Martha was born into a happy family with the blessing and love of her parents. From the time she can remember, all the memories about her parents are the few happy memories in her life. She likes her gentle and beautiful mother. He likes to fall asleep peacefully in her warm embrace listening to nursery rhymes and wind chimes. He also likes his humorous and reliable father, and likes to sit on his broad and strong shoulders and play around.
She once had such a life, and she once believed that such a beautiful life would continue forever.
Until that day, until the accident, she believed so.
She was the only survivor in that tragic car accident, which was simply a miracle. Perhaps it was the child's size that allowed her to survive the crush caused by the car hitting the mountain and rolling when it fell, and because of the vehicle. She was severely deformed, giving her almost no room to move, thus reducing her nutritional and energy consumption needs, which was why she was discovered by the search and rescue team during the subsequent search and rescue.
Of course, these are just speculations by the search and rescue personnel after the accident based on the situation at the scene. They can't imagine what happened to the little girl during the few days she spent huddled in the heavily deformed and twisted car with the human-shaped body. What exactly happened to her? How did you survive unscathed? How they managed to hold on until the rescue team arrived, I'm afraid no one except Martha herself knows this.
Of course Martha knew what happened. When the car hit the guardrail on the mountain road and fell, she was sitting in the back seat and saw her parents’ horrified and twisted faces in the rearview mirror. She heard with her own ears their parents’ frightened and desperate screams that echoed through the car. Inside, the car body began to twist and deform amidst the loud rumbling and spinning. Her parents' bodies gradually became thinner under the squeeze, and she was seriously injured and on the verge of death from the constant collisions and squeezes.
As her consciousness gradually collapsed and she was about to die, she felt as if she had seen a witch.
She didn't remember what the other party looked like, she only remembered that the witch had beautiful long golden chestnut hair and stretched out her hand to her against the backlight.
You don’t want to die yet? Do you still want to live? Come, hold this hand and I'll take you home.
The voice was very gentle, just like the lullaby her mother sang to Martha when she was a child. It made people feel at ease involuntarily. She struggled to reach out to the figure with long golden chestnut hair. The moment her fingers just touched him. , she fell into a deep coma as if she was relieved. When she woke up again, what she saw when she opened her eyes was an unfamiliar ceiling. A thin, haggard little old man was standing beside her bed, looking at her with a twinkling look in his eyes that could not be concealed. grief, and some fear and resentment. ..
But Joey didn't say anything. He just sighed to her: Martha, let's go home.
After a long time, Martha realized that she had accepted the gift from the witch that day. She didn't know whether it was this misfortune that made her become a witch, or whether it was the fact that she would become a witch that led to this misfortune, but From that moment on, she was determined never to let anything take away her loved ones.
I won't let you take away my last relative!
Martha's hair and skirt were fluttering with the strong wind rising from the ground. She waved her hand gently, and more than a dozen dark chains broke out of the ground. Under the guidance of the witch's power, they made a crisp collision sound and surrounded Wu Ming and others. Surrounded by the statues squatting on the stone pillars, strange phenomena also appeared. The gray skin of the stone statues gradually showed a strange luster of life. They stretched their wings and rose up from the ground, hovering in the air and screaming.
You foreigners! We all have to die here today!
Martha stretched out her finger and tapped it lightly, and countless pointed chains were also directed towards Wu Ming and others under the guidance of the witch's power!
Stop, stop, stop! We're not actually here. Just as Wu Ming was about to explain the misunderstanding, a chain fell down not far from his feet, creating a large crater. Dust filled the air, gravel splashed everywhere, and then a ferocious gargoyle hovered. Swooping down from the air, he raised his sharp claws towards Wu Ming, who was defenseless in the smoke. The sharp and huge hooks slammed down with a sharp whistle that broke the air, preparing to tear Wu Ming into pieces.
Bang!
However, the gargoyle did not feel the feeling of flesh and blood being torn apart on its hooks. Instead, it felt as if it was clinging to an iron wall. But when it looked carefully, it clearly saw no obstruction.
The sharp and slender hooks of the thing that blocked its attack seemed to be fighting with the air. They broke apart with a loud and harsh friction sound. Before the mentally retarded gargoyle could react, what happened? What happened, there was a sharp black shadow in the smoke screen that became bigger and bigger, and then the black shadow pierced the smoke and blew most of its head away!
What followed was a thunderous explosion and a violent wind that shook the smoke and dust away. Siegfried waved the black iron sword to push back all the incoming chains, and sparks of dragon breath began to burst out from the corners of his mouth: Okay, Then use Dragon Roar on you
What a ghost! Wu Ming grabbed Siege Fei and stopped her from planning to solve the problem with a breath of dragon breath. Don’t forget our original purpose, and killing the witch will make the remaining witches stronger. How can we People cooperate and try to subdue each other first!
