In the hut, the corpse of the evil female villain who had just died and was quite warm suddenly dried up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally turned into a pile of black ash. The culprit of all this was a man.
The Furui girl who is half human and half goat.
After absorbing the remaining life force in the corpse, Correa's complexion became very rosy, and her energy and spirit were obviously improved. At this time, the black sheep girl felt that she was in great condition, as if she could stay up all night for ten and a half days.
You won’t feel tired even after a month.
She even felt that her energy was a little too strong, and she had the illusion that it was about to overflow.
No, this was not an illusion, but reality. However, she felt a little overwhelmed and needed to vent her excess strength.
Correa looked down at her seriously injured father, squatted down quickly, and then reversed the feeling she had just absorbed the life force of the corpse. Suddenly, the energy in her body that was about to overflow found a channel, and swarmed in.
go.
As a result, the face of the girl who was full of energy just now began to look tired. However, on the other hand, the man on the ground who was almost out of breath but out of breath became much more stable, and his face, which was originally as pale as paper, also recovered a little.
blood.
Although he has not recovered yet, he is out of danger.
"Well, for the first time you used the spell, you performed well, but the loss rate during the blood demon transformation process is still too high. Otherwise, you should be able to completely cure your father directly."
A female voice suddenly came from the window, she said this.
This frightened the black sheep girl who had just breathed a sigh of relief. She subconsciously picked up the sickle in her hand and swung it, but she only cut off a few white feathers.
"Oh my god, you scared me to death. This kid is really decisive in killing. He is indeed the gift of a wise man."
Dorothy the white dove stretched out her wings and wiped the non-existent cold sweat on the bird's head, and said with lingering fear.
She never expected that the first danger to her life in this witch night would come from one of her own. If she hadn't reacted well, she would have been almost taken away by a scythe.
At this time, Correa also looked at the white dove that could only talk in shock, but the girl who had just encountered a disaster still did not relax her vigilance at this time.
However, another white shadow flashed past, and when the black sheep girl came to her senses again, the sickle in her hand had disappeared.
Looking at the direction of the white dove, I saw a handsome white eagle standing beside the white dove. It was holding Correa's sickle in its talons, and its sharp eagle eyes were staring at it evilly.
The black sheep girl even had a hint of suppressed murderous intent.
Obviously, the white eagle was angry at Correa for almost hurting the white dove before.
On Correa's side, the pitch-black goat transformed from her shadow also jumped onto the girl's shoulder, and then said with some urgency.
"Move quickly, these two birds are difficult to deal with."
Although Baphomet lost his power because his daughter's bloodline was suppressed, as the Demon God of the Abyss, his knowledge remained.
He could tell at a glance that these two birds were very sophisticated transformation techniques. Although the magic level did not look very high, judging from the almost flawless transformation effect, this spell was not something that ordinary people could use.
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Well, at least it shouldn't be at the level of magic that native mages of this weak and backward world should have.
Obviously, this is the intervention of outside forces, but we don't know whether the other party is from heaven, the dragon world, or several other relatively powerful silver races.
But no matter who the opponent is, it is not something that his daughter, who has just awakened, can handle. He only has such a bloodline in this world, so naturally he must cherish it, otherwise he will lose the beacon and the advent container.
This world has no chance.
However, Correia ignored the warning from the dark goat who claimed to be her father. Instead, she looked at the white dove that was combing its messy feathers with some surprise.
"Is this voice a nun sister?"
The black sheep girl squinted her eyes and asked happily.
Dorothy was quite calm when she was stared at by those blood-colored sheep-shaped eyes. Although the girl's eyes seemed to have reached the standard of magic eyes, which were born with the effect of making the person being stared at feel frightened, but the same
It's Yangtong. This girl is far behind Senior Sister Fanni.
Dorothy, who had long been accustomed to Senior Sister Fanny's gaze, felt no pressure from it.
"Well, it's me. I left in a hurry last time and I forgot to ask your name."
Dorothy the white dove nodded, and then asked.
The house witch was slightly nervous at this time. After all, the more she looked at this black sheep girl, the more she looked like the demon sage in later generations.
