Quick Travel: Crazy Literature

Chapter 382 Witch (14)

Natalie's soul floated out from the body of the big rat after her death, with pain still on her face. She realized her current state and no longer dared to speak nonsense to Heshan. She quietly put away her resentful look, waiting for the opportunity to slip away.

Heshan would not give her this opportunity, and neither would Black Mist Carl. It roared, and in just a blink of an eye, it grabbed Natalie in front of it, grunted and bit her, and immediately:

"Ahhhh-"

Natalie's soul exploded sharply and she struggled in pain, but it was all in vain.

He who seeks the skin of a tiger will only dig his own grave.

Heshan watched coldly as Natalie's soul was torn apart and eaten bit by bit. The human-shaped black mist was stained with red lines, which looked extremely ominous.

"call out--"

The magic power with destructive intent rushed towards them like a surging wave, instantly submerging the humanoid black fog. Immediately, the black fog let out a miserable cry, the sound was extremely piercing. It tried to escape, and cunningly emitted an even stronger stench.

Heshan: "yue..." and immediately closed his own space.

The black fog is quite powerful. Although the magic can trap it and torture it, it cannot kill it. In desperation, the king can only use his true energy with pain. It contains the rules and power of the void and is most effective against this kind of creature that is not native to this world.

In just a moment, the black fog dissipated completely in resentment and unwillingness.

She waved her hand to disperse the aura here and was about to leave when suddenly, a strong will descended.

who!

Heshan's expression was slightly cold, and his eyes fell on a certain place in the house. There, a dark green shadow appeared, and the face gradually became clear. It was a woman.

Her aura is mysterious and powerful, containing endless strength and wisdom. With just a glance, one can feel her inherent majesty, and her dazzling face adds to her divine aura.

Strong.

He Shan showed admiration in his eyes and asked, "Why did you come?"

The woman smiled slightly, took in the surroundings, and replied: "My name is Qingxun, I came here for the black fog."

She was so polite that Heshan naturally gave his name and said proudly, "Are you here to strangle it? But I have already destroyed the stinking black fog."

Qingxun nodded. She already knew about this. Looking at Heshan's appearance, she was moved and praised: "Daoyou is very impressive. I admire you very much."

The king laughed secretly, "You are not bad, your clone is so powerful."

The two smiled at each other, talked for a few words, and quickly said goodbye.

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The three culprits who had harmed the original owner were dead. Heshan did not delay too long. He dug out the faces of those who attacked the witch tribe in the original owner's memory, found them one by one, and cut them off with two clicks, with the main attack being fast, fierce and accurate.

The mission this time is not complicated. The culprits are bad, not perverts, so you can just torture them and kill them, unlike those little trash before who had to be carefully figured out and tossed around.

After wandering around the human town, Heshan returned to the witch tribe without any interest.

Why not interested?

Heshan really didn't want to say it. She had been to so many worlds, but the human race in this world was the most useless.

All they ate was hard black bread, and all they drank were strange dark dishes. As for what they wore, it was even more uncomfortable. The woman pinched her waist tightly, and the skirt on her lower body was held up big with a crinoline. It was not convenient at all whether she was working or playing, and she looked tiring.

Especially what is dirty!

There are no toilets in the city, and most people openly dump their feces and urine on the streets!

The king felt as if he was stained with the smell whenever he thought of that scene.

Clean witches are better.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but complain to Zhu Zhu: "It's really hard to judge. Did the witches take the initiative to retreat to the forest and isolate themselves from the human race?"

Heshan believed that this must be part of the reason. If witches lived with humans... She shuddered and walked home faster.

The mission was accomplished perfectly, and she had plenty of time left, and it just so happened that she was very interested in the magic of the witches.

Hehe ~