This is what the witch fears. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The process before death may be very long, but death comes only in a moment. It came unexpectedly, and the painful but exuberant struggle came to naught.

The witch is a killer, and she has long accepted her fate for a miserable end. However, Teng Yunshen is different in her mind. She was determined to take the reckless child off the battlefield.

Protecting people you don't know is a matter of course for witches. After breaking with the darkness, she threw herself into the cause of helping others with a sense of self-sacrifice. A noble sense of mission is engraved in her bones.

However, Teng Yunshen is not just one of many people who have encountered witches by chance. He has a different meaning, a more meaning. Something about him touched the witch's ego side.

He also reached out to the witches. He can abandon the reckless witch and run away. But he didn't do that. He stayed, desperate to face the mad evil giant.

Teng Yunshen's eyes were pitch black, as if he was tightly gripping the night sky of the cold stars. However, when she looked into these eyes, the witch remembered the autumn blue sky, pure and hard.

However, under her gaze, Teng Yunshen was cut into two pieces, and there was no corpse. She has tried so much and so hard, but it has not helped in the end.

She screamed. Despair and anger boiled in her mind.

The witch swung her scythe and slashed at the giant's neck. Click! jagged cracks crawled on the giant's rocky skin, like small snakes clinging to grapevines. The witch leaped forward and stepped on the giant's shoulder. She tried to kick away the crumbling head at her feet. The giant jumped up unexpectedly. The witch lost her balance and fell to the crook of the giant's mighty arm.

The piano strings flew out from Teng Yunshen's unconscious fingers.

The wildfire spun in circles in mid-air. The trance of the wind disappeared. The giant's massive husk replaced the dome and covered the witch's vision. She forgot how to breathe in the sudden darkness.

They crashed to the ground. The claws of the wildfire pierced the witch's belly. Bang! They hit the ground. The witch curled up in pain. The Shadow of Guilt still protected her, but the claws of the wildfire became nearly indestructible after a single jump.

"Damn!" thought the witch in frustration, "he's a stilt mage!"

Wildfire pulled the claws out of her body. The pain burned violently, running through every nerve, enveloping the witch's entire world, leaving her with nowhere to run. She learns how to breathe again, only to find that anything she does while she lives is something she hates—it's better to die.

The witch pushed the giant's weight.

She slid lightly into the never-ending darkness. The Grim Reaper lifted his blood-colored hood and stared at her with hollow eyes. She saw her last second in the eye of death.

Teng Yun could smell the smell of blood. His alloy body would not have shed such fragrant blood. As you can imagine, the witch shed a lot of blood. Death approached in the sound of gurgling blood.

This meant that he had to get up from the ground as quickly as possible.

And the simple action of getting up is obviously challenging for him at the moment. The wildfire cut him in two. The malleability of metals no longer plays a role. He seems to have become a sculpture by a futurist artist, showing symbolic nothingness.

The wildfire turns to the witch.

Teng Yunshen narrowed his eyes. The giant should have strode over and not turned so deliberately. He looked hesitant and ...... Dullness. This is not a wooden man game played by kindergarten children. What affected him? Another haunting heart? Teng Yunshen didn't think that this was the reason that stopped the giant's footsteps. He didn't know the qualities of the ashes bullet, however, after such a large jump, no one believed that a few short steps would stump the giant.

However, the wildfire really seemed to be stumbling upon something invisible. As he jumped, he tore off the strings of the piano around his neck at once, and the poet's weapon no longer had the property to kill it, and at this moment, the thing that bound his feet seemed more tenacious.

Something beyond Teng Yunshen's understanding has changed. However, what he has to do has not changed.

He faded the metallic sheen from his right thumb. Pain immediately rushed into the finger, making him tremble. Quack. He plucked the thumb of his right hand. "Hey!" he shouted, like a gong striking. At the same time, he reinjected the luster of the bullet copper into the finger.

The wildfire turned around. Teng Yunshen flicked his severed finger out.

Boom! The finger of brass hit the edge of the igloo. Wildfire clutched its throat in panic. In the next instant, the finger of brass shot through the heart of the remains at a steep angle. The sound of the collision was soft and soft, like flowers in full costume dancing on the withered branches. A deep tremor swept through the eardrums of the wildfire.

Teng Yunshen felt that he had made the right bet.

The witch's ashes bullet caused damage to the wildfire. However, the giant did not pull the heart out of his chest, and he hesitated. This may mean that the destruction of that heart is just as harmful. The heart of the dead parasitized the wounds of the wildfire, robbing him of life. Sooner or later, he would have to have this extra organ removed, but he had to be prepared before the operation.

Teng Yunshen, on the other hand, uprooted this heart before the wildfire was ready.

The giant wailed. He took a step back and fell to the ground. His strong heart was shattered at this moment.

Teng Yunshen's vision was blurred. He heard the sound of bleeding from his body. Darkness enveloped him.

Wildfire raised its butcher's knife, and then, the scorching blade flew towards the young wizard.

Teng Yunshen narrowed his eyes, he could barely see anything, only saw the butcher knife getting closer and closer, and slower and slower. He sank beneath the ground, and silent time sheltered him.

While. The butcher's knife smashed into a pool of blood. The flames flew in all directions, but they couldn't catch the corner of the shadow puppeteer's clothes.

Wildfire's eyes widened in disbelief. Teng Yunshen was actually able to hide in the shadow kingdom at the moment when he unloaded the magic power of the bullet copper. The other party moved so fast, almost the same as when it was intact.

For Teng Yunshen, this is just a subconscious thought. As early as the wildfire cut him to the ground, he picked up his own shadow.

It wasn't long ago that he was nearly torn to shreds by an evil shapeshifter. His fighting spirit is stronger than anyone could have imagined.

Boom! A sudden explosion engulfed the giant.