Witch Brigade

On the night of January 7th, overcast, dark clouds cover the moon.

Somewhere in a dark basement,

Twelve people in black robes were praying quietly around a circular altar. On the altar, twelve lighted candles formed a complete ritual in a series of serpentine shadows.

In the center of the altar, there is a strong man lying in a big font. At this time, the man's eyes are full of enthusiasm. Five long nails were nailed to the man's palm, instep and throat.

The faint candlelight is only enough to illuminate the center of the altar, or to be more precise, it is the altar that locks the light firmly. So much so that the twelve men in black robes who were half kneeling around the altar could not see it as if they were disgusted.

The babble of praying to the evil **** has been lingering in the basement for more than half an hour. The man in the center of the altar finally changed at this time. The veins were exposed all over his body, and the blood vessels were squirming like worms. The blood was all toward the man's forehead. Eyebrows surged.

Soon, a blood-colored sarcoma rose from the man's forehead. The man lost weight at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Ha, ha, ten thousand snakes are on top, ten thousand snakes are on top." Even now, the man didn't show any signs of struggling, but did his best to restrain his instincts.

Finally, just after the man's body was only skinny, the babble of prayer suddenly became louder, and the black and red sarcoma gradually became crystal clear. However, the man's body also became precarious, and the rotten skin and bones seemed to drift away in the wind.

Boo!

After a slight noise, the red and black sarcoma instantly turned into a transparent bubble, which was wrapped in a thin layer of pale red skin.

call!

The twelve men in black robes around the altar breathed a sigh of relief almost simultaneously.

"Of the fifty-seven snake slaves, only one succeeded. Notify the snake slave camp and strengthen the selection and training of snake slaves in the future." A black robe hoarse voice sounded, with luck and anger in his tone.

"Let's talk about this later, the consciousness space only lasts for five minutes, immediately send a signal to Archbishop Bell." Another black robe voice sounded.

Immediately, twelve people in black robes stretched out their hands together, and a ten thousand snake emblem took shape in the newly formed consciousness space, and then took root in the consciousness space.

At the same time, living beings collectively subconscious in the sea.

This is the final destination of the souls and souls of the multiverse creatures. All souls, even the believers of various gods, need to walk here after death. Believers who are not pious enough or firm enough can only hopelessly die here and be assimilated by the collective subconscious sea of ​​creatures.

Through the spirit world, it is possible to find the collective subconscious sea of ​​creatures, but actively investing in the collective subconscious sea is equivalent to actively seeking death, and no creature will do this.

But sometimes, things that are impossible to happen will happen for various reasons.

At this time, a three-masted sailing ship was shrouded in a circling snake-shaped phantom, sailing in the collective subconscious sea with long winds and waves.

The collective subconscious sea, although there is the word sea, is not the real sea, but is composed of endless chaotic soul power oceans with invisible edges. In the soul power ocean, there are countless strange and peculiar things. As small as a variety of soul power microorganisms, they can be formed and extinct every night, as large as soul power creatures with boundless and huge figures roaming among them. This is the existence that even legendary transcendents must avoid. Simply, such a behemoth would not pay attention to the ants under their feet, as long as they did not block their way forward, it would not be too dangerous.

In the sea of ​​collective subconsciousness, there are more treacherous and nameless soul power creatures. These soul power creatures are born naturally, and many of them are left behind after the souls of living beings are obliterated and assimilated. This is the biggest way to enter the sea of ​​collective subconsciousness. The danger.

On the Snake Spirit, Modesty Bell stood at the bow of the ship where she usually stayed, calmly watching everything outside the ship. Speaking of it, the Wory Cathedral of the Church of the Mother of Ten Thousand Snakes is the most special existence, because Modesty walks the path of the snake in the spirit world. She travels in the spirit world all the year round, so the Worth Cathedral is actually Set on the Serpent Spirit, to be more precise, the Serpent Spirit is the Worth Cathedral, and the Worth Cathedral is the Serpent Spirit.

"My lord, the Snake Spirit can't hold it for too long." The snake slave respectfully knelt behind Modesti.

Modesty spit out only four words: "Keep waiting."

"Yes, sir." No one dared to question Modesty. On the Serpent Spirit, Modesty was the absolute one.