Siegfried let out a slight tut of displeasure, but she still swallowed the dragon's breath magic power that was about to be refined, and once again wielded the heavy and generous black iron sword to fight against the multiple gargoyles that were attacking her.
After Wu Ming finished speaking, he turned to look at Alex, who had already put on the bloody gloves: Brother Hunter! Don't be too aggressive. My shield may not be able to protect everyone in the melee.
Don't worry, I have received professional training. The old hunter showed a reassuring smile. An armored glove made of blood was attached to the skin of his right fist. He sidestepped the attack of a sharp hook and punched the gargoyle in the chest with his backhand, beating it to death. It shattered like porcelain on the ground, and helped Siegfried break a gargoyle, Otto! Don't stay too far away from Wu Ming, don't run around casually! Don't even try to show off!
The fighting power shown by Siegfried and Alex alone was enough to contain the gargoyles present.
well! Otto responded listlessly, feeling a little unhappy that he had been underestimated. He dodged to avoid the entanglement of several chains, summoned the fantasy sword and gently left a few sword lights, and the chains suddenly burst into pieces. Duan, please don’t treat me like a child! I can handle enemies of this level!
Before he finished speaking, several chains broke through the soft soil under Otto's feet, and tightly tied up his hands, feet, and limbs. The chains suddenly tightened and exerted force in different directions. The powerful force tore his hands and feet, and just when he felt Before he was about to cut his body into pieces and prepare to connect with the fantasy sword Krypton Life to erase the reality, Wu Ming slapped him on the forehead, sent him into the holding space, broke free from the shackles of the chains, and immediately released him.
After experiencing two dizzy spells, before he could understand what had just happened, he had already inexplicably broken free from the chains, while Wu Ming held the Crimson Queen next to him and showed a smile that made him feel angry.
Be careful and use less spiritual power, otherwise you will become more and more bald.
you! Yandu is foul-mouthed
Although the witch Martha controls many familiars and gargoyles, she is obviously not good at fighting. Even Wu Ming, who doesn't know much about witches, can see that this little girl who looks only ten years old has nothing but control. Outside the attack direction of the chain, the witch's power was almost never used. She relied entirely on the constant generation of familiars within the barrier to maintain the current situation with force.
Such a fragile balance did not last long. As Wu Ming also joined the front battlefield, she felt the pressure of commanding the battle was increasing. Soon, with Siegfried's dragon breath, he cleared away the gargoyles and chains that blocked the progress. , Alex seized this rare opportunity and raised his flintlock gun in Martha's direction.
Alex, who had hunted witches countless times, did not aim at Martha, but skillfully aimed at Joey behind her, and then pulled the trigger!
boom!
A gunshot echoed in the witch's barrier for a long time, but what was fired from the muzzle was not the gun that the old hunter specially put on. Among the paper scraps and petals that the gun fired, there was a bouquet of brightly colored flowers. Spewed out and bloomed from the barrel.
Martha's eyes as she stared at the old hunter shone like purple gems, filled with soul-stirring magic. Although almost everyone present had no idea what had just happened, everyone was aware of one thing. thing!
Martha, who had always maintained restraint and not used the witch's power, used the witch's power for the first time to launch a counterattack!
Accompanied by a bang
There was a muffled sound, Alex spurted blood from his mouth, and his strong body like a bear flew backwards under the bombardment of huge force: Brother! Take advantage of now!
Okay, it’s time to resolve the misunderstanding and have a good talk. Wu Ming had already come around behind Martha at some point. He was holding the Crimson Queen in one hand and pressing her head with the other!
Darkness and light divided the entire town of Melas into two worlds.
The two worlds are bounded by the church, which is brightly lit, warm and bright, and people gather together to pray in unison. It was dark, deep, cold and dim outside the church, as if there were countless ghosts and monsters walking through the endless darkness.
It had been a long time since Clement left alone and walked into the ink-like darkness outside the church. The townspeople looked either worried or fearful and looked out the window, although Pastor Clement left behind a message before leaving. They said it was safe to stay here, but they still couldn't stop the fear and fear in people's hearts. They talked quietly in order to relieve their fear and nervousness.
But what no one noticed was that the mutation was spreading quietly. Black hair as thick as steel needles began to grow on some people's hands and bodies. Their bodies continued to shrink, and their hands and feet degenerated into claws. Out of the slender tail
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