Playing poker with the witch took a bit long, and it was already evening.
The green moon was hanging high in the sky, and the streets were deserted. The moonlight sprinkled on the ground seemed to have laid a layer of cold frost on the asphalt road.
Ren jumped out of the window. Under the night, there were two black figures flying quietly towards the balcony of his residence. Their eyes had a little scarlet light flashing, their outlines were similar to bats, and they made almost no sound when flying.
Gargoyle?
Ren frowned, feeling something was wrong again.
Without any time to think about it, he immediately flicked his fingers, and two blue beams of light pierced the void.
Bang!
The two bat-like creatures were hit by the sword light, and their bodies immediately exploded. There was no blood spattering, but instead they were broken like some kind of puppets, and countless pieces of powder were scattered.
"Alchemy puppet, familiar?"
Renn's face was a little surprised. This style and aura looked very much like a wizard.
But it's not like a necromancer. It doesn't seem to be a member of the Immortal Sect as he imagined, but more like the work of a certain witch.
Farther away there was a familiar that looked like a crow. He raised his hand, ready to shoot it down.
"Wait a minute, that's not an enemy, that's my cousin's familiar."
The witch Josephina was wrapped in a white pajamas, revealing her white arms and sexy long legs, walked to the balcony, and shouted.
Her purple hair was naturally let down, her face was rosy, and her eyebrows were filled with a charming mature look. Her radiant look seemed to prove that she had just been fully nourished by the rain and dew of love.
She waved her hand, and the crow familiar flew over and stopped on the balcony guardrail.
Its eyes are dark red, and its appearance is no different from an ordinary crow. It can hardly sense the breath of the Force on its body. It is highly concealed and has a small scroll tied to its leg.
The witch took off the scroll and the crow flapped its wings and flew away.
With a bit of surprise on his face, Ren flew back to the balcony, picked up the witch and walked back to the living room.
After closing the balcony door, he sat back on the sofa. The witch boldly straddled his lap and nestled her body in his arms.
Ren kissed her forehead intimately and asked:
"How is this going?"
The Twilight Witches to which Josefina belongs has three leaders, namely the Nightmare Witch, the Doom Witch, and the Confusion Witch.
Josefina is the nightmare witch.
Her cousin is a confused witch of this generation named Sophia Anaxasis.
"My real body is about to be promoted to the middle saint. I will hold a twin ceremony with my cousin Sophia. This will have a higher success rate. For the sake of safety, the clone must be taken back." The witch's mouth raised and she explained in a slightly proud tone.
"Are you going to make a breakthrough?" Ren said in surprise.
In his impression, a group of witches could barely make ends meet by refining props and selling information. He never thought that they were already preparing to be promoted to intermediate saints.
It seems that she has not been fooling around for more than two hundred years...
"Hey, what's your expression?"
When the witch saw the weird expression on his face that said "You're such a bad guy, you can be promoted to a mid-level saint", she immediately pouted and pinched his ears.
You look down on people so much, she's not good at it, okay?
Ren hummed softly, covered her red lips, and kissed her passionately.
The witch's pretty face turned red when she was kissed, and she was a little moved. She leaned into his arms and said softly:
"Thanks to you this time. If this clone dies, my body will also suffer backlash. The damage to my soul may not be recovered for decades, and I will not be able to complete my promotion at all."
She was a little scared thinking about this.
The opportunity to break through the big bottleneck is not guaranteed. If you don't grasp it, you may be stuck for decades or hundreds of years.
With such a delay and missed opportunities, she might end up being a low-level saint for the rest of her life.
Ren was a little worried and asked: "Is the success rate high?"
The transcendent promotion ceremony is not without risks. If it fails, it may turn into ashes on the spot.
For example, the previous king of the Kingdom of Falorland, Abraham III, failed to forcefully attack the sanctuary and died after his body exploded.
The witch stretched out her hands, caressed his face with her palms, and said lovingly:
"Little man, the few materials you collected in the Secret Territory of Hundred Flowers will be of great help to my promotion ceremony. It can increase the success rate and reduce the backlash. Even if it fails, it will not endanger myself. Thank you."
"That's it."
Ren was a little stunned.
No wonder the witch's feelings towards him suddenly changed qualitatively after this time.
After he got the famous gun, he swept through the Secret Realm of Hundred Flowers and obtained several resources that were very useful to her.
