Witch's Time

On the Pacific Ocean, far away from the border with China, a ship on standby is guarding the sea.

Suddenly, on its deck, there was a flash of white light!

Five figures staggered out of it!

"ah!!!"

Siltan's pupils widened in pain, he gritted his teeth tightly, and fell to his knees, but in the end he couldn't help shouting!

Zhonghai Roar dropped the A-level night weapon by him, and he pressed his right shoulder hard with his left hand.

The broken part of the arm had no trace of flesh and blood, and was filled with completely charred remains!

Seeing this miserable scene, the four people around Siltan all shuddered!

What they used was space jump, the most advanced jump method developed by the association.

As long as the crystal is activated, they can escape from the battlefield instantly, but...

Even so, Siltan still lost his right hand!

"How terrifying is the energy in that ring!?"

Seral swallowed hard in her heart. She clearly saw that the opponent's last electro-optical laser shot could not even be considered a side shot. At most, it hit from a very close place to Siltan...

It completely annihilated one arm of the B-level expert!

Who is that person? Why has he never heard of him with such power in the night battle world! ?

I remembered the scene where the other party took away control of the storm and created a giant tornado at will.

All four of them felt cold.

Compared to Siltan who holds an A-level night device,

That person was more like a natural disaster.

Siltan was still struggling painfully, his pupils were full of unforgettable hatred and crazy desire for revenge!

"That guy, that guy, I want to kill him, I must kill him..."

"Kill his friends, kill his woman, kill his parents, kill everyone around him..."

It's not the hissing roar before, but an almost obsessive whisper!

The burly Mog couldn't help feeling cold all over when he saw Siltan's appearance at this moment.

All five of them are B-level, but there is a reason why Siltan has the highest status.

Not to mention his long time in the association, just because of his madness and paranoia, as well as his ruthlessness and determination to do anything, countless people are afraid to avoid him!

Predator - Siltan.

This title is not only derived from his ability to take away part of other people's abilities, but also demonstrates his decisiveness and his reputation for ignoring ethics and morals!

Mog looked at Siltan who was fiercely and resolutely muttering to himself that he must kill that man even though his right hand was broken.

Decades ago in the world of night fighting, this man was considered by many to be a madman who shouted pious beliefs but was bloody and crazy.

Come to think of it, this may be because although his strength is far inferior to that of his colleagues, compared to other executive officers of the association, Siltan is far more wary and disliked than them.

Even if we do not rule out the fact that some people deliberately keep a low profile, many A-level Midnight Watchmen and Zero Riders from the Evernight Palace are not as well-known as Siltan in the night battle world.

"Lord Siltan, our plan has failed. It's best to leave as soon as possible. We cannot rule out the possibility that the A-level superior will come after us."

Jean said to Siltan, his face trembling a little when he thought of the electro-optical lasers that lit up the night in the dark rainstorm night and cut across the rainstorm.

Looking at Rang fiercely, Siltan's face was gloomy, and deep murderous intent gathered crazily in his eyes. He had already thought of several ways, starting with the people around that person, and exhausting him step by step. Finally, Give him a fatal blow!

"Okay, let me know and come back..."

But in the end, Siltan decided to retreat, return to the association, and accept whatever punishment he had.

But with his mouth wide open, the sentence got stuck in the middle, and Siltan felt that he could no longer move his mouth.

Because he can't move.

At the same time, the other four people also discovered the horrifying fact that almost shocked them.

They can't move.

Then in the corner of their field of vision, they discovered with trembling eyes...

The dark-colored clown with a weird smile mask stood there at some point.

In the center of the five people, Black Rose's teleportation magic circle appeared out of thin air.

The black cloth cloak draped diagonally on one shoulder lifted up in the night sea breeze and blended into the night. The classic black dress and the knot tied on the snow-white shoulder on the other side were exposed to the air.

She is as beautiful as a figure stepping out of an ancient parchment.

Siltan's pupils were stagnant. Tonight, he saw this figure for the second time.

Witch.

He wanted to speak, but found that he couldn't even move his tongue!

Others also felt cold all over and their bodies were gradually losing temperature.

Unable to speak or move, they feel like they can't do anything except breathing and blinking!

A frightening thought flashed through my mind.

--mind control.

In the world of night fighting, there are countless ways to immobilize a person's body, but the most common one is the mental control that almost everyone on the mysterious side can achieve.

