Unkempt and dirty hair, black and sharp claws, and terrible fangs that are mutilated but unusually sharp are the most typical characteristics of the ghost woman. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

On land, they may not be as capable of fighting as ghouls, but in the Silt Swamp, their combat power will be directly doubled, to the point where they can compete with the swamp crocodile. And among those old ghost woman groups, there may even be individual ghost woman leaders who have mastered the power of the elements. And these guys have a high level of intelligence that is in no way inferior to that of wizard apprentices.

Perhaps it should be said that if those human wizards were willing to give these ghost women leaders a proper position, it was not impossible to give birth to one or two ghost witch wizards.

It's a pity that in this wizarding world where human wizards dominate, the evolution and development of the rest of the aliens have been greatly hit and suppressed. Therefore, no matter how clever and wise the ghost woman is, in front of the high wizards, she is just an experimental object and precious material that can be slaughtered wantonly.

Today, the tranquility of the Ghost Woman's swamp living quarters was shattered by two outsiders.

A man and a woman, one after the other, broke into the swamp area.

The man in front was obviously the wizard apprentice in the swamp tower, except for a striking apprentice robe, the spell fluctuations of the tower members' witchcraft talisman were clearly recognizable. This hateful fellow, who usually exists as a sorcerer's minion, has also become an unlucky guy who is being hunted down today, relying on the support of the wind elemental, treading water in the mud swamp with one foot deep and one foot shallow, shouting and screaming unscrupulously as he runs.

"Simba, you poor creature who dares to hide in the mud...... Hurry up and get me out...... Simba...... You're a slug...... Ooze Monster ......"

It can be said that the entire silt swamp has been stirred into a pot of porridge by this nasty creature who is scurrying around with his pursuers.

Ordinary ghost women don't have such a good eyesight. As soon as he sensed the approach of the breath of the living, he couldn't help breaking free from the mud, leaning out most of his body on the foul and muddy water, trying to grab Grim's sweeping body and pull him into the mud.

Therefore, behind Grim's treading water, the arms that rose from the ground like a bush were constantly waving. One by one, the ghost women were lured up from the bottom of the pool by him, staggering after him.

But that's not what Grim is targeting. No matter how many stupid and low-level guys pull out, it is impossible to threaten the terrifying Lori behind them. In the entire muddy swamp, the only one that can make Alice a little jealous is probably the only one...... Simba!

Alice, with her natural instinct, floated in mid-air twenty meters above the ground, and the anger on her face grew stronger as she watched the muddy waves and stinky water splashing beneath her.

"Listen to that kid down there...... Don't run around...... As long as you obediently take me to that swamp tower, I promise I won't hurt a single hair of you!"

Grim's head wouldn't have replied loudly.

"yes! You're not going to hurt a single hair of my hair. You're just trying to tear me off...... Don't show this kind of child-level deception...... You've got a book to catch me beforehand!"

After that, he pulled his neck and screamed "Simba Simba".

"You're looking for death...... Bastard boy, don't tell me to catch you...... If you fall into my hands......"

"What about you, me? steamed, braised it, or wash it, wash it, wash it, eat it directly? Anyway, you female demons are all monsters...... Yesterday, I was softly by Mary's female demon, and today I was chased and killed by you, a little Lori who doesn't grow big, Lao Tzu is really ......."

Before Grim could finish his words, he felt his feet tighten, and a long rattan whip wrapped up from the pool tied his legs, so that he could not hold on to the wind elemental and plunged headlong into the foul water.

As Grim struggled desperately in the stinky pool, a hulking ghost woman rode an even larger, weird crocodile-like creature from the middle of the pool.

Dirty and messy long hair, horrible black and shiny claws with sharp nails, ragged rags, white and tough skin like cowhide, and a terrifying body that is thin and withered...... The leader of the ghost woman who suddenly appeared carried a simple long whip woven of rattan in his hand, and straddled the body of the terrifying monster like a fierce god, which added to its strong momentum.

"Simba Simba...... Are you out...... Hurry up and get me away!From now on, I'm your man......" Grim, who was barely struggling to float in the stinking and turbid sewage, immediately pounced on the other party with a face full of joy when he saw this hideous and terrifying ghost woman leader, as if he had seen an acquaintance.

This human kid who often comes to kidnap his own people is doing this, which is obviously very unexpected by the leader of the ghost woman. Enraged, the leader of Simba, who had planned to rush out to expel the wizard's apprentice, was stunned on the spot. The identities of these apprentices may not be clear to ordinary ghost women, but it, the leader of the ghost women, knows everything clearly.

