Chapter 270 The Fang Hidden in the Darkness

The main world, the city of Keha.

Looking at the dirty tent in front of him, an uncontrollable disgust appeared on the man's face.

"Are you sure we really want to work with these people?"

"Shut up, this is the meaning of the above, you just need to do what you should do."

Hearing the man's complaint, an old man dressed as a coachman next to him stopped in a low voice. Although the relationship between the two seemed to be master-servant, in fact it seemed to be completely reversed.

"Don't talk too much, don't worry too much, just do what you should do, understand?"

"All right."

Hearing the reminder from the old coachman, the man curled his lips, then he strode forward and pulled open the curtain on the tent.

"——!"

A warm stench came over the face, and for a moment, the man even felt as if he had plunged into the elephant's dung. He almost used all his willpower to force himself not to spit it out. But even so, the man reached out to pick up a handkerchief and put it to his mouth before walking into the tent.

"Hehehe, welcome."

As soon as he entered the tent, the man saw an old woman sitting behind a round table. She looked like a skinny mummy, wrapped in a colorful rag. There are a few colorful bows tied in the old woman's hair, and I don't know if she is missing her girlish heart. Most of her face was covered by disheveled hair, and only a shriveled chin could be seen under the flickering candle.

"Have you brought what I want? Brother?"

The old woman's voice was like a saw sawing wood, which made people feel uncomfortable. The man frowned, then took out a cloth bag from his arms and put it on the table in front of the old woman. Seeing the cloth bag, the old woman smiled and narrowed her eyes, then she stretched out her skinny fingers and opened the cloth bag one by one—under the light of the candle, she could clearly see what was wrapped inside, just It's a few slender hairs.

"Is this what I want?"

"certainly."

Hearing the old woman's question, the man frowned.

"It took me several days to finally pick up a few hairs while that stupid woman wasn't paying attention... Is this really useful?"

"Hehehe..."

Hearing the man's question, the old woman let out a piercing laugh.

"Of course, sir, this is what we witches eat..."

"Well, anyway, it must be your own problem whether you can do it or not."

Facing the old woman's answer, the man shrugged his shoulders indifferently, but soon he looked at the old woman curiously and asked.

"But having said that, why are you interested in such a small person? Although her inventions are indeed valuable, she is just an ordinary little alchemist, and I don't think she has any talent look... woo..."

However, before the man finished speaking, the old woman pointed at him lightly. The next moment, the man sneezed suddenly, and then he felt itchy in his nose. Before the man could react, he I felt two lumps of soft, sticky things crawling out of my nose——they were two worms!

"Woo...what the hell is this, woo..."

Seeing the bug crawling out of his nose, the man turned pale with fright, but just as he opened his mouth, he felt a tickle in his throat, then the man suddenly bent down, opened his mouth and vomited, and then he saw in horror A large group of fluffy spiders sprayed out from its own mouth and crawled all over the ground!

"Damn it, don't... woo... don't...!!"

"Hehehe..."

Seeing the livid face of the man in front of him, who couldn't stop vomiting, the old woman let out a hoarse laugh. She narrowed her eyes, stared at him, and then snorted softly. The next moment, the man saw the bugs jumping out of his body quickly running away in all directions, and disappeared in the shadow of the sundries in the tent in the blink of an eye.

"Hey hey hey...Young man, some things, it's better not to talk nonsense..."

"I, I know..."

The old woman's voice was so disgusting, but at this moment the man didn't dare to speak any more, he covered his throat with one hand, and stared at the old woman in fear.

"Then, then I'll go first if I have nothing to do..."

"Hehehe, I'm sorry, I didn't invite you to have a cup of tea when the distinguished guest came..."

"No, no, it's nothing, I still have something urgent to do, so I'm leaving first... Woo!!"

Having said that, the man finally couldn't help it, and turned around and rushed out the door. Soon, through the curtain, the sound of his vomiting came again. Hearing the man's painful wailing and vomiting, the old woman smiled contentedly, then she lowered her head and squinted her eyes at the hair in the package.

"Can it succeed?"

At some point, the stooped old coachman had already appeared in the tent. He had no expression on his face, but stared coldly at the hair in the old woman's hand.

"certainly."

Hearing the coachman's question, the old woman opened her mouth, revealing her burnt yellow teeth, and showed a smug smile.

"No one can escape from the witch... this poor little girl will be lost in dreams forever..."

