The bald head dragged the twisted head tied up in a ball. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info The twisted head was unsteady and fell to her knees in front of the witch.

"Ancient power, please let me see this man clearly!" the witch bared her teeth and claws in the flickering light of the fire, and gradually stopped moving.

A black mist in the form of a skeleton emerged from her chest, and soon sank into the twist head's body.

"Hmph, cowardice, rebellion!" the witch slowly raised her head, and spat out a strange spell.

Immediately afterward, the twist head showed fear, his eyes widened, his mouth opened wide as if he was going to spit out something, and after a convulsion, he only heard a "whew", and a cloud of skeletal black mist slowly spit out from his mouth, twisted a few times and returned to the witch's body.

"The hosts... I will always be loyal to you...", the fallen twist head gasped and said intermittently.

"Very well, this man has been purified!" the witch let out a sinister laugh that made Evan's hair stand on end.

"Oh my God, this is a brainwashing conference..."

"It's a terrible hex..."

The honest peasants had never seen this kind of evil art, and some of them were even cowardly and even sat down directly.

But soon, after a few screams, three or five more people were brainwashed one after another. In the end, it was Leah's turn.

"Little girl, it's really rare..."Now it was Leah's turn.

"Humph!" Leah turned to slip away, but was picked up by two big men.

Hey, hey, hey... Quite a few people let out lewd laughter.

"Let go of me! I didn't expect you bandits to mingle with witches!" Leah was lifted up to kick her legs in the air, her bowels were probably blue now, knowing that on the continent of Tansfog, the witches of the wilderness were the spokesmen of ominous and calamity.

"Don't run, little baby~" The witch monster laughed and circled around Leah, finally stopping and releasing the skeleton black mist.

"Don't!" Leah didn't dare to look, and closed her eyes directly.

"Ahh Before the skeleton black mist could reach its body, it screamed in the pale blue firelight and dissipated.

"Ahh After a while, she foamed at the mouth several times, and after a few kicks, she rolled her eyes and passed out.

The camp was eerily quiet, and everyone was stunned by the horrific scene.

"What are you doing in a daze, carry Witcha back to the house!" Marcas shouted. Soon several people came over and carried the witch back to the tent.

"Stammer, you take the rest of the recruits first, and we'll talk about it tomorrow. Marcus looked a little anxious, stammered "um", and led the recruits out of the place.

What can I do... Marcus looked at the unconscious Witch in the room, and a sense of foreboding welled up in Marcas's heart.

......

The next day, the sky slowly turned white, and suddenly a rapid horn sounded in the camp.

"Enemy attack! There is an enemy attack!" shouted the bald head as he ran in the direction of the carriage, followed by a "bang" and a cart full of weapons poured out.

"Boom-boom-boom-" A few scattered arrows shot out of the woods one after another, and at the same time, under the cover of the rain of arrows, dozens of bare-shouldered savages with red stripes on their faces rushed out. They are taller than ordinary people and look like primitive people. They kept shouting in an incomprehensible language, and soon they were united in a battle with the people of the camp.

Oh my God, what should I do! Evan clutched his head and slumped over a rusty black iron sword, shuddering through the gaps in the tent, occasionally landing a few arrows near him, startling him to move.

"Be careful!" There was a strong force from behind, which actually dragged Evanson out of half a step, and as soon as the words fell, a javelin was inserted not far from his crotch.

"Ahh

"Someone's going to owe me their life. It was Leah who saved him, "Get your weapons and rush out with me!"

"How rushed... Feed... Wait for me!" Evan hurriedly followed.

"Wow!" there were more and more bare-chested savages around, and one by one, they poured out of the grass like a rhinoceros. Unlike normal humans, they are more tolerant of wound pain, and if more severe wounds are added to their bodies, it will only stimulate their bestiality to a greater extent.

"Whoa!" The trees behind the wild man suddenly began to tremble, and a giant toothed boar more than two meters tall with a black mane jumped out of the air, and the wooden fence next to the camp was instantly smashed into pieces.

The boar had a wooden chair strapped to its back, carrying an old woman who looked like a witch, holding a staff in one hand and the reins in the other, chanting incantations that she could not decipher, and then riding the boar on a rampage with a strange scream.

Looking at the bare-shouldered savages near the wild boar, their upper bodies suddenly swelled in a small half circle, and they looked much taller than before, especially the strength of their arms instantly increased by more than half, and the situation in the entire camp almost became one-sided.

Half an hour later, Marcus and the few remaining retinues that could still fight were surrounded by layers of wild men around the skeleton tent.

"Chief, what are we going to do?" the bald head gasped for breath, and the vast expanse of savages surrounded them. He pointed his sword at the one on the left with the stone hammer, and at the other at the one on the right with the stick, and he looked confused.

"Whew!" a pig crowed, and the bare-shouldered savages got out of the way, and the old woman rode in on a wild boar, whose nostrils were very huge, like two big trumpets, and it spewed hot white gas leisurely as it walked. With every step forward, Marcas took a step back.

There was a stalemate for a while, and finally Marcus knew that he was invincible, so he directly dropped his weapon, and then more than 20 followers around him, you look at me, I look at you, and they also dropped their weapons. Soon they were tied up and put aside.

The old woman rode a wild boar, staggering in front of the skull tent and circling in a circle, and said in a loud voice: "Come out, my dear sister!

There was only the sound of the wind blowing. The tent was silent, and there was no response.

"Huh?" the old woman took her staff and opened the tent with her tip, and at a glance she saw Witch Isa lying unconscious on the bed. Then she couldn't help but let out a series of laughs, "I couldn't sense your black soul last night, I didn't expect it to be so serious, hahaha!"

Then she came to Marcus again and put on a condescending posture: "Marcus, although I don't know why my sister became like this, I still have to ask you something, do you agree or not?"

"Wow!"

The savages bared their teeth and took a step closer, and they all put on a posture of "if you don't agree, I'm going to tear you apart".