Since the tower was erected in the middle of the swamp, it was no longer the domain of the swamp natives, but a resource for human wizards. Their natives have also changed from swamp owners to shamans' watchdogs, driving away uninvited guests who intrude unexpectedly.

Although they are very dissatisfied with such status, they are well aware of the horror of human wizards, so they can only silently endure the fact that their territory is often haunted by human wizard apprentices. Even if the occasional wizard apprentice snatched one or two ghost women for experiments, it could only turn a blind eye and endure it.

But today, this hateful apprentice wizard was so rude that he went straight to the very heart of the swamp where the ghost woman lived, and this did not make it extremely angry.

Looking at the human boy with fine skin and tender flesh who pounced on his side, Simba, the leader of the ghost woman, could no longer suppress his hatred for living creatures and his desire for flesh and blood, and stretched out his black and sharp ghost claws to take out this guy's heart and beat his teeth first.

But just as it was about to make a move, Simba suddenly sensed a terrifying killing intent that was extremely strong, and couldn't help but raise his dirty head, and his slightly reddened cloudy eyes stared at Alice who flew in the air.

Somehow, seeing this little human girl who didn't have a few taels of flesh on her body, Simba couldn't help but drool. A strong desire from the bottom of its heart made it always want to pour this little human girl into its arms, gently pierce her delicate and white skin with its sharp fangs, and let the warm and fragrant sweet blood warm its cold body again.

Especially the other party's petite body contains that luscious soul breath, which makes it deeply intoxicated.

The human wizard didn't dare to provoke, but when a wizard apprentice with such a powerful soul aura was placed in front of it, its heart immediately became entangled.

A wizard apprentice, a little wizard apprentice, steals one by himself, presumably the human wizard will not turn his face for this, right? If the other party is really angry, then he can also use those waste hands on the periphery to prevaricate. As long as you can eat such a delicious one apprentice, five ...... No, ten, twenty of his subordinates are willing to pay themselves.

Compared to Alice, who is floating in the air, Grim, who is already in control, pours hard cheese next to the cream cake, which no longer arouses Simba's interest.

Simba raised his right hand and slapped the monitor lizard on the back beneath him. The swamp beast it tamed opened its bloody mouth and roared, shooting a gray ray from its earthy yellow eyes, striking Grim.

Petrified Ray!

This is the natural skill of a swamp beast like a monitor lizard, and the petrification rays that shoot at close range are enough to turn a mortal into a pitiful stone statue that does not move forever. As a wizard apprentice, although Grim also has some elemental resistance, he will inevitably be petrified in the face of the magic mount of the ghost woman leader.

Sensing the gradual numbness of his body, Grim quickly stuffed a potion vial into his mouth, and waved his hand at Alice, who had just flown above his head, with the last of his strength. Then the whole body was completely infected with a terrible gray, and slowly sank into the mire like a stiff stone man.

The four ghost women plunged into the murky water, dragging the loot to the door and heading straight for the lair at the bottom of the quagmire.

With her body in the air and her delicate and gorgeous princess dress fluttering, Alice watched as the hateful boy waved at her and disappeared into the muddy water, but she was helpless. Her spatial ability is indeed powerful, but only when her mental power locks on to a specific space can she exert the terrifying lethality of the telepathy. Now that bastard had disappeared into the muddy water, making it impossible for her to lock on.

The thought that if she wanted to catch that bastard, she would have to risk her dress being defiled and delved into the filthy and foul-smelling swamp, a nameless anger burned to the ends of Alice's heart.

This bastard, who would rather fall into the hands of a monster than be caught by himself, must have prepared a way out for himself in advance. No, he must not be let go easily...... Be sure to catch him and find out from his soul how he sensed the power of his space!

With a full of anger, Alice grabbed her right hand and pulled it into the chest of the mighty ghost woman leader. Under the incredulous gaze of the other party, Alice had a withered and shriveled foul-smelling heart in her hand out of thin air.

The white and tender little hands closed lightly, and the rotten heart, which had long lost half of the smell of flesh and blood, exploded into a cloud of powder, and the fishy purple and black viscous blood slowly flowed down the fingers. And Alice's expressionless Sen Leng stared at the leader of the ghost woman who was in the way, and said softly with a threat.

"Hand over that apprentice boy to me, or ......" Alice paused, "It's your brain that will be crushed next time!"