Author: Crowtopia

Millicent's road has been a bit difficult.

Having lost her arm, she could only rely on the flames left by her teacher to deal with enemies along the way.

The lake area of ​​Lienia occupies most of the area, and the humid atmosphere and ubiquitous water are weakening her combat effectiveness in disguise.

Facing that kind of lobster that can spit water cannons, Millicent has no choice.

Her small fireball will be directly pierced by the sharp blade of flowing water, and the water gun will continue to pierce her body.

If she hadn't been physically strong, Millicent might have been torn apart by the force of the impact.

Millicent had no choice but to take a detour and go north along the edge of the lake to avoid the various monsters entrenched in the lake area.

Millicent healed her injuries and asked about ways to leave the lake area and head to the Yatan Plateau along the way.

But with the closure of the college, there were very few people in the lake area, and the information she could find out came more from Nimgefu in the rear.

For example, she heard that a queen rose from the foggy forest and was preparing to unify Nimgefu under the banner of righteousness.

In addition to rushing, she also spent a lot of time studying the notes left by her teacher.

The notes contain healing methods that can heal her injuries.

Millicent found that these treatments worked particularly well for her, seemingly because she had a strong ability to recover.

Millicent speculates that this is the strong vitality developed while fighting corruption.

She thought about the Red Lion City again and the commotion she had caused.

Using strong vitality as nourishment, large scarlet flowers burst into ever brighter colors.

Thinking of the teacher's speculation and the scarlet corruption still dormant in her body, eager to break through the seal of water and fire, Millicent couldn't help but feel worried in her heart.

She rested for a while and continued heading north.

Along the way, the originally clear water became increasingly turbid, smelly, and full of toxins.

If the lake area was inaccessible before, this place is completely deserted. Millicent can't see anyone willing to wade into the muddy water here.

Millicent frowned, this reminded her of the Ionian swamps and the filthy mire.

Above here is a rock wall, blocking the starlight over the lake area and the blessing light of the golden tree.

Stopping brings corruption, and the lake water here seems to have not flowed out, turning it into a place that breeds various poisons and hides dirt and evil.

"I didn't expect that the beautiful lake area could have such a dirty corner..." Millicent observed the direction of the mud.

Millicent was in good health and the leather boots under her feet were well-sealed, so she didn't pay too much attention and continued on her way.

She deliberately walked in the poisonous pool, and the vague curiosity and responsibility in her heart made her want to understand the cause of the poisonous pool.

As she walked, Millicent felt something wasn't right.

The poisonous pool no longer only has green algae and stench, but also has some red bloody smell, as well as some rotten flesh.

She knows this smell.

Millicent walked quickly and discovered the source of the smell.

There is actually a village in this seemingly deserted Poison Pond.

A trail rises from the Poison Pond, and all the way up, you can see a small village located on the heights of the Poison Pond, built on the cliff.

And there are quite a lot of people in this village.

Against the backdrop of the firelight, many human figures are projected on the cliff, shadowy and shadowy, with teeth and claws showing.

Fires were burning in the village, and many soldiers were lifting up some frail old men, beating them and drinking something.

Many old people were beaten and driven to one place, and firewood was piled beside them.

The old man's legs were broken and he could only crawl. He was beaten by the soldiers all the way, wailing and crying.

Those warriors wearing armor have an eye symbol on their bodies.

Millicent frowned and stepped forward:

"What are you doing?"

She did not take action immediately, but was prepared to ask questions clearly to prevent a good person from being wrongly accused.

But what Millicent didn't expect was that she was attacked just by asking the soldiers to notice her.

The soldiers didn't say anything, they just picked up their swords and slashed at him.

They were still calling for their companions, preparing to circle behind Millicent to prevent her from escaping.

"Shut up..." Millicent's voice turned cold.

There is no need to test who is the good guy anymore.

She didn't think anyone who would choose to silence witnesses would be a good person.

A ball of fire erupted from Millicent's palm, forming a fan shape to block the oncoming warriors.

She jumped back lightly, squatted on the ground, dodged the arrows that broke through the flames, and put her hands on the ground.

Several fire snakes ran along the ground, setting several soldiers on fire.

Amidst the enemy's screams, Millicent had already stepped forward. She held the knife with one hand and slashed at her wrist. She smashed the enemy's head with a knee, then pulled up the enemy's body to block the attacks of other enemies.

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The strength and agility that Millicent's emaciated body erupted was unexpected by all the soldiers. It was like a flock of sheep being invaded by a tiger, and they were killed until they were knocked off their feet.

Millicent fought her way up the sloping path, dodging all the arrows.

The soldier who was standing next to the firewood pile and was about to light a fire saw Millicent coming to kill him. He quickly dropped the torch and drew his sword.

The oil-stained torch is thrown onto the pile of firewood, and the power of the flame is released from the firewood.

Millicent saw that the old men with broken legs were about to be burned to death, so she quickly stepped forward.

She dodged the chop and crouched beside the firewood pile, putting her hand into the fire.

The originally burning flame became obedient and closed into Millicent's palm.

A crossbow arrow shot out of the air and went into the back of Millicent, who was concentrating on putting out the fire.

Millicent groaned, turned around and threw out the flame in her hand. The large flames formed a wall of fire and burned a large number of people wearing eye badge tube-shaped coats to death.

Through the flames, the crossbowman who shot Millicent swallowed.

That's a crossbow, not a bow and arrow. The power of the arrow is fixed, so it won't suddenly lose strength and lose its power.

Under normal circumstances, the crossbow arrow should penetrate the enemy's body, nail it to the opposite rock wall, and cause fatal wounds on the person's body.

But the invincible crossbow arrow was nailed to Millicent's back. Judging from the length, even the arrowhead was not fully immersed.

"Is this the physical strength of a human being? What kind of monster?" the crossbowman exclaimed and quickly cocked the crossbow.

The fireball illuminated his sight, and the scorching flames burned the bowstring and slapped the back of his hand. The crossbowman let go of his hand in pain, and was engulfed by the flames.

As Millicent made more and more noise, more and more warriors gathered towards her.

Although Millicent is very strong, she is still occasionally injured by random swords and arrows, and her physical strength gradually becomes exhausted.

When she finally killed everyone around her, she gasped:

"One hand is still..."

A shadow enveloped Millicent, wind pressure was approaching, and her scalp felt numb.

Millicent quickly ducked away, then heard screams and roars.

It was the sound of the air being torn apart.

A man wearing an ugly horned mask stood in front of Millicent.

On the mask is an old man with a smile on his face, and his smile is a little lewd.

The masked man is tall, wearing a heavy apron, and has several bags of spices on his waist. He looks like a chef.

The tall masked man holds two large hatchets with intertwined canine teeth and curved hard horns.

It is in weapons of this structure that the air wails.

"Who are you?" the masked man said.

"People who can't stand your atrocities." Millicent condensed a fireball in her palm.

"Hahaha, how can we do any atrocities?" the masked man said, "You are the one who is killing us."

Millicent was in disbelief when she heard this, her face full of disgust and hatred.

"Oh, I see, you think we are killing others, right?" The masked man said, "Then you are wrong. These are not people, they are mistakes. They were born from mistakes and lived an ugly and sinful life."

The masked man looked up to the sky and laughed:

"Mistakes should be eliminated!"

The madman's laughter was torn apart by the flames.
To be continued...