Witch Forest Friends Club

Seeing that he was surrounded by the triangle formation of tactics, the big devil was not afraid at all.

"Elo, I gave you a chance, is this your answer?"

"You don't have the right to call me Ello." The Bird Witch said coldly, "I don't want to be called so intimately by a disgusting old guy."

"Very good." Uroboros looked around at the three people who surrounded him, pacing lightly with his big sword in hand, "14 years ago, you who were expelled from the academy were able to settle in Lenghu. 11 years ago, you Nominally marrying Macbeth, receiving the sponsorship of the Marshall family, and continuing to study are all inseparable from my assistance—don’t pretend to be so innocent, you are just a selfish witch colluding with the devil’s scum.”

Uroboros looked up to the sky with a long smile, and contemptuously pointed at the two cold lake knights with his tentacle sword.

"Do you think they can kill me? Oh, and maybe the witch from the academy?"

"Hey, Bode." Asuka Witch expressed her attitude indifferently, "This is my war, you are not allowed to intervene."

"Dear sister, I always like to let you down." The devil's claw wings with terrifying power behind Bode's mentor seemed to flap calmly and steadily with her current mood, "After all, he is also the enemy of the academy." Woolen cloth."

The Bird Witch snorted coldly, and raised her staff towards the old Machius. The old knight was instantly covered by layers of pure white bird runes, turning into a luminous feather coat, receiving all-round buffs and blessings. Its condensed and steady grudge, its strength is even higher——

Although the more advanced fighters, the buffs they get, the effect will be relatively weakened, but the eclipse-level witches from the academy can provide ordinary buffs.

After all, no matter how ordinary a spell is, in the hands of a skilled spell caster of this level, it can turn decay into magic.

"Elo."

Uroboros responded indifferently.

"Don't forget who owns the Black Swan Island now."

"Ever since I suffered at the hands of a witch like you when I was young, I no longer believe in a single source of power." Uroboros grabbed the neckline of the black robe on his chest with his free left arm, and suddenly opened it, " Look at what I have prepared to witness the true appearance of the world."

He suddenly threw the black robe into the sky, and in the center of the sturdy chest covered by scales, it unexpectedly blended into a woman's face.

It was a strangely beautiful face—on the flawless white cheeks, two shocking bloodstains, like deep wounds, were slipping silently from the tightly closed eyelids.

"Soul-sucking Banshee!"

Anjaye recognized the identity of the face in shock—it was the face of the banshee summoned by the strange stone statue she had seen!

The banshee suddenly opened her eyes, her pale pupils filled with cursed hatred for the creatures of the world, falling on everything she could see—then she opened her dark and cracked lips, bursting out a chilling shriek of withering .

Elsa erected the iron staff urgently, and the large and small astrolabe enchantments emitted gorgeous and crystal-clear magic ripples in front of the black and white Rubik's Cube, quickly overlapping and forming.

Accompanied by the solid black and white Rubik's Cube enchantment to resist the screaming impact!

If there is no Elsa, Anjaye has no doubt that he will die suddenly in the screaming immediately.

not good!

The two cold lake knights were the first to bear the brunt of the screaming.

And Crapsey was there too!

The wailing of invisible and colorless souls turned into cursed sound waves that shattered the space of the cemetery, and all the flowers and plants withered and withered - so that the two knights with pure vindictiveness were oppressed by the screams so that they thrust their swords into the ground and half-kneeled. Shrink the grudge into a curved wall, barely being torn apart by the screaming storm.

When the banshee screamed and disintegrated the siege attack, Ouroboros also suddenly grabbed the rune chains connected to the sealed prison on his body-the countless flying bird marks that formed the chains were suddenly eroded by a pale gray light, and directly snatched them away. Gained the dominance of the soul-binding lock.

From the flying bird staff connected to the demon's chain of light-the phantom representing the soul of the flying bird witch was pulled out of Krapussy's body in reverse!

"Come back." The demon sighed softly towards the struggling witch in the sky.

"Soul-absorbing spell." Anjaye's hand holding the mushroom on the staff froze for a moment.

Asuka Witch struggled with all her strength, but was still completely dragged out of Krapussy's body by the chains condensed and formed by her own rune marks.

Even though Mentor Bode resisted the scream of the banshee at the first time, stretched out the claws of the devil and firmly grasped Krapusi's body-but it was still a step too late, and he was drawn into the soul-absorbing ghost while watching the phantom of the bird witch In the vortex of mana condensing.

