Chapter 63: The Ancient Immortal
A slender figure appeared in front of him, dressed in a black robe with large sleeves, and long white hair rippling out, revealing a face that was both real and illusory, this was an unreal face like an elf, delicate not like a human, not like Princess Mononoke, not vulgar, but with a smile and a touching beauty, like a witch more than a goddess.
Her face was pale, almost crystal clear, the sickly pale, and her lips lacked blood, which only added to an indescribable thrilling beauty.
"You, you, it's the first time I've seen such an interesting person as you, if it weren't for the group of bastard swordsmen in the Silver Thorn Flower Sword Stream, my sister and I have other urgent matters, I must have fun with you. The white-haired witch didn't see her delicate appearance, shook her white hair, and landed barefoot like this, without getting dust, revealing a perfect face with a smile, and her slender and weak boneless fingers coldly poked the forehead of Horn, who was stiff.
"You said that your road was uneven, but you ruined your sister's big business. My sister only has a dark thunder, although the ice itself heals itself but was found by those idiot mountain spirits and ghosts, and was dedicated to the soon-to-be-born demon king as a treasure in the mountain, but sister, I will plan to lure out the larvae of the white bone toad, and blow up the passage of its return, but you are an illiterate boy who is kind enough to do a bad thing, what do you say you will take to compensate your sister?"
She puffed out her mouth in annoyance, and still gave people a thrilling beauty in this environment, who would have thought of her true face if she hadn't done it before.
"Boom. ”
In the distance, the mountains and forests collapsed, the earth shook, and a huge silver skeleton giant ten meters tall strode forward, and in the blink of an eye, it was in front of them.
"Those bastard swordsmen have all been thrown away, and they can still be caught up by this resentful puppet. The white-haired witch shook the bell on her wrist, and her small, slender, white, weak, boneless hands were raised, palms facing outwards, aimed at the silver skeletal giant that had strided.
An invisible wave spread, and the silver skeleton giant howled in pain, and the extremely powerful silver skeleton giant quietly dissolved under the white-haired witch's palm, instantly turning into nothingness in the sky.
This witch is not human, and her methods are strange and bizarre, but they are very terrifying, which can be seen from the fact that she was clearly injured but was still able to escape from the formation of nine powerful professional-level swordsmen.
Horn's body was stiff, only his eyes could move, and there was a hint of helplessness in his eyes, "I'm really nosy with a mouse, looking at this method, this witch's strength is beyond what I don't know, it's simply unfathomable." When did the Principality of Black Spirit have so many powerful women, and so did Princess Mononoke, and so did this white-haired witch...... And it comes inexplicably, and it can be encountered by itself. ”
"Okay, little brother, you can hide here first, don't get out of this formation, otherwise the breath will leak out, attracting other silver skeleton giants or other fierce beasts and ghosts, and my sister will not be able to help you." The white-haired witch threw down a dozen powerstones and spread a formation around Horn.
"Sister go back first, I hope the white bone toad hasn't run away yet, otherwise I don't know what you'll pay for your sister when the time comes, little brother? Hehe, my sister doesn't need more, just be a servant for my sister for fifty years, and my sister won't be missing you." The white-haired witch smiled, with wide robes and big sleeves, captivating the country and the city, and seducing all beings.
"Remember my sister's name, my sister's name is Michelia Harristobel. ”
She shook the silver bell on her wrist and walked slowly in a black robe towards the path she had come, leaving Horn's stiff body still standing in the powerstone formation.
There was silence, and the swamp area was dull.
The magic stone formation rotated, and Michelia Haristobel set up the formation extremely skillfully, although she only threw a few magic stones casually, the formation laid down suppressed all of Horn's breath, and from time to time there were beasts passing by, but they ignored Horn who was close at hand.
In the magic stone henge, the ghost mist swirled around him, a yellow phantom appeared behind Horn, and nine demonic vortices appeared around the 'ghost eater' wizard battle spirit, and in just a moment, his body moved and regained his freedom.
Michelia Harristobel's means are superb, but she still underestimates Horn.
Neither the Heroic Spirit of the Sword nor the inheritor of the Soul Witch and the Severed Head Wizard were so easy to control, and now that he had regained his mobility, Horn dodged out of the Powerstone Formation.
"It's really a big trouble this time, so I'll make you nosy. ”
Horn scolded himself fiercely, "Michelia Harristobel, the surname 'Haristobel' is very strange, doesn't it mean 'demon fox' in the ancient Estport language? ”
There are two kinds of Warcraft, one is that you can never turn into a human form, and the other is that as long as you are an adult, you will have two forms of "Warcraft Form" and "Humanoid", although not all high-level Warcraft can be transformed into a human form, but the Warcraft that can be transformed into a humanoid form must be a high-level Warcraft.
They call themselves the primeval species, a kind of immortal species, also known as the 'Warcraft family', although it is difficult to reproduce bloodline, but the strength is extremely strong, they are natural warriors and warlocks, and outsiders call them collectively 'demons'.
And the Holy Snow God Mountain is said to be one of the strongest gathering places of the primeval demonic beast forces in the Western Continent.
Glancing in the direction of the distance, the witch could not be provoked, and Horn turned around and drilled into the dense forest deeper than the million-deep mountain.
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Millions of deep mountains are too vast, once people enter them, they have no direction, like water dropping into the sea, and it is very difficult to be pursued.
But behind Horn was urgently followed by five silver skeleton giants, and he was locked in his breath, which was the most troublesome.
The six silver skeletal giants, in addition to being killed by Namisheria Harristobel, after he escaped from the magical stone circle arranged by Michelia Harristobel, actually pursued his breath and found it, and he spent three days in a state of chasing me.
Chasing them all the way, they had already crossed a large area and entered another, more expansive swampy area.
A flash of white light flashed, and Horn swooped in with speed, but there was a rumbling behind him, and there were still four silver skeletal giants striding after him, breaking countless giant trees.
In three days, he killed one of the silver skeleton giants, these silver skeleton giants are formless and substantial, cut into two and can be combined into one, which can be called immortal, very difficult to deal with, but not completely indestructible, but it needs to be constantly worn over and over again to wear off all the imprints, which is extremely exhausting.