Coupled with the experience of sharing weal and woe and escaping together, a wave of good feelings developed in her heart, and she was able to successfully embrace the beauty.
Ren hugged the beauty, leaned lazily on the sofa, and said:
"After your promotion, let your true body accompany me... no, it's your true body and your clone that accompany me. They both belong to me."
This is the charm of the extraordinary world. A woman may have several bodies.
What he is sleeping with now is just the witch's clone.
"I understand." The witch put her hand on his shoulder and pouted, "Now that I have become your woman, I will serve you with all my heart. If you want, I can also give birth to children for you."
At the end of the sentence, she blushed a little and felt shy.
Mature and charming, with a hint of innocence and shyness, Ren couldn't resist such an alluring charm. He pulled her pajamas off with a forceful pull, revealing a plump and fair body, as if made of white jade, and a sexy body.
The lights suddenly went out and the room fell into darkness.
He hugged her and lay down on the sofa together.
"when are we leaving?"
"We can't delay for too long. I can stay with you for a week at most. My cousin said the ceremony is about to begin."
"Well, you can't refuse any of my requests this week."
"I know... uh uh..."
Alone and alone, apart from playing poker, there seems to be no other way of entertainment.
Playing this card lasts half the night.
And in the next few days, Ren stayed at home and stayed with the witch every day. In addition to practicing, he also exchanged experiences in playing cards.
Sofa, balcony, bathroom, kitchen, bedroom... any place can become a place for romance.
Wren is in no rush to take the lead.
The current situation is turbulent, and his situation is also very delicate. It would not be wrong to hide first to avoid the limelight.
Wait for the feedback from World Tree to end, then jump out...
Ren hid and lived a honeymoon life with the witch. He was very happy, but the others were anxious.
The Demon Hunters Association is anxious, the Immortal Sect is anxious, the Carlo people are anxious, Princess Irene is anxious, the Feuerbach family is anxious...
More and more people started looking for him.
…………
Imperial Center, Jordan County, Palace of the Sun.
Unconsciously, more than a week has passed since the blood sacrifice massacre in Baihua Secret Realm, and the time has come to July.
It was noon, and in a corner of the garden, the bright sunshine was mostly blocked by a few ancient trees. The white walls and flower stands were covered with moon spirit vines, and the environment was quiet.
The Sky Sword Master was holding a small silver metal kettle, standing beside the flower bed, watering the flowers leisurely.
He has an ordinary appearance and simple clothes. At first glance, he looks like an ordinary gardener and does not show any strong demeanor at all.
To put it bluntly, it has an earthy shape and a pedestrian face. It has no distinctive features and is easily ignored by everyone when thrown into a crowd.
Not long after, a tall man with a square face, wearing a gold crown, expensive silk clothes and boots decorated with silver came over.
"Good day, Your Majesty."
On both sides of the garden road, several heavily armed patrol guards saw this man and immediately saluted.
This is Fitz II, the emperor of the Nokman Empire, whose full name is Fitz Green Feuerbach.
"You guys should step back first."
Fitz II said softly, not angry but proud. The aura on his body was as unpredictable as the vast ocean, faintly resonating with the natural force in the surrounding void.
Several royal knights nodded, bowed and retreated.
The Sky Sword Master who was watering the flowers heard the noise and turned around to see His Majesty the King. He put down the kettle and flicked it with his finger.
A sword energy burst out, turning into a fat doll carved from pink and jade.
"Water these flower beds again."
"Understood, Dad Juggernaut, I promise to complete the mission!"
The fat baby patted his chest and shouted, then picked up the kettle and started watering the flowers in the garden.
Seeing this scene, Fitz II's face twitched not far away.
Although he was a king-level warrior and knew swordsmanship, he still couldn't understand how his cousin made these sword-qi dolls.
Even if the Sword Master of the Sky taught him, he wouldn't be able to learn it.
He knew the realm of "sword energy has spirit", but ordinary sword energy has spirit, how could it be so outrageous...
"Your Majesty, how is the matter handled?" Sky Sword Master asked.
"It's not bad, the Kara people actually know that this matter has nothing to do with us. Although the witch of the Eternal Life Sect pretended to be Kesha to visit their ancestral land, if there are no traitors among them, the demons will not be able to steal anything.
The remains of the Barbarian King."
