592 Possessed Evil Spirit
"Boom!"
In one of the corners of the forest, under the rock wall deep in the open space, accompanied by a roar, the entire rock wall seemed to suddenly explode and began to collapse.
"Click Click Click Click"
Cracks began to spread, causing cracks in the rock walls.
"Bang bang bang"
The gravel burst out from the rock walls continuously, and amid the heavy explosion, it turned into falling rocks one after another and fell to the ground.
For a moment, the entire cliff-like rock wall began to disintegrate and gradually turned into a ruin, causing the blast to rage with dust, causing the roar to keep ringing and echoing over the forest.
Not long after, one of the places suddenly emerged in the raging sandstorm.
From there, a figure hugged a girl tightly, jumped out like a wind and wave, riding the blast, escaped from the rich sand and scattered gravel, and landed on the ground not far away.
"Cough...cough..."
Amilia, who was tightly held in her arms by Fang Li, couldn't help but cough.
"How is it?" Fang Li lowered his head and asked the girl in his arms, "Is it okay?"
"No...it's okay." Amilia shook her head. Although she said that, her body was obviously weak.
It seems that in order to dismantle Emilya's movement, what technique should Petitchius use to interfere with the flow of magic.
However, Amilia is not a magician, but an elf. She uses magic power in the atmosphere. Even if the flow of magic power is disturbed, there is still some action power. It will not be like ordinary magicians. If the magic power in their body is disturbed, they will have already collapsed.
Under such circumstances, as soon as Emilya stood on the ground, she subconsciously wanted to leave Fangli.
However, Fang Li did not allow Amilia to do so.
"Since you can't act freely, stay tuned."
Fang Li hugged Amilia's slender waisted hand tightly and said toughly: "I don't want to save you again."
Fang Li hugged her waist tightly and pressed it into his arms. Amilia felt the breath conveyed from Fang Li's body, and her pretty face couldn't help but turn slightly red.
"I...I'm really fine." Amilia said shyly: "Besides, the Great Sin Sect is dead and will not be arrested again."
Hearing this, Fang Li was silent for a while, and then said this without comment.
"It's really that simple."
As he said this, Fang Li suddenly stepped on the ground, his body turned into a sharp arrow, and suddenly retreated, leaving the place.
"Bang!"
Almost at the same time, it was defeated heavily by invisible forces, setting off a powerful explosion, causing the sand and strong wind to rage again.
"What...what?" Amilia couldn't help but be surprised.
"Look?" Fang Li smiled and said, "It's not that simple that I said."
As soon as the words fell, black shadows appeared quietly in the surrounding forest.
"Witch…!"
Amilia's expression suddenly tightened.
The people who appeared around the forest were the followers of the Witch Cult.
Holding a cross-like dagger.
Wearing a black robe like a ghost.
One by one, the witch church members flashed out of the surrounding forests and surrounded Fangli with silent steps.
However, Fang Li's eyes did not turn to these believers, but turned his eyes and looked at one of them.
Behind that person, the straight Death Demon Eyes inside could see dead lines moving.
In other words, that is the unseen hand.
The attack just now was sent by this person.
“Ahhh…”
The man shook his body forward. Among the witches present, he was the only person without a hood. He seemed to be a middle-aged man in his forties, sticking his tongue out with an intoxicating expression and laughing wildly with a twisted face.
"The brain is trembling..."
Looking at this person, Fang Li, I felt a sense of discomfort in her heart.
It was as if Petiqius's himself appeared before him.
However, his appearance was obviously completely different from that of Petitchius.
That's why Amilia feels inconsistent.
However, this disagreement was scattered by Fang Li's indifferent words.
"No doubt is needed." Fang Li said bluntly: "This person is Petiqius."
"Oh?" Amilia was stunned.
This is a very normal reaction.
I guess not many people in the world know about this.
Petiqius Romaniconti, who served as the "slackening" sect of the Great Sin in the Witch Cult, was actually not a human, but an elves.
Moreover, it is an possessed evil spirit.
This evil spirit can rely on unilateral will to enter into a forced contract with humans with high adaptability, and if it ignores the other party's will, it forcibly occupy the body of the contract object and possesses it.
With this method, Petiqius kept changing his body and lived for hundreds of years. He was one of the founders of the Witch Cult and has been active until now.
Among the witch churches he led, there are individuals who are ready to be named "Finger" by him at all times, and they exist as the preparatory body of Petikius.
In normal times, Petiqius boarded his invisible hands on ten "fingers" and prepared to transfer his body at any time.
Now, the person who appears in front of Fangli and Emilia is one of the "fingers" of Petiqius.
That is, after Petiqius died, his body had been occupied by Petiqius' soul and became Petiqius himself.
And the other party proved this in the next second.
"The body was cut in half! Life died in an instant! However, my diligence will not disappear because of this! Yes! As long as I rely on my "fingers", I can live diligently forever!"
Such a crazy laughing witch cult put ten fingers into her mouth one after another, bit them hard with her teeth, causing the blood to flow continuously.
Pertiqius, who maintained such a crazy state and occupied the body of the "finger", stared at Emilya in a trance, showing a loving smile.
"Please wait for me, witch, when the diligent I use the favor you give to kill the bloody knight, you will be able to undergo a trial and truly resurrect in this world, truly true true true true true true"
A murmur sound like noise kept ringing from the other person's mouth.
Amilia felt chills in this regard.
However, Fang Li suddenly spoke.
Chapter completed!