Fisher dragged the unconscious fat witch out of the tavern, and behind him, the cold sword in Arajina's hand disappeared at some point, which made Fisher wonder where she had hidden the relic.

And the next step, the first mate of the pirate who was rubbing his shoulders and looking at Fisher in front of him blinked, his eyes turned between Fisher and Arajina, and suddenly understood what was going on, and he stepped back a little distance to himself.

Although they still followed them, they were divided into two sections, with Fisher and Arajina in the front, and the fat first mate and other crew members with a smile on their faces.

"Tsk!"

The tavern's street was a little higher, and from here a group of people could be seen approaching the damp street lit by street lamps in the distance, and Fisher glanced at the huge pipes that ran from the main road to the rock wall of the cave, and on them stood a large number of rats waving and chirping at them, as if they were guiding them.

Fisher didn't hesitate, and jumped straight to the pipe over there, shouting at Arajina without looking back,

"Go this way."

Aragina nodded, and turned back to signal the crew to follow, only to find that they were all following with embarrassed blinking eyes, and waving at Aragina to let her go first.

“...”

She opened her mouth, but did not react for a moment, so she had to follow Fisher in front of her, and in front of Fisher, a large group of rats ran and turned back to lead the way, leading them to the complex drainage system in the cave.

"Wait, is that a rat? Is it the rat leading the way? Could it be that the captain's good friend is a wizard, the kind in fairy tales..."

"I don't think so... The man was a little violent, and the captain couldn't hold him down, and I wasn't optimistic about this marriage. ”

"You don't need to be optimistic, don't you just like the gentle kind? Maybe the captain likes this one? ”

A few crew members who were a little further away muttered quietly, and the figures of several people quickly disappeared into the darkness of the cave, causing the gang members to look at the messy but empty tavern in confusion.

Huge pipes are the end of the city's drainage system, and the sewage inside is discharged into the dark river along with the Nari River, and then into the ocean. From here, the pipes should be able to return to the entrance to the streets of Snakehead, but it is said that the plumbing system of St. Nari is too complicated for even the plumber in charge of repairs to know the exact route, and now Fisher and the others are still led by a swarm of rats.

"Twitter~"

"Hey, what's the water or what?"

"I guess it's not a good thing."

"Gan, there's a drop in my mouth, it's salty!"

When they arrived at the very dark halfway pipeline, they were afraid of losing Fisher and the captain in front of them, and the crew members didn't care about creating an atmosphere, so they hurriedly pulled forward to keep up with them, and in the darkness, next to the figures passing by, there was only the ticking of liquid and the chirping of rats.

It didn't take long for Fisher and the others to come to the circular underground entrance tunnel of the pipe, which was also starting to be lit up by the government. Seeing that there was no one here, Fisher threw the witch he was dragging on the ground and decided to interrogate him here for information he wanted to get.

Fisher hung him upside down from a pipe in mid-air with a spinner, his limbs still looking like chrysalis, but because of the wounds on his body, the blood flowed down his body to his face, washing the foundation and lipstick off his face completely. Seeing that he was unconscious, Fisher gave him another stick with his cane and told him to physically force it on.

"Bump!"

"Wait, stop! Don't fight, don't fight! ”

The sound of the pipes draining was not as harsh as his foul duck, and when he opened his mouth like a roast duck hanging from St. Nari's restaurant, Fisher frowned and pressed his cane against his throat to silence him.

"What I ask, what do you answer.."

"Sir, sir! Don't do it yet, I was wrong... Wait, you've been eyeing me before, and you're here for me! Damn, I said why are people dressed like you here..."

Now that the pain had completely driven the alcohol out of his body, Bart was hanging upside down in the air, and his mind was spinning rapidly, and he soon realized that Fisher, who was dressed in a suit, had come to the streets of the snakehead for him, and in the battle just now, he thought that he wanted to pursue the gift of the Mother Goddess and provoked the devil.

"I want to know something about the Witch Workshop, like... The [Undead Witch] you are looking for. ”

Ignoring Bart's hindsight, Fisher asked as he pulled out a vial of sand that shimmered green from his bosom, smearing it on the end of his staff, carving a series of magical crests on the ground that went deep into the surface.

"Undead witch? How would you know that you are a police man! You damned Nari slivers, who have no pure faith at all, have defiled the Mother Goddess and corrupted her expectations of you with the mire of desire... Woooooo ”

Fisher didn't speak, and after engraving the coat of arms underneath, he snapped his fingers, and the coat of arms on the ground lit up in an instant, turning into maggot-like flames that climbed down the air until they spread to Barth's face, creeping through any visible hole.

And the moment the flames crept into his body, he struggled frantically as if he had been tortured greatly.

Two-Ring Magic - [Maggot with Bone].

This magic was previously used by the Nari police to torture criminals, and Fisher participated in the revision of Nari's standard style of torture magic, but after the New Party came to power, this criminal law magic was abolished, and now Fisher is using lynching on Bart the Witch.