The so-called mental control naturally does not mean using magic to control you. In that case, as long as you invest enough magic energy/physical energy, you can break free. But now, both Seral and Mog have invested thousands of The energy level and the fact that the body still didn't respond said it all.

No need to use abilities, just use mental power far beyond yours to forcibly block your brain nerves, and use a method similar to deception to tell your whole body through your brain,

do not move.

This is mind control.

This is the simplest and crudest method, although few people can do it.

"I didn't expect that we would meet again so soon."

The witch took off her black cloth hood and looked at Siltan with a chuckle. Her long dark hair seemed to be part of the night like her cloak.

Even in this situation, Mog and Jean also found strangely that when they heard the witch's charming and slightly hoarse voice, they subconsciously felt intoxicated!

The mixed-race and enchanting face is exactly the same as in the legendary story, mysterious and classic. There seems to be some kind of madness deep in the seemingly calm black eyes that cannot be changed.

He said this, but no one answered.

Only then did the witch remember that they had been ordered by her not to speak.

But she smiled lightly and didn't care. She walked over and looked down at Sirtan, with a hot and cold look in her eyes. She spoke with a soft smile, so that only he could hear:

"You scared my puppet, so..."

The witch's smile was mysterious and charming, and she didn't care at all that the man had taken away her heart last time. Her voice sounded seductively in a low voice, like a lover's whisper.

"go to hell."

Siltan's pupils widened, and then he watched his hand move on its own.

He quickly grabbed his neck.

"Ka...ah...you..."

After uttering a few unclear words, Siltan stared at the witch closely.

Then even at the end of his life, he did not see the Lord he had always believed in devoutly, nor did he say a complete sentence.

He didn't even see the hatred in the witch's eyes that made him feel happy.

I only saw the madness and paranoia that far exceeded my own, and I don’t know how much time has accumulated.

Click!

A breaking sound sounded around Siltan's neck, and he could no longer carry out his series of vicious revenge on Fang Ran.

Because the witch nipped in the cradle all factors that threatened her doll.

Siltan the Predator's notoriety was gone forever.

The other four people who were immobilized by mind control looked at this scene in horror. This time was different from the plan called "Witch Hunting" they heard about last time. They were unprepared to encounter the witch, and the only thing waiting for them was death.

After all, this witch who has lived for who knows how long is ranked at the top even in the Wanderer's Song camp!

But catching the moment of Siltan's death, Mog suddenly roared, and the wolf's fur spread on his body!

He roared, then completely transformed into a beast and lost consciousness to break free from mental control, grabbed Zhong Hai Roar, hugged Rang and rushed towards the sea!

The witch stood up straight and tilted her head to look at this scene with some surprise. Greed, the clown with a strange smile mask, silently stood in front of them.

But unexpectedly, Mog, with red eyes, looked at Greedy who was standing in front of him with a knife in his hand, and threw him away!

Let the greedy Mog who threw him out in horror and disbelief and the terrifying tiny mask magnify before his eyes, and the huge joy of being rescued a second ago instantly transformed into the same fear!

Greedy tilted his head and looked at Jean who was flying over, and raised the knife that looked like a table knife in his hand.

Then Jean watched as he was gradually dismembered by it.

And taking advantage of this moment, Mog jumped out of the side of the ship with his real target in mind, the silent man who condensed the wall of air.

"Ala."

The witch was finally surprised, then she raised her hand with a chuckle, and a black light shot out from her fingertips.

It penetrated the bodies of Mog and the two, but still seemed to make them fall into the sea.

The sea water was dyed red with blood. The witch took a look and didn't seem to care that she let two people escape, nor did she care about the A-level night weapon.

She turned around and looked at Greedy, the intestines and stumps hanging on the knife, and the indescribable Jean on the ground, but quickly lost interest and turned to look at Seral.

Seral watched this scene in horror. She watched Siltan being strangled to death by her own hands, watched Mog escape with the man and the night weapon, and watched Jean being instantly dismembered by the monster. She understood despair and fear. .

And the fact that he was given up.

The witch looked at Seral who could not move, gently stroked her face with her hand, and said with a slight smile:

"She really looks beautiful..."

The witch stroked Seral's delicate and beautiful face, which was dressed up for the ball, and continued:

"It just so happens that I need more media to wake them up."

At the last second when she lost herself, Seral found it incredible that what she saw in the witch's eyes was a fiery and bright, but paranoid and almost crazy love...