"Sister Sister, my name is Correa."
The black sheep girl lowered her head shyly and said.
Dorothy: "."
Bai Gesheng raised his head helplessly and looked at the tattered roof above his head.
Wow, that's really the boss.
However, the Otaku Witch quickly adjusted her mentality. After all, the God King has become her good sister, so asking the future sage to call her sister is not taking advantage of the boss.
Yeah, yeah, it's okay to be arrogant.
The guilty Dorothy cheered herself up like this.
She was now a little worried that what happened during the Witch's Night would be seen by outsiders.
If it were a normal Witch Night, then people outside would definitely be able to see it. After all, there used to be witch students who used to live broadcast the entire process of Witch Night on the Magic Network.
It's just that this time the Witch's Night was weird from beginning to end, and everyone started out as mortals. With the lost power, they no longer have the ability to broadcast live, and they don't even remember how to connect to the magic network.
However, the participants cannot, but will the college teachers outside who are managers still be able to watch the surveillance?
The otaku witch felt a little numb when she thought that her magical experience, which was worthy of being a sister of the God King, might be watched by a group of teachers in the academy.
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Damn it, if the news really gets out, how can I live my life? I'm afraid I won't be remembered until death by the big guys.
After all, let’s not mention her identity as the sister of the Lord God King, but the sister of the Black Sheep Sage.
The Black Sheep Sage is the blood ancestor of the Demon King. If you want to be the sister of the Black Sheep Sage, do you want the Demon King to call you grandma?
Oh my god, this generation is all in chaos.
The otaku witch can only hope that Lord God, the owner of the dream, can block the outside world's attention. Otherwise, when the witch night ends, it will be the day when someone else dies, and she may have to escape from the witch world in an embarrassing night.
"Forget it, it's okay. At least I didn't bring anything up to the Dragon King. Otherwise, it would be really embarrassing if my ancestor's ancestor turned out to be me."
Dorothy comforted herself in this way.
After her mind wandered for a while, the otaku witch came back to her senses. She shook her head to get rid of distracting thoughts, and then continued to look at Correa in front of her.
Maybe the problem was too big and there was no point in panicking, so surprisingly she didn't panic at this time and could look at this future sage with a normal mind.
Whether there is a sage or not is a matter of the future. Who is not a future to look forward to? Anyway, as far as the current situation of Witch Night is concerned, this Correia is really just a little girl, so treat a little girl the same way.
Just face it with an attitude.
"So, Correa, how does it feel to have power?"
Bai Ge tilted her head and looked at the black sheep girl in front of her and asked.
In this regard, Ke Leiya also thought about it for a moment. Although her body has become an adult under the influence of magic, mentally, she is still the same ten-year-old girl. This kind of problem is indeed a bit difficult for her.
It's complicated.
"I'm sorry, Sister Sister, I don't know how to answer you, but I can protect my parents now, which makes me very happy."
The black sheep girl finally scratched her head and said with some shame.
"No, you answered very well, which proves that I was right about you. You are indeed a good boy."
Bai Ge nodded, and then praised, but then she changed the subject.
"But your trouble hasn't been completely solved. You just cut the grass, but you didn't get rid of the root."
Dorothy looked in the direction of the evil woman who had been drained of her life force and turned into black ashes all over the ground, and then shook her head.
"There seems to be some force behind this woman. If she dies here now, then the force behind her will definitely not give up and will pursue it to the end. And I suspect that this evil woman actually came for you from the beginning."
The otaku witch glanced at the dark goat on the black sheep girl's shoulder, and then said this.
After hearing such words, Correa also fell silent. Although she was young, she grew up in such a ghost place, so she naturally understood the stakes involved.
For a moment, the girl was a little at a loss. After all, no matter how precocious the child suddenly encountered this kind of thing, she would not know what to do. Subconsciously, Correa looked at the white dove in front of her again, looking forward to the nun.
My sister can give her an idea.
"Hey, you stupid kid, don't listen to this woman's nonsense. She is not a good person at first glance. She obviously wants to take advantage of you."
The dark goat on the girl's shoulder was a little anxious now. As an abyss demon, he had always been the one to abduct others, but if he didn't say anything now, his daughter would soon be abducted by the woman opposite who didn't know the details.