She was like a proud swan shot by an arrow, she fell miserably from the free territory of the sky, and was hugged tightly by the soul hands and tentacles of the soul-sucking banshee, who was as thin as bone claws, and was about to hit Uroboros' chest. Drag and pull into the devilish vortex of the abyss.

"Five years ago, after your death, your soul didn't fall into the Styx or be eaten by demons, but attached to the stone statue of Tristi, and was able to escape into the cracks of reality and wander. Who do you think is showing mercy?" Wu Lobolos bowed his head, gently stroking the cheek with disheveled hair on the phantom of the witch's soul.

"It's me, I let you stay in the dream to recover your strength regardless of the past."

"Do you think I didn't hold back to prevent you from betraying again?"

Ouroboros proudly declares victory.

"Why are you still able to use the witch spell! My soul-binding lock is clearly in effect!" Asuka Witch struggled with all her strength, but along the lock chain, the soul-absorbing spell eroded her backwards, constantly pulling her into the demon's body, gradually Only one head remained.

"Because Tristi's stone statue is not the power of demons." The miasma around Uroboros broke through the complex geometric light array that constituted the cage, and once again frantically surged unscrupulously in the changing world.

"Let me tell you a fact. It is the anchor of the soul built by borrowing the world dream of the peninsula! Do you think you can be free after escaping and possessing a girl? Your foundation is still under Tristi's control !"

"Who gave you the power!" Asuka Witch gritted her teeth and stared at Ouroboros' blurred face in hatred, "This is the power of the 'Sleeping Witch'! The dreams of the world in the peninsula are all in the magic vine of Lord Rosella. Take root!"

"Think about it slowly, I have fully mastered your research, and even helped you complete the final puzzle."

"Devil soul fusion." Uroboros's old voice was relieved, "Now I have merged with Tristi."

"For more than 200 years, her unwillingness and resentment accumulated over the past [-] years will finally be released, and now—you will also integrate with Tristi, and experience the feeling of being betrayed and resentful. This is the cause and effect of the cycle of fate, Ello .”

"Mother Ello!" Fan Na's eyes were red and she wanted to rush forward, but Anjaye's mushroom appendage grabbed her arm tightly.

"Don't go, Fanna!" An Jiaye continued to stretch out more appendages, suppressing the girl who was on the verge of madness, "We will all die if we don't calm down!"

"Why, why did you choose me?" Asuka Witch, who had only half of her face exposed to the vortex of the demon miasma, seemed to ask her last desperate question, "My life is already ruined, why do you still torture me!"

"Why? You once betrayed our covenant, but I still chose to forgive you, and now you let me down again." Uroboros just shook his head pityingly, "You really have the same blood on your body as hers! .”

He bowed his head and lowered his voice, as if he was whispering to the Bird Witch. Eero Cereno's green pupils, which were as green as a lake, suddenly shrank, and then lost their beautiful light, and let out a desperate scream of trembling soul.

"impossible!"

But her voice suddenly cut off, as if a swan sank into a swamp and was completely dragged into the dark vortex deep in the demon's chest by the soul-sucking banshee.

The miserable eyes with blood and tears closed immediately, and the soul-sucking banshee fell into a deep sleep again, as if a tired face carved from limestone merged abruptly and peacefully on the demon's chest.

Uroboros raised his arm, and with his burning fingers and claws, he easily crushed the last broken and crumbling sealing ring in front of him.

When the pure white rune light shattered like sand between his fingers and disappeared.

Behind the demon man, there was also the sound of chopping the waves in the demon miasma like a tsunami-a huge alien figure emerged from the depths of the dense fog.

Like an alien monster crawling out of the bottom of the sea, it left disgusting and magnificent trails of crawling mucus on the scorched earth that turned into barren land - moist hard scaly skin, strong and soft sea anemone-like arms and legs, and dense fish fins on the body surface And the spines are covered with algae and shellfish.

The huge deformed head, like a prehistoric strange fish, overlooked the cemetery from a high altitude—in the transparent whitish fish eyeball, in the lens tissue forming the pupil—Kenny’s distorted face was sealed, and such a terrifying Unexpectedly, there are so many human faces in the pupils, densely covering the eyeballs.

Those expressions of hunger and thirst twisted to the point of inhuman pain undoubtedly all called out a name.

"Crapsey, Crapsey, my angel, forgive me."

"It's a pity, Kenny." Ouroboros raised his hand to hold down the parasitic Roshan beside him, "but I kept my promise and restored your spellcasting ability. The magic addiction can no longer cause you trouble gone."

