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Chapter 161 The Surviving Witches (3K)_1

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Isloa has let her imagination run wild.

General Dead Bone is very straightforward, with his plan, once the rescue is completed, they all have more freedom to fight or retreat.

But if they have a chance to kill this strong enemy, they should seize the opportunity to do it once and for all. Dead men make the skeletons feel safest.

After all, this is the wilderness, General Dead Bone pondered for half a second and stopped considering his River of the Underworld’s killing move. He also criticized himself for being distracted and contemplating his abilities.

He glanced around, his gaze lingering on a few players in a far-off team, then turned and strode toward his own group.

He left behind several players, standing frozen in place, their bodies covered in cold sweat, looking as if they had just been dredged out of the water.

It took them nearly ten seconds to suddenly wake up, their backs bent and breathing heavily, their constricted pupils still filled with lingering palpitations.

We can’t stay in Trick City any longer!

In the middle of the squad,

Isloa glanced at General Dead Bone in the distance and then at Duo Lai at her side.

She had previously tried to gauge the power of Tianyuan’s number one, and Duo Lai’s answer was, “Just a tiny bit stronger than Benduo, just a tiny bit.”

At this moment, Isloa really wanted to ask earnestly, “You call this a tiny bit?”

Duo Lai: “Eh he-”

However, Isloa didn’t ask, nor did she continue to think about ‘how terrifying is General Dead Bone¹, ‘how did Lord cultivate such a general’. Instead, she focused and used her intuition to search, her heart pounding.

Trick City, somewhere.

At the end of a deep alley, down from a passage that could only accommodate two people side by side, is an underground space of about a hundred square meters.

Flickering candlelight provides a few strands of illumination to the pitch-black ominous area.

There’s a girl leaning against a corner, her face pale, her eyebrows tightly knitted, and her eyes tightly shut. Her exposed arm is covered in scales that look like snake skin.

Another girl has a scarred face and one abnormally swollen arm.

“Witch’s disease, it’s getting worse, Crow.”

A black crow flutters down to a pile of miscellaneous items, attempting to strike an elegant pose. Unfortunately, her feathers look as ragged as torn clothes, and her eyes reveal traces of exhaustion.

Next to her, is a gray-white haired wolf.

She looks like an ordinary grey wolf, with faded fur that is thick in some places and sparse in others, as if she’s a toy made haphazardly out of old newspapers.

In the world of gray wolves, she could only be considered a runt.

However, what comes from the mouth of the grey wolf is a crisp and sweet girl’s voice, yet it sounds weak.

“No more bringing Crow, alright.”

“This is one of the symptoms of the witch’s disease, Crow. What can I do, Crow.”

The black crow girl spreads her… wings.

Also present is a deer and a curled-up fox.

Like the two before them, the deer and the fox are also a pitiful sight due to the effects of the witch’s disease… or rather, the effects of the monster blood inside them.

In their era, girls who awakened their powers and flowed with the blood of monsters were called witches.

There’ s a reason why witches are feared and hated.

Firstly, there’s a long history of hatred between humans and monsters in the Eagle Kingdom; secondly, witches who have awakened their monster blood often exhibit certain physical characteristics- – scales like a snake, hands turning into claws, a fox’s tail sprouting out, and so on.

They usually only present a few of these features, but after Black Crow and her companions wandered into Trick City, they were afflicted by a strange curse.

The curse stimulated the monster blood in their bodies.

Black Crow and the other three girls were most affected, but their powers were also the strongest.

“What’s the situation outside, Crow?”

“It’s the same, there’s a ring of monsters surrounding us. They won’t come in, but…we can’t get out either. And if we stay here any longer, not to mention the witch’s disease, we’re running out of food and water.”

White Wolf can’t quite articulate why they’re still holding on.

Perhaps it’s just human nature to fear death.

She looks outside, through the narrow passage, seeing a crowd of black monsters clustered at the entrance of the alleyway.

They are trapped here.

Even if they could break out and surpass these monsters, how could they escape from the expansive Trick City?

The answer is, there’s nowhere to escape to.

There’s no sign of life.

Not to mention the many wounded.

“I’m tired, let’s end it all!”

“We might as well face off with these monsters.”

“Wait, the noise outside seems to be getting louder, Crow?”

“It might be the monsters fighting.”

White Wolf walks over to the steps weakly, looking up towards the noise.

Black Crow flutters over too, perching on White Wolf, and looks upwards at the same angle.

Outside the passage, the area is still packed with monsters.

But suddenly, as if attracted by something, the hordes of monsters began to rush towards the rear, screeching.

“Boom???? ”

A surge of flame engulfs the entire alley, perfectly confining its power within it. In just over ten seconds, it has incinerated these monsters, even several elite-level monsters.

This is the result of Duo Lai and Isloa cooperating to unleash fire.

Like a river of fire.

