Witch, don't be so lazy

Unfortunately.

"Humph, don't even think about escaping!"

With a loud cry, golden lightning flashed, and all the black feathers shot out missed the target.

As the small hammer was swung again.

Boom!

The valley trembled and the wind swept through.

There was another huge hole, and there was still that black stain in the middle of the hole.

The previous scene was repeated.

The wriggling remains, the ugly tumor, still hatched into a black raven.

Of course, there are differences.

On the one hand, the size of the remains and the black crow had obviously shrunk a little; on the other hand, its temperament and demeanor had undergone earth-shaking changes.

It was no longer a dark wizard, but something else.

Weird, twisted, ominous.

If the madness in those scarlet eyes could be changed to indifference, it would be almost exactly the same as the raven statue.

The voice also became extremely cold.

Like a high and mighty god, he looks down upon the lowly mortals.

"Usurper, shameless thief, lackey of Frostwing, I will follow the will of the witch and sentence you to an icy death..."

It hasn't finished speaking yet.

The familiar hammer quickly enlarged in the field of vision again.

boom!

As new holes appeared, the black residue in the middle shrank again and became lighter in color.

"Humph, a mere evil creature, yet you are so arrogant."

The lamb snorted disdainfully.

Evil creatures, also known as divine evil, are the so-called remnants of God. They specifically refer to those evil creatures that are distorted and born due to the residual pollution of higher-level beings.

The higher the status of the being, the more difficult it is for them to die completely. Even if they do die, they usually leave behind various residues.

Although compared with the original great power, this residue is at best a firefly under the bright moon, it still retains some of the power it had in its lifetime.

For example, this evil creature in front of us has at least obtained a little bit of the immortality of the "messenger of death" - the raven Muni, with black feathers, pecking at carrion, swallowing decay and residual souls, and a bird of death born from the corpse of the dead.

Because they possess abilities far superior to their current rank, evil creatures are extremely terrifying to most mages.

Its immortality alone is enough to allow it to dominate the third level, not to mention that this evil creature seems to have other abilities remaining.

The lamb looked back at the standing black stone pillar and saw the surging black tide, and couldn't help but frown.

……

Encore was able to see the scene most clearly because she was in the front row.

The collapse of the remains of the believers gave rise to a large number of black light spots, which flowed into the huge stone pillars like a tide.

Strange changes began to occur.

As the black tide rose and fell, just like the stories of "Ma Liang's Magic Brush" and "The Finishing Touch" in previous lives, the strange reliefs carved on the surface of the cylinders actually began to move slowly.

Crow-shaped monsters of various shapes seemed to have gained life and came alive, constantly peeling off from the cylinder.

They let out sharp cries, flapped their black wings, and soared into the sky in a black mass.

Most of the monsters flew directly towards the lamb, and only a few chose to rush towards Anko.

Apparently, the witch's cloak hadn't blinded them.

But Encore was not panicked at all.

Because as the "Shield of Viles" lit up, it was like a tide hitting the reef. Those crow-shaped monsters that came with great momentum rushed several times, but all returned empty-handed.

So they turned around and chose to follow the main group.

Anke wanted to keep some monsters, but the Mage's Hand couldn't kill them, and they would be resurrected after death. Although the Eye of Judgment could, it took a long time to stare, and they all ran away as soon as he killed two of them.

Only one black bird remained.

It did nothing but keep on calling:

"Shameless thief! Despicable thief!"

The hand of the mage.

With a "slap", the black bird was slapped and turned into a pool of ink on the stone pillar.

"Nonsense! You are so shameless! It's obvious that you stole, no, you stole my rice!"

Anko yelled indignantly.

She had worked so hard to kill those believers, but before she could even take two bites, they were snatched away by others. She was so angry that she almost fainted.

The ink stain twisted, and the black bird came back to life, screaming even more fiercely.

"Shameless thief! Shameless thief!"

Another slap in the face.

Resurrection again.

The blackbird has a new name.

"Weak bastard! Shameless thief! Lowly ant!"

Rolling his eyes, Anke ignored it.

She was too busy drawing the battle formation to kill the bird, and it just so happened that the monsters Wu Yiqi (eight) Linqi (six) (one) had all left.

The cylinder was so large and spiritual that she had to use high-level rituals and the outlines were very complicated.