The "Apocalypse" monster that was alienated by Kenny, the giant lips protruding from each of the proliferating tentacles all over its body were whispering and wriggling - uttering an indistinct curse sound.

Kenny wobbled past the devil, and crawled towards the Winged Witch who was hugging Krapussy.

"Lord Ouroboros, leave the rest to us."

A gust of wind blew into the mist with a smell of stench and corruption, and a swift and evil phantom suddenly flew over the cemetery.

The sound of humming and flapping wings echoed endlessly in the breeze, and the two pairs of transparent insect wings vibrated at high speed behind the phantom, making a noise that made Anjaye feel disgusted and physically uncomfortable.

"Well, don't disappoint me."

Uroboros suddenly turned around, and flew away with the soul of the Bird Witch spewing miasma.

"Hey, Miss Poisonous Amanita, we meet again." After the mist of the miasma dissipated violently, Mayor Fernando's eyes were red and he turned into an evil shadow of a devil. "Now is the time to show the aesthetics of sublimation to When we know each other."

Under his slender neck covered with spikes, is covered with a living armor of black and red, which looks like a splicing of link organisms. Fat, slimy maggots are crawling in the gaps of the armor, and there are also bursts of scarlet scarlet floating around his body. The miasma—Anjaye carefully observed that it was a cloud of manic blood flies.

The swarms of flies gathered in the clouds are different from the general blood flies that are wiped out underground, but under the halo of the plague, they are demonized creatures that thirst for blood and can spread the plague at will.

On the chest of Fernando's armor, there is also an abstract devil's mouth full of fangs, which contains a symbolic devil's face.

"It's the mark of the devil." Elsa licked the corner of her lips and said, "very strong devil's breath."

"This feeling is really comfortable." The mayor caressed the armor on his body intoxicatedly, and his blood-filled eyeballs suddenly split into many bright red dense compound eyes.

Under the vigilant attention of Anjaye and others—accompanied by the splash of viscous body fluids, the mayor's originally handsome face transformed into a hideous and ugly fly head.The sharp needle-shaped snout is shrinking rhythmically.

His originally strong arms were mutated into bristle-covered fly feet, and a pair of hook claws grew out from his chest again, and all four hook claws were connected with sturdy alien-shaped blades like stabbing swords.

"Fanna, do you recognize this demon mark?" Anjaye stared at the demon mark on the mayor's chest.

"Well, Fly Demon, a high-level demon located in the gluttony abyss of hell." Fan Na said with a pale face, "The brand on its body is the 'mouth of gluttony and indulgence', which belongs to the traces of the demon king's family."

"It really suits the identity of this cannibal nobleman." An Jiaye coldly grasped the staff that bloomed with colorful poisonous mushrooms.

Compared with the little witches who were disgusted, Bode's reaction seemed to be beyond the mayor's expectation.

"It's a nostalgic atmosphere. It seems that my former defeated general also has the Fly Demon." Ms. Bode put her index finger on her chin and thought, "When did it happen?"

"Ah, I remembered, 20 years ago, when I was traveling in the north, I was tricked into a temple of gluttony. The group of gluttonous priests that I turned into demon rations summoned a fly demon."

"Don't compare me with the idiot." Mayor Fernando sternly retorted as if he had suffered the shame of an ignorant person.

"In the past, my family always kept the seal of the contract left by the 'Lord of Gluttony' in Vinland, but it has too much appetite. If we really want to use it, we must weigh the pros and cons. Now we have the 'Lord of Soul' With the guarantee, I can rest assured that I can transform myself through the contract."

"Let you witness, the hell gourmet 'Baal' lord——the orthodox demon protection bestowed by you."

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Extra Story of Stella School "Constellation Witch" Heavenly Mission - Bode's Dimensional Tree Hole Log

Stranger, this is the megaphone that I opened the gate of dimension to release.

There are no beacons to anchor, no purpose to aspire to.

It’s just a simple statement of the tree hole, I’m pouring out some shady words in my heart, if you happen to pick it up——

Strangers, please be a drifting bottle received in a dream.

My name is Bode—Bode Keleno—my family’s surname comes from the famous siren legend in the North Sea of ​​Vinland. In the novel, you can hear similar lackluster love stories everywhere. It is nothing more than an old-fashioned legend about a poor boy sailor being shipwrecked, meeting a sea monster accidentally, and being involved in an adventure to love each other.

