The snake branches are like devil's claws, rubbing forked shadows on the ground, cutting the illuminated moonlight into countless segments.

The fat mare walked slowly forward, and Morel howled incessantly, intimidating the branches, the grass, the black cat and the crow, and even a large purple flower full of teeth.

The thick foliage spread out, the withered bone grass with its three-pronged branches lowered its head, and in the distance there was a bubbling sound in the black mire, as if the witch's magic furnace was boiling.

A few bats flew overhead, and through the faint moonlight Lao Li saw a patch of red white, and a faint sweet fragrance drifted along the wing wind instigated by the bats.

The taste of cheese and sugar mixed together, as well as the strong chocolate flavor, made Lao Li's face feel a lot more relieved.

It's a hut!

Cheesecakes are stuck on the turquoise wooden poles like sugar gourds, swaying gently in the breeze, and a few cherries are as beautiful as the eyes of a bride.

"Don't touch those cakes!", Morel was nervous, "Be careful he'll eat yours!",

Sure enough, a big mouth with interlaced teeth appeared in the center of the cake, and it almost bit off Lao Li's fingers.

In the middle of the cake house, there was a dilapidated wooden door, and the Soul Eater Banshee gently floated over and slowly pushed open the door.

The room was dark, there was no pungent smell of potions, and even the smell of sweet cakes was blocked by the thin walls.

A dilapidated door and window creaked, the table in the distance was clean and looked like it had just been scrubbed, and a small canvas cot swayed gently.

The wind chimes on the cot jingle like a cheerful nursery rhyme.

If it hadn't appeared in the Black Forest, Lao Li would definitely have thought it was a cake house in a playground.

"Don't touch everything here!", the banshee Morel reminded everyone, including the fat mare who followed, "this is the witch's baby, children will be inexplicably attracted to these things, and never want to go out!"

The silence in the room was terrible, as if the witch had just left, and the house was filled with a strange smell, and it was groggy.

"You've been here!", Lao Li looked at the anxious Morel on the side, she seemed to be very scared.

"That's where we Soul Eater escaped!", stepped forward and gently touched the harp, the calm harp suddenly screamed, and Zheng Zheng played a few notes and jumped into the distance with the elasticity of the strings.

Morel crawled under the cot and found a brass key, similar to the one in Stormwind, "The witch is in her castle." ”

But there's no door here.

Li Zhen trembled and touched the key, no different from the ordinary one, but at the moment of touching the key, he seemed to feel a trace of thin energy.

After becoming a soul sacrifice, he was able to see the faint power of the soul!

When he came to the place where the harp had just been standing, the key was inserted forward, and in an instant a bronze door appeared in front of everyone.

The two golden eyeballs on the gate kept blinking, like naughty children.

The gate slowly opened, and a peach-colored air stream rushed in, and in the smoke there was a small boat.

The boat is not big, everyone is crammed into it, and the space is more than wrong.

Descending, constantly descending, slowly landing on the ground.

Green Meadows!

The sky was blue and blue, as if it were a pasture, and in the center of the pasture was an obsidian castle, and at the gate stood two guards with spears, and the whole gate was completely open.

It's quiet!

This derivative space is eerily quiet, different from the terrifying silence of the Black Forest.

There was no wind, no birdsong, no rustling of bugs, and no snake-like branches.

It was as if it was completely still.

"Is that the Witch's Castle?" asked Francis.

Morel shook her head, "I've never been there, and the witch never allowed us to set foot in her private territory!"

"Has anyone come in before?", Li Zhenshuo asked.

"Many, some people will be inexplicably attracted to them, including the creatures of the Black Forest!", Morel seemed to think of something, "By the way, only one human can get out of the witch's hut alive!"

"Human?", Li Zhenshu's tanning stick was about to explode, the toxin of the mandala incense kiss was spreading rapidly, and if he couldn't find the witch, he had to take a pill.

The grass is not only small in the meadow, but also a variety of exotic flowers interspersed in the middle of the meadow.

Serpentine petals, poisonous dragon eyes, black widow hair!

Li Zhenshu was able to identify several poisonous weeds, most of which he couldn't name.

There are many sculptures on the meadows, including farmers lying downward, minotaurs working hard, and coolies combing the waterways.

More animal sculptures!

A few voles weave through the grass, bucktooth hare stands up and looks into the distance, and several Wolf are being led by a human as if on patrol.

It's so realistic!

The witch's carving skills are definitely not ordinary!

The gates of the castle were open, and the spear guards were powerful and strong, and the muscles of the ravines seemed to break through the armor.

The courtyard was large, the maids were running with wine trays, and a few servants were sweeping the ground with brooms, and the castle had twelve columns, and under each column stood a powerful soldier.

The soldiers were completely integrated with the stone pillars, as if they had been carved out of the whole stone.

This carving technique is absolutely masterful.

The contract has two floors and a lot of rooms, but there is no shadow of a witch.

Wine cellar, living room, meeting room, alchemy, study, dining room, dance floor, living room.

It's everything, but it's not life!

There is a black crow carved on the top of the castle, and the strange thing is that this crow has no eyes.

Li Zhenshu felt inexplicable, he had never encountered such a strange situation, and the beast clan would never make it so mysterious in the wasteland.

Maybe he spent too much time with the orcs and forgot how to distinguish between things other than strength.

But now everything still says something unusual.

His face was hot and painful, the mandala kiss was attacking, and his palm fell into his pocket and pulled out raw, he needed to restrain himself.

The pain of the poison made him sober, and Lao Li felt a little afraid, as if he had fallen into a kind of psychedelic cage.

It's the library!

Rows of books are placed in an orderly manner, and the shelves are lined up one after the other.

"The Fall of the Third Dynasty", "Three Hundred and Eighty Ways to Identify Smells", "Toad Transfiguration", "Flying Broomstick Driving Skills".

It's all about witches, and you can even see the history and epics of the Third Dynasty period, and walk along the bookshelves to the corner of the library.

A thick stack of straw paper neatly placed together.

On the 7th of the month, Carmel paid five black yao texture stone people!

On the 1st of the month, the 172nd batch of goods was taken over, and there were seven nine-year-old boys!

On April 5th, the arm failed to be petrified, probably due to the deviation of the petrification spell, and the thirteen people who tested it were secretly killed!

On May 1st, get Carmel 00 slaves!

On June 5th, the first Petrified Warrior transformation begins!

......

This is an experiment log, Lao Li often makes the same mark when dissecting corpses, the previous one is only a year's record, and then he continues to carry out petrification experiments.

What made Li Zhen tremble was that every test needed was a living body!

Some were ordinary beasts, some were orc slaves, and even some of them used human race as experimental subjects.

He looked at the soldiers outside, and the vivid stone carvings on the grassland, these must be the witch's experiments.

The journal was broken in the middle, and the witch seemed to have found the perfect way to petrify the charm.

Later, she deliberately stated that she had created the most powerful warrior in the world for her lover!

Li Zhen stared inexplicably at the last stone pattern.

Heart, muscles, blood vessels, bones, skin!

Head, arms, body, legs, feet!

With his knowledge of the corpse, it was clear that it was a complete Terran corpse.

Quickly walk to the courtyard and come to the statue of the warrior under the column.

"Dagger!", and thrust straight into the warrior's chest.

Snort!

Lao Li's strength was great, and sparks sparked from the tip of the dagger.

Tick!

A milky liquid fell along the dagger on his hand.

One drop, two drops!

It continued to flow out along the wound cut out by the dagger.

The milky white droplets have a hint of warmth in them.

This stone soldier in front of him is alive!