The orange flames illuminated the faces of the black crow and the white wolf, also casting a glimmer in their pupils.

The deer were stepping forward.

The sleeping fox opened its eyes.

They all saw a familiar figure emerge from the flames.

Isloa was also gazing at her companions from ‘hundreds of years ago’. At this moment, she seemed to be standing in the midst of intertwined time, her eyes damp, murmuring softly.

“Finally, I found you.”

Outside the corridor, General Dead Bone stood leaning on his sword, with the skeleton generals clearing up the approaching monsters.

Duo Lai really wanted to join the fun, but the Lord summoned him to clean up the monsters outside together and pick up the shiny soul sand, which swiftly cast his confusion and worries away.

“Not bad, overall no accidents.”

Even though many players appeared in Trick City, and they even encountered a fugitive like the Ghost, as long as they found the mission’s target and no one got into an accident, it wasn’t considered unexpected.

Mu Yuan was contemplating while watching the silhouettes in the basement.

He counted; including the black crow, white wolf, deer, and fox he had glimpsed before, there were 13 witches left. However, most of them were in terrible states, having difficulty walking. If they hadn’t fortuitously discovered this basement free from monster disturbance, they wouldn’t have managed to hold on.

Even so, judging by their current situations, they couldn’t hold on much longer.

“Lucky we got here in time, a few more days and it might have been…”

In the basement, Isloa took out a variety of prepared recovery potions and precious items like vitality spring water for everyone to drink.

Although there was no immediate miraculous effect and it didn’t cure the witches’ illness, it at least made everyone feel a little better.

She looked at everyone with a lot to say and ask, but Isloa knew this wasn’t the time for reminiscing.

“Follow me, I’ll take you out of here.”

“Mmmhmm.”

However, the underground space was not spacious, and rashly using a tool to tear open the space was risky.

Dead Bone, Duo Lai, and many elite soldiers were still outside.

She kept in contact with the Lord while instructing and ordering the witches.

“Wait wait wait, since we are leaving, do not forget this crow.”

The black crow flew to a spot not far away, where a black coffin was located in an area where it was hard for the candlelight to reach.

The black crow girl clung to the coffin with both claws, and then dropped many black feathers, wrapping the coffin and flew up with it.

Seeing Isloa’s puzzled look, she said:

“It’s a treasure crow.”

“Treasure?”

” I may not know its specific function, but it’s definitely a treasure crow. We’re going to serve the Lord, aren’t we? It’s only appropriate to bring gifts.”

The witches were, after all, professional level at their weakest, so even with heavy injuries and severe illness, they wouldn’t have problems walking a few steps with others’ help.

Soon, they came out of the underground space in twos and threes while outside, Dead Bone had already ordered the skeleton generals and resentful spirits to form a protective ring.

“Ding!”

“Prompt: Your hero ‘Isloa’ has subdued ‘witches *13′, do you accept their loyalty?”

“They actually exist as a troop type?”

“Maybe it’s due to the witch’s lineage. In this era, it’s a rank, a profession.

There’s not much of a difference from the civilians who have changed their jobs in other territories, in fact, being a troop is even more convenient.”

The recruitment went without any hitches.

Next, if they could figure out what the witches’ diseases were, it would be time for a construction boom.

Mr. Mu thought.

But all of a sudden, either to him, or to the Camera Falcons, the ground in the distance started to tremble, and a series of rumbling noises could be heard.

A black cloud was vaguely visible in the city’s centre.

No, not a cloud, but endless monsters emerging from the black cloud. They were spilling out at a tremendous speed, like a wave of black.

There were players clinging to griffins, grasping the reins tightly. The griffins were also flapping their wings hard, trying to fly away as fast as they could. However, their speed was actually slower than the wave of monsters. In no time, flying creatures caught up with them, tore them apart and devoured them, and they died after a single scream.

“What’s happening?”

Mu Yuan had no idea.

Dead Bone General looked at Isloa, who quickly used a tool.

The crescent-shaped tool shattered completely, an unfathomable force tore the space, forming a gate more than twenty meters in diameter and not evenly flat, stretching across the cracked patchy ground.

The witches quickly stepped in, followed by the skeleton generals and resentful spirits.

In a few short seconds, everyone passed through the Space Gate.

But,

Dead Bone stepped halfway through the gate, when it suddenly stopped. It looked around and the edges of the Space Gate, looking like saw marks, were indeed closing slowly. However, it was… much slower than before.

It seemed that some special factors in Trick City were interfering with the closing of the space.

This was not a big deal, normally.

At most, the Space Gate would disappear completely in a few dozen or a hundred seconds.

However,

They were deep within Trick City, and at the end of their vision, a black tide was already rolling in. In the center of the black tide, further away, was an enormous black shadow, indiscernible in detail, using the black tide as its vessel, guiding it forward.