Witch Forest Friends Club

An enchantment of the color of frost, covering Kenny's flesh and mage tower.

The ground seemed to be flowing with a glacier frozen with infinite chaotic demonic energy, covering and sliding towards the entire island.

Only the fan-shaped area blocked by the light wave of Ryan's sword qi remained clean, and the entire island looked like a frozen pizza with a corner missing.

"The ice is very strange, it seems to cause frostbite to energy and ghosts." Elsa, who is quite accomplished in frost spells, quickly gave a judgment, "Look, my shadow servants are starting to frost. "

"It's really a deformed demon." Instructor Bode sensed the tide of the polluted magic essence in the world, and greeted the white-haired boy who was walking forward with a sword, "Your Highness, light us a bunch of hot fire. How about merciful sanctions for deserters?"

Seeing that Your Excellency the Brave is about to raise the sword that will blow up the flame storm, Anjaye hastily reminded him.

"Mr. Bode, Lord Ryan, please don't cause too much damage to the mage tower. There may still be useful clues on the tower."

"Don't worry, little Kasyapa." The devil's claw on the back of Instructor Bode gave a thumbs up gracefully, "I won't collapse it."

The brave man's piercing lion heart sword swung down again.

The sword skill that has been swung countless times and ruined so many lives has returned to the most simple chopping after thousands of tempers. The pale light bursting out from the edge of the sword turns into a flying winged lion unstoppably pouncing on it.

The sword crushed the thick and layered frost barrier, and hit the demonized Kenny's body head-on, making him overturned with blood and flesh, and then slammed into the barrier of the mage tower.

Bode mentor launched a long-prepared surprise attack from a high altitude towards the huge demon who was shaken to the ground by the earthquake.

The tentacles on Kenny's body were squirming urgently, covered with hard and raised scaly ice edges, and turned into rough and sharp crampons, forming a net to intercept the witch floating in midair.

Countless frosty fish shadows floated in the air, all of which were sharp and rotating extremely cold blades, but they were shattered lightly by the devil's claws swung by Bode's mentor.

"Fanna, what exactly is that purple devil's claw summoned by Teacher Bode?" An Jiaye looked at the majestic appearance of the Winged Witch, and couldn't help but look forward to it. She turned to ask the top students in the Demon Department present , "Why is the enchantment that cannot be broken by ordinary witchcraft, but that claw can easily tear it apart."

"It's the Destroyer Demon."

Fan Na seemed to have finally sorted out her grief and anger, and explained to her companion.

"It has only appeared twice in Vinland so far. The first time it was expelled by the Demon Hunting Squad of the Star Cult, and the second time it was sealed by an adventure team led by Mentor Bode."

"According to the personal notes of Instructor Bode, the three eyeballs on the claws of the 'Destroyer Demon' are the 'Empty Destruction Eye' that shatters the body, the 'Soul Breaking Eye' that erases the soul, and the most destructive eye in the legend. 'Final Eye', the principle of the third eye, has not been made public yet, but every time one more eye is opened, the price to be paid is even greater."

Fan Na said sincerely.

"It's just the price of Bode's mentor, which is usually paid by the enemy."

Anjaye thought of the devil's contract that his family hadn't drafted and perfected terms, and his envy grew stronger.

This is the importance of the Stella school's equal contract. Facing the devil's greedy appetite and unlimited desire - the witch can bargain through the contract, and even dominate the weak devil in turn, using the power of the devil to seize the creation More sacrifices, more demons hired, empty-handed white wolves to achieve their own goals - an existence like Bode's mentor is simply squeezing the demon's labor force to fatten himself in vain.

"This is the first time I have observed the actual combat of the 'Eclipse Witch' at close range." Anjaye opened his magic eyes, trying to see the way from Bode's actions, "The three wings represent three demons. ?"

"Yes, besides the 'Destroyer Demon', there is also the 'Hell Death Butterfly', and I have never seen that stamen-shaped demon organization." Fan Na's sincerely longing tone revealed a bit of confusion, " This is the power I've always longed to get close to, but now I haven't even thought about contracting any demons myself."

"The number of low-level demons that ordinary witches can control is limited. The power that Bode can control three high-level demons at the same time is really beyond people's imagination."