Fitz II said, rubbing his eyebrows with his right hand, his face looked a little tired and helpless. Obviously, things were not as simple as he said.
The Kara people are an ancient barbarian tribe with a very long history, which has continued since thousands of years ago. Of course, there have been gaps in the history of the tribe, and some long-standing inheritance and records have been lost.
Two thousand years ago, the Sun King also relied on the power of the Kara people when he led the human uprising.
Since then, the Feuerbach family and the Kara tribe have been friends for generations, and the relationship between the two parties is very good. Even the statue of David, the Sun King, is enshrined in the ancestral land of the Kara tribe. They regard the Sun King as the "barbarian god."
One of the "descendants".
The demon's corpse-stealing plan took advantage of this relationship...
Although it has been confirmed that this was not the fault of the Feuerbach family and that the culprit was a demon, the enemy was pretending to be Princess Kesa after all.
Gurba, the leader of the Kara people, insisted on meeting Kesha to completely eliminate her suspicion.
He also asked the Feuerbach family to help find Count Connaught.
"oh."
The Sky Sword Master obviously didn't care about this kind of thing, and he said "Oh" to show that he knew.
Fitz didn't expect his cousin to care about such a thing. He sighed and asked:
"You really don't know where Earl Conor has gone? Gulbarai is here and won't leave. I hope we can help find someone."
Everyone knows that Earl Conor should have fled into the Nockman Empire.
But the empire is so vast, and without specific information, finding someone is like looking for a needle in a haystack.
"I have no idea."
Sky Sword Master shook his head, "Kesha may know, after all, he is her fiancé. You can ask her."
Fitz II: "..."
He also wanted to go, but he was a little afraid.
Before Kesha regained her former memory and authority, he could barely be considered her father. Now...
She was in the middle of a ceremony, and it was hard to say that she wouldn't be angry that something like this was disturbing her.
Fitz thought for a while and decided to wait, at least until Kesha successfully completed the ceremony.
The Sword Master of the Sky doesn't pay much attention to the whereabouts of the ancient corpse. He is interested in other things.
"I cut off the Guilty Crown with my sword. How did the Demon Emperor react? Did he come to the empire?"
Speaking of this, his tone was obviously a bit excited, as if he couldn't wait to compete with the Demon Emperor's Imperial City.
"..."
Fitz II choked for a moment and was a little speechless. He didn't know whether he was lucky or helpless and said, "No, the Demon King's body seems to have not fully awakened. His clone is in Beihai, and the elder of the earth has been following him."
"North Sea?"
The Sky Sword Master was a little disappointed and frowned, "What is the Demon Emperor doing in Beihai?"
The North Sea Islands have always been synonymous with remoteness and chaos.
If Hades hadn't appeared more than a thousand years ago, few people would have paid attention to that poor place.
"The Demon Emperor suspects that Pluto of the North Sea is not dead. This is what the elder of the earth said. This matter is a bit strange. The Natural School thinks that the Demon Emperor either knows something or is deliberately misleading others."
Fitz II replied, his eyes full of doubt and confusion.
The God of Storm War, the Barbarian King of the Western Wilderness, and the Pluto of the North Sea are all the strongest human beings in the Fourth Age. They are known as the "Three Kings of Holy War" and the "Three Supreme Kings" and are powerful throughout the ages.
But no matter how powerful they are, they should have died long ago.
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Pluto of the North Sea is indeed an earth-shattering strong man, having killed more than one dark monarch.
But even the Storm War God, the leader of the Three Kings, is dead, how can he survive until now?
"I hope he is still alive."
Cang Qiong Sword Master said calmly, "In this way, I can see the strength of the three supreme kings."
Fitz II: "..."
Not necessary.
No matter how strong they are, they won't be much stronger than you.
Among the three supreme kings, none is stronger than the Demon Emperor. If the Demon Emperor had not suffered from old injuries and had to sleep, the Storm War God might not be able to defeat him...
Fitz II complained in his heart. Anyway, he felt that the three supreme kings who boasted of their miraculous powers were not necessarily stronger than the later conquerors.
Emperor William blasted the Demon Emperor's main battle clone head-on and severely damaged the Demon Emperor's body. This was more valuable than the group fight tactics of the Three Supreme Kings. However, the pinnacle battle of the Fifth Age took place in the Abyss of Heaven.
