The witch enveloped by the two formations felt the crisis.
"scare!"
A foot-long red light suddenly burst out from the eyes of the red witch Claire, and she screamed, the sound waves rolling!
Thick psychic chains that seemed to be composed of countless blood threads stretched out from the blood lotus behind her.
In an instant, she seemed to have turned into a monster with countless giant tails, and the black and red chains made of dried blood were waving wildly!
Boom boom boom!
The sawdust was thrown by the chains, and the branches protruding from the surrounding woods were shattered. A part of the black and red chains broke free and stabbed Ren and Catherine hard!
Catherine's eyes narrowed, and the "Nature Spirit" magic circle shone brightly.
The vines behind her immediately grew wildly, piercing the black and red chains one by one!
The green rattan on the side also joined the battlefield, entangled with the red chain and fought with each other.
Frowning slightly, Claire raised her hands.
Immediately, countless blood mist rose up, like a layer of blood cloud blocking the halo of the small six-pointed star in the sky, and spread at the same time, covering the six-pointed star array on the ground.
The corrosive power of the starlight suddenly decreased.
Many of the infected stardust are like rusty chains that have returned to black and red!
Boom boom~
Several more chains broke free from the entanglement of the rattan branches and stabbed at the painting in the center of the formation, trying to recapture the painting.
Claire is actually very passive, she could have tried to break the formation violently.
But the formation eye is a self-portrait of her husband. If the formation is forcibly destroyed, the portrait in the formation eye will inevitably break.
The resentment of Igor, who has lost his sustenance, will soon dissipate!
'Onikiri!'
Ren immediately jumped up, drew his sword and slashed it at an angle. With a clang of blue sword light, he cut off several black and red chains that were stabbing at the portrait!
However, the situation is not optimistic. When the Star Formation is obscured, more and more black and red chains will break free.
"Let the spirit of nature awaken, let the dusty mind gradually clarify in the distant tranquility, revealing the light that shines through all things! Let the dry mind slowly nourish in the moonlight and night dew, and bloom with vitality that reflects nature..."
Catherine's melodious chanting sounded.
The formation "Spirit of Nature" was operating to its extreme, and flower buds began to sprout among the green leaves of the vines behind her.
The fragrance of flowers overflowed, the white flowers bloomed, the vines trembled slightly, and petals flew out, circling in the air around Catherine.
Like an elf in a flower, Catherine clasped her hands together and slowly opened them up and down.
A bright crescent moon appeared in front of her eyes, and then it shone brightly, and the white petals in the sky were dyed crimson.
"Moon of Glory!"
The light of the bright moon spreads out, the petals are like rain, like countless blades whirling, flying towards Claire like a storm!
Feeling the fatal intention, the witch took back the black and red chain.
Layers of chains formed an iron wall in front of him.
"despair!"
At the same time, Renn lightly stepped on the ground somewhere with his right leg, injecting the energy of the stars in his body into a certain node on the ground.
After the magic circle on the sole of the foot was operating to its maximum, it suddenly went out.
The next moment, a bright star-like light instantly tore through the blood mist, eroding the black and red chains, and even the blood ring behind the witch shrank and shrank!
Bang! Bang!
at the same time.
The crimson flower rain released by Catherine came quickly, the light shone brightly, and the black and red chain in front of the witch Claire shattered inch by inch.
Or be cut off and scattered all over the place!
Taking advantage of your illness to kill you, Catherine threw out the crimson moon that had been condensed to the extreme in her hand.
boom!
The dazzling crescent blade pierced the sky.
Followed by countless remaining light rain petals, it rushed towards the Red Witch like a horizontal tornado!
Claire's expression turned cold.
Her eyes were full of madness, and the bloody spirit-devouring array under her feet actually floated up and merged into her body.
boom!
In an instant, the surging spiritual energy in the air gathered into an invisible vortex and penetrated directly into the meridians and blood vessels of her body!
Like cracking porcelain, the skin on her arms, legs, and even face split open with blood.
The blood dyed her yellow gauze skirt and shirt dark red.
"ah!"
With a scream, the blood ring behind the red witch Claire completely bloomed.
The blood shone brightly, and the blood ring floated in front of her, standing in front of the petal tornado brought out by Feiyue!
Boom!
The crimson moon released by Catherine was indestructible, its sharp edge cut through all the psychic chains on the blood rings, and almost cut the blood ring in front of the witch in half!
After a loud noise.
The densely packed black and red chains on the blood ring were also flying, hitting the tide of petals like a rain of knives and a tornado.
Clang... Clang!
The sounds of gold and iron clashing echoed through the sky like firecrackers.
The rain of flower blades and the black and red chains collide!
The petals were shattered one by one, and the black and red psychic chains were broken. Almost at the same time, the crimson moon exploded, and the blood lotus exploded immediately, splashing out like gravel!
After a fierce fight, Catherine turned pale and the witch Claire was dripping with blood.
The witch endured the severe pain all over her body.
She gathered the blood flowing out of her body into her right hand, condensed it into a long bloody whip, and suddenly swung it forward!
clang!
Sparks burst out, and Catherine, who was exhausted, reluctantly raised the long knife in her hand and tried her best to hold the witch up and whip her.