"Xiao An probably doesn't know." Elsa finally regained the fun of watching the show, and said with great interest, "Ms. Bird will be called the 'Witch of Ten Thousand Wings' because of her origin witch spell—'Ten Thousand Demons Wings of Lamentation', transforming herself into a living body barrier that seals many demons. By manifesting the demon soul or a part of the demon's body in the form of wings, she can control all kinds of demon abilities at the same time. It is rumored that she even found a The gates of hell that are activated, and made a deal with the demon lord in it."

"Elsa, how do you know so much?" An Jiaye stared at the kitten suspiciously, and she would always reveal some unique news.

"Of course I know. Ms. Bode traveled all the way north from the peninsula back then, and her itinerary covered half of the northern border. She killed all the demons and cultists who made troubles in various countries. It is the Stella school—no, it is the most powerful in the entire Vinland today. The famous Demon Slayer Witch."

"Because of that high-profile experience, she also has a lot of contacts in the north, and there are quite a few guys who owe her favors from the Witch Society—otherwise, why would the teaching room send an assistant teacher of the demon department to be a special envoy to the Tower of the Sun?"

"It's no wonder that the academy will send Bode mentor out to escort the patrol." An Jiaye couldn't help thinking, "It is to judge that the situation has escalated and the enemy's tail has been exposed. Is it worth taking the initiative to attack?"

No matter what, now I can only hug Witch Wings' thighs tightly, it seems that there is no need to even cheer by the side.

The witch has already torn apart the enveloping net of ice edge tentacles, and is about to face the devil's body.

The star ring seal on the Claw of Destroyer was shattered again——the second eyeball was completely opened.

It was a blind eye as dark as a starless night with missing pupils. It slipped into the palm of the devil's claw and looked directly at the distorted devil below. Tears burst out, and a purple misty flame ignited instantly, entwined around the sharp fingertips. superior.

In the stream of gorgeous runes scattered in the sky, the purple claws seemed to be guided by high emotions, and the hands of the passionate conductor swayed the notes of destruction all over the air.

"Ah, Bode, there is another unique thing that is about to disappear irretrievably." In the ears of the Winged Witch, the deep chant from the Devil's Claw echoed.

"Nancy, you are still so sentimental."

"Of course, the more you destroy the cherished things, the more you will fill your heart with regrets, but the moment of destruction that fascinates me is the beauty worth chasing."

"Tear apart the demon soul." Instructor Bode gave the order neatly.

The destructive shock wave transmitted by the vibration of the fingertips of the devil's claw broke through the encirclement of crampons and frost fish all over the sky, and the deep and wriggling ice fog was also shattered by the flowing water of the devil's claw.

And the third pistil-like wing on the back of the witch actually began to absorb these strange energy of unknown origin. It can only be said that the devil behind this wing really has a stomach with good digestion.

As the ice mist dissipated and collapsed, the flying figure of the Winged Witch fell straight from a high altitude, looked up at her huge multi-faceted head, and swung down the devil's claws that yearned for destruction.

As if just on the water, the destroyer's fingertips burning with purple flames gently penetrated the eyeballs of Kenny's huge head.

That is a more unstoppable destruction than the destruction ripples of the shock space.

Through the second eye of the Destroyer, the structural state of the soul is locked - as long as a momentary contact is made, the energy to death in the eyeball can be transmitted.

Erase the target from the soul level.

Touch and die.

Even though the appearance has been intact for a long time, it is like a cold winter north wind blowing away the essence contained in the flowers and trees, and the body can only quietly wait for decay and withering.

Like the tears of a crocodile - regretting the destruction, but appreciating the feeling of destruction.

Known as "The Sigh of the Destroyer".

PS: Ask for tickets, the first part of Lenghu is finally coming to an end.The author urgently needs the encouragement of the readers.

Chapter 120 Five Kenny's Devil Soul Shard, Devil's Egg Moves Again

In the depths of other people's memories, I want to use mushrooms to decorate those dim and old years with more precious colors. ——"Ankaye's Chat Notes"

The enchanting purple flame, accompanied by the sharp claws that tore the scalp, injected into the huge skull of the devil Kenny.

