Kill me again, Miss Witch

To Xiaya's surprise, the experience value this time is still beyond the limit, and it is hard to imagine how powerful the witch's true strength is.

From this point of view, there are likely to be many more such rapid upgrades.

This also made him look at each other's eyes a little hot.

But Shaar was not in a hurry to allocate free attribute points, because there was another chance to upgrade later.

After an unknown amount of time, the witch stopped in her tracks.

She raised her head slightly, her long black hair drooped slightly, and her white neck was gracefully curved, looming.

Following the witch's gaze, Shaar looked up to the top of the palace, where it was dark and deep, with no end in sight.

what is she looking at?

Or, what are you waiting for?

Xia Ya had doubts in her heart, but she didn't bother her. After all, as a mortal, it's better not to speculate on the thoughts of gods.

After an unknown amount of time, Miss Witch, who had been turning her back on Char, sighed very slightly.

Afterwards, she turned around and slowly looked at Shaar: "You said, you came to 'save' me?"

"According to the revelation in the dream, it is like this."

Shaya replied.

"Dream." The witch chewed on this word lightly, then shook her head, "So, do you know what kind of existence the person you want to save is?"

Although the witch's expression didn't change, Xiaya clearly heard a sigh from it.

Just as he was about to speak, suddenly, a muffled bell sounded from the deep and dark dome above, enveloping the palace.

One, two, three... twelve.

It took a full twelve knocks before the sound stopped.

Shaar couldn't help thinking that in mystic knowledge, the number twelve represented bad luck, death, and the end.

Is this what Miss Witch has been waiting for?

Immediately, he thought about the inner connection between what he said just now and the sound of the twelve bells, and looked at her thoughtfully.

But just this one glance made Xia seem to have fallen into an abyss!

In just a short moment, the witch's slender and graceful body was wrapped in a deep black mist that was far thicker than before, extending out countless sinister lines like black snakes, frantic and gloomy, and disorderly in the hall The ground danced wildly, just glanced at it, and it contained strong emotions of despair, madness, and evil, mixed with countless shattering memory fragments, and rushed into Shaar's mind!

There were cold and strange ravings and screams, and the pale palm protruding from the countless abyss fluttered beside him, grabbing every part of Shaar's body, trying to tear him into pieces.

He covered his eyes and knelt on the ground in pain, two lines of blood and tears slid from the corners of his eyes, his muscles twitched and tensed, and his mind was in a state of confusion, as if some evil existence was about to wake up in his body!

This is a sign of being polluted by evil gods.

How can it be possible for someone who can be called a witch by the world and be dubbed an extremely evil title to be the kind of harmless person on the surface?

Cold beauty?

It is obviously an evil god formed by the collection of countless evil spirits!

Do not look directly at God!

In a trance, Shaar heard a sweet voice from the center of the black mist, as cold and calm as before: "This is my essence, a sinner sealed in the abyss, an ugly existence with a curse on him, so far, Tens of millions of lives died directly or indirectly at my hands."

"I am not the god you think, if you pray to me, you will only get death and misfortune."

"You, who are so weak that you can't even look at me directly, are you really qualified to save such an existence?"

In the pain and frenzy, Xia raised his head with difficulty.

Looking from a distance, the witch's feet were half a person's height above the ground, her hands and feet were bound by illusory shackles at some point, and wrapped in endless black mist, like a cocoon gestating death and despair.

Those black snakes entwined in the void are like passages, connecting the endless void, absorbing the black mist that symbolizes death and curse, transporting these unknown substances inward madly, and gradually merging with the witch in the cocoon.

Under the influence of the black mist and the curse, the already pale skin looked even more bloodless.

A trace of pain flashed across the witch's eyebrows, which was well hidden by her.

I thought that the black mist, as described in the book, all came from the witch's body. It was an unknown curse that could not be erased from the day of birth. The fall of the Northern Continent.

But that doesn't seem to be the case.

In Xiaya's view, the scene in front of him is more similar to a punishment, and the bell just now may be the precursor to the execution of the punishment.

Perhaps, for the Witch, the pain she experienced when the curse struck was at the same level as Shaar... No, judging from the scale and extent of the curse in front of her, it should be even worse.

After all, Xia Ya only tolerated a small part before dying, but for her who will never die, she must bear all of it.

It is unimaginable that during the countless years of being sealed here, Miss Witch would suffer similar punishment every once in a while.

How deep is this kind of hatred?

"system."

With a thought, a window popped up in front of my eyes.

Shaar stretched out his hand, and added all the free attribute points to his physical strength, and the value suddenly soared to 88 points.

And when the physical strength reached 60 points, another window popped up.

[Is it promoted to "Great Knight"? 】

"Yes."

At this moment, Shaar's physical ability has completely transformed, and he has been promoted to the rank of a great knight, and according to the addition of his full strength, he has become the best among them!

Naturally, his life essence also got a qualitative leap.

An average adult's physical strength value is about 5 points, but Xia Ya has far surpassed this level at this moment.

But facing the witch in the black mist storm, he was still as weak as an ant.

Xia Ya covered his head, stared at the scene in front of him frantically, and slowly stood up.

He walked quickly towards the woman in the black dress who was in the center of the storm. Following his footsteps, the black mist that permeated the entire palace surged over like sharks smelling blood!