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However, the conscientious advice of the old demon father was quickly silenced by the daughter of a filial piety person.
"Shut up, you are so ugly and a devil, you don't look like a good person."
Correa turned her head, looked at the dark goat on her shoulder, and then said this sternly.
Rather than being good-looking, she was given a necklace before and a nun who gave her the power to heal her father's injury. This person of unknown origin suddenly appeared in her mind and encouraged her to kill people as soon as she appeared. Even after killing people, she didn't know what to do.
The goat demon that saves people is obviously worse.
The little girl doesn't understand what a good person is and what a bad person is, but she is still more willing to trust the nun. After all, even if they are both transformed into animals, the white dove is obviously more beautiful than the black sheep.
Baphomet: "."
The Demon God of the Abyss was trembling with anger at this time. He never thought that he would be disliked by his own daughter because of his ugly appearance.
Really beep beep beep, how could he give birth to such a brainless daughter despite his wise life?
emmmm, well, it seems that he himself is originally a devil of the fighting sect, not a cunning devil of the intellectual fighting sect. It is normal for the daughter he gave birth to not to have a very good brain.
Baphomet was silent for a moment, and then his already dark sheep face turned even darker.
He opened his mouth to say something more, but what else could he say? Could it be that the villain who had been bullying your whole family before was actually arranged by my religious order to stimulate your awakening?
Although the majestic Demon God of the Abyss would definitely not personally arrange such a small task, the evil woman was the decision of the cult that believed in him, and if Baphomet hadn't just sensed the budding power of his bloodline, he might have
I won't pay attention to the existence of this weak world.
But speaking of that, those religious groups are really talented. He himself doesn't remember when he bestowed a few drops of blood on them. It was probably handled automatically by the program that was set up to automatically respond to the sacrifice at random.
Baphomet thought of how he was too lazy to respond to the cultists who harassed him with sacrifice rituals and disturbed his sleep every day, so he was too lazy to create an automatic response program. He did lose a few drops of blood and a bunch of
Miscellaneous garbage is used as a prize, so that people can respond to the sacrifice automatically.
Now that I think about it, it seems that the cult group in this world was lucky enough to get those few drops of his demon blood from a pile of garbage.
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In short, his daughter's sufferings over the years are indeed all caused by him. He can't get rid of this Guoba Fengte, and it's not really a blame. After all, he really doesn't have any good intentions for this daughter.
As a normal race of demons, there are naturally good demons and bad demons, demons with a gentle temper, and demons with a bad temper.
Each demon has a different temperament, character, and outlook. They are not all brainless villains who do bad things like in the legend.
They who control the power of original sin are actually more emotional than most races, and they are more clear-cut about love and hate. What they value is freedom and unrestraint.
Although it is because he is too free-spirited that his reputation is not very good.
However, as a demon god with many children, even if Baphomet is affectionate, his heart and love are not enough, so he actually doesn't pay much attention to most of his children, and only the best children can enter.
His eyes.
And there is nothing to feel bad about such a cheap daughter who only contains a weak bloodline of his. He has no psychological burden at all when using her.
Of course, even demons are rarely cold-blooded enough to harm their own bloodline descendants. This is inconsistent with the instinct of living creatures to continue their race.
Baphomet didn't really intend to do anything to his daughter. He just wanted to use her as a springboard to gradually annex the entire world.
When he gets this world, he doesn't mind giving it to his daughter as a gift and letting her manage it on his behalf.
It's a pity that the plan was beautiful, but the reality was cruel. Before he had time to establish trust with this cheap daughter, he was cut off directly.
This made the devil very angry.
No, I must not let my daughter know that the cult group is related to me, otherwise I am afraid the father and daughter will turn against each other, so I have to find a way to silence them first.
The free-spirited demon god suddenly decided the fate of the cultists who originally believed in him.
The devil is thinking.
I've been crazy about my pursuits lately. Is it because I've lost my writing? I'm still trying to keep it up. Damn it, I'm afraid I won't bother to read it if I keep it up. I'll be trembling with anger.