I remember that every time my grandmother told the glorious and romantic history of family origins to my younger generations, I fell asleep after listening to it. I might as well secretly tease the little phase demon in the "Dimensional Bottle" to have fun.

But it is undeniable that because of this bloodline, my ancestors awakened the power of witches, bringing changes in the fate of future generations for more than 400 years.

Although he has a rare mixed-blood siren blood, the ancestor who first entered the Witch Society as a commoner was just an ordinary apprentice in the Tower of the Sun.

He has worked diligently for the mentors for half his life, but after he has completed his studies, he is full of witchcraft but is useless. As a civil servant, he will continue to serve the Witch Society conscientiously for the rest of his life.

So the bloodline and family tradition of Keleno have been handed down in the Tower of the Sun.

In fact, before following Mrs. Stella to the south, the Keleno family was just an inconspicuous family of little witches who worked in the Demon Museum. We chose to join the Stella School.

Then came the legends of the pilgrimage that I was so familiar with that my ears felt calluses—it wasn’t until my grandmother entered the Eternal Night Observatory and turned into the morning star of Stella’s starry sky that I began to miss the stories she told occasionally.

My mother inherited the position of the exclusive instructor in the Demonology Department where my grandmother worked. When she gave birth to me, she was very old. It is said that it was because the original younger sister, my little aunt, refused to be the instructor and passed down the family tradition. Obligation, became a wandering witch, after traveling the peninsula, went to the chaotic and strife northern countries, and disappeared without a trace, and my mother, who had always been almost uninterested in anything except research, was forced to Fusion of demonic blood gave birth to me.

Although the Stella school advocates the selection of talents, it is a pity that in the 130 years since the Stargazing Academy was built, no generation of demon students can compare with the Kereno family. Our siren blood has faded away— —In its place is the blood of the witch born in peace with the blood of the devil.

I grew up in a decent family of witches, and I have been exposed to the knowledge and power of dealing with demons since I was a child. My peers have always been in awe of me who bears the name of Kereno.

So I took it for granted, got used to being a lonely and cunning witch, followed the teachings of my family, and cultivated a ruthless heart to deal with demons. Only some little lemurs who are good at joking can occasionally make me happy.

When I was ten years old, my aunt came back from outside the high wall. In addition to being wounded and riddled with evil spirits, she also brought back an adopted daughter who was two years younger than me.

I stayed in Galantia since I was born and never left the school for half a step. I like to listen to the sinister and wonderful adventure stories told by my aunt, so I got acquainted with my cheap cousin and soon gained a follower.

It's a pity that my aunt passed away not long after she came back.

Her daughter——Elo, has shining golden hair and emerald green eyes under the light of magic element, which is different from the light golden hair color of the Kereno family, and it feels very warm to the touch. wavy blonde hair.

He also has a gentle and calm personality, and he is a rare genius in the study of demonology.

My nature is actually quite loose, except for the paranoia and fearlessness inherited from the Kereno family, my personality is no different from that of a well-behaved mother.

And Elo, under the gentle and amiable appearance, is unexpectedly more stubborn and stubborn.

Elo is more suitable to be a scholar than me. From her thinking mode to her behavior habits, she is closer to a pure and rigorous academic witch, rather than a fanatic like me who yearns for freedom and has a cold nature—but there is only one thing, She and I both live a very selfish life. I want to live a life as I want, but she is deviant in her desire to prove herself. She always wants to find another way on the academic road and climb the peak that no one has reached before.

I never expected that this difference in personality would be the source of my parting ways with her in the future.

Our sisters, who are connected like a coin with two sides, were thrown into the sky by the hand of fate. During the short ascent and fall, we couldn’t escape the result of falling to the ground——

One day my mother suddenly announced that the next successor to the big classroom would be between me and Ello.

I've seen twin demons suppress and devour each other as they grow up.

Since then, the relationship between me and Elo has become delicate. I didn't want to lose. How could Elo, who had relied on me, win me.

It's just that I was fascinated by my aunt's chic and unrepentant appearance before she died. I didn't want to restrict my life according to the rules of the family tradition, but I couldn't think of what to do besides inheriting the big classroom.

Until I was 15 years old, I participated in the truth-seeking tour.

The pilgrimage route has always been planned by the teaching room, that is, Mrs. Stella's deputy and spokesperson-"Civet" Lamir, who I have never seen since I was a child. She has an easy-going attitude, but her style of action is impeccable. Scary old woman.