In the sea of ​​collective subconsciousness, one cannot feel the passage of time, but Modesty naturally has the means to sense the true flow of time. Just when Modesty also sensed Sisi's pressure from the outside world through the Snake Spirit, a Ruoyoruo signal was suddenly caught by the Snake Spirit, and quickly amplified to Modesti's heart.

Modesti suddenly turned her head and looked at the position below the Serpent Spirit. There is no distinction between up and down, left and right, front and back in the collective subconscious sea. If you enter rashly, you will only be completely lost in it. Only by preparing the beacon in advance can you leave the collective subconscious sea with the technique of induction. If you want to enter someone’s conscious space, It also needs to have a set beacon.

What is the consciousness space, that is, the junction of the deep subconsciousness of living beings and the collective subconscious sea, can only be opened up by wizards and legendary transcendents.

Therefore, theoretically speaking, it is possible to sneak into the consciousness space of a creature through the sea of ​​collective subconsciousness. But this kind of smuggling is too harsh.

First of all, a person who has opened up the space of consciousness is needed as a beacon, which directly persuades almost extraordinary powers. With such a person, it is too late to become a wizard. How can it be used as a one-time beacon? Violent.

After that, there is the danger of smuggling from the sea of ​​collective subconsciousness. There is no extraordinary person who walks in the spiritual world full-time, and entering the sea of ​​collective subconsciousness is to actively seek death.

The Snake Spirit wandering in the sea of ​​collective subconsciousness, the sails gradually bulged, and the snake shadow that enveloped the hull shot a snake path towards the bottom of the ship, clearing the dangers for the Snake Spirit.

Rumbled, the snake spirit that lined up the waves of souls quickly moved forward on the snake path like a teleport.

Not too late, a little shimmering light from afar appeared in Modesty’s eyes, and that shimmer like a candle in the wind, only through a semi-red transparent bubble illuminating the size of a fingernail in the sea of ​​spirit power, if It wasn't that Modesty had a special feeling, even the luckiest spirit power creature in the spirit power sea could not necessarily be seen.

Just a little bit of the micro, but it makes Modesti feel like a dead horse.

"Quick, quicker!" Modesty said coldly. She knew very well that in the material world, the ritual would not last too long. Once she missed this time, she must escape from the collective subconscious sea and start again. .

Just as the Snake Spirit was getting closer and closer to the microcosm, with a legendary physique, Modesty had already discovered that the transparent bubbles were already covered with cobweb-like turtle cracks.

Bo Bo Bo Bo! From time to time, wisps of smoke-like particles leaked from the tiny cavities in the bubbles. It was the snake slave who was trying to maintain the existence of the bubbles while consuming the power of the soul.

"It's too late." Modesty murmured, her body already moved, and suddenly, in the center of the sail, a human figure stepped on the tension of the sail to the bottom.

With a bounce, Modesti directly exploded and shot the Snake Spirit with the strong elasticity of the sail.

Only a curly sentence is left: "Go outside and wait for me."

As soon as the Snake Spirit came out, Modesty lifted up like an off-string arrow, and the surrounding chaotic spirit power was disturbed by the unknown force field, which turned into a whirlpool-like boost directly behind Modesty, repeatedly for the ride. Desti accelerated.

On the other side, the Twelve Black Robes had no intention of taking care of him at this time, and could barely maintain the existence of the snake slave in the center of the altar. The snake slave's neck has long since turned into a cup of dust and no longer exists. The translucent blood red bubbles on the center of the eyebrows also showed dense cobweb turtle cracks.

"No way, start the backup plan." One of the black robe said.

The others didn't talk nonsense, one after another, they pointed to the center of their eyebrows, and a drop of red blood was pulled out, dripping on the bubbles one after another. The cracked bubbles were supplemented by twelve drops of bubbles, and the growth rate of the spider web suddenly slowed down, and within 30 seconds, the growth of the spider web returned to its original state again.

"Come again!"

After the blood replenishment, the speed of the bubble collapse was delayed by the black robe for three minutes.

Finally, even if it is to replenish blood, the collapse of the bubbles can no longer be stopped, and part of the surface of the bubbles in Mi Mi turns into smoke and dissipates in the air.

jump jump jump!

A crisp sound of the soul resounded in the mind of the twelve black robes. This was a sign that the soul of the snake slave was overwhelmed and completely disintegrated. This situation also means that after the death of the snake slave, he will be caught in the collective subconscious sea. Directly assimilate and turn into cunning, without the slightest hope of struggling out of the sea of ​​collective subconsciousness.

