In the Middle Ages, people drew cards to be promoted to nobility.

The scene in front of me is really hard to describe in words.

The naked giant female body had her eyes closed, her expression was peaceful, her hands were folded on her chest, and her skin shone with a faint golden fluorescence, making her look as sacred as a virgin.

An endless stream of rats were spit out from her wriggling orifices and fell into the group of rats below. They immediately put their two paws in front of them, facing the female body, and closed their eyes to sleep.

This scene is truly spectacular, strange, and also has a sense of eerie beauty.

Anna was so shocked by this scene that she was speechless.

Simply a lunatic!

No, a madman is considered a normal person compared to her. The craziest Frankenstein I have ever seen in a book would not treat his body in this way.

Lothar's face was also full of shock. He had talked with this witch. The other person's speech was clear and coherent, and she also had the emotions and joys of ordinary people. She didn't look like a mentally disturbed lunatic.

Is it necessary to do this just for an experiment?

What benefits does she gain?

Fringilla asked curiously: Is this woman from the giant tribe? She is really spectacular. It reminds me of the Blood Bat Matron of the Cappadocia clan.

She watched it with relish.

This kind of painting style is ten times more disgusting in the Blood Palace.

Anna tried to calm down and explained: She may be a hybrid god left over from the mythical era, or she may be a wizard who has undergone human body modification. But she will definitely not be a giant. The affinity between giants and magic is too low, no Might be a wizard.

Lothar frowned and said: It doesn't matter whether it is a giant or any other species. What is her current state? Will she fight back when stimulated?

Anna shook her head and said: I don't know, but there is a high probability that she will. It is impossible for her not to leave herself a means of self-defense. Judging from the magical aura on this female body, if she is a wizard, she is at least a legendary level. That is already He is the top being in the wizarding world. So I don’t understand why such a powerful wizard would do this?”

Who knows.

Summer insects cannot speak of ice.

Farmers in the countryside, with their limited imaginations, dreamed up an emperor who went to the fields carrying a golden pole, used a golden manure fork and a golden spoon, and could eat black bread and broth every meal.

No one knows what the legendary wizard is thinking.

Maybe she was simply tired of living and wanted to play something big before she died.

Lothar suggested: Then before she wakes up, let's try to use the most powerful attack to get rid of her - is the defense of the legendary wizard very strong?

Wizards have always been a model of attack being greater than defense. Even some stronger wizards are likely to suffer hatred if the enemy takes the lead and attacks with a set of attacks.

“It’s not that the defense is very strong.

It's just that for the wizard, the legendary level is already a different story. If she is still alive, we will never be her opponent - but this is just the remains of a legend. Maybe we really have a chance.

Anna was thoughtful and looked at Eve: Eve, how much mental power do you have left?

Eve shook her head.

Although she has a wide range of interests, it is precisely because she has such a wide range of interests that her total amount of mental power is at the stage of an ordinary intermediate wizard, slightly stronger than Nysaya.

The previous support and the subsequent six earth-moving spells had exhausted her mental energy.

But she still had to come in.

Otherwise they wouldn't be able to get out.

Anna put a bottle of Blue Moon into her hand.

this?

Eve's eyes were full of doubts. She knew the value of this mental recovery potion better than Lothar. For many wizards, this was a precious existence equivalent to a second life.

Isn't it too wasteful for me to use it?

Anna explained: If we fall into a crisis, we will have to rely on your earth travel skills to take us out.

All right.

Seeing her accept the potion, Anna looked at Lothar again.

He was telling his followers: Prajna, Fulin, next you are responsible for organizing the defense. If you can't withstand it, cover Eve's evacuation using earth magic.

Prajna nodded slightly. She didn't say anything, but this simple silence gave Lothar great confidence.

Flynn looked at the dense swarm of rats around her. She had several large-scale offensive spells, and she was best at cleaning up these miscellaneous soldiers. Moreover, blood magic was also good at feeding war with war.

The more casualties the enemy has, the more blood will flow, and the consumption of her mental energy will be further reduced.

Chelinina, you can look for opportunities to take action on your own. I trust your fighting instincts.

Chelinina raised her head and looked at Lothar. The trust and respect in the other person's eyes made her feel heavy in her heart. She pursed her lips and said, I understand.

After saying this, Lothar looked at Anna: You first and me first?

I'll go first.

good.

Lothar had this intention. The experience he could gain from killing ordinary soldiers, including the rats he had eliminated before, had declined to a very low level.

If you collect the Source of Plague tail sword by yourself, the experience gained will be very gratifying.

Ana said, taking the lead in walking forward.

The rats that covered the ground were slowly pushed away by a gentle wind after she approached. They seemed to be really sleeping and did not react at all.

As Anna's low-pitched chanting sounded, the ownerless magical auras in the air immediately began to wreak havoc like a typhoon suddenly blowing on a calm sea.

At this time, the sleeping rats seemed to truly feel the threat, and they all opened their bloody eyes and looked at Anna.

Anna was fearless, her chants became more and more urgent, and the masterless aura was controlled by her, turning into a huge blue lightsaber.

Its power is extremely restrained, and it seems far less powerful than the Meteor and Fire Shower it has previously used, but it is extremely lethal to a single target.

This is the Demon-Breaking Blade. Its destructive power against wizards is even more powerful than the Magic-Breaking Gold Weapon used by secular people. The Demon-Breaking Gold Weapon can no longer threaten legendary level wizards, but the Demon-Breaking Blade is absolutely Can.

The rats exploded as if they were going crazy.

Their squeaking sounds were everywhere.

The entire mountain wall and the bacterial carpet covering the ground seemed to come alive, forming a surging tide and flooding everyone.

Fringilla snapped her fingers, and arrows composed of blood magic formed behind her and shot towards the rats.

A swarm of rats rushed towards everyone like a tide.

Most of the rats were hit by arrows before they even got close and turned into a ball of dirty blood.

The rat behind him stepped on the dirty blood and ran, only to find that his forelimbs had actually melted, and the blood gathered into a river, flowing happily on the ground, continuing to swallow the lives of each rat.

But Flynn couldn't stop all the rats.

Seeing that the rats were about to pounce on her face, Eve subconsciously chanted a spell, trying to hold up a magic shield, and found that a black mountain door had appeared in front of her.

Four translucent gates to hell stand in four directions.

All the rats immediately lost their lives as soon as they got closer. Their weak souls were absorbed by the door of hell. The ghost-faced relief above had a wrinkled face, looking at this scene with disgust.

The souls of these rats are nothing more than a pile of garbage to it.