Witch, don't be so lazy

A ring of evil flames bloomed, blocking the approaching giant snake.

Dorendel's feathers activated, and Anko flapped his wind wings and rushed into the sky.

Then I looked up at the white blue sky and the bright sun.

Just like the previous times when using the Knowledge Crystal.

Close your eyes and lose consciousness.

The wings are broken.

come down.

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Chapter 143 Flame Demon Sword (Five Thousand Five)

Anke felt like she was experiencing a lucid dream.

It’s just that the scenes in the dream were discontinuous, and it seemed as if my father had pieced many events together.

It started in a simple thatched hut. After countless attempts, the boy in thin fur rushed out of the house excitedly, looking at the flames rising in his hands. Outside were hundreds of men, women, young and old, celebrating with him, all wearing different styles of clothes.

And when the picture zooms out further, countless pairs of scarlet eyes are staring at us hungrily in the darkness.

This is the beginning of the dream.

Then began the journey of death. People fell one after another in the snowfield. Some died of the cold, some died of hunger, and some died from ferocious monsters. But the boy survived, not because he was so powerful, but because the adults had been protecting him at the risk of their lives and carrying him on their backs to escape.

As if conveying hope, different hands change in the dream, from being strong and powerful at the beginning, full of muscles, to being pale, loose and skinny at the end.

The boy's face also changed from childish to mature, and the flame in his hand kept swaying, slowly lengthening, and gradually turning into a flaming dagger.

The moment the dagger took shape, a ghost sword python fell to the ground with a loud bang, and the extremely sad young man was reflected in the pool of blood. Judging from the surrounding environment, this place was colder and further north than the starting point of the escape.

He raised his head and looked towards the south. The snowfield was covered with large patches of bright red, countless broken limbs and debris, and a group of dark monsters were showing their fangs and claws. Their leader was the giant dragon standing on the top of the mountains, with its head held high and wings spread. With a roar, even the earth was shaking and cracking.

The boy was so scared that he fell to the ground until someone pulled him up.

It was a one-armed warrior, completely different from the dead people. The man wore heavy armor and carried a huge sword. His temperament was like a spear that had experienced hundreds of battles, broken but fierce. He patted the boy's shoulder, then turned around and walked towards a tower that reached the sky.

The boy tried to stand firm, took one last look back at the ferocious monsters, and hurried to catch up with the man.

The moment you take a step, the scene changes again.

The scene before me was extremely shocking, just like the end of the world in mythology.

The world is divided into two.

The sky was dim, crimson clouds blazing, and countless meteors fell to the earth, like a world-destroying fire from heaven, ruthlessly destroying everything. In the setting sun, the Dusk Sword of the End God Era flashed by.

The earth was dark, the rolling mountains collapsed, and the magma erupted into the sky, like the blood of a god, struggling desperately. Deep in the broken continent, the cursed steel sword that slew the ancient snake remained unmoved.

As the view zoomed in, the handsome young man was standing on the shoulders of a giant, and the two seemed to be talking about something.

I couldn't hear clearly, but I could see the image of a giant. It was very scary, with dark gray skin and dried flesh, like a zombie.

The perspective changes again.

The tombstone is extremely simple, with flags fluttering in the wind around it.

The young man looked more vicissitudes of life. He held the flowers and carefully placed them on the armor of the one-armed man. Then he reached out and grasped the broken giant sword. Then a red flame burst out, acting as a new blade.

The moment he turned around, the scene changed again.

The blue sky, the bright sunshine, and the giant rock dragon that once appeared, its roar and power are still as terrifying.

However, the boy was no longer frightened. He just swung the flaming sword in his hand resolutely with sadness and reminiscence.

The blooming light was so dazzling that any creature that saw it could not help but close its eyes.

The same is true for Encore.

however.

When she opened her eyes again, the dream was over, and a large amount of knowledge and content flooded into her mind.

The system also gives a series of prompts.

The first is the skyrocketing proficiency.

[Holy Flame Summoning: 3329/5000/Mastered]

This skill adds more than 3,000.

The spell patterns have also been increased.

[Ancient Curse: 1806/10000/Beginner]

Then there are the emerging skills.

[Sword of Broken Steel: 1233/5000/Mastery]

Brand new low-level spells.

Enke's head felt like it was going to explode after stuffing so many things into it.

Fortunately, the memory of the Great Hero is very cautious, and a lot of things have been deleted, only providing the most basic things, plus the sword-wielding ceremony also provides certain assistance and protection, and An Ke's mental strength is far superior to that of mages of the same level.

But no matter what, the nausea and drowsiness are inevitable.

It’s a pity that Enke currently has no time and no way to adjust, she can only bear it. The pressure-resistant king Enke is online!

She tried her best to stay alert.

On the one hand, he had to activate Dorendel's feathers and renew his wings, otherwise the crash would be a joke; on the other hand, he had to use the newly acquired knowledge to activate the spell.

The moment the wings appeared, Anko also shouted in her heart: "Mr. Sutur!"

then.

Flames bloomed.

……

The central battlefield attracted almost everyone's attention.

As long as one's perception is good, everyone can sense the terrifying magic; as long as one's eyes are not blind, one can see the girl soaring into the sky, and the strange giant snake following closely behind with its bloody mouth wide open.

Bro was the first to frown.

Because he found that the situation seemed to be beyond his control, whether it was the little girl who suddenly appeared, or the giant snake that withered and transformed.

Three heads, six tails, and a yellow pus-filled head—what the hell is this? Is this the Abyssal Serpent Staff of the Calamity Cult?