I was busy for a while.

She endured the noise in her ears until the last line was connected, then she grabbed the blackbird and slammed it directly onto the pillar.

close the door.

Prepare to release... uh, God.

The black bird came back to life again, and its cry became even more arrogant.

"Weak bastard! I curse you, doom and death will eventually..."

Its words suddenly stopped, as if someone had strangled its throat.

For the first time, the madness in those bright red eyes disappeared, and was replaced by endless fear. As if recalling something terrible, they began to scream.

“No, stop, don’t!!!”

……

Seeing a large number of crow-like monsters flying over and not bothering the little fat pigeon, the lamb gave up the idea of ​​rushing over.

Ling Meng's wife, Ershan, Ling Sijiu VII, turned and stared at the evil creature.

It has resurrected itself.

"Usurper!"

The lamb did not answer. There was no point in communicating with evil creatures because they were twisted since birth.

She just drew her hand casually, and a silver spear appeared, pinning the evil creature down.

Another beat.

A green net appeared and was thrown out. It quickly grew larger in the wind, as if it had consciousness, and instantly trapped the crow-shaped monsters.

Give it a hammer.

There was a sound of earth shaking and all the monsters turned into black spots of light.

There is no resurrection, yet there is no extinction either.

Those black spots of light quickly flew towards the evil creature. The moment the two touched, the evil creature's magic power and aura instantly increased, and the color of its feathers became deeper.

"It's really tough. It's going to take even longer."

The lamb couldn't help but grumble.

She was not afraid of the thing in front of her at all. After all, when it came to being special, she was much better than the evil creature.

Although I haven't eaten any treasure that can restrain immortality and cannot easily defeat the opponent, I can still kill him after some effort.

"Immortality" is only immortality in the eyes of low-level people. In the eyes of people with means, it is just a little harder to kill.

Not to mention that this was just a tiny remnant of evil, even if it was the real Raven Mist, he would have fallen in the end.

He wasn't even a god. At best, he was comparable to Antica, a rather unique legend. His combat power might be comparable to that of a saint in the church, but he was nowhere near the villain... But that was understandable. After all, the villain had already stepped halfway into epic history, but because of her fear of Mammon, she never chose to cross over...

This evil creature poses no threat, so there's no need to rush. Although my magic power is restricted by my rank and has a locked upper limit, my endurance is almost unlimited, so I'll just fight it slowly.

The lamb thought about it and raised the small hammer to break the mountain.

boom!

The evil creature is resurrected from the dead.

"The evil thief who stole the witch's treasure deserves death!"

Give it another hammer.

"Frostwing's lackeys struggle in vain!"

Give again.

"Foolish mortal... No, no, Dark Sun of the Abyss, please let me, Samael, go!!!"

The lamb blinked.

She didn't know why the evil creature began to roar at the top of its lungs, its tone filled with extreme fear and despair.

Perhaps he was recalling the memory of the Raven Mist. After all, he fell into the hands of the Old Empire and became a tribute to the Dark Sun of the Abyss.

Thoughts flowed, but the movements of the hands did not stop.

Another hammer.

There was a new roar, and a huge hole appeared again.

But this time, the lamb was stunned.

"Huh? Not resurrecting? Dead already?"

She tilted her head, vaguely sensing something.

Look back.

He discovered that there was only a little fat pigeon quietly staying in the open space. The standing statue of the Crow God and the stone pillar had disappeared, and a huge magic circle remained on the ground.

A flash of golden light appeared.

The lamb appeared in the clearing, its emerald eyes widening:

"Wow, this is what the little fat pigeon just did? Awesome!"

"Well, it was just luck."

An Ke scratched his head and said, "Actually, I didn't expect it either. I just tried it and it worked."

This is the truth. She really didn't have much confidence. After all, it was the first time she held such a high-level ceremony.

This situation is also different from Hongyan Town.

First of all, the stone pillar is much larger than the angel statue, and the formation drawn on it is more complicated.

Secondly, the statues and gospels at that time were no longer controlled by anyone, but this black stone pillar clearly still carried the remaining will of the Crow God.

Finally, in terms of status, the priest is lower than the saint after all.

If she followed the normal process, for such a high-level ceremony, she would have to pay a high price in magic power, provide a sufficiently powerful medium, and pray for a long enough time.