Instructor Bode lightly waved the staff of civilization, and the dozens of curved and twitching annihilation rays released from the tip of the staff were shaped like the dense filaments of a tulip in full bloom, piercing through the ice-edge tentacles attacking from all sides, and sending out many The face cyst of the spell, cut into a flower of cracked and broken flesh.

After completing the elegant and fatal blow, the demon wings behind Bode mentor fluttered, like a ghostly moth gliding under the night, rising sharply in the wind.

The witch flitted across the frosty and roaring night sky, broke through the torn barrier of the tower, and stood gracefully on the fence outside the lighthouse on the top of the tower.

The black gauze cloak covering the head and face was lifted by the flying airflow, revealing the light golden tail feather braid.

Blown by the gorgeous and coiled magic wind, several small black demon skulls were fixed on the hair ring, fluttering wantonly along with the witch's gorgeous braids.

In the palm of the Demon Claw of Destroyer held high behind her, the blind eye that couldn't stop crying—the demon eye named "Soul Breaking", closed immediately, and the purple transparent burning soul poisonous fire was like a demon dissipating in the night wind whisper.

"Weak guy." Instructor Bode looked down at the demon who suddenly fell into a sluggishness below, "But to be able to proliferate such a large-scale demon soul, is it infected with some kind of soul plague?"

The Whisperer's whispers and sighs echoed in the Witch's ears.

"Its demon soul collapsed, leaving only the core of the decayed soul, which is still hiding in the body. This deformed body is almost an empty shell."

"Well done, Nancy."

The devil's intoxicated groans, with unsatisfactory greed: "I've spent a long night of killing, and I'm a little tired. Bode, I'm going to sleep. Remember—the price cannot be less."

"Good night." Instructor Bode said goodbye to the eyeballs on the Devil's Claw with a smile, "You will be happier next time you wake up."

The two eye pupils, one red and one black in the palm of the Claw of Destroyer, slid back to the back of the arm, arranged up and down with the third eyelid, and fell into a deep sleep. The mysterious rune star ring that sealed the eyelids, in the crisp sound of the torrent of magic essence, Emerge around the purple devil's claw again.

The Claw of Destroyer retracted and disappeared on the back of Teacher Bode, replacing the other butterfly wing of the dead butterfly.

Losing the support of the power of the soul, the chaotic miasma that surged like a glacier in Kenny's distortion giant exploded out of control in an instant.

The huge and distorted body of the devil was frozen into a special-shaped ice sculpture by the evil power of frost from the icy abyss—the distorted pain and madness on the face were vividly frozen in the thick ice shell—then in Ryan Under the impact of the lightsaber piercing through the air, like a snowman made of strange flesh, it disintegrated and evaporated in the scorching sun, and melted into a cloudy liquid full of smoke.

Among the scattered flesh and blood fragments after the disintegration of the devil's outline, there is a naked, old and exhausted man, crawling in the mucus and panting.

Ms. Bird landed on the top of the tower again, hovering strangely above the humanoid Kenny, twisting and stretching the stamen-shaped demon wings behind her back, about to penetrate the man's head.

"Wait a minute, ma'am."

Mentor Bode turned his head and found that the flaming sword in Ryan's hand was aimed at him.

"Your Highness, are you trying to steal my spoils?"

Locked by a monstrous sword capable of cutting through seas of fog and ice, Mentor Bode still showed a beautiful and calm smile, "Where's Oga's chivalry?"

The proud and straight figure of the white-haired boy, under the light and tide, is as holy as an unreal religious painting.

"I'm sorry, ma'am. He is Oga's sinner and needs a fair trial. I can't let you torture him with demonic methods."

"Oh, then let me see, how does His Highness plan to judge the sinner?" The witch fluttered her butterfly wings and stepped out of the way.

"Is this Golden Winged Lion Badge yours?" Ryan stepped forward, the turbulent flames forced away the filth flowing across the ground, the young man stretched out his right hand, and handed over the military badge he picked up.

"That's right." Kenny struggled to get up, and looked up at the radiant—heroic and stern young face, "Prince, so this is your true face?"

The pale curly hair fluttering lightly under the blowing of the foehn seemed to overlap with the mane of the golden lion that he had witnessed from afar in his impression.

After so many years, that noble and shining light still dazzled him.

