There is no way the Liberian girl could lay eggs!

Only that adult could perform this kind of magic that distorts the "instrument"...

In other words, only those who have mastered the golden rhythm are qualified to distort the "instrument".

That means it was Ke La's hand that was pulling it.

"Chief...why...my spell..."

"This is... tuning... I..."

"I'm sorry, Emily. I once said that my choice has not changed."

Walking forward, Kela used his body to catch Emily who had collapsed to the ground.

Leaning against Kela's side, Emily looked up at the chief who treated them like family and laughed bitterly: "Ha...haha, actually...it's nothing."

"We have betrayed so many people in our lives, so many..."

Emily slowly closed her eyes and took her last breath. The soft hum that sounded like her last words reached Kola's ears.

"The Eternal Tower of Helhunzollon... I'll be waiting for you on the stairs soon..."

"...chief."

With that, Emily's body turned to dust and dissipated, leaving only the black robe that remained to prove her existence.

Kola's sudden betrayal caught them off guard. The three people fighting with Talina were pierced through the throat by their own spells before they could react, following in Emily's footsteps.

Looking at Kela in surprise and doubt, Talina found that she could no longer see this elder clearly.

At first, they thought she was a good person and asked her to help take care of the children. However, after her identity was revealed, they found out that she was a remnant of the Witch King.

But when she thought that Kela was a remnant of the Witch King, Kela suddenly turned against her and killed her own people.

"She's dead."

Looking at Emily's black robe, Viviana slowly stood up from the ground: "Most of them are dead, and the rest are just fighting desperately."

"I guess so."

With a self-deprecating laugh, Kela stood quietly there, staring at the dim candlelight in front of him.

"You have deceived the followers of Herhomzoron."

"Yes, becoming the 'chief' of the remnants of the Witch King, giving them bait and hope, and guiding them into the abyss is the mission the Queen has given me."

"It has been twenty-three years. Everything about the Witch King, those long nightmares, the fear rooted in the heart, the meaningless ambitions, it is time for these things to disappear from this country."

"But why... is the tuning still going on?"

Looking at the remnants of the Witch King who were killed one after another by her spells, Viviana asked in confusion.

"because..."

"Werner is involved..."

PS: This chapter is the one I missed before, Chapter 58. I will move it to the front when my computer is ready.

Volume 8: Chapter 86: Guaranteed Win, Sister!

Maria could swear to God that everything she just said was the truth, without any falsehood!

The reason why she spoke out the words hidden in her heart was simply because she felt she could no longer get out of it.

The power brought by the Witch King is too terrifying. If they kill him, this place will collapse and they will die. If they don't kill him, the Witch King will kill them and they will also die.

In this situation where there were no solutions on both ends, Maria really couldn't find any chance at all.

If you don’t say what’s hidden in your heart, you’ll never have the chance to say it again!

So, she convinced herself and convinced herself to face the strange looks from others.

She thought she could withstand all the "rumors", but when she heard that familiar voice, she still had the urge to die here.

Looking at the guy who was leaning his left hand on his uncle's shoulder and acting so nonchalant, Maria felt like the sky was falling!

Why!

Why are they here!

Didn’t you say you can’t get out of here?!

Maria looked at Frémont with grief and anger, her teeth grinding against each other, making a creepy crunching sound.

"Ahem... It's true that we can't get out of here, but the inner layer's protection is worlds apart from the outer layer. We just need to brute force it, and then we can get in..."

After coughing twice in embarrassment, Frémont turned his head away, not daring to look at the child who was younger than him.

The Wasteland is a place where entry is allowed but exit is not. If it were not for the Lich's unparalleled talent, it would be difficult for them to get out.

It is obvious from this that the Witch King Herhunzollon was able to come here to conduct research because of his life knot.

He really didn't expect that someone would dare to step into this mess, so he didn't say anything.

Who knew two people would dare to come in...

It seems that this Kuranta is an acquaintance, is it Lin Guang...?

With his eyes slightly narrowed, Frémont looked at Kuranta who was leaning against him, observing him carefully.

When he saw the other person's face, his pupils shrank sharply.

"One, two, three... everyone's here, and there are quite a few more. Wow! This is... I never thought I'd get to see the emperor of another country in my lifetime!"

The lazy Tolan stretched out his hand to count the number of people. When he saw the two queens, one black and one white, his eyes suddenly lit up.

This was the first time for him, a low-level bounty hunter, to see a person of this level. If it were any other time, he wouldn't even be able to enter the city, let alone see him.

I guess you can only take a look at it on TV.

"Why... aren't you talking?"

No one responded to his words for a long time, which made Tolan, who was lively by nature, vaguely realize that something was wrong.

boom!

