Infinite Begins with Giants

Chapter 139 Arrangement
"Don't worry, tell me all the information, we will have a decisive battle tonight." Catherine comforted John with a confident face.

Renn on the side frowned when he heard this.

He knew that the "Red Witch" Claire was very powerful, and he didn't think he and Catherine alone could solve her.

But Catherine seems to have a plan in mind, um... her breasts are relatively big.

John sighed, and said the follow-up, which was a dream he had in the days when he was possessed by the wraith.

This part is a bit spooky.

After moving to Billy Street, the painter Igor and his wife Claire made an agreement not to allow witches to harm people.

She agreed.

The two were very affectionate and lived like this for three years.

Because Claire is a Scarlet Witch (Level [-]), a high-level transcendent, she had undergone body modification on herself and failed to conceive.

However, although the two have no children, their lives are still very happy and sweet.

The witch Claire tried her best to play a virtuous wife,

After she stopped developing various potions and alchemy objects, she began to learn cooking, and the painter Igor also gave up his dream of becoming a famous painter.

Igor bid farewell to his career as a street painter after painting a self-portrait.

He went to school and became an art teacher, and he had a stable job.

Unfortunately, this kind of ordinary and sweet life was finally broken. One day, the painter got into a car accident.

He was killed by a steam locomotive, and here the story breaks.

When the picture reappeared, it was in a hall, where the decoration was very luxurious.

The first thing that catches the eye is a lamp suspended from the ceiling by chains—an urn-shaped chandelier made of glass from the kingdom of Bohemia.

and the fireplace made of marble from the island of Sierna (one of the Northern Isles).

In the picture, "he" stood up, or floated up.

"He" saw a pale face under him. It was a corpse, with a handsome face, blond curly hair, and closed eyes. He looked about 30 years old.

The body was wearing a small blue suit with no tie and a white shirt underneath.

That was the corpse of the painter Igor.

And the painter is embalmed, with great skill, in his usual attire, as if he were just asleep.

On the ground is a complicated six-pointed star witch formation, carved by blood.

The scarlet blood flowed slowly, exuding a strange red light.

It can be seen that there are still several corpses in the corner by the fireplace, both adults and children, and they seem to be a family.

Those were all mummies, with palms like dead branches, deformed bodies, and extremely distorted expressions on their faces. It could be seen from their gorgeous clothes that this was a wealthy family.

As "he" stood up, the room suddenly howled with evil wind.

There was lightning and thunder outside, and the chandelier flickered and then went out quickly.

The room went dark, and then the red light came on, and "Scarlet Witch" Claire stood beside the corpse in a black dress.

She looked crazy, and the bloody radiance enveloped her.

Pieces of semi-substantial petals unfolded from the blood ring behind the witch, like a blooming blood lotus!
Countless black and red chains stretched out from the flower buds, wrapping around "him".

The witch Claire picked up a painting, which was the artist's self-portrait. The black and red chains pulled "him" into the portrait, and she could still hear her muttering:

"We will not be separated, even if you become a ghost, I will always be with you!"

When the screen went dark, the dream ended.

In the living room, John was dripping with cold sweat and licked his dry lips:

"I suspect that I dreamed of the painter's memory, that woman is so crazy, she killed the whole family that killed her husband, even the children!

Claire turned her dead husband into a ghost! "

Ren and Catherine looked at each other, and he said:

"Mr. John, don't go out today, things will end soon!"

The two who got the information quickly left here.

Not much time is running out, Ren and Catherine don't know whether the witch Claire is monitoring John, they may have already alerted the enemy, and they must act immediately.

Catherine took Ryan to a deserted park outside Billy Street.

There are many dusty stone tables and chairs, and broken sculptures with peeling paint.

The two stood under a weedy maple tree, and Ren lowered his voice and said:
"Catherine, are you sure we can kill her with just the two of us? Claire is a fourth-tier witch!
The Red Witch seems to have offended the Church of Light.

Why don't we tell the people in the church the news, let Paladin Michel come on, we'll be on the sidelines, and we'll just yell a few times while eating popcorn. "

Catherine stretched out her hand to tidy her bangs, her eyes were a bit sly:
"It's not necessary, 'Holy White Sword' Michel is not a Farolan, three years have passed, and he left here long ago.

If I'm not mistaken, Claire is very weak now, and I'm afraid she won't be able to display the combat power of the fourth-order Scarlet Witch. "

"But a skinny camel is bigger than a horse! We may be able to protect ourselves, but it may not be realistic to kill her.

I think it is better to tell the people in the church, and it is safer to do it together. "Ren shook his head at Catherine, and insisted on asking people to gang up on the Red Witch.

It's too reckless for two demon hunters with third-level strength to fight a fourth-level witch.

It's better to call out a few more people, and let's stand shoulder to shoulder. Anyway, this task is no longer a third-level "Black Hunter" can solve.

The step-up challenge is actually very difficult. Under normal circumstances, the chance of winning is not great, and the more so in the later stage.