"It's an irony of fate. I escaped from the Legion, and it was you who sent me away in the end."

"Tell me your name." Ryan said indifferently and solemnly.

"Samuel Kenny, a disciple of Todd, the Great Master of the North, the Hermit of the Rainbow Tower." Kenny sighed weakly, "Prince, we met."

"I remember you." Ryan held the Golden Winged Lion Medal tightly, and molten iron was slowly flowing from his fingers, "Mage who fought for Oga, why did you end up here?"

"I am under the banner of the Golden Winged Lion, and I have participated in all frontier battles from Cold Lake to Black Marsh against the 'Thunderholder', until I counterattacked Lexxar Mountain. Sole survivor."

Kenny stared at the boy in pain, even though his eyes were almost blinded by the light, he didn't look away.

"I fought for Oga in the past, but in the end I was tired of the fate imposed by Zhanluan. I gave up fighting and became addicted to magic. I lost the protection of the great source and the glory of the spellcaster. As you can see, I fell into a demon."

"Prince, do you regard me as a shameful coward?"

The man struggled to crawl to the boy's feet.

"Look at my humble appearance, which is not as good as a slug. It is indeed better to die by the Layton River."

"But at that moment, I was really scared. Seeing the battle between you and the Thunder Holder, I was afraid of becoming the fuel of 'Wang Yan'."

"Whether you embrace it or leave it, you have to pay the price after all, aren't you the same?" Kenny squeezed out a twisted smile and asked, "The prince whose soul burns pale and empty."

Ryan stood leaning on his sword in silence, letting Kenny's bony hands grab onto his ankle.

"It's so warm. Although the color has changed, this is exactly the flame I bathed in in the past."

The man's voice was choked with regret before dying.

An Jiaye staggered forward leaning on his staff, afraid of the oppressive force of the pale fire waves rushing towards him.To the girl's surprise, this close contact with the flame was not as hot as imagined, but it was stimulating the magic organs in her body that were loaded to the limit.

"Kenny, do you recognize 'Ouroboros'? Tell me who he is." Anjaye suppressed the sense of urgency in his heart.

"Yeah, and that guy." Kenny buried his head sadly, curled up like a bug that was about to freeze to death, "Ouroboros is my friend and comrade-in-arms, we used to learn art together under Archmage Todd, and He... also secretly participated in a series of counterattacks against the Gort tribe and the mercenaries in the north by the Cold Lake Territory. But one day he suddenly lost his voice, and I thought he died on the battlefield."

"Until I saw him again in Shuangcheng Harbor, Ouroboros...has become the leader of 'Apocalypse'."

"Besides, his origin and experience are all a mystery. Teacher Todd is also dead. No one knows his identity anymore—it's just him and the noble factions of Lenghu and Shiwan. There must be... a connection."

"Stop him. Ouroboros and the demons behind him have endured for decades, and what they are going to do is absolutely crazy beyond your imagination." Kenny coughed suddenly and vomited out pieces of squirming flesh and blood.

"Witch, for me—say sorry to Crapsey."

Kenny rolled over on his side, trying to open his arms.

"It's so cold, I'm going to sink into the dark and cold abyss. Prince, please help me end the pain."

The white-haired boy stared at his former subordinates with the same indifferent eyes as before, pointed the tip of his sword at Kenny's sunken chest, and raised it high.

"rest in peace."

The sword of the hero, surrounded by pale flames, plunged into the heart of the devil.

"Is this—what it feels like to be bathed in the sun?"

Kenny seemed to have seen an unprecedented dream.

Anjaye stared at the numb and distorted face, and finally melted with a relieved smile, leaving only the afterimage of black ash, which was deeply imprinted by the flames on the melted ground, representing that this person existed in Vinland. last notch.

The scum crushed by fate, what will be the last thought?

Anjaye sighed, facing the light spots flying in the pale fire waves all over the sky.

From the ashes of the devil's body, the gray light and shadow spewed out, vaguely showing Kenny's previous appearance, but then scattered the unburned soul fragments in the blazing hot light, flying towards the girl chest.

"Is this Kenny's demon soul?" Anjaye wondered inwardly.

When Kenny turned into this monster, his soul had already turned into a demon?