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Chapter 11. You may die!)

The prerequisite for using Su Sheng’s magic is to ensure that the torso is intact. If even the torso is smashed into flesh paste, then no magic will work.

In other words, this witch's old believer has died so much that he cannot die any more.

But this is not a good thing for the witch believer.

Simon's eyes were set on Elitoya.

The execution of the Saint, this is what the outside world calls Alitoya.

As a saint who has cultivated all resources from the Earth Mother Church, the witch old believers who fell into her hands will not have a good end. It is already a good thing to be able to die simply.

As Simon said before, she is an abnormal woman.

Elitoya turned her head, and her delicate face covered in pieces of flesh and blood showed an extremely warm smile to Simon.

Deep in that smile... there is also the madness and obsession that makes people feel thrust.

"I'll trouble you here, Elitoya."

Elitoya still didn't say anything, but just smiled and nodded in response to Simon.

After receiving the answer, Simon did not stay where he was and quickly turned around and left.

"Master Simon."

Seeing Simon leave, Lolina reacted as soon as she moved her feet and planned to follow her.

The next moment, the cold woman's voice suddenly rang in her ears!

"Stay away from Simon!"

Why?

This sudden sound made Lolina stop.

She turned her head in a silence.

Saint Elitoya still had the heart-warming smile, as if she was wearing a smiling human skin mask on her face.

At this moment, those big green eyes were staring at Lolina motionlessly.

Staring motionlessly—

Feeling the other party's pure gaze, Lolina suddenly felt a chill in her heart for some reason.

She swallowed, turned around and followed Simon immediately.

Only Saint Elitoya is left in the dark dungeon.

After a while, Elitoya turned her head and silently stared at the pool of old witches on the ground, the pure saint robe swaying.

"Brother Simon..."

She was obsessed with the name.

......

After leaving the Grey Moon Dungeon, Simon found an excuse to send Lorina and a group of guards away, and came to an abandoned manor alone.

This was originally the home of a local tyrant gentry.

Relying on his relatives to the previous Grey Moon Lord, the other party exploited and oppressed the people of Grey Moon Lord.

Of course, a justice guard like Simon will not allow the other party to commit violence in his own territory.

The final result was that the tyrant gentry was suppressed, and the manor was taken as his own land by Simon.

However, due to lack of management for a long time, it became like this abandoned appearance.

Simon couldn't help but shrugging as he looked at the abandoned manor.

To be honest, he didn't actually want to be here at this time.

Compared with the people here, the Scourge Red Star is much cute.

Simon moved his footsteps and walked inward.

The more you go inside, the darker the light becomes.

The shadow of the manor house teared Simon's limbs like a maggot.

The temperature was gradually peeling off, and an indescribable whisper rang.

Then--

"It's really unimaginable. Isn't this our great Lord of the West, the righteous, and the people who give everything to the people? Why did you come to me today if you have time?"

Female voice sounded.

The next moment, light poured in and everything became visible.

At the forefront of the sight is a woman.

The woman has long black hair, delicate and soft facial features, big black eyes, and cherry pink lips.

The other party was wearing a graceful black evening dress and holding a cup of black tea in his hand, looking at ease.

But the most eye-catching thing is not the other person's beauty, but the one she has...it makes people intoxicated with the magical charm.

Yes.

This terrifying magic charm even makes people feel that even if she cut her delicate dough with a knife... she is still so beautiful that it makes people suffocate.

Simon squinted his eyes and spit out the taboo name:

"Tisara."

This is the name of the Eternal Night Witch, which is considered the name of the curse on the continent of Ivey.

Everyone avoids this name. Ordinary civilians will be sentenced to death if they just say this name in public.

Even if it is a nobleman, the best result is that he will be deposed as a nobleman and become a civilian.

"Yes. My night watchman. I can hear it."

Tisara put down her teacup, showed a bright smile, stood up and walked towards Simon step by step.

“…” Simon.

Once the Eternal Night Witch wakes up, light and day will never come to the Ivy continent.

If Alitoya is the agent who symbolizes the Mother of Earth walking in the human world, then the night watcher represents the Eternal Night Witch walking on this continent.

If ordinary people were standing here, they would have been shocked to the point of being aphasia and confusion.

The Lord of the Gray Moon Fortress, the owner of the largest guild in the continent, the Imperial Morning Light, Simon, known as the crazy believer of the Earth Mother Church... was actually the night watchman of the Eternal Night Witch. And the Eternal Night Witch Tisara... is still alive!

According to legend, the Eternal Night Witch Tisara was killed by the supreme Four Pillar Gods, and finally divided her head, hands, feet, and torso into various parts of the Ive Continent.

"Yeah...Yeah..."

Inhale in and smell the sound of smelling.

The eternal night witch Tisara's delicate nose wings moved slightly... She was actually pulling Simon back and forth and smelling the smell.

After a while, she frowned and stood firm again. Her eyes looked at Simon with a little bad look:

"How come you have the smell of another woman? And it's the smell of that woman, whom I don't like the least?"

“…” Simon.

Is this important?

Simon really wants to ask.

"This is more important than anything else, Simon, you can only be mine." The witch Tisara licked her lips as if she could read her heart, staring at Simon without blinking.

"Compared with these..." Simon picked up the black tea cup that Tisara had just drunk and drank it in one sip: "You are too nervous, Tisara."

Look at what's in this room?

Black tea table, small soft leather sofa, soft carpet and luxuriously decorated large bed.

Without thinking, Tisara must have gone out again.

Have you ever seen the eternal night witch who existed in the long-standing legend and bargaining with those vendors who built home furnishings and carpenters?

And whenever the bargaining fails, the woman will hold herself and cry like a child, begging him to buy the furniture.

Well, yes, this is his good teammate of Simon.

Tisara, the witch of Eternal Night.

Simon looked at the other person expressionlessly.

"Living alone in such a place must require some adjustment. Does Simon bear to see me staying alone in this place but not even having a basic guarantee of life?"

Facing Simon's gaze, Tisara waved without any attention.

The black tea cup in Simon's hand floated to her hand swayingly.

She said while drinking, without raising her head:

"So what? What's the situation? Have you got the last piece of debris in the ruins?"

"If you can't get it again."

Tisara put down her teacup and looked at Simon with a cold and heavy look.

"You will die."
Chapter completed!
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