweat off her forehead with her forearm and breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, the story is over. Lisa, go and boil some water. When mommy hangs up the clothes, we can take a bath and go to bed."

As she spoke, she poured the clothes in the bucket back into the large basin which was now empty. Then she picked up the basin and walked to the clothesline in the house.

"Yes!" the little girl responded, then picked up the bucket and turned to fetch water and boil it. Soon, wisps of hot steam rose from the large wooden barrel in the middle of their yard, indicating that the hot water for bathing was ready.

Malena took off her coat, revealing her slender but voluptuous body. She had studied dancing when she was young, and had been well-fed and well-dressed. She had not lacked nutrition and exercise throughout her adolescence, and her body had developed very well.

What's more, she was pregnant with a child, so her figure was not comparable to that of a young girl. Even though she was thinner now, her beautiful buttocks were still round and plump, and her breasts were still full and erect, swaying gently with her movements.

Even though her complexion was sallow due to lack of nutrition, her skin was still delicate and tight. After all, although she was already a mother of a five-year-old child, Malena was only twenty-one years old this year.

She reached out her hand to test the water temperature in the large wooden barrel, and used a ladle to add cold water into it. When she felt it was about right, she jumped into the bucket and carried her daughter in.

Little Lisa playfully kicked her feet in the water, splashing water, and suddenly leaned over Malena's chest and reached out to grab her plump breasts: "Mom, I want to eat this!"

The reason her breasts were shaking wasn't just because they were big, but also because they were still filled with milk.

Marlena frowned slightly, "No, Lisa, you're five years old, you should be weaned."

Suddenly, the little girl's expression became very aggrieved: "This is the last time, okay, Mom? This is the last time. Starting tomorrow, I won't eat it anymore."

Originally, as the daughter of an aristocratic family, Malena's family should have hired a wet nurse for her daughter, and she would not have to breastfeed her daughter herself. However, little Lisa was very weak since she was born, and she vomited milk very badly. She had to breastfeed her daughter herself to barely keep her alive.

As for the family's financial situation, there was no other choice. Although the little girl had learned to eat by herself, every time she was sick, including the last time she was cured by Celine, she could not eat anything and could only rely on Marlena's breast milk to barely stay alive.

Therefore, Malena, who wanted to wean her completely countless times, had to give up the idea again and again.

Forget it. It's not easy for a child to live to this day and be so obedient. Her little hobby is nothing more than making me work harder. It's nothing...

Thinking of this and looking at her daughter's pitiful appearance, she once again agreed to little Lisa's "last" request: "Wait until you take a bath and go to bed before eating."

Chapter 164 Bloodline Awakening

Upon hearing this, little Lisa's expression suddenly became joyful: "Great!"

After all, it was already autumn and the water temperature cooled down quickly. The mother and daughter did not delay and quickly got out of the bucket, dried their bodies, then walked naked into the bedroom and got into bed.

As soon as she came in, little Lisa couldn't wait to hold Malena's still proud breasts, opened her little mouth, and put a grape that had already turned dark red.

"Um……"

A gasp came from Malena's throat, but she quickly closed her eyes, breathing evenly, allowing Lisa to suck as much as she wanted.

If it had been a few years ago, being sucked and licked by her daughter like this would have aroused her sexual desire and she would have had to satisfy herself with her hands while feeding the child.

But in the past two years, endless worries and fatigue would drain her of her last bit of energy and physical strength before going to bed every day. Now she just wanted to sleep and had no interest in anything else.