This magic multipliers the amount of pain perceived by the creature, and if it is not canceled, it will increase in depth over time. In the end, even a breath can make him hurt for a long time, and many entertainment venues will secretly use this magic to increase the fun.

But at this moment, Bart's body was already covered with wounds left by the previous battle, and as soon as the magic of the maggot entered his body, his eyes were instantly turned white with pain, and he screamed wildly,

"Stop! Stop it! It hurts so much! You devil! ”

The crew members behind looked at the gentleman who was holding the cane, as if they were looking at a demon, and silently prepared to stay away from him. Only Aragina kept her eyes on Fisher, not knowing what was in mind, even her normally calm face was dyed pink, and her breathing became slightly rapid.

That magic... Looks..

"Don't.. It hurts so much! I say! My mission is done! The undead witch is protected in the [Pink Pavilion], I can't get in, and I'm about to leave Saint Nari to bring this news back to the Society! ”

But in the midst of the severe pain, the magic circuit of Bart Witch's body suddenly began to light up uncontrollably, and just when Fisher frowned and thought that he was going to resist, Bart was also slightly stunned, and then said excitedly,

"No.. Wrong... Here she comes! She's nearby! The [Undead Witch] you're looking for is nearby, you see, my..."

"Bang!"

Just as Bart spoke, a spark suddenly lit up in the darkness of the tunnel above the tunnel, and the sound of muskets echoed through the tunnel, and Fisher did not expect a person to suddenly appear there.

Bart's head in front of him exploded directly, and the liquid inside did not splash on Fisher.

Fisher's face became extremely cold for a moment, he raised his head and jumped up with his cane, and his dragon-like physique instantly jumped to the pipe above the tunnel, where a figure wearing a cloak and holding a gun was slightly stunned, as if he didn't expect Fisher to jump so high.

She raised the gun in her hand and fired, but before she could move, Fisher had already leapt towards her, slamming a punch into her face, sending her flying upside down.

The figure was slammed on the head by Fisher, but her movements did not pause at all, only to see her muffled snort and draw an arc in mid-air and land on the pipe behind her, and then prepared to flee without looking back.

"Want to run?"

Fisher picked up the cane in his hand, ready to leave her behind, and the magic coat of arms lit up in his hand slowly, and the crystal silk thread that the spinner had turned into wound up at great speed, pulling one of her legs in.

In mid-air, her jumping movement faltered slightly, and she was forced to land on the original pipe, seeing that the pirates below had raised their guns in her direction, and the next moment, she made a move that Fisher did not expect.

I saw that the figure suddenly pulled out a blade from his arms, aimed at his left leg, and the entangled calf was directly cut off by her and fell in place. A large amount of blood gushed out, but in the next second, the blood rushed back as if it had been suspended by time, and the flesh sprouted from the place where her limbs were broken in the void, and soon a full left leg grew.

In just a second, she performed a regenerative stunt in front of Fisher.

Her bare left leg, her cloaked face turned to look at Fisher, and then she fled upwards without hindrance.

Fisher raised her hand and danced several bees, but she was agile enough to dodge them all in mid-air and soon disappear from Fisher's sight. He had to take pity on the spinner, pulling back the left leg that had been severed by her, and the short leg wrapped in white socks and boots was held in the palm of Fisher's hand, and there was even residual heat.

That shocking scene resurfaced in Fisher's mind, corresponding to the [immortality] in the prophecy of the sub-human mother who completed the manual...

"An immortal witch?"

Fisher frowned, ready to leave the broken leg behind for now, and then do a spell to see if he could track her. As soon as the idea came to him, the short leg slowly turned into a puddle of foul-smelling blood, and Fisher had to quickly throw it away.

He opened his mouth, momentarily speechless.

......

......

At the entrance to the Snakehead Street, a barefoot woman in a cloak gasped and ran into the crowded street, but she still ran towards the side alley again, and only after confirming that there was no one next to her, did she take off the cloak from her head in a panic.

Inside the cloak, a beautiful brown hair was scattered, and a beautiful and innocent face was exposed to the air, her face was very normal, but her expression seemed to be enduring great pain, and fine sweat continued to break out on her forehead, and her muscles tensed.

She bit down on her detached cloak and stared at her newly grown left leg.

"Uhhhh

There, a pain more than a dozen times more painful than a severed limb slammed into her heart, making her teeth clenching her cloak almost break.

But fortunately, after a few minutes, the pain slowly subsided until it disappeared completely, and she slowly relaxed.

"I... I'm but... [Immortal Witch], this... This little bit hurts.... Woo..."

She wiped the fine sweat from her forehead and muttered to herself, but drops of crystal tears slid down her cheeks, making her wipe them in a panic.

Then, after making sure that there was no one around, she got up and limped into the alley of the street.