But the force of the witch's blood whip was too strong. Claire swung the whip again, causing blood to bleed from the corner of Catherine's mouth. She and her knife were knocked away by the blood whip and fell into the grass!
Claire, who was covered in blood, raised the bloody whip in her hand and was about to apply the knife when two gunshots suddenly rang out.
Ren suddenly took out his demon hunting gun and fired two shots at the portrait standing in the center of the formation!
At this time, the formation of the two warlocks has collapsed, and the portrait of the painter Igor, who is the eye of the formation, has no protection!
Claire was startled and rushed towards her husband's self-portrait like an arrow.
Bang! Bang!
Blood flowers bloomed, and two blood holes appeared on the witch's back.
Blood flowed out from the tear in Claire's clothes on her back, and a demon-hunting bullet even hit her heart.
The witch fell to her knees with a thud.
She held her husband's self-portrait in her hands, her white and blood-stained fingers trembling as she gently stroked her husband's face in the portrait.
Ren, who was holding a demon-hunting gun and was about to hit him again, hesitated slightly when he saw this.
Almost at the same time, Catherine, who was coughing out a mouthful of blood, squatted down and took out the demon hunting pistol.
Bang! Bang!
In the array where spiritual energy was injected into the firearms, the rose pattern on the gun in Catherine's hand lit up, and two golden demon-hunting bullets whizzed past with golden light!
Claire had no intention of evading, she knew she was going to die.
Just when she used the blood whip to knock the female witcher away, she had almost exhausted all her strength.
The spirit-devouring array was forcibly transferred to her body, and the meridians and blood vessels throughout her body had burst.
When the core blood ring was destroyed, she also suffered backlash. She was shot in the heart again, and the old wounds on her lower abdomen also recurred. The witch was already on her deathbed.
puff!
The magic bullet hit the witch like a golden meteor.
Two groups of blood flowers bloomed, and then, raging golden flames burned from her back, trying to swallow the witch completely!
The merciless fire burned her body, but Claire didn't scream.
She stared blankly at the burning portrait and tried to put it out with her blackened arms, but the flames only grew stronger and stronger.
"No, stop... stop!"
The witch reached out and slapped the portrait, crying feebly.
Seeing this, Ren sighed and put down his demon-hunting gun - the outcome was decided, but winning was disgraceful.
He went over and helped Catherine up, who was half-crouching and looking pale.
The portrait was quickly burned, and the black and red runes remaining on the witch's body to resist the flames became extremely dim.
She is about to be burned to ashes by the golden "fire of the sun".
The self-portrait of the painter Igor disappeared, and Claire looked at the ashes on the ground in despair, with a look of despair.
It's like going back to a time when there was nothing.
Suddenly, a vague black shadow appeared from the ashes of the fire.
"He" wanted to reach out and touch the witch's face, but the illusory arm went directly through it.
The witch wiped the tears from her face and showed a gentle smile.
Claire let go of all her defenses, gathered the last remaining bit of spiritual energy in her palm, and finally held "his" hand.
The golden flame suddenly surged, lighting up the entire small square in the abandoned park, and the flames completely engulfed her and him.
Beside the dancing flames, Ren and Catherine watched all this in silence.
After a long silence, Ren said softly:
"Catherine, we won in a despicable manner, taking advantage of the last bit of light in a poor woman's heart."
Catherine's tone was a little weak and she leaned on Ren's shoulder:
"Who can tell clearly what is right and wrong in this world, love, hate, joy and sorrow?
Claire also killed many people, who would care about those innocent dead?"
Renn shook his head:
"You are right. People often say that poor people must be hateful. I actually don't like this sentence.
Can a person's misfortune and pain really be summed up so easily?
Those bystanders are often the most indifferent and callous. They label others lightly without even thinking about understanding them."
Catherine swayed and hugged Ren's left arm.
She leaned her head on his shoulder. She had just exhausted all her strength and was injured again. She was very tired and said in a weak voice:
"You reacted very quickly just now and saved my life. Little man, can you pack up the loot and send me home?"
Ren hesitated for a moment, put his arms on her back and legs, and picked up Catherine.
He took one look at her fair and beautiful face, walked to the center of the square, and picked up a transparent crystal shining with red light from the ashes.
At this time, the moon passed through the dark clouds and shed its clear light.
He held her in his arms and walked slowly in the lonely alley.
In his arms, Catherine stared at Ren's young but resolute face, smiled slightly and said:
"Ren, did you know? In fact, the arrangement of the Red Witch is perfect. We should not be able to find her as the mastermind behind this."
"Why?" Renn paused, a little confused.
"The knowledge in books inevitably has some limitations. When evil spirits harm people, they usually stir up the shadows in that person's heart... However, as the first victim, what John Harkes saw was the memory of the painter himself.
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Renn reacted quickly and thought of the problem:
"You mean, the painter Igor, who was just turned into a ghost by Claire, actually consciously stopped his wife?"
"Yes, the painter Igor probably didn't want to harm her, he just didn't want his wife to be like before."
Catherine's beautiful eyes are looking at the moon in the sky. Should she, and her cousin who is connected to her fate, "Valkyrie" Kesa, also have a destination?
I don't know what came to mind, Catherine was in a trance and said softly: "Maybe, this is love."
