Bang!

With a simple and crisp sound, a pack deer fell to the ground and let out a mournful roar.

Behind it, its companion with two bodies burning on fire was already dead, and one was still struggling.

Bang!

A flame gun kills the struggling pack deer, turning it into a corpse pierced by flames.

After Jiang Han was educated, he didn't dare to try spells that were cool when he heard the name of the monarch, such as 'nuclear winter that was unintentionally rendered', and instead used simple and crude spells with the attributes of 'Flame Gun' and 'Sonic Boom' to fight.

The former has sufficient penetration, amazing lethality, and a small range of destruction.

The latter was specifically used by her to get used to the sonic boom.

Sonic boom spells tend to have a 0.05 to 0.10 delay, making it easy to hit air.

Just now, because of the air, I almost let a deer run away.

Fortunately, she made up the 'gun'...... Jiang Han turned his head to look at Prissia who was always smiling, holding a wooden rifle with a trident inscription in her hand, and her movements were standard and graceful.

"You're good at hunting, Miss Priscia." Jiang Han looked at the corpse deer that was screaming on the ground.

She hadn't felt the power of the spell just now, not even the sound of a gunshot.

The shot rang out only after the bullet hit the deer.

Priscia gracefully pulled down the gothic veiled headband on her head, and her ghost fur-dog floated out and lay on the deer.

The deer's screams faded away, the skin began to wrinkle, and the flesh seemed to be sucked away, turning into a withered and pale body.

The fat ghost fur dog floated back and melted into Priscia's body.

A glimmer of blood infused her pale face, and ghostly fur dogs that had returned to their normal size detached from her body and floated around her.

"I'm sorry, miss, I was a little hungry just now." Priscia said with a soft smile.

Flesh and blood? Devouring souls? It's no wonder that even European witches think that ghost witches are some kind of 'subspecies witches', and the division between witches is generally 'orthodox witches' and 'xenowitches', at most honorary witches, and subspecies witches mean that they are not a little like 'people'...... Jiang Han smiled sweetly and nodded slightly:

"It's okay, your prey you decide what they're used for, that's fine."

She holds the scepter of the monarch:

"But I want you to say it in advance."

Priscia covered her mouth and glanced at the monarch's scepter, and for a moment, smiled even more:

"I see, miss."

She spoke two words in the language of ghosts to the four ghost dragons that followed them, one of which was larger and fatter:

"Boom, boom!"

Together with its three companions, they took off the ghost dragon's tail and horns and placed them on the dead giant deer.

The deer awoke, but stiff as a machine, and walked slowly towards the way they came.

"It's so convenient...... Jiang Han sighed unconsciously, with these ghost minions, it is too convenient to move the prey back, and most of them have been systematically trained, holding the 'ghost gyroscope', they can record the valuable plants around them and bring the information to the master.

By the way, Lin Yan and Qin Shunying also took a stitching monster witch to form an adventure team to explore separately.

The magic of the Stitching Monster Witch is about 5000 to 6000 levels, but she has a lot of combat experience.

And with the usual meaning of the 'immortal system', even if Jiang Han, who is holding the monarch's scepter and can release near-legendary spells, there is no way to kill them quickly.

The characteristics of these witches are probably monsters that can survive in the center of the nuclear explosion.

The Ghost Witch is similar, except that the Ghost Witch is a little more thorough:

'It's hard to die, and you can be resurrected after death, and you can be resurrected from the ashes of your heart if you kill it again.' ’

Moreover, they also have special skills......

Jiang Han turned his head sideways and looked at Priscia.

The ghost witch hid the rifle in her body, reached into her lower abdomen with both hands, and casually took out a reddish fleshy bag, from which she poured out a large number of wooden floors and stone bricks, as well as some other building materials.

After she finished pouring the materials, the Ghost Dragons floated over and used their magic to lift the bricks and build a half-open log cabin with a fireplace on the ground, which was also a signpost that connected to the castle camp and teleported more ghost minions.

Priscia seemed satisfied, the smile on her face growing more kind, and she silently stuffed the red fleshy bag into her lower abdomen.

She turned her head and found that Jiang Han was staring at her with burning eyes, so she asked with a smile:

"Miss, are you curious?"

She was a little surprised when she said this, and showed a look of surprise:

"May I ask?"

Priscia covered her mouth and said with a smile:

"Of course, this is my stomach bag when I was alive, and it can store about 1,200 cubic meters of items."

"Before death, stomach bag, 1200 cubic meters ......" these three words were a little scary, and Jiang Han was a little frightened.

The witch's fear of ghosts can be said to have been around since ancient times.

Jiang Han had understood a long time ago that in ancient times, the monsters of witch hunters, superpowers, and alchemists who dared to hunt the witch's predecessor had nightmares, ghosts, and so on, so it is likely that the fear of these monsters was hidden in the witch's genes.