The achievements were not publicized.
But Elder Tian will not lie to anyone, at least for this kind of thing, there is no need to lie to anyone...
Seeing that Sky Sword Master really didn't know the whereabouts of Earl Conor, Fitz II was about to leave, but he remembered something and stopped talking before leaving.
"What's the matter?" Cang Qiong Sword Master said calmly.
"It's nothing, I just hope you don't find anyone to practice swordsmanship at will. The church is very dissatisfied with Captain Richard's matter." Fitz II said with a bitter smile.
"Understood."
"..."
Come on, I guess I still didn’t really listen to it.
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A few days later, Empire, Northwest Territory.
Hal, the genius of the Witcher Association, was flying over a forest. He held a black-grained gold compass in his hand and glanced at it from time to time.
"I said, wouldn't it be too stupid for us to look for someone like this? What if Renn doesn't have a token with him, or has taken off the locating device on the token?"
The top management of the association really specializes in issuing such idiotic tasks.
The top talent of the Witcher Association, "Shadow Hand" Chris, was wearing a black tights, his body flashing and jumping among the shadows of the woods.
His body looks a bit blurry and illusory, and he can ignore obstacles and move freely through the shadows.
Chris' baby face was expressionless and he said:
"The mission is the mission, it must be completed, hurry up, there are still three cities and 21 small towns on the northwest border that have not been searched."
According to the information revealed by the Sky Sword Master, there is a high probability that Earl Conor has entered the empire's territory.
The location is the northwest border, which borders the southeastern border of Faroland.
In addition, Ren has the token of the Demon Hunter Association on him, so he can barely delineate an area.
"Oh, my God, it's really a mouthful at the top, but a broken leg at the bottom."
Hal, the human-headed dog, glared with dead eyes, looked impatient, and complained, "I'm just wondering, what is the kid Ren hiding? As long as he goes to the association headquarters, the demon king Samael will not dare to come and cause trouble."
"
Chris shook his head and said, "I can understand his thinking."
"Um?"
"Hal, Ren's situation is different from ours. He is not a genius cultivated by the association since he was a child. He doesn't even know a few of the association's top executives. How can he trust those old guys?" Chris said calmly.
Hal then suddenly realized.
Yes, if you are not familiar with it, there is no trust.
Ancient corpse + a famous gun + massive resources in the secret territory. With such a wealth, the king would be jealous. It is not impossible to kill people and get goods...
Hal shrugged and said, "Then he died? He was clicked."
Chris rolled his eyes and didn't bother to pay attention to him.
More than ten days have passed since the blood sacrifice massacre in the Hundred Flowers Secret Realm, and Earl Connoll has not appeared.
Some people say that he may have been killed by the demon or old Forrest.
Some people also say that he is hiding.
Most people thought they were hiding, because it was not an easy task to kill the Farolan Sword Master with a famous gun.
Some time ago, during the incident in the Hundred Flowers Secret Realm, if the demon had not arranged it in advance and sealed the secret realm with the "Guilty Crown", a sword master with a famous gun could have taken advantage of the chaos and escaped, and it would have been difficult to stop him.
And this kind of killing situation is not arranged just because you want to, and few forces can have the handwriting of the devil.
Therefore, as long as Earl Conor is not stupid enough to sacrifice his life in front of the Demon Lord, he will definitely still be alive.
The two stopped talking and continued searching, looking for the person in one town after another.
The method is a bit clumsy, but it is not ineffective. As long as Ren didn't throw away the token, they would definitely be able to find something in the same town.
Perhaps due to luck, they approached Mara Town one day later.
Hal and Chris took the compass and headed straight to the town.
boom!
Suddenly, the situation above the town changed, thunder broke out in the clear sky, and the natural force in the void became turbulent, turning into thousands of dazzling force torrents like lightning, falling towards a certain tavern!
Thousands of light streams of the original force, like worshiping an emperor, arched the building.
Hal, the human-headed dog, suddenly widened his eyes and lost his voice:
"Your Majesty, someone has broken through to the realm of the King?!"
Next to him, Chris, the Hand of Shadows, was also stunned, with a look of disbelief on his face.
In a remote and inconspicuous town on the border of the empire, there is actually a king-level powerful man.
Even if you are not a local, whoever wants to make a breakthrough should not look for a place like this.