The Witch of Zongwang: From Azeroth to the Classic of Mountains and Seas

Chapter 899 Damage Assessment and Half-Demon

"Comprehensive network reminder: You killed the soul-eating Lord of the Demonic Abyss - the Immortal King of Gunnard - the Golden Foot Monster. Your reputation in multiple related planes has been greatly improved (bravery, judgment, black-eating-black...)."

"Comprehensive network reminder: Please note that based on the related derivative camps linked to this unit, you are being followed by the neutral camp: Qianzu."

"Comprehensive network reminder: Camp-Qianzu fully recognizes and thanks you for killing the relevant traitors. Your relevant reputation in the camp has been changed to: Reverence (non-constant)."

Yi Xia stood in the void, looking at the many prompts refreshed on the retina.

And around, there were cautious and subtle peeping eyes from various alien life forms.

This was originally a corner of a grand trading place at a certain multi-dimensional level.

At this moment, due to the conflict between Yi Xia and the Golden Foot Monster, it undoubtedly looked a little messy.

Yi Xia paid a little attention to the newly appeared centipede camp, and then retracted his gaze.

After solving the centipede monster, he was not in a hurry to leave.

After chasing the other party all the way here, this place is considered to be the place with the largest direct losses.

In the absence of conflict, Yi Xia is naturally not completely unreasonable for the forces of the non-evil camp.

Where compensation should be paid, the great witch will not escape.

Of course, considering that this is the territory of the foreign gods after all.

Yi Xia did not exit the witch body form, but found a relatively open area next to it and stood still.

Then, his eyes surrounded by endless flames directly locked onto a certain existence in it.

It was a humanoid creature with many animal characteristics.

Its mottled and complex external animal structures made people have some perhaps not so friendly speculations about its birth.

Yi Xia naturally did not know the other party.

It was just from his life breath, the interweaving, multiple and powerful foreign gods' breath, to a certain extent, it showed the other party's status among the foreign gods.

As for whether he was the specific person in charge of this area, Yi Xia did not care.

He needed to be able to represent this area of ​​the gods, not the so-called manager.

"Do you use the disaster currency of the general network here?"

Yi Xia looked at the other party and said directly.

Under the power of the relevant spell effects, Yi Xia's words were transformed into the other party's clear semantics.

Under the gaze that was like a super giant spotlight, the other party was stunned.

Obviously, he was a little surprised that Yi Xia came to him.

But he quickly reacted:

"Report to you: The pearl of the Tela dimension has been in contact with the eternal network since its birth."

"At the same time, you can use any currency with cross-dimensional currency value to trade here."

Yi Xia nodded after hearing this.

Then, after expressing his apologies to the other party for the unprovoked disaster that this area had suffered.

The Great Witch said that the bill for the loss and the additional loss assessment this time would be sent to him directly through the network.

This is different from participating in the plane war.

If you participate in the plane war, no matter how earth-shattering it is, Yi Xia will not care much about the turmoil and destruction it causes.

But this time is different.

In this regard, the Great Witch has his own burning morality and principles.

Yi Xia's statement was quite brief and clear, but it undoubtedly surprised the other party.

Just like a shop owner who is used to eating free meals, seeing a powerful man who pays honestly for the first time, he can't help but feel an indescribable subtlety and uneasiness in his heart.

After all, even if you only look at it alone, the crown that Yi Xia wears as a ring exudes a strong murderous aura.

It is difficult to characterize Yi Xia as a pure and kind existence.

The impact brought by this strong contradiction between cognition and reality is unquestionable.

Of course, just like in reality, most mortals will pretend to be calm when facing strong shocks.

The other party was just slightly stunned and said that he would report to the gods.

When it comes to matters at this level, he is familiar with it and knows how to deal with it.

In such a situation, any self-righteous behavior is full of uncertain dangers.

After all, as far as he is concerned, he no longer needs such a desperate gamble.

Yi Xia nodded when he saw this.

Until he was ready to leave, the gods of Tela Dimension, who had clearly been looking at this place but looked away, did not contact him.

Obviously, for a pantheon full of interest in business.

An existence like Yi Xia is undoubtedly not something they urgently need to make friends with.

After all, Yi Xia's image in the relevant neutral pantheon is not necessarily that good.

So, Yi Xia went straight through space and left.

He naturally did not return to the earth, but went to the lair of the golden foot monster.

There, he also threw a fire.

If the unrestrained witch fire is not recycled.

What kind of situation will be caused, Yi Xia is roughly clear.

In this regard, he has always been cautious enough.

After all, as a master of many truly forbidden powers involving the level of world destruction, Yi Xia should be vigilant about this.

In this way, Yi Xia's magnificent and oppressive figure disappeared in this land.

The next moment, everyone saw that the individual who was still standing in the same place also disappeared abruptly with the flashing of multiple divine lights.

He was dragged directly to the temple by the gods of the Tela dimension...

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The Blood Dragon Ridge is on fire...

The raging flames were once connected to the sky.

Looking from a distance, it seems as if the sun is rising and falling in the light of the fire...

The half-demon named Itamacha was quickly digging into the ground with his tribe.

They need to completely cut off the connection between their home and the other side before the sky-high curtain of fire sweeps across.

Although the elders in the village have some unspeakable pessimism about this.

But for the half-demon who are unwilling to give up their hometown, this is the only thing they can do now.

"Did the heavenly soldiers and generals come to kill us?"

A young half-demon asked in a confused manner while pawing the ground with his furry paws.

In his still young consciousness, he obviously could not clearly understand the cruelty of those short words.

In this distant foreign land, which the tribesmen call the land of bitterness and savagery, those ferocious and bloody past events seem to have been reconciled by distance and time.

"Don't say such depressing words, be careful if your father hears it and slaps you with his tail!"

Hearing this, Itamacha immediately stopped and warned.

And during the gap between talking, Itamacha took another look at the monstrous fire curtain over there.

That fire is really strong.

The mountain fires and wildfires it has seen in previous years are incomparable.

There seemed to be something frightening hidden in the blazing light that was enough to blind a half-demon.

At least, it is definitely something more dangerous than the troll entrenched here.

Otherwise, how could the nest be so dead after being burned down?

What will happen to the descendants of the trolls who once had such powerful demonic flames?

It was a demonic version of a horror story that could make one's body tremble just thinking about it.

And at this moment, without any warning, the sky suddenly darkened...

All the half-demon who were struggling to dig the ground began to tremble uncontrollably.

Deep in their related blood, either strong or thin, is a deep and intense fear.

Like a super-giant human-faced spider that is about to fall on mortal objects, it brings unquenchable tremors and panic...

"Witch...Witch..."

A half-demon made a trembling sound.

"Third brother, why are you crying?"

The immature half-demon, because of his thin bloodline, was not affected too much, but did not receive a response...

The cold wind blowing for a long time may still have some effects.

Not in good condition, one update today...

——from Baldhead

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