He didn't remember Yin Ya reporting this thing.

The half-elf who was fighting the necromancer suddenly had his pupils shrink when he saw the shape of the giant snake.

Don't forget, Kunda is a mermaid.

If it were someone else, they would most likely not recognize the origin of the giant snake. After all, there has never been a shortage of deformed monsters in the world. But as a descendant of the mermaids who once dominated the world, Kunda immediately thought of the legend of his tribe.

Judging from the current appearance of the giant snake, it is quite different from the monster in mythology, but as long as the giant snake is regarded as a semi-finished product and some things are filled in, the answer will be obvious.

For example, double the number of heads and tails to six heads and twelve tails, and use the yellow pustules as crowns - "Fallen Water God" Scylla. According to ancient mythology, he is the ruler of the abyss under the sea, commanding all the dark forces of the sea. He tried to turn the whole world into an ocean and caused several floods.

It was only in ancient times that Rusaka, the goddess who created the endless ocean, sealed the terrifying evil god of the abyss out of kindness, bringing countless years of peace to the sea.

However, with the disappearance of the sea god, the seal of the abyss gradually weakened, and Scylla's power began to seep out, successively favoring or creating several creatures. Thus, the four evil creatures that dominated the ocean were born, forming the terrible Abyss Alliance, roaming the four seas and weakening the seal.

Originally, I thought Her Majesty the Sea Witch had won the War of the Wandering Sea, the four evil creatures were either dead or disabled, the forces of the Abyss were severely damaged, and at least the emergence of Scylla could be prevented.

However, it now appears that Scylla is one step closer to escaping the predicament.

No wonder Dachis started to jump again. He was beaten like a wild dog by the Witch Lady in the Battle of the Wandering Sea, but now he has the courage to plan to attack the inland of the North. It turns out that his master behind the scenes gave him the confidence to bark like a dog.

Kunda felt extremely heavy-hearted.

Not only am I worried about the future situation of the ocean, I am also worried about Anke and Sutur.

It was no longer the giant snake of the abyss. It had withered and turned into a more terrifying and powerful monster.

Kunda couldn't help but sigh.

But unfortunately, I couldn't spare the time to help at the moment, so I could only rely on Miss Momo.

Alas, if only I had persisted a little more when choosing the sword bearer. Although a third-level wizard may not be able to use Lord Sutur's self-created magic, the possibility is definitely much higher than that of a first-level wizard.

Even if we take a step back, he can still cast his own spells, and combine them with the conventional high-level spells mastered by Lord Sutur. Maybe after a few rounds of mutual spells, the monster snake can be quickly killed.

But in this way, there would be no one to hold Bro back. Although Kunda was confident that he could kill Wither before the other party came to support him, if Bro ran away when he saw that the situation was not good, there would probably be nothing he could do to him.

But even so, it is still better than the current bad situation.

The same is true.

The giant snake's strength is extraordinary. It used to be able to block the dark wizard's high-level spell "Circle of Evil Flame". Now it just covers its body with turbid water and then crushes it unscathed.

Even though the girl could fly, she was not afraid. The strange snake flicked its tail and jumped directly into the air, opening its bloody mouth at the same time.

The terrifying magic power and the foul filth all shot straight towards the enemy rising high into the sky along with the dark torrent.

What made everyone even more worried was that the girl lost consciousness, perhaps unable to bear the heavy load, and even the Wings of Wind collapsed.

The sentry on the boat had the least experience, but as he looked at the scene before him, he couldn't help but think of the bard's tragic poem.

Just like the tragedy of a fallen angel, he clearly longed to go to where the sun was, but ended up breaking his wings halfway and finally falling into the muddy quagmire, sinking forever.

The moment she saw the wings disappear, Momo acted decisively.

Resonate directly with the most violent earth veins, and then perform "Earth Sailing".

She didn't care about the wailing angel who was not completely dead yet, she wanted to save little Anke first!

only.

When Momo just arrived at her destination, before she had time to attack the giant snake, no, she hadn't even completely emerged from the soil, she sensed a creepy threat.

"run!"

Xiao Hui is obviously a gecko, but at this moment he looks like a cat with its fur standing on end.

As for why?

There is only one thing on the scene that can make the holder of [Blood of Gaia] feel threatened.

That's exactly——

[The Flame Demon's Falling Star]!

……

Facing the strong wind and heading towards the sunset, An Ke reached out and held it from afar.

Then, the golden light gathered in her hands, along with the magic power and spell patterns, connecting, entwining, and weaving to form a sacred sword.

This was the first step of the spell, and even with Sutur's help, she could only get started.

But that's enough.

The flaming swords that were always guarding the left and right disappeared, turning into countless red flames, and merged into the golden holy sword in a completely incomprehensible way.

Then, terrifying flames rose up, and even the wings of the gale were covered with violent flames.

It was in the interweaving of light and flame that a trace of mythical power that spanned a long time was reproduced, creating a unique spell!

Like the afterglow of the setting sun, like the cursed sword that cuts off the ancient snake, like the rage and revenge of the fire demon.

Encore flipped lightly, like a nimble white kite.

Holding the flaming sword, it looked at the stunned giant snake, and the smugness and ferocity in its eyes had not even completely faded away.

She and the hero worked in perfect harmony at this moment, facing the dark torrent and waving out flames that illuminated all directions.

There is no need to be afraid.

No matter what the origin of the giant snake in front of him was, as long as it was still at level three, it would not be able to change the outcome of its death.