Anjie is also afraid of ghosts!

This is true, when Jiang Han and her watched a horror movie, An Jie shrunk in the sofa, scared, wanted to watch it, and coaxed.

Jiang Han himself is afraid!

"So, ...... are you" Jiang Han wanted to ask, 'Is the other party really dead', but with a good education and an excellent tutor, she didn't know whether she should ask directly.

It's a bit impolite.

And it seems to be a bit of a pain point.

She decided to resist her curiosity and go back to the Kraken Library, or Anjie's Library, to find the answers, which would satisfy her curiosity and ensure decent and equal interaction.

After pursing her lips, she smiled, and looked sideways at the built Gothic semi-open cottage, which was unexpectedly good-looking, and a little warm and semi-open architectural concept, which easily made the building look warm and warm.

"Priscia, would you like a cup of coffee together?"

She decided to play the 'Coffee Deck' to cover up the awkward conversation.

It's one thing to satisfy curiosity, but you must not hurt others by satisfying curiosity.

"Yes miss, I make coffee very well." Priscia smiled and nodded, walked into the cabin with a parasol in hand, took out a beautiful little suitcase from her body, and opened it to take out a complete set of coffee-making utensils.

She floated neatly in front of the table, took out the ghost kettle and began to brew.

It is a kind of kettle with molten slurry, but it is harmless and only boils water, and the market price is about 30 yuan a piece, which is not cheap, but it is not expensive.

Jiang Han admired Prissia movements, and had to say that after the cooking skills and tea skills were good to a certain extent, their skills could be biased towards the nature of the performance and show them to others.

After brewing a pot of fragrant coffee, Priscia asked:

"To sugar, or not to sugar?"

"I tend to be unsweetened." Jiang Han is very receptive to desserts, but does not like sweetened coffee.

Prisia poured her coffee with a smile and handed it to Jiang Han:

"Bitter, fragrant, like a person's life."

"It's been so bitter all your life, and the fragrance can't suppress the sadness, you're very pessimistic." Jiang Han started the topic from then on, picked up the coffee and took a sip, only to feel a fragrant taste gushing out, a little bitter later, a strong fragrance breathed between the nasal cavities, and finally the warm current flowed into the stomach, sweet again, sweet again.

"Pessimistic about you, my miss, I know it's bitter, so I chose sweetening." Priscia took a sip with a grunt, her smile still the same, slightly aftertasted, "Miss, you wanted to ask me if I was really a dead witch, right?" ”

Poked out.

… Jiang Han tilted his head slightly, and said with a slight embarrassment:

"Is it that obvious?"

"Curiosity is like a good story, unconsciously popping up from a large article." Prisia looked at her nails, raised her head, and smiled, "Ghost is a spirit with anger, resentment, and obsession, unwilling to dissipate after death, and wanders in the world. ”

"Witchification is a kind of cancer, and even ghosts can be infected with cancer, so you can think of ghost witches as a kind of ghost with cancer."

Her tone was wandering, as if reciting a poem:

"Our purpose in the world is evil and bloody, but after becoming a witch, whether you want to or not, you must join this family and become a part of her. No matter how much you resent the ghost witch who was disturbed, there will be a little joy in your heart, after all, she has been relived and experienced the beauty of the world as a witch. ”

Relive the ...... Experience a beautiful ...... Jiang Han smiled a little weakly:

"Wonderful? Say? ”

"Let's say you and I are sitting here drinking coffee and telling the story of my life." Priscia's smile was warm.

Since the other party expressed an attitude of not caring, it would be too hypocritical to deliberately avoid it, Jiang Han expressed his curiosity and asked:

"Did you know Denisha when you were alive?"

Dressed similarly, using a rifle as a xenomorph staff, wearing a lace parasol, and being of the same race.

"I don't know my words, but I spent my whole life in a city called Rhodeland."

She paused, smiled, and said:

"Denisha is a 'pure-blood', she has never lived, she is a hybrid of a ghost witch and an angel witch. My relationship with her is only one level, we studied at the same ghost witch school. ”

The Ghost Witch is a bit like the Dragon Witch and the Sea Monster Witch, both races that are somewhat semi-autonomous and have their own education systems.

Jiang Han is not too strange:

"Ghost Witch School, I heard you guys are rare?"

Priscia smiled:

"Well, it's very rare, so there are only 5 students in the whole school, and there are only about 10 to 20 newborns in the whole ghost witch world every year, oh, if you want to be a ghost witch, I'm very welcome, I can give you half of my ghost treasure chest, if you don't dislike it, we can also mix the heart ashes, regardless of each other."

"Ha, haha...... Excuse me, I haven't prepared for that yet. ”

Jiang Han declined the other party's invitation.