"Boom!"
A huge bell woke up everyone who was still sleeping.
Xu Zhilan subconsciously touched around him but found nothing. He stood up and saw Xiao Zhimiao leaning on the threshold, with his eyes closed and his forehead propped up. He didn't look in a good state.
Xiao Zhimiao opened his eyes when he heard the sound of the bell. He glanced at the rooms on the left and right, and saw that everyone was awakened by the sound of the bell. He slowly straightened up and said, "Judgment Day has begun."
Everyone stood up quickly and followed Xiao Zhimiao out of the basement.
There were no monsters chasing the players during the day. Xiao Zhimiao and others crawled out of the basement. As soon as they came out, they were dazzled by the dazzling sunlight. The light was so bright that everyone had to cover their eyes when they came out. It took a while. Gradually getting used to the strong golden light.
They walked outside the street and discovered that the light was not the light of the sun at all, but the light from the magic circle.
Above their heads is a super large defensive magic circle, and everything they look at is shrouded in the magic circle.
Before, they could only faintly see the curse seal pattern flowing on this magic circle during the day, and it would be more obvious at night.
Now the light is too strong, and the golden light has almost condensed into substance, shining on people as if covered with a layer of golden gauze.
A rapid scream came from behind them. They turned around and saw little Jasmine hiding her face and shrinking at the basement stairs.
Xiao Zhimiao walked quickly towards her and squatted down in front of her, "Little Jasmine, you and your brother wait for me here first. I will come to you soon."
When she got up in the morning, Xiao Zhimiao had already discussed with Xiao Moli and asked them to wait for her in the basement.
She couldn't bring her brother and sister into the Holy City. Although they were not Daphne's biological children and did not inherit the witch bloodline, little Jasmine learned magic and had the abilities of a witch, so they would still be arrested as witches.
And now that little Jasmine is considered half a monster, the powerful light magic circle outside will burn her body.
Little Jasmine grabbed Xiao Zhimiao's hand, "Sesia, will you come back?"
Xiao Zhimiao touched her head and said, "Yes, just wait here for me and don't leave the range of my magic circle."
Little Jasmine nodded obediently, "Okay, my brother and I are waiting for you to come back."
As she spoke, Caesar's voice came out, "Don't die."
Xiao Zhimiao twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Don't worry, I won't die before they die."
After that, Xiao Zhimiao covered the wooden boards in the basement. Little Jasmine kept looking up at her until she disappeared from Xiao Zhimiao's sight.
Xiao Zhimiao stood up and walked outside. There were many witch hunters walking towards the Holy City outside the door. They all changed into white robes with a sun pattern on the back.
At the entrances and exits of various witch hunting hotels and small towns, people were handing out white robes.
Xuanye had already quickly brought back a white robe for each of them and handed it to them one by one.
They quickly put it on, except Xiao Zhimiao who didn't pick it up and took off the hood he was wearing, revealing his iconic red hair.
Without the cover of the hood, Xu Zhilan and others saw burn marks on her neck and cheeks.
The strong holy magic suppressed her magic value to the bottom, making her almost unable to use the magic elements, and even her skin was burned by the holy magic.
Under the suppression of such strong holy magic, Xu Zhilan's recovery skills were no longer effective on her. Xiao Zhimiao had just asked him to cut off the symbiosis between them.
She was judged to be the last red-haired witch, and her panel attributes had all dropped to the bottom. What supported her now was the holy magic power. They would not let an important witch who was about to be tried die like this.
Xu Zhilan looked at the burning marks on her body, and the distress in his eyes turned into angry fire. He clenched his hands tightly into fists, and veins appeared on the back of his hands.
Xiao Zhimiao controlled Qiansi to tie her up. The other end of Qiansi extended into Xu Zhilan's hand. She looked at Xu Zhilan with incomparable eyes.
"Let's go."
Xu Zhilan took a deep breath and pulled her towards the direction of the Holy City.
"She is the last red-haired witch!"
The marching crowd soon spotted Xiao Zhimiao. Her red hair and red eyes were so eye-catching, and the crowd suddenly became noisy and panicked.
Some of the bold ones threw things at Xiao Zhimiao, but Xu Zhilan smashed them to pieces with a cold face and a thousand threads.
"If anyone dares to throw anything over again, I will kill him."
Xu Zhilan spoke in a deep tone, and his eyes swept across the crowd like a sharp knife. Everyone was shocked by his cold aura and took a step back, not daring to make any more small moves.
Xu Zhilan shortened Qiansi, almost leaning against Xiao Zhimiao, and continued to lead her towards the Holy City.
Xiao Zhimiao whispered in his ear: "Master Witch Hunter, it doesn't seem like I'm being held captive by you."
Xu Zhilan's hand was about to reach around her waist subconsciously, but under Xiao Zhimiao's eyes, he withdrew his hand.
He leaned into Xiao Zhimiao's ear and said, "Of course you are not my prisoner, you are my prisoner, Lord God."
The corners of Xiao Zhimiao's mouth raised slightly, and there was a hint of lightness in his heavy eyes.
The group of people walked out of the town and saw dense crowds of people in white robes heading towards the Holy City in all directions. Layers of light fell from the magic array above, and fine golden light flowed in the air, as if they were on a pilgrimage. The person performs a grand baptism, and the holy desire makes people kneel down to worship. Chinese website
"Caught! The last red-haired witch!"
Outside the Holy City, several Holy Envoys were excited when they saw the red-haired girl tied up by the witch hunter in front of them. After throwing a golden witch hunting card to Xu Zhilan, they took Xiao Zhimiao to the Holy City.
Xu Zhilan untied Xiao Zhimiao's rope and followed Xiao Zhimiao with Xuanye and the others.
One of the holy envoys took out a rope oozing with golden light and tied Xiao Zhimiao's hands. As soon as the rope touched Xiao Zhimiao's skin, it burned her skin. The holy envoys were still sighing: "This The witch has a pure bloodline, and she responds the most to the Holy Light."
At this time, Xiao Zhimiao has completely degenerated into an evil god. Compared to Sethia, who is still an orthodox god, the holy magic will do more harm to her.
Xiao Zhimiao seemed to be unaware of these injuries, and was led into the holy city by the holy envoy.
As soon as he entered the gate of the holy city, Xiao Zhimiao saw a huge statue of a god.
The statue should be in the center of the Holy City, but it is huge, almost reaching the height of the city wall. The upper body of the statue can be clearly seen even at the door.
As soon as she entered the holy city, Xiao Zhimiao felt an even stronger sense of holy magic. It was as if she was being roasted on a blazing fire, and every inch of her skin felt burning pain.
The more painful it was, the clearer her consciousness became, and the suppressed crazy excitement in her eyes was ready to move.