As she spoke, the old witch raised her hands, picked up the strange and strange-smelling spices in the pots and jars beside her, and began to smear and fiddle with her hair. At the same time, she began to chant the ancient mysterious mantra...

"Hey...it didn't work again..."

Nunnally raised her hands, stretched her waist, and then looked at the breeding tank in front of her with a sad face. The crops used for experiments in it had turned yellow, and it was obvious that they could no longer absorb enough nutrients.

"The soilless cultivation that Mr. Ezio mentioned is really difficult. I have already prepared all these elements according to Miss Nymph's prompts. Why do mistakes always occur? Is it the temperature? Or is it a problem with the container? "

Whispering to herself, Nunnally picked up the notebook at hand and recorded several sets of data compared with the experimental subject in front of her, then she stood up.

"Let's stop here today... I don't know when Mr. Ezio will come back. I heard Miss Nymph said that he has something to go on a long trip... There shouldn't be any danger."

While thinking, Nunnally yawned, then shook her head, walked to the bedroom, and pushed open the door. Then he staggered in.

"Hey?"

But the next moment, a gust of cold wind blew past, causing the girl to shiver involuntarily, and the original drowsiness also disappeared under this cold wind. When she looked up again, she was surprised to find that what appeared in front of her was not the bedroom she was familiar with, but a dark, dilapidated, dilapidated room covered in cobwebs and dust!

"Here, where is this?"

Nunnally looked around, then she reached out and rubbed her eyes.

Am I dreaming?

Nunnally looked around, but she couldn't see anything. It seemed that she was the only one here, and even behind her was a blank wall. This made Nunnally wonder whether she had stayed up too late, Hallucinating?

"..."

However, the girl didn't notice that behind her, in the dark and dark corner, twisted and strange shadows were quietly approaching her step by step. They intersected with each other and condensed into the form of a thin old woman. The old woman grinned like this, with a cold smile, stretched out her hands, and approached the girl quietly like a snake.

And at this moment... Suddenly, a meow sounded.

"Meow."

Accompanied by the meowing sound, the world in front of me suddenly began to distort and deform like glass being smashed. Cracks quickly appeared and extended in the air, and then the whole world burst completely with a "pop" at this moment. .

At the same time, the old woman who emerged from the darkness screamed, and quickly backed away as if her butt was on fire. And Nunnally trembled suddenly, then fell to the ground and fell into a coma.

"Why, how could..."

The figure formed by the condensed shadows widened its eyes in horror, and stared forward in fear. In front of her, a black kitten was standing there, with a blue bow tied to its tail, a pair of His big bright eyes just stared at the witch in front of him without blinking.

"You, who are you!? Why can you enter my dream realm?"

Looking at the black cat in front of her, the old witch felt cold sweat all over her body. This is the power that only belongs to witches. It breaks into other people's dreams, pulls the soul of the prey into its own dream realm, and makes it completely fall into the dark shadow of nightmare and death. But now...something actually invaded his dream?

Facing the old witch's roar, the little black cat didn't say anything, it just tilted its head, stretched out its front paws to wipe its face, then lightly touched the tip of its own claws, then raised its head and looked at the old witch in front of him. witch. That look, as if a hunter is catching prey...

"Meow…………"

Then, the little black cat screamed again, and then hit the floor with its paw.

"Snapped!!"

At this moment, the whole world was completely shattered. Immediately afterwards, the boundless darkness engulfed the witch in front of him like a raging flood.

"Ahhhhhhhh!!!"

There were ear-piercing screams from the shabby and dirty tent. The old coachman stared wide-eyed, watching the witch in front of him suddenly raise her body backwards. Her eyes were wide open, and only the whites of her eyes were left inside. The whole body was bent almost as if it was about to be broken.

"Dream...my...dream...!"

The old witch's hands frantically waved in the air, like a drowning person trying to grab a life-saving straw. Then, her eyes suddenly turned black, and the next moment, she saw the ribs in the center of the old witch's body suddenly "bang". It exploded towards both sides with a bang, and blood mixed with internal organs spurted out and scattered all over the ground. The old witch maintained the movement of lying backwards on the ground, as if unresponsive like a sculpture.

"This...what the hell is going on?"

Hearing the screams, the man returned to the tent again, and he was also taken aback when he saw the scene in front of him. Facing the man's question, the old driver's expression was gloomy. He stared coldly at the old witch's body, and after a while, he snorted coldly.

"It seems that our opponent is not easy to deal with..."