After the "Frost Giant" shattered, a blue-black "hair ball" was exposed from the center.

Its body is full of squirming tentacles, which are moving subtly and continuously, while bringing spiritual pollution and impact to people.

At the same time, layers of cold haze enveloped it, and it seemed that a large amount of ice was about to gather in the air again, thus condensing a giant "frost giant".

However, at this moment, a dazzling spear of light flew over and nailed it to the earth.

The flawless brilliance immediately penetrated into the body of the former guardian, destroying all its activities. In the end, after struggling for a few times, it completely depressed.

"Mental pollution, and ice that continues to increase as long as the power is not exhausted..."

Colin looked at the "corpse" nailed to the ground, and the characteristics above continued to precipitate from it under the light of the light spear.

This can distinguish between the ability characteristics of one, two, three stages, and three, which are much more complete than those of the "Criver" and "Fuser" that only have incomplete parts.

Of course, this also means that the pollution level of these former guardians is even deeper...

"A witch with a witch whose strength was about the same as that of the second-stage special talents lost control, it would become so difficult for Shanna, who was even one level higher, to deal with it..."

Sure enough, is the blackening ten times stronger? Colin touched his chin.

His current perception of out-of-control is that his "ability" is chaotic and rioting in his body. The holder's reason is destroyed and he acts entirely based on instinct or some obsessions...

There are probably three stages of witches near the temple, and these are probably even more troublesome if they lose control...

So far, it seems that Russell has fought against the out-of-control talents who have passed three stages, and the result is to kill and exile the other party, and his side is close to the group destruction.

However, the loss of control of special talents is even more special. Behind them, those higher lives seem to be involved, so it is more weird and terrifying to lose control than these witches.

But no matter what, the "filthy guardian" formed by the third-level witch is definitely not to be underestimated in terms of strength.

So, Colin is just rubbing around the periphery at the moment and does not intend to go deeper directly for the time being.

Colin looked towards the temple and saw that the world less than a thousand meters away were covered with a layer of cold and biting condensing fog.

There are no trees there, everything is dead. In a vague way, you can see some huge figures wandering by...

"Anyway, it's only the next day now, and there's still a lot of time. Let's figure it out first. Moreover, in this kind of location, you can already use chariots..."

Colin muttered in his heart, then turned around and saw the group of witches who had arrived in front of him, stunned without a trace, and soon showed a kind smile.

These "witches" are really...

One or two were all dressed in a torn black wide robes. The clothes may have more patches than the clothes themselves, making it difficult to tell whether this was a patch on the clothes or a patch that was made into a clothes...

And the bottom of the clothes seemed to have been torn by a wild dog...

The white legs exposed from it were covered with a lot of soil and mucus...

Of course, some witches have no legs, but more than a dozen blue-black, slender and restless tentacles, which seem to be some kind of pollution, but it doesn't look very fatal at the moment.

In addition, their "clothes" are all emitting a stinky smell like some grass juice mixed with sweat...

What doesn't match this dress is that they all have indescribable beauty, either bright or cold, and each witch has an extremely outstanding appearance.

This even allows people to ignore the filth and mucus on their barefoots, ignore the black robes that they don’t know if they are clothes or patches, ignore some small fleas or some insects on the black robes, ignore the foul smell they emit...

In Colin's heart, two sentences appeared one after another... The mountain is not high, but the immortals are spiritual.

But the next second, this sentence was quickly replaced by another more popular saying "a flower is inserted on cow dung."

However, Collin knew that the unusual smell on the other party seemed to have been "smeared" by them.

Because from the "prompt", Collin learned that this smell can block the tracking of fallen lives like "Crambler" and avoid trouble.

Without thinking much, Collin looked at one of the witches and briefly introduced himself.

"I'm Vanessa..."

Vanessa said her name in a bit crampedly. She had been in contact with outsiders for a long time and was a little uncomfortable with this situation...

But while speaking, she put down her hood and revealed an amazingly delicate face.

Loose and tied gray-purple hair, lilac eyes, slender and fair neck, small and delicate ears, dignified and noble unique temperament.

as well as...

Colin glanced a little at the "prompt" that was rolled up by her "right hand" and said it was a witch's staff, but it looked more like a mace, and there was a metal staff that solidified blood on it.

After the two sides briefly introduced themselves, both sides were silent...

Colin did not speak, but waited for the other party to speak.

After a moment of silence, the woman with a good appearance spoke, but the first sentence stopped Colin.

"Which tribe are you witches?"

Not only Colin, Shana, who was beside him, and everyone else present, looked at her with strange expressions...

Is there anything strange about this problem? I was watched by everyone, Vanessa felt her heartbeat faster and her scalp was itchy and she wanted to reach out to her mind.

It was the first time she had communicated with "outsiders" when she grew up. She had no idea what she said was wrong, especially the other witch sisters behind her.

Vanessa imposed a forced "calmness" on herself, and then she was about to speak, but suddenly she didn't know what she thought of, and looked at Colin with a strange look on her face.

"You...you are not women!?"

"...I am an obvious man standing here."

Colin said with some confusion. He didn't expect that the other party would treat them as all...women.

But this time, a scream emerged from the witch, and their faces were full of disbelief...

"You are actually men!" Erin, who looked more cheerful, exclaimed, as if this was something incomprehensible, and then looked at them with the other witches in surprise.

Then, Colin, Yuan Jie and some male servants suddenly felt like they were seen like monkeys.

Vanessa scolded the sisters, which made them a little more regular, but she could still see their eyes glancing around...
Chapter completed!