Suddenly, a dull sound came from the side, and an indescribable sense of crisis leaped into Tolan's heart, causing his heart to beat uncontrollably faster.

"leave here!"

Without any hesitation, Tolan, who had been acting so carefree just now, immediately ducked down and rolled over, running away. Before leaving, he did not forget to notify his friends.

but...

Mainna was not moved at all. Wearing a new black suit, he looked much more capable than before. The golden gauntlets on his arms shone brightly, and the cross sword slung across his waist was unsheathed in an instant.

The golden blade collided head-on with the Witch King's long-accumulated spell. The collision between the two erupted in a strong storm that made it difficult for people to open their eyes.

"Lin Guang..."

Seeing his spell being blocked, a fierce light flashed in the Witch King's turbid scarlet eyes.

If the Gemini Queens are at the top of his "revenge list", then Lin Guang is undoubtedly the second.

In the past, Casimir, who had reached a cooperation with Letania, sent two knights to travel far to support this decapitation operation. It was with their help that the Twin Queens were able to successfully defeat him.

Now that all the enemies have gathered, there is no better time for revenge!

The part of his heart that was quietly corroded by the evil spirit was slowly merging into this fictional body, subtly influencing him in his heart.

"Herhunzoren...?"

With a flick of his right hand, Mainna turned his head to look at the person in front of him.

"Can you tell me what's going on? Who is this guy in front of me that's emitting black energy? He looks even more powerful than me."

Tolan, who had already run into the crowd in advance, started doing his old job and asking people around him for information.

"Uh... just think of him as the Witch King, it's pretty much the same anyway."

Talina glanced at Maria, who was huddled beside her like an ostrich, and answered Tolan's question helplessly.

It was this guy's words just now that made Maria become autistic. The poor pony must want to die now.

"Is that so...hiss! He's been dead for over ten years, where can I get information from..."

Rubbing his chin in embarrassment, Tolan looked at Mainna in the distance and asked, "Hey! What should we do now? Fight or run? You make a decision."

"Fight! The surrounding space is sealed off. If we want to get out using the previous method... we have to get rid of this guy..."

"and..."

Looking down at the Witch King, Mainna's eyes were scanning his body.

If what he saw when he came in was correct, his brother and sister-in-law were most likely to have a great connection with the person in front of him.

Whether you want to get out or just want to find out, this battle must be fought!

"Well, now that you've spoken, there's no way around it."

Tolan smiled, reached out and pulled out two daggers from his back, then stood up.

"He's very powerful, and his spells are very powerful, so be careful."

After calming down the fishy-sweet feeling that was surging in her heart, Talina reminded him.

"Don't worry, I'm the strongest bounty hunter in Casimir. I guarantee there won't be any bad reviews if I take action!"

Tolan smiled sideways, revealing a row of white teeth, then turned around and rushed forward with a knife in hand.

Then...

Then he flew back at a faster speed...

"Are you OK?"

Looking at Tolan, who was lying not far from her, holding his belly and his face as green as a cucumber, Talina asked with a twitching mouth.

"It's okay... I just got a cold shoulder..."

With a stern face, Tolan turned sideways, his body bent like a cooked shrimp.

"Wait for me to rest for a while... You guys go first, I'll be there soon..."

Well...I can't rely on this person anymore.

Talina rolled her eyes and stood up with the knife in her hand.

The place where I was injured by the Witch King has almost healed. Although it is not completely healed, it will be fine if it is just fighting.

The same thing happened to the others, who stood up one after another.

Except for the unlucky guy Tolan.

"I'm really getting old and confused... Kill him and then find another way!"

Rubbing his painful and swollen temples, Frémont also woke up.

No matter whether it collapses or not, we can find a solution when the time comes. Fighting to the death sounds much better than surrendering.

If he could kill the Witch King once, he could certainly kill him a second time!

What's more, it's a fake!

Black threads emerged from the hole in Flemont's chest and connected to everyone's wrist, even Mainna who was fighting the Witch King in the front.

"Go... I will do my best to resist his transfer spell and create a safe fighting environment for you."

As the silk threads flowed out, Frémont's already old face suddenly looked even older.

"Teacher...you..."

Ermengarde looked at Flemont's actions and couldn't help wanting to speak, but when she saw the determined look on Flemont's face, she closed her mouth again.

As a fellow lich, she certainly knew how dangerous Flemont's action was.

The soul thread...the lich's secret.

The damage sustained can be shared through the silk threads on the body, and this spell can also be reversed...

He has no life on his shoulders, so if anything happens to him, there will be no hope for him!

"Go ahead... He's my student, and I brought him into the Desolate Territory. I have an unshirkable responsibility for the current situation..."

Frémont raised his head, his eyes filled with irrefutable determination.

"As his teacher, I must see him off!"

Volume 8: Chapter 87: It's Raining