Chapter 207: The Power of the Witch
The reason why Hansel exclaimed was because he thought that the way Mona entered the Divine Domain was to get rid of the shriveled heart that he had placed on his body. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info If his understanding is not wrong, it is Mona's lifebox. For wizards who have taken this path of immortality, the body is just a skin, and only the lifebox that carries their soul is the most important thing. Even Hansel would never have imagined that Mona would hand over such an important thing to himself.
"Now that you have a life box, stardust is of little value to you, right?" said Hansel, a little annoyed.
"Who said it was useless!" Mona sneered, "Stardust contains all the life essence of an elf, and using it can make up for hundreds of years of life vitality. Only by getting them can I bring my shattered shell back to life!"
"With your abilities, it shouldn't be difficult to replace!" Hansel said with some disgust, knowing that these witches were by no means good, and it would not be difficult to find a few living human bodies.
"Of course not, once replaced, the spiritual power we stored in the shell will be dissipated. In this era of the end of the law, any bit of spiritual power is precious! Moreover, the longer the body is used, the stronger the power becomes. Mona got up and clapped her hands, it seemed that the circle under her feet was finished.
"What are you drawing, I advise you to stop as soon as possible. With your own strength, you won't be able to make any waves in the Divine Domain!" Han Sel looked at the magic circle that had begun to gather the aura around him, and finally made a decision in his heart.
"This is a teleportation circle from ancient times, and as long as the energy is sufficient, it is said to have the power to break any spatial barrier. You're right, how can a beautiful place like the Divine Domain be enjoyed by one person. That's why I decided from the very beginning to bring my sisters in and make a home here, so that they won't be harassed by those hateful jackals of the Holy See Council, and they can also get more spiritual resources than the outside world, so why not!"
"The Witch Society of the Black Forest, didn't you have been wiped out decades ago, and even the whereabouts of the leader at that time, Kahe, are unknown......" Hansel has been in the Black Forest for many years, and he knows a little about this evil cultivation organization, but he doesn't know that Kach has been completely destroyed in Bai Ze's scroll space.
We have been fighting with the Holy See for thousands of years, the Pantheon in Rome, Valhalla in Northern Europe, and the Oak Council in England, but we are still alive and well. If it was really that easy to perish, there would be no witches in this world for a long time. Mona smiled disdainfully, "As for Kach, his spirit after the soul split is too unstable, and he is no longer suitable to be a leader. So we used the purge to scapegoat her and the other extremists. ”
"Even if your strength is still the same, this is the place where the gods rest, and rats like you ......" Hansel couldn't help but snort.
"As you said, we are like rats, living like that swaggering under the noses of your Holy See for thousands of years. Now it's just a different environment, living in the sleeping corner of the gods. How can a lowly being like us wake up those high gods!" Mona laughed at herself unconcernedly, but her expression on the circle grew colder.
"You're so unworried that I'm going to destroy your life box?"
"What is there to worry about, the life box is where my soul is, so I can sense your words and deeds. In this process, as long as you have killing intent for that heart, I can destroy you at any time. Mona turned and looked at Hansel with interest, as if she were looking at a piece of goods.
Hansel couldn't help but be shocked when he heard this, it seems that the witch's life box is not as fragile as many legends suggest, and it contains many secrets. At least as far as he could see now, the owner of the life box could use the life box as a coordinate to instantly appear next to it across space, and he could also use the life box to observe the surrounding wind and grass and even use it as a medium to carry out attacks. In many European myths and legends, there are always some warriors who coincidentally get the life box of a certain wizard, and thus achieve a legendary story of slaying demons and rescuing beautiful women. Hansel couldn't help but laugh to himself, sure enough, fairy tales and other things are all lies.
"Well, I wanted to spare your life and study the problem of your strange blood. However, the absorption speed of this circle is much slower than I imagined, and it seems that even the density of spiritual energy in the divine domain is not as good as the legend. Mona approached Han Seel and said with some regret, "Now I can only sacrifice your blood, I think that your cultivation will definitely speed up the operation of the magic circle." If it's delayed for a long time, it will be a trouble for your companions to find it!"
Mona stretched out her shriveled hand and grabbed Hansel lightly. In her long life, she has enough confidence in her magic vine. This magical spell obtained from Gangtuya is the capital of her cultivation world all along.
"Boom......" Mona was knocked out before she could react, and a small black wormhole appeared between her and Hansel, and a large black unicorn head rushed out of it. The electric light on the unicorn flashed, and a bolt of lightning struck Mona before she landed.
"What, how can you still summon power, it's impossible?" Mona looked at the nightmare beast in front of her in horror. The Holy See has always claimed that witches are lovers of the devil of hell, and that the origin of witches in the world is a little earlier than hell. It's just that wizards are inextricably linked to hell, after all, many of the demon kings in hell are the ancient gods of countless lost gods or wild gods who are not recognized by the Holy See through the accumulation of faith. In addition, the life box has always been placed on Hansel's body, so Mona naturally knows something about the hellish powerhouse species of Nightmare.
"Lonely and unheard, you must not have understood the special nature of the power of dreams!" Hansel's magic vine was quickly burned under the nightmare fire, and Hansel began to transform into a werewolf as he let go of his wrist.
"The four special powers of time, space, soul, and fate, and the power of dreams, as an extension of the power of the soul, was negligent on my part. Mona sighed slightly, "But you reminded me?"
Hansel had just finished transforming, only to find a throbbing from the depths of his soul, followed by endless pain.
"Whoa......" let out a wolf howl from Hansel's mouth, and his huge body fell to the ground in pain, convulsing continuously.
"You reminded me that we witches also have a spell associated with the law of the soul - curses!" Mona said with a cold smile as she held a doll with a simple shape but a hint of black air in her hand.