Chapter Seventy-Nine: The Taste of a Witch (False)
Gleilynt didn't know what was in the minds of these two people.
He did want Vernon to try the "taste of witches" if it was really as "good" as the Emperor said. If you want to confirm whether Hessel is a witch or not, then experience it for yourself! Of course, this kind of thing must be the beauty of adulthood to fulfill Vernon's wishes.
Anyway, the more rude and savage she became, the less Hessel would react to the fact that she had been exposed, and she would most likely accept Vernon's plea without resistance.
However, to Glerint's disappointment, although he had just played in the bar, he was actually quite successful in interpreting the meaning of "savage". However, due to his very rational and restrained heart, and at the same time extremely cautious, the digestion of his "barbarian" potion was actually not ideal, and only a relatively small part of it.
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On the way back to Vernon's single-family house.
Hessel, a poor and beautiful woman, had attracted the attention of many passers-by, but now Glerint had not dragged her away roughly, and therefore did not call the police or anything as a clever man.
However, Glerint's plan fell through.
When he turned a corner and saw the Storm Church church, Hessel's bright eyes moved slightly, and he didn't know where he pulled out a dagger, and stabbed Glerint with his backhand.
And Gleilynt, who had been keeping a close eye on her, certainly wouldn't be defenseless.
I saw that he deftly dodged in the direction away from Vernon, and easily dodged one of Hessel's hastily launched attacks.
"Bang"
Glerint's lips opened slightly, and the onomatopoeia launched an "air bullet" with the help of a "different pocket watch".
For camouflage, he did not carry a real gun.
In such a short distance, Gleilynt did not draw his gun, and Hessel certainly could not have predicted the blow. And rightfully so, the bullet hit Hersel!
The next moment, Hessel's figure shattered like glass.
Almost instantly, her figure appeared behind Glerint's right side, and the "fatal blow" chiseled fiercely into Glerint's waist!
From close distance, Gleilynt couldn't dodge at all.
However, in the blink of an eye, the short, ordinary figure quickly faded and thinned, leaving only a standard paper figure stabbed by a dagger.
"The use of 'stand-ins' is forbidden here."
After closing the distance, Glerint did not choose to attack immediately, but raised his right arm lightly, palmed forward, and uttered a low and solemn ancient Hermetian language.
As for the stand-in, Gleilint who only uses a "different pocket watch" is completely incomparable to his own extraordinary abilities from witches. And his spirituality is not as good as the "Witch of Pleasure" who is suspected of being in the middle sequence.
In this case, Glerint, who is a "berserker", is of course unwilling to play with Hessel with these bells and whistles.
At the same time, Hessel also took the opportunity to find a bronze badge from his right pocket and approached Glerint again!
"The Witch" is also a melee path in the mid and low sequences!
"Melee with me?"
Glerint raised his eyebrows, pulled out the "weight of knowledge" in the shape of a stick with his backhand, and smashed it hard at the beautiful figure who rushed over.
Hessel was unhurried, his fingers moving slightly, and strange threads of invisible spider silk wrapped around Gleilint.
She is indeed the "Witch of Pleasure" in Sequence 6!
At the same time, her spirituality poured out, and the red and almost white fireballs quickly condensed on the badge.
Once Gleilynt is bound by her invisible threads, a single blow of a fireball can wreak havoc or even kill him!
However, to her great consternation, the silk thread, which was only afraid of fire, but was unusually tough, did not play a role in stopping it at all under Gleilint's heavy split, and in an instant it broke inch by inch.
What kind of power can a 200-pound "heavy weapon" burst out under the full force of the enhanced version of the barbarian?
If Hersel had to answer that question, she would be sure it was more than a thousand pounds!
"What kind of power is this?"
But she didn't have time to question it, she just quickly withdrew the fireball, and with the dexterity of the "assassin", she dodged it to the limit.
She didn't try to escape with a stand-in anymore, because she also knew the ancient Hermetian language, and she clearly felt an invisible restraint that prevented her from using a stand-in.
However, he did not expect that the silk thread he had made would be useless, so Hessel boldly approached within a step of Glerint.
At such a distance, she can't hide!
Bang!
Due to Hessel's dodge, the blow did not hit her directly in the head, but instead slammed diagonally into her shoulder.
In an instant, Hessel's figure flew upside down, and her right shoulder was completely unconscious, whether it was the shoulder blade or the muscles, all turned into a puddle of soft sauce, and only the tough skin still wrapped her drooping right arm.
Fortunately, Hessel, whose right shoulder nerve collapsed instantly, did not feel any pain.
She looked at Gleilynt rushing over with difficulty, felt a charm in her left hand, opened her thin lips, and spat out a demonic word full of filth:
"Slow!"
In an instant, Glerint was stuck in a quagmire, and his forward figure suddenly slowed down.
At the same time, Glerint's head began to swell, and his spiritual consumption exceeded eighty percent! If he continues to maintain the "forbidden use of stand-ins", his spirituality will soon dry up!
At a moment when the situation was critical, Glerint was stunned to find that Hessel did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but turned around and chose to flee!
She didn't know Glerint's state, but she judged from the situation on the field that she was crippled, and she had also lost the "blazing reputation" she held in her right hand.
She had no power to resist at all.
Reason made her choose to retreat.
In the flash of thought, Glerint silently withdrew the "forbidden" and rushed forward a few steps with difficulty, but he was completely unable to catch up with Hessel, who was dragging his body away.
After a few breaths, Hessel's figure disappeared completely into the silence of the night, and the dim streetlights did not show any trace.
Glerint gritted his teeth and held on to the near-detached skeleton and picked up the bronze badge.
"Let's go."
He returned to where Vernon had just been, and scolded Vernon, who was completely dumbfounded.
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A few minutes later, the two returned to Vernon's single-family house.
In an instant, Glerint collapsed completely out of strength on the soft sofa, and his brain throbbed for a while.
His performance took Vernon by surprise:
"Your Excellency, you ...... Are you okay? ”
Then, he looked around vigilantly, as if in the darkness outside the window, a monster would pop up at any moment.
Gleilynt shook his head with difficulty:
"It's fine, it's just a little weak."
In fact, his body was fine, but the excessively tense spirit instantly relaxed, making him feel like he was out of strength.
If Hessel chooses to continue fighting, it's hard to say who will win in the end. On the one hand, Glerint's physical strength is almost in its heyday, and on the other hand, after the "ban" is removed, it is unknown what kind of operation Hersel can play with his stand-in ability.
However, after losing her right arm, Hessel actually no longer has the ability to attack, and she certainly will not choose to continue to die.