Chapter 7: The Witch's Cut
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Witches are all good-looking, seventeen or eighteen-year-old youthful vitality, thirty or forty-year-old have a special charm, and old witches also have vicissitudes of life, but unfortunately they all have gloomy faces.
Li Ping glanced at it, but didn't see the grave keeper and the forest ranger, so he didn't pay attention to it.
It's just something that can't be put on the table, and to put it bluntly, it's all scheming.
Their tactics are vicious and vicious, but they can only deal with smart people who love to be cheap, and occasionally they can harm a few fools, and they are ineffective against innocent children.
The first is an old witch with a young face, gray hair, and a staff disguised as a cane.
The old witch had a kind face, and you could see that everyone respected her from the bottom of their hearts.
Li Pingzheng was proud, and when he saw her, he couldn't help but whisper: "Ninth-level witch, white witch? β
It's good that there is a witch group in Squirrel Village, but the most evil witch is only level eight, why did a level nine witch suddenly appear?
The White Witch wears a brown linen robe with light-colored trousers underneath it, and straw sandals woven of bird feathers and rattan grass on her feet.
Li Ping is not afraid of white witches, because white witches cannot use any witchcraft that directly harms people, and they generally only master medicine and divination.
But the White Witch is very deceptive and good at taking advantage of the situation and trapping, and Li Ping is reluctant to deal with them.
The White Witch stood still in front of Liping, and the rest of the witches and snitches hula spread out and stood on either side of her.
What do you mean, don't do it? Li Ping was confused and couldn't figure out the witch's motives.
"Outlander, you are provoking the descendants of the King of Lille." The White Witch said angrily with a straight face.
Interesting, what are they planning?
"The king of Lille was a cattle herdman, and he was a man of righteousness, and he hated deceit. The descendants of the King of Lille are all great swordsmen and read the Book of Lille. What are you? Li Ping put the wooden grab on his shoulder, tilted his head and mocked.
The White Witch snorted coldly, flicked her sleeves vigorously, and said, "Stranger, you don't know anything!" β
Li Ping pursed his lips, "You are very scheming, but unfortunately there are no grave keepers and forest rangers...... You're a piece of. I don't listen to whatever you say, I just punch it. So, you still don't say it. β
"You're ......! Daring! The white witch's figure instantly rose a few centimeters, and then slowly recovered.
"You're not welcome here, Root of Calamity!" The White Witch said solemnly.
"Yes, we won't allow you to wander around here!" Witches and snitches also said.
"Haha, thieves, murderers, witches, and witches have also started to make cameo appearances as judges?"
It's not bad to leave, but the magic vine rope hasn't been obtained yet, and Queen Perkin hasn't curry favor yet.
If you leave directly, won't the hardships you have endured these days be in vain?
NaΓ―ve players have a strong spirit of death, and Li Ping was originally not interested in the black cat's mission, but now he suddenly has it.
The White Church in the village, as well as the guy pretending to be the God of Light, Li Ping wants to get in touch with it.
Li Ping thought about it a little and decided to leave a wedge, "I'm living well here, I'm not leaving." β
"You can go anywhere, a strong man like you, it's a shame to stay in the middle of nowhere." The White Witch said half-sarcastically, half-seriously.
"Without the support of fiefdoms, going to a big city is looking for death. I'm not going to go. β
"You killed our people, and you still want to stay with us, you are really shameless." The White Witch is a typical scheming NPC who shows righteous indignation.
"You were the first to draw your sword, but I followed the teachings of the King of Lille and waited until the blade was added before launching a counterattack!" Li Ping whistled at the White Witch and said, "It is written on the tombstone of the King of Lille that those who adhere to his teachings can live in his territory. β
The White Witch was about to speak, but Li Ping quickly interrupted her: "You have to face reality! β
"You," Li Ping pointed at them, "not grave keepers, not forest rangers. You are witches and thieves. You can't represent the king of Lille! β
"Secondly, the size of the fist is the premise of all the rules and regulations! I've killed a lot of you, and you can raise your fists. β
"If you are not strong enough and do not dare to sacrifice your life, why don't you hurry up and send gifts and beg for forgiveness while the strong are not yet angry? You see, I deliberately left this overcoat as a room for manoeuvre. β
Lipin pointed to Kidd on the ground.
The witch and snitch were in a commotion, and in the face of the humiliation, they were angry and walked slowly forward with red eyes.
"Stop!" The White Witch roared in a low voice.
The witch and the snitch stopped.
The White Witch stepped forward, walked up to Li Ping, and stood face to face with Li Ping.
She looked directly into Li Ping's eyes, "What do you want?" β
"I'm a naΓ―ve person, I don't have any ideas, I just face reality." I advise you to face reality as well.
"Say!" The White Witch relaxed slightly, and a flash of disdain flashed in her eyes.
"The reality is, I live in a mess of rocks, and you're coming for my trouble." Li Ping grinned and said, "I think it's because we are too strangers to each other. β
"Hmm."
"I think there is no better way to be peaceful than to turn an enemy into a friend. Let's get married, shall we? β
"Impossible! You have to get out of here! β
"Let the girl come and talk to me and convince me." Li Ping swept over all the witches in turn, shook his head and said, "I want a real girl, and I can be your mercenary." β
You give the girl, allow me to live here. If you are in trouble, I can answer your call to war.