Catherine gritted her silver teeth and stomped her feet resentfully:

"Ren, why are you so timid!"

"It's not cowardice, it's following your heart! Catherine, you're not a witcher master, what? Don't you think you're a genius who can take on challenges?!

No problem, why don't you go up and fight her, and I'll cheer you on? "

Ren rolled his eyes and teased, is Catherine too inflated?

The pretty face was full of anger, and Catherine's chest heaved for a while, and it took a long time to calm down:
"Ren, I beg you, I want to advance to the fourth level, and I need to find a way from Claire."

Ren was confused, with a strange expression on his face:
"Catherine, you are not much better than me in the third rank at most, right? How could you advance to the fourth rank so quickly?"

"Hmph, don't worry about this! Sister, I have my own solution. As long as you are willing to help, I can also make you stronger quickly without any side effects!"

Hearing that he could become stronger quickly, Renn was a little moved:
"Catherine, what are you going to do? If you can come up with a practical plan, I don't mind taking a risk."

It's a bit embarrassing that his current strength doesn't go up or down.

"It's very simple, we just wait here, I found a fatal weakness in Claire, we can..." Catherine told him the detailed plan.

A quarter of an hour later.

Ren "suddenly" looked at her with admiration: "Take back what I thought of you before, you have big breasts, but you have brains!"

Unbearable, Catherine reached out and grabbed Ren's ear.

She yelled in his ear: "Little devil, are you trying to piss me off and inherit my demon hunting suit?"

After slapping her hand off, Ren stepped back a few steps, with a look of disgust on his face:
"I hope you didn't lie to me. There is such a way to become stronger quickly. I always feel that you are fooling me. If it doesn't work..."

"If it doesn't work, I'll give you 6 bottles of Natural Spring!" Catherine glared at him aggressively.

Ren was speechless, this damn rich woman really wanted to rob her!
It was dusk at this time, the sunset glow on the horizon dyed half of the sky red, the wind blew through the forest tops, and the leaves rustled.

The plan was finalized, and the two did not drag their feet. Catherine and Ryan split up and prepared to set up the stage.

Ryan went to the post office first, and spent a certain amount of money to have a postman deliver a letter to Room 7A, Building E, Billy Street, and it must be delivered on time at 8 o'clock tonight.

Then Ren returned to this deserted park and stood on the small square in the center.

He pulled out the 7-style long knife of hunting demons, the fighting spirit was condensed in the blade, and the silver-white blade glowed with a cold metal.

'Soul Blade · Crescent Moon'

The snow-white light of the knife flashed across, and the light of the knife swept across the central square in the abandoned small park, as if blown by a strong wind, the dust on the ground spread to the surroundings.

"Ka...Kacha~"

Trees were broken one by one, and many shrubs seemed to have been pruned, and they were shorter.

Ren retracted the long knife and cleaned the surrounding area.

Time passed by every minute and every second, it was getting late and the breeze was blowing, and Catherine was late.

She just went to two places, the Dale Portrait Gallery and the Witcher Association branch.

Putting the self-portrait in the center of the small square, she greeted Ryan.

Let him use a long knife to pierce holes in an orderly arrangement on the floor tiles, while Catherine took off the package on her back and buried pieces of black crystals engraved with warlock runes.

Moreover, she also took out a glass jar, which contained some viscous liquid that glowed red, blue, and yellow.

She took out a special black quill and began to draw some simple geometric shapes on the light field.

Hexagrams, rectangles, and triangles gradually formed a complex pattern.

Catherine stretched out her hand, and the crimson spiritual energy slowly flowed into the complicated patterns, which gradually faded and faded.

After doing all this, she and Ren retreated into the woods aside.

The two began to check the equipment.

Ren pressed seven silver-white demon hunting bullets engraved with holy text into the magazine, which was the maximum ammo capacity, and inserted the magazine into the stock of the gun while adjusting the scope.

He has a strong night vision ability, and the eyesight of extraordinary people is mostly different from that of ordinary people.

Catherine also pulled out the witcher pistol on the leather pants on her left leg. Her gun seems to have been modified. The gun body is 37.4 cm long and has a few rose patterns on it.

She took out three silver-plated demon hunting bullets, and took out three golden translucent special bullets from the small wine-red windbreaker to load them.

The first four rounds were normal demon hunting rounds, while the last three rounds were "surprises".

Tonight's moon is shrouded in thin clouds, and the stars are dim.

The evening wind blew Ryan's black hair, he and Catherine exchanged glances, and opened the safety of the hunting pistol at the same time.

"Catherine, I hope your preparations are reliable, I don't want to be killed by that witch."

"Don't worry, little boy, my sister is very reliable, and the Red Witch is very beautiful, so don't be soft."

"Hehe." Ren, who was so hot and unstressed, didn't bother to explain.

The two squatted down in the grass, ready to face a strong enemy.

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(End of this chapter)