Chapter Seventy-Two: The Shadow of Juhaaz

"Be careful, everyone, there's weirdness everywhere here. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info," said the stammer.

"What's weird, rusher!" a voice floated over, Grace.

The three of them were shocked. Kiva drew her scimitar.

"Who?" asked Kiva, and they saw that Grace and Sarina were dressed the same, the same black cloak, the same pointed hat, the only difference was that Grace had a black cloth over her face and was a little slimmer.

"Who? I'd like to ask you who you are, and why you broke into my locust forest," Grace said faintly, her voice a little cold, but not very hostile. It seems that there is a great sadness in her voice.

"We were looking for our friends, three men and a girl. Please show us the way, do you know where they have gone?" said Yiba, though he was not sure whether the witch was good or evil, but the other party did not make a move, and it was inconvenient for them to act rashly. What's more, these witches are extremely terrifying, and the three of them are no opponents at all.

"Is that gorilla with you?" Grace didn't answer, but asked the stammer.

"Yes, he is our friend, his name is Mengsha. The stammering man introduced Mengsha, but Mengsha didn't say a word.

"Friend, when did the people of the canine tribe come out and meddle in the affairs of the world!" Grace's voice remained nonchalant.

At this time, even Mengsha was greatly surprised, why did this witch know about the canine tribe?

"Friends, sometimes it's friends who sell themselves. Grace continued.

"Who the hell are you! Pretending to be a ghost here!" Mengsha finally couldn't help but speak.

Grace ignored him, and flew to the depths of the locust grove on her broomstick.

"Hey, you haven't told me where our friend went?" said Kiva exclaimed.

"Go inside! Your friends are ahead. Don't dwell on grief, dear, don't weep for me. I can read the sadness in your heart, you whisper in my ear, you say you are going far away ... Grace's sad and beautiful singing voice sounded again.

"Who is this witch? It's strange, but she doesn't seem hostile to us. Kiva asked.

The stammering man was silent, he was thinking, and did not answer Kiva's question.

"Whoever she is, pretending to be a ghost, she must be with the old witch, and we must be careful. Mengsha said.

"Well, we have to hurry, we have to catch up with Jerry. Jerry and the others don't know that Anglas has been taken by the old witch, and we must join them and together we will go to retrieve the magic sword and rescue Turolo. ”

Deep in the Zombie Swamp is a ruined witch castle. The witch castle is divided into two floors, each of which is divided into two large rooms. Each room is more than 100 square meters. Sarina's Witch Fort is a dome. This witch castle is surrounded by thousands of zombies. Some of these zombies are rotten, and some of them have crooked mouths and eyes. The clothes on his body have become strips of rags. Some are wearing torn leather shoes, and most are barefoot. They were expressionless, wandering around with a purposeful purpose. But they would never come within ten meters of the Witch Castle, as if the Witch Castle had a huge magical power that discouraged them. Sarina flew to the gates of Witchcastle. The gates of Witchcastle opened automatically, and Sarina flew in.

Zombies besiege the city, and these besieging zombies are the best protection for Sarina Witch Castle. No living creature would dare to set foot in her witch castle, because they would be eaten by the zombies before they reached it. Zombies can not eat or drink, but once there are creatures nearby, they will pounce and bite wildly, they are already walking dead, and the only thing left is to eat any living creatures.

"Hahahaha... Angra!" Sarina drew the sword of Anglas in satisfaction in her witch castle. Anglas glowed like a flame.

A dark shadow flew out of Anglas's blade. The black shadow revealed two hollows, which were the eyes of the shadow.

The Shadow said, "Oh, Witch, you got Anglas. Let's make a deal!"

"Who are you, what do you want to do with me?" said Sarina holding up Anglas, who was observing the magic sword.

The Shadow said, "I am Jujas, the master of the Sword of Anglas. As long as you let me out, I'll give you powerful dark magic!"

"Are you Jujas? the one who led the Dark Legion to rule the world, only to be killed by a human brass?" asked Sarina.

"Yes, it's me. I was plotted by that despicable human king. I endure the flames of fire day and night in this boundless hell. I want revenge! You get me out, I'll give you the power of dark magic!" said the Shadow.

This shadow is the soul of Jujath. His soul was sent back to hell, and Anglas remained on earth. Jujas manifested through Anglas in the shadow of his soul. He is just a shadow of nothingness and does no harm to anyone. Because shadows have no mana.

"Hahaha, I heard you're from the Warcraft Clan? Dark magic, dark magic is so rare. Poor Beast people, we witches all know these rudimentary dark magic. Do you think that dark magic is the only one who can handle it, and if I don't know dark magic, how can I wield this magic sword? Hahaha... Sarina stroked the blade of the Sword of Anglas with her fingers, and Anglas couldn't do any harm to her.

"What! what are you talking about!" the shadow swayed. "You all know dark magic?!" Obviously, this came as a big surprise to Juhas.

"Hahaha... Sarina looked up and laughed. "Poor Beast people, where did you learn your dark magic? Do you think it's that coincidental? Your dark magic was deliberately taught to you by a wizard. He just wants to bring back the Anglas of Hell through you. Whoever can get Angelas will be the greatest king of Middle-earth! he will have the most powerful magic!

"Who is it!Who taught me the dark magic?!you say!" yelled Jujas.

"It's Ruth, a gorilla. She is a witch of the canine tribe, and she is the one who deliberately taught you dark magic. Because only the Demon Beast Altar in Qi'er Mountain, the Gate of Hell in the Demon Beast Altar, can teleport Anglas out," Sarina said.

"Orangutan, no wonder the man who passed on my dark magic is dressed in black and is huge. I thought it was a super fat man!It turned out to be an orangutan!An orangutan witch!Why did she pass on dark magic to me?!!" Jujas had a faint sense that something was wrong.

"I don't know. But now the sword of Angrath is mine! Sarina's tone was full of excitement.

"I can give you the power of hell! I can get you out! I can make you immortal! I can use the power of hell to make you immortal. Juhas said angrily.

Sarina looked at Jujas's shadow. "Warcraft people, you're smart. It's a rare talent, but. I can't get you out, and if you do, you'll have the magic of hell with you, and I won't be able to beat you then. Anglas will be taken away by you, I can't take that risk!" Sarina seemed to know everything, or rather, the witches seemed to know everything.

Jujas felt that it was a conspiracy by the witches, from the time he got the dark magic, from the time he got the sword of Angrath. Juhas could not let go of this opportunity to bring him back to life, and he cried out, "Don't you want to live forever? You will have eternal life!"

"Hahaha,,, poor Warcraft people. There are many ways to live and die, not just your hellish powers. There is another way to keep me immortal!"

"What! What else can I do?! How can there be magic in this world that can make you immortal?!Only the power of our hell can make you immortal!" Jujas shouted.

"Stupid fellow! the spirit of the elves of the elves can also make me immortal! With the sword of Angras, I can easily obtain the spirit of the elves. Aha~~~!!!" There was a long sharp laugh from Sarina in the witch castle.

"Foolish Shadow, go back to your hell and suffer from the fire!" Salina swung the sword of Anglas to destroy Juhaas's shadow.

"No~!" Jujas roared angrily, and his shadow vanished.