Chapter 1165 The Most Evil Magic

"spouse……"

The silver-haired boy was stunned for a moment, the lady blinked at him, and turned into a black cat again, jumped to the campfire, stretched gracefully, and lay down to warm up by the fire wagging its tail.

Her wedding ring was on her tail, and she never left it.

In the middle of the night, a pale, graceful man played the accordion, the silver moonlight shone on him, and his smile was elegant and charming.

"That's Charles, Dracula's direct descendant of the vampire family." The evil witch glanced at him with disdain, "You shameless little boy."

The boy thought for a while: "I guess he might have dumped you."

"Little boy, pay attention to your words, or I will turn you into a pig!" The woman raised her wand angrily, but finally put it down, "It's just that your personality doesn't match!"

The silver-haired boy didn't speak, just sat quietly under the moonlight.

The dense water vapor rises in the mottled shadow of the leaves, and the elegant sound of the piano transmits circles of ripples in the air.

"Lucy, what does love feel like?" the young man asked young.

"That's the method you use to hurt each other." The witch clenched her wand tightly and turned away.

After a long time, she lowered her head. Not far away, the young vampire grand duke was pulled away by a werewolf girl by the accordion.

The bonfire was extinguished, the laughter died away, and the witches left the ball on their brooms, only the women remained where they were.

"Old woman, you don't look good when you cry."

"Shut up, brat!"

He silently watched the back of the handsome and elegant vampire and the werewolf girl leaving in the dark, and whispered: "Aren't werewolves and vampires old enemies?"

"Because of love."

"Are you crying because of love too?"

The witch did not answer.

The silver-haired boy remained silent, picked up a stone, and quietly followed the elegant vampire who dragged the werewolf girl away.

"What are you doing!" The witch looked at him in astonishment.

The boy's face was flushed, and he wanted to say something, but he still didn't dare to speak. He just turned around and chased the elegant vampire while clutching the stone.

Because of love?

At the end of the witch's ball, the boy came back all wounded.

Behind him, a powerful and elegant vampire left cursing while clutching his stoned head.

…………

In the hall.

"So, the witch tortured you with the most powerful black magic at the gathering, leaving you covered in bruises." The old man bathed in the sun nodded slightly, and patted the righteous knight on the shoulder: "Then, at the terrifying witch ball After that, how did you escape from that evil witch?"

"I defeated her, opened the barrier with her blood, and escaped from the forest of beasts." The knight of justice was neither humble nor overbearing, sonorous and forceful: "Afterwards, I was rescued by the passing Knights of the Kingdom of God, and since then I joined They have bathed in the glory bestowed by the Kingdom of God until today."

"You beat her?"

"Yes, I used the most powerful magic, a wicked and cruel one she once taught me."

The Templars on the side showed doubts: "But I heard that witches will sing the most vicious songs, no one will be spared, and they will confuse all those who yearn for justice."

"Then obviously I yearn for justice more than they do." Absolute Justice in white armor raised his head with firm eyes.

…………

"What were you humming just now?"

The young man sat on a chair and lightly chiseled the stone with a small hammer.

It was raining outside the window, and the rain was dripping against the windows of the wooden house, and the bonfire in the fireplace was crackling and burning.

He is making a stone sculpture. As a child raised by a witch, he doesn't want to eat instant noodles all the time, so he has to earn some money to buy some fresh vegetables and fruits.

There is no way, it is forced to open.

The stone sculpture in his hand showed the appearance of a boy holding a stone to beat the powerful and elegant vampire grand duke. On the other hand, the werewolf girl shivered at the violent scene, exclaimed but did not dare to step forward.

"The witch's song.

"The witch curled up on the sofa replied lazily.

"Can you sing it well?"

"Little brat, you've been demanding a lot recently, and you're not cute at all."

Sometimes a woman would sigh, how fast the cubs of the gods have grown, and it has become like this in just a few years, and now she has to raise her head to talk to this food.

The boy gently chiseled the hammer in his hand: "They will all grow up."

"oh."

"Yesterday, I secretly rode your broom."

"oh."

"I went to Lieyang God Capital, and met the princess who sneaked out, and she invited me to have a meal together."

"Is it tasty?"

"Better than instant noodles."

"Then what?"

"Then I'll come back and cook for you."

"Is she pretty?"

"Just a little girl who doesn't know anything."

"You're just a brat." The woman jumped up from the sofa, clutching her wand, opened the door and walked into the rain, which wet her black robe.

"They will all grow up." The young man looked back dissatisfied: "Stop making trouble, come back quickly, cold medicine is very expensive."

"Little brat!"

"what happened again?"

The woman stood in the rain, wiped the rain from her face, laughed and raised her wand: "Turn you into a pig!"

this time.

The wand really lights up.

A pitch-black black magic circle appeared at the foot, and billowing black mist spewed out.

This witch showed her strength for the first time, the magic is bloody and evil!

"What are you doing, stop making trouble, dinner will be served right away." The boy was stunned for a moment.

"They will all grow up." The witch laughed in the rain, "It won't taste good or be cute when it grows up, to be honest, I'm tired of staying with you for so long, so you stupid god cub, you are lucky, I don't want to eat you anymore, you can get out!"

In the calm woods there was a strong wind.

Dark clouds overwhelmed the sky from all directions, and an evil and cruel force was released from the woman, causing all the beasts to howl and flee.

"No, let me go quickly..." The boy bound by the black magic circle seemed to understand something, and tried to break free.

"call!"

The wind swept through.

The boy's figure disappeared without a trace.

In the rain, weeping softly is like humming.

It was a witch's ballad.

The gods say that the witch's song is plaintive and painful.

That is the most vicious black magic they use to eat souls.

…………

In the dark hall, there was silence for a while.

The old man bathed in sunlight looked up at the three Templars.

The three Templars examined the White Knight, and finally the Templar who took the lead nodded.

"no problem."

The old man breathed a sigh of relief.

"As expected of the absolute justice of my Lieyang Kingdom," the God King looked down at the knight kneeling in front of him, his eyes gradually softened, and he raised the holy grail in his hand: "Your memory is still the same, Untouched by sea monsters, you are not tainted by wicked witches."

"You are still a white knight yearning for justice, and have passed the examination of the Kingdom of God."

As he spoke, he slowly poured the holy water in the cup on top of the white knight's head to praise and bathe.

The holy water flows in the darkness, and the white armor becomes brighter and brighter.

The word "justice" behind him slowly emerged.

"From now on, you are still the White Knight of the Kingdom of God, the absolute justice that is admired by countless gods and people and bathed in glory." The King of God patted the White Knight's shoulder lightly: "Now that I am old, the Kingdom of God still needs more Come and take care of me."

"Naturally, for justice!"

The white knight half-kneeling under the shadow of the old man stood up slowly, his pure white armor of justice shining brightly under the light of the statue of Lieyang.

"However, I suddenly remembered."

The God King suddenly paused, "The witch who was captured by the team of divine soldiers who rescued you back then is called Lucy."

"She has been imprisoned in the deepest part of the dungeon for ten years."

The white knight was silent for a moment, then slowly raised his head.

The golden mask covered his expression, but the voice that came out was as indifferent as ever: "Really, then she... really deserves to die."