A burst of red light lit up in the dimly lit wooden house.
Twelve witches sat in front of a long table, with a magic seal suspended in front of each witch.
In the middle of the long table is the curse seal belonging to Xiao Zhimiao.
The curse seal in front of the witches extends into a long line, connecting with the curse seal in the middle.
Xiao Zhimiao could feel the continuous flow of magic power pouring into her body. She opened her sleeves and saw that the rose curse mark on her wrist lit up with scorching heat.
Aman, who was standing aside, also opened her sleeves. The rose curse mark on her wrist also lit up, and she felt the same magic power as Xiao Zhimiao.
This was different from the holy magic power she usually used. She could feel it firsthand that she had a different power.
I also have different beliefs.
The witches completed the curse seal, but their magic power came not only from themselves, but also from believers all over the Caron continent.
The timing of Xiao Zhimiao's arrival was coincidental. If she had come earlier, she would have bumped into him. If she had come later, there wouldn't be so many believers.
These magic powers are not only used to accurately activate the magic circle to the Dragon Castle copy, but also to deal with what happens next.
She must store more magic power.
Her magic power is theoretically unlimited, it just depends on how much she can bear.
She got up and walked outside. There was no moonlight tonight and it was dark outside.
However, there are various lighting items all over the farm, all made by witches using magic - ghost-faced lanterns that float in the air and can sleep, several jack-o'-lanterns placed not far away, and weird ghost hands. Street lights will open their hands to scare people when they pass by.
Seeing these scary gadgets, a smile appeared on Xiao Zhimiao's face unconsciously.
These were all her ghost ideas, and Daphne and the others always complained that she liked these things but couldn't like some exquisite and cute ones.
Although she complained, most things were according to her preferences.
"Sesia, your little bitch brother, you actually asked me to plow the land for you here! What a disgusting insect!"
From the farmland not far away, Ciannia's cursing voice could be heard.
Xiao Zhimiao walked from the bridge to the opposite side and sat down on a wooden stake. "You don't want to plow the land?"
Siannia saw her coming and threw the hoe in his hand towards her. With a flash of red light, the hoe stopped in front of Xiao Zhimiao, then flew towards Siannia again, hitting him in the head. He groaned loudly.
"After all these years, my stupid brother, you still haven't made any progress, and you are still so stupid that it makes people laugh. To be honest, I used to want to play with you when I was young, but now I see how stupid you are. No more interest."
Seiannia was so angry that she grabbed a handful of dirt from the ground and threw it at her. In the end, the handful of dirt came back to his face.
"Kill me if you can!" Seannia wiped the dirt off her face, and her handsome face immediately turned dark.
"Kill you?" Xiao Zhimiao leaned forward slightly and said, "No, no, no, it's too cheap to kill you. Killing you is a gift to you, and you are not qualified to receive this gift."
Cyannia: "Then what do you want to do?"
After saying that, he looked at the several wooden houses with lights on the other side of the river, as well as the witches walking outside the houses, and said: "You are lucky this time, we did not teleport you to a later time."
He snorted and then grinned. In the dim environment, his eyes flashed with malicious light, "Every time I see you enter this book, it is the happiest time for me. Seeing your... It’s so satisfying to look helpless.”
Xiao Zhimiao flicked the bead string on her wrist. After hearing his words, her hand movements stopped and she looked at him and said, "If you don't want to plow the fields, how about I find something else to do? Aren't you hungry?" Well, there will be a great feast there."
"Where are you taking me?" Seannia looked at her warily. He didn't believe she could take him to a sumptuous meal. The two of them had been plotting against each other since childhood. He was right in this regard. She understands everything.
Every time she said something like that, he knew something was up.
Xiao Zhimiao said: "Didn't you say that I am lucky to be here at this time? Then I will let you have better luck."
After saying that, Xiao Zhimiao opened her hand, crimson magic energy surrounded her hand, crimson curse seals intertwined and formed in front of her, and then the curse seals flew to Siannia.
Seannia subconsciously slapped the curse mark flying over with her hand, just like swatting away insects flying to her body.
In the past, when Secia used the curse seal to deal with him, he could also use holy magic to fight against her.
But now he can't use much holy magic at all. Without the support of Setavis' faith and magic, he is like a weaned child.
"what you up to?!"
After a while, Siannia suddenly discovered that his hair had turned red.
He has beautiful long golden hair, and now he looks like Xiao Zhimiao.
The two were originally twins, with the same red hair and red eyes. From the beginning, they were only 50% similar, and now they are 70% or 80% similar.
"Let you become a 'witch'." Xiao Zhimiao said with a smile, "Look, red is so beautiful."
"Change it back!" Seannia grabbed her red hair, feeling angry and anxious.
"There's no rush." Xiao Zhimiao stood up and walked slowly to him, "Even if you want to be one of us, I won't agree. I just want you to experience what they have experienced before. Anya, even though I have always been so kind to you, I have never forgotten every hurt you inflicted on me."
As soon as he finished speaking, Siannia heard the sound of the pointer being moved.
Xiao Zhimiao started the retrospect clock.
Cyannia's vision suddenly went dark, but when it lit up again, he first smelled an indescribable smell.
It's said to be smelly, but it's much stronger and more unpleasant than the smell. The smell is mixed with the strong smell of blood, like a steel knife, it can turn into a physical attack on his sense of smell.
He only held on for three seconds before he couldn't help but bend over and vomited out.
When he straightened up, what he saw was a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, as well as faint moans and screams.
The ground is red and the sky is red.
The butcher, who was about three meters tall, was sitting on the mountain of corpses, holding an arm and munching.
"help me......."
A hand suddenly reached out and grabbed Siannia's feet. Siannia looked down and saw a red-haired witch. Her legs had been cut off and she was still saying: " help me."