Immediately following the collapse of the soul, the bubbles were overwhelmed and burst into pieces with a bang.

"Failed." Everyone felt miserable.

At this moment, a little golden light leaped out of the bubble, and slowly grew up in the process of appearing in the material world. When the twelve black-robed men looked again, it was no doubt that it was Modesty.

The twelve black robes all knelt down, "Meet Archbishop Bell."

Modes stood with her hand held up, and after squinting at everyone, she said coldly: "Get up all, this time you did a good job."

"Archbishop Shebel." Everyone couldn't help but rejoice. If they failed at the critical moment just now, what awaited them is almost imaginable.

Modes flicked her hand slightly, and all things including the altar were eliminated, and the surrounding restrictions were strengthened to prevent the breath from leaking out.

"Now I can talk about what Quinn Dodd has done in the last few days and the next plan. Remember, at San Dres Fez, I only have one shot and I must be foolproof. "

"Yes, Archbishop Bell."

At the same time, in a manor on the outskirts of St. Dres. Fes, a rickety old man sat on the balcony and looked towards the city center. A little scarlet light flickered in the old man's eyes.

In the eyes of the old man, black and red whirlpools are spinning endlessly above the sky at a position west of the city center. Compared with the previous few days, the scale has shrunk by two-thirds, but it has become solid.

"Chatter," the old man said with a smile: "Even if you hide well, but I didn't expect someone to deal with you, then I will be able to see who you are? Have so much courage to steal my things. "

"Well, why don't I give you another surprise, chatter!"

In other places, it seems that some people have found something wrong during this period, but they can't find what is wrong, but the wave in the dark has begun to surge.

Quinns stayed home in the past few days, and even asked Salisbury to move directly to the pharmacy to live, and the four apprentices ordered them to meet him before they had fully mastered the Tier 1 ability.

Quinns had already vaguely sensed some kind of unknown sign through the Mirror of Destiny, but the level of the Mirror of Destiny was too low, and he could only perceive a lot of undercurrents of fate around him.

To this end, he also initiated the witchcraft of capturing fate fragments, but after trying several times, it seemed that there were several strong resistances interfering, so that the fate fragments he captured were all small events. It doesn't help him now.

On January 8, a member of Lin Bujia's association suddenly came and sent a warrant to Quinnes.

After seeing the people off, Quines returned to the room and looked at the warrant carefully. The heraldic imprint on the warrant was correct, but the order above caused Quinnes to look back and forth several times.

This warrant is an order for a mandatory mission.

This is interesting. The half-year period has not expired, and Langdon Scott, a mysterious defensive organization, has waived his first-year mandatory mission~www.ltnovel.com~ and now, a mandatory mission But his warrant appeared strangely in his hand, and even fools could see that there was a problem.

But the task is the task. In the Lin Bujia association rules, you can appeal afterwards, but once the warrant is issued, the task must be completed, and there is no room for negotiation.

The content of the mandatory task is very simple. It is to investigate whether swine fever is hidden in a pig farm in the suburbs. There are two types of swine fever, the natural swine fever and the mysteriously infected swine fever. What Quinns wants to investigate is the second possibility.

Because the task is simple, his task time is tight, only half a day, and there is no teammate, only him. This is already blatantly telling Quinns that there is a problem with that suburban pig farm.

But Quinnes had to go. If he did not go, even if he succeeded in his appeal later, the consequence of defying the mandatory task was that he would be held accountable, deprived of all the conveniences and benefits he had gained during his time as a member of Lin Bujia, and then driven out The new Ottoman Empire is so domineering.

After all, the mysterious defense mechanism has given you benefits in advance. If everyone escapes without punishment, how can the mysterious defense mechanism survive?

Of course, in order to prevent the mysterious defense agency from abusing such rights, if Quinnes succeeded in an appeal, he would be able to refuse three consecutive times if he encountered such an unreasonable situation in the future. Speaking of it, it can be regarded as a check and balance between the two sides.

Quinns turned over his hand to collect the order, and directly sent it to Salisbury by subpoena, asking him to go to Linbujia to appeal on his behalf. And he, after preparing the equipment, called the carriage path to the outskirts pig farm.

This kind of thing can't be avoided in the first year of junior high school, and can't be avoided in the fifteenth day. It is inevitable.

"Let me see, who really misses me that much?"

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