Chapter 1142 Dark Witch

"If this goes on, it's a waste of each other's time, why don't we get some real stuff."

Elsa is impatient, and she knows very well that in terms of basic combat power, the two are almost the same. If you really want to fight like this, you may not be able to tell the winner in a few days.

"Then the warm-up is over, let's start the battle!" Andrina also nodded in agreement, and she didn't want to delay too long on Elsa.

The people watching the battle from a distance were a little speechless after hearing the conversation between the two.

"This is just a warm-up..."

"The strength shown in the warm-up is enough to instantly kill all of us present..."

"As expected of the legendary Saint King powerhouse!"

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At this time, the audience finally realized the true power of the Holy King. They used to have all kinds of assumptions and speculations. Only after seeing the real battle of the Holy King did they know what shock is.

In the void, Elsa's eyes quickly turned golden, and her long dark purple hair quickly transformed into a purple-gold color automatically without wind in the void.

A terrifying aura slowly escaped from Elsa's body, giving people the feeling that a beast from the prehistoric world woke up from a deep sleep. That aura was powerful and tyrannical, and even faintly carried the terrifying power to suppress the world.

"The degree of atavism in the bloodline is really high!" Anderina couldn't help admiring, "Then let me see how far you have cultivated!"

As Anderina's voice fell, her body began to age rapidly.

It felt a little weird, watching a beautiful woman change from a twenty-year-old appearance to an eighty-ninety-year-old woman in less than a moment.

Anderina, who was originally a little thin, could no longer be said to be thin at this time. It's just skinny, and a little rickety.

However, what makes people feel strange is that. Anderina didn't become weaker due to old age, but her aura was still getting stronger.

Anderina's weird state. Elsa was taken aback when she saw it, but then Elsa couldn't help but screamed out, "Are you of the blood of a dark witch?!"

"That's right, you are quite knowledgeable, little girl." Anderina's voice seemed extremely old.

dark witch,

It is an extremely powerful bloodline in the ancient times. On the ranking list of ancient bloodlines, this bloodline is enough to enter the top 20. It is an extremely terrifying bloodline.

The horror of this bloodline lies in. Not only does he have the unparalleled talent for shamanism practice, but he can also inherit the two inheritances of the twelve ancestor shamans in the ancient times.

What is the level of the ancestor witch, in the ancient times, they are all at the level of kings.

In other words, Anderina has the inheritance of two kings. This is much stronger than ordinary holy king-level evildoers, because even the holy king-level evildoers have only inherited one kind of king inheritance.

Elsa's face was a little ugly. Although the bloodline of the Vikings is not weak, it was only in the ancient times that they officially rose. In the ancient times, the Vikings almost belonged to wild tribes with corners. I'm afraid that the ethnic groups are not fully civilized, and they are not at the same level as the blood of the dark witch.

But Elsa was not an ordinary person after all, and her face returned to normal in a moment. She is very clear. Bloodlines are important, but the actual combat ability does not depend on the strength of bloodlines. Instead, the acquired practice occupies a more important proportion.

"No matter what bloodline you are, I will not lose this battle!" Elsa shouted loudly, strengthening her confidence, and her fierce fighting spirit was ignited again.

"Little girl, you are still too tender..." Anderina heard Elsa's words. Shaking his head and laughing, "From the moment I transform. You have already lost."

"Nonsense!" Elsa thought that this was the opponent's trick, and raised her halberd high. Then he pointed the tip of the halberd at Anderina.

"Is it nonsense, you will know immediately." Anderina said, a palm-sized doll suddenly appeared in her hand.

Seeing the doll, Elsa's face changed, and she naturally knew that it was the supernatural power of the witch clan - puppetry.

Andrina smiled at Elsa, and then a strand of hair protruded from the other hand. There were only three strands of hair, but they were all dark purple in color, the same color as Elsa's hair. You can think of it with your toes. This is the hair that Anderina secretly obtained from Elsa during the battle just now.

Elsa suddenly thought something was wrong. Although she didn't know exactly how the opponent's methods were used, it seemed that she was going to be tricked.

Thinking of this, she suddenly jumped out and rushed towards the opponent.

Before the body was in shape, the halberd went ahead, drew hundreds of bloody blades in the void, strangled towards Anderina, trying to interrupt her moves.

Anderina seemed to have expected this a long time ago, the corners of her mouth raised lightly, and her figure suddenly retreated with a touch of her toes.

At the same time, she tied the strand of long hair in her hand around the puppet's waist.

Biting the tip of his tongue, he spat a mouthful of blood at the doll, and then began to chant spells quickly.

For Elsa's pursuit, she never counterattacked, but quickly dodged all the attacks from Elsa with peculiar footsteps.

After a while, Andrina stopped suddenly, and Elsa's giant halberd was approaching.

Seeing the rapidly enlarged blade in front of her eyes, Anderina didn't dodge anything this time, she just raised the corners of her mouth slightly.

"Is it going to succeed?!" Elsa didn't expect the opponent's dodge to stop suddenly, and the eyes were too bright.

But just when the blade was about to touch Anderina's neck, Elsa's movements suddenly froze.

Such a strange scene left everyone stunned, but they didn't know what happened.

"Why is Elsa not moving?"

"What a great opportunity just now..."

The people below gave various speculations.

Even Elsa herself felt baffled, her body seemed to be imprisoned by something in an instant. But after only being in a daze for a moment, she immediately realized that it was Anderina's fault, and looked towards her.

The puppet in Anderina's hands was tied up with red strings at some point.

"As I said, you have no chance of winning when you meet me!" Anderina said, grabbing the left hand of the puppet in her hand, and pulling it hard, the puppet's arm was actually torn off.

Almost at the same time that the puppet's arm broke, Elsa let out a miserable howl, and a lot of blood spurted out from the shoulder of her left hand. The arm starts from the shoulder position and is completely separated from the person.

Andrina tore off the puppet's arm, and Elsa's arm began to show the same torn marks.

"This is puppetry..."

A look of helplessness finally flashed across Elsa's face. She had absolutely no way of breaking through the opponent's method. The same is the Holy King, and he is a melee powerhouse, completely restrained by the opponent to death.

"What should I do? Are you going to lose this battle..." (To be continued.)