This is typical in history, the best mode of symbiosis between large and small peoples.
"Why should I trust you?" The White Witch pondered and said solemnly.
"Ah, I am a naΓ―ve man, and I believe in the great god of mathematics. I am not the same as you. β
The White Witch thought for a moment, "Yes, but you're only allowed to live in a rubble. If you need food, you can head south from the rocky pile into the swampy forests of Shannan. β
"He's yours, and you'll have to do business with me and sell me salt." Lipin reached out and hooked Kidd and kicked him over.
Out of danger, Kidd struggled to his feet and looked at Liping with resentment.
The White Witch suddenly reached out and slashed Kidd in the neck!
The dim veins and blood were flowing outward, and the bright red arterial blood was sprayed high next to his cheeks at once!
Kidd's eyes bulged and he clutched his neck with his hands.
The White Witch reached out and put her hands on his shoulders, pushing him to his knees.
The witches were silent, and the snitch immediately lowered her head after a slight commotion.
The White Witch's clothes were splattered with blood, and a bright red streak of blood was sprinkled on her face.
She just held a weird short knife in one hand and Kidd in the other, looking at Li Ping with a blank face.
"Well, yes, it's like killing a chicken." Li Ping nodded, and walked past the White Witch with a wooden gun.
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Seeing Li Ping leave, the White Witch's momentum suddenly disappeared, and the confrontation consumed too much of her spirit.
"Grandmother." Two blonde witches of seventeen or eighteen years old, with brooms in their hands, stepped forward to ask for instructions.
"Restrain them, bring Kidd with you, and go to the Divine Court." The White Witch waved her hand and commanded.
Both the witch and the snitch were secretly relieved, but it was okay.
Quickly reining in the dead and bringing in the dog to lick the blood off the road, the witch and snitch followed behind the white witch and returned to Squirrel Village.
Squirrel Village was bleak, and most of the village was devoid of human activity, only the south side of the village was a little angry.
In many places, there are still dark red blood stains on the ground, buildings are damaged, and there are even many arrow marks, and it seems that there have been tragic conflicts here.
When they came to the south side of the village, the witches and snitches dispersed, and they all went to their houses, closed the doors, and made no noise.
The White Witch arrives at the Whitechapel with the bodies of several witches and Kidd.
"Stand down." The White Witch commanded.
Several witches bowed their heads and retreated.
The White Witch paused, hooked Kidd's body with her foot, reached out and grabbed his ankle, dragging him into the White Cathedral.
Placing Kidd on the ground, the White Witch turned and closed the door to the cathedral, dragging Kidd forward again.
The fragrance of the cathedral is ethereal, there are many lampstands on the walls, and white candles the thickness of arms burn on them.
The candles burn and emit white smoke that drifts upwards and converges on the ceiling of the cathedral.
There was a huge bronze shelf on the zenith, on which the smoke condensed into a pillar of smoke and fell down on the Holy Altar.
The Holy Altar was shrouded in white smoke, and it was impossible to see what was inside.
A black-haired man, dressed in a white robe, wearing a crown of pure gold, and holding a staff of pure gold, stood in front of the altar with his back to the door.
"Lord God-King, everything is under your control. The ...... My lord, he rejected your kindness. The White Witch knelt down and laid Kidd's body face down on the ground, prostrate herself on the ground.
The man, who was called the King of the Gods, was silent for a long time, and then he raised the staff of pure gold and stretched it into the pillar of smoke.
The smoke was absorbed by the Adamantite Scepter, and the smoke on the Holy Altar thinned out, revealing the bodies of three strange animals.
The smoke on the fine gold scepter was hazy, and the man turned around, revealing his true face, he, he looked exactly like Li Ping!
The only difference is that Li Ping is very earthy, and he has an excellent temperament!
The man slowly walked over to Kidd's side, his gaze lingering on Kidd's face for a moment, then down to Kidd's throat.
He stretched out his staff of adamantite gold and pointed it at Kidd, and the smoke immediately enveloped Kidd.
The opal on Kidd's index finger flashed with a green light, and then the gem shattered, and a green light came out of the opal, merging with the smoke.
The green smoke drifted into the wound in Kidd's throat, and Kidd's throat immediately recovered!
Then, Kidd came alive again!
"Lord God-King, the servants are incompetent!" Kidd trembled violently, and when he woke up, he immediately fell to the ground.
The young black-haired man was silent, and the atmosphere in the cathedral was dull and oppressive.
Until the Holy Altar, there were three strange roars and laughter!
"Go down, my evil incarnation, which you are not capable of dealing with." The black-haired man smiled.
"Remember that respecting humanity and listening to their prayers is the true God. Other than that, everything is an evil god. β
The black-haired man spread his hands, "I am the dawn of peace, I am the sage form of the god of light!" I am the only true God in this world, and this world loves me, and I love this world! All but me are demons! β
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Witch's Cut (Execution Dagger)
Quality: Legendary Item (Dark Gold)
Requirements: Dexterity 60+, Level 5.
One-handed damage: 7-7
Attack Speed: Very slow
Weapon Effects: +3 Shock Skill, +1 Fear Level.
NOTE: Wielder, Majesty (or Brutality) reputation +1.