Compared to the first time he came here, Xiaya can attract many times more curses.

Because the level has been improved, the overall strength and life essence have also evolved, so it can naturally withstand more black mist and curses.

This is like letting a top Holy See knight come over. After being cursed by the black mist, he can survive longer than the current Shaar, and he can attract more black mist and curses.

The difference is that he cannot escape death, but Xiaya can be resurrected, and completely annihilate the accompanying black mist!

Shaar was shedding blood and tears, looking up at the witch in the center of the black mist, looking at the black mist that could kill him at any time, his eyes shone slightly.

In his eyes, these are valuable experience points.

While approaching the position where the witch was, he stretched out his hand to cover his face, blocking the rushing black mist, and felt that his body was slowly decaying and withering, and his life was constantly being eaten away.

Let the storm come harder!

"Although I'm still very weak, it's not that I can't look directly at Your Excellency."

Shaar kept walking, the distance between the two gradually shortened, and the black mist crazily emerged.

Miss Witch suspended in mid-air looked down at Shaar who staggered towards him, seeing his stubborn appearance of being cursed but never stopping, her pupils dilated slowly.

The hands shackled by shackles clenched subconsciously, and the knuckles turned white.

"Even if you give me death and misfortune, I will gladly accept it."

Rather, that's all I want.

Coming in front of the witch, Xia raised his head, his whole body was covered with cracks, like a crumbling fragile porcelain.

Not only that, as the distance draws closer, the evil black mist from the void seems to have found another target, rushing towards Shaar with an unprecedented momentum!

Countless black snakes and mist seemed to be shackles from the abyss, enveloping Shaar's body, and in just a few seconds, they were about to devour a newly promoted [Great Knight]!

It is as if a great river divides into two tributaries, and as the volume of one of the tributaries increases, the volume of the other tributary decreases.

At this moment, the torment caused by the endless black mist wrapping Miss Witch's body has obviously decreased a bit.

This is Xiaya taking the initiative to help him bear the pain.

The witch looked down at Shaar, her eyes trembling, her red lips parted slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but her eyes finally calmed down.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Xia Ya showed a nonchalant expression on his pale face: "I said it last time, you might as well smile more."

As he spoke, Xia slowly raised his hand with the last of his strength, put the tip of his index finger on his lips, lifted it up slightly, and showed a smile.

The teenager smiled brightly and cleanly.

But he was about to die.

Soon, with the final engulfment of the black mist, Shaar's figure gradually turned into dust and ashes, and disappeared in the palace.

Only one sentence was left, which was more like a declaration, echoing slowly.

"And...Your Majesty the Witch, from now on, I will bear the evil curse that will make your life miserable!"

......

After an unknown amount of time, the berserk black mist that engulfed the entire palace finally subsided gradually.

With the disappearance of the shackles on her hands and feet, the witch slowly floated down from midair, her face pale.

After being silent for a while, like last time, she summoned a diary out of thin air, opened it to the latest date, found a blank space, and prepared to start recording what happened today.

Recalling the scene just now, she was still a little lost.

After a while, the quill was held between her slender fingers, and she gently wrote down the elegant handwriting.

[I haven't seen you for a few days, and that human actually appeared in front of me again. 】

......

【Looking at the ugly, twisted black mist in his hand, he seemed to have completely forgotten how painful it was, and even stretched out his hand without the slightest hesitation. 】

[The reason is also ridiculous, because this is my wish. 】

[Strange human beings, unreasonable human beings. 】

......

[For countless years, no one has ever done similar things. They just keep repeating death and adding to my sins. 】

[But this human being seems to be a little different. 】

After writing this, the witch paused for a moment, raised her head, recalled her mental journey just now, and looked down at the place where Shaar disappeared, a trace of complexity flashed in her originally cold eyes.

After a while, she continued to write.

[It is a very coincidental point that the day of his arrival coincides with the day of punishment. 】

[In order to let him know how ridiculous the salvation he said is, I unabashedly showed the most evil side in front of him, even the most terrifying evil god in the world is not in a hurry. 】

[But...he didn't fear and run away, but approached me step by step amidst the gradual death of his body and spirit, just like last time. 】

【I know very well that this process was very painful, but he persisted until the end without breaking his will. 】

【Obviously just a weak human being, but when he walked in front of me, he kept saying some words that were beyond his control. 】

[He said: "Your Majesty the Witch, from now on, I will bear the evil curse that makes you miserable all your life!"]

【This is the first time someone said such a thing to me. 】

[After living for so many years, I certainly have the means to tell whether the other party is lying... But the problem is that what he said seems to be the truth. 】

[Strange human beings, unreasonable human beings. 】

[But it is also the first human being who is willing to take the initiative to help me bear the pain. 】

[However, human beings are creatures with a good memory. After going out, when he recalls the pain of the curse again, he should not come to this kind of place again. 】

[Should...not be. 】

Written here, the diary is over.

The witch waved her hand, and the diary disappeared in her hand, and then she slowly sat on the smooth steps, with some worn-out long skirts spread out, covering her slender and white legs.

During this period, she frowned slightly, as if she was engaged in some psychological struggle.

Looking at the empty and deserted hall, the witch subconsciously squeezed her other fist, trying to raise her tight mouth slightly.