What the witch was looking forward to was screams, exclamations and blood, but the man below swung the weapon in his hand, hey a few times, and blocked all the invisible magic blades!
The witch was taken aback, and then she became excited, secretly thinking that Qianye was really cunning, and she would disguise herself as an ordinary human strongman, isn't this a trap
She fell quickly, and when she saw the other person's face clearly, she couldn't help being startled. That was clearly a girl in a white dress, so where was Qianye
But at the moment when she was looking for a place to vent her anger and killing intent, how could she care if she killed the wrong person? She raised her right hand, and instantly there were dozens of invisible magic blades in the air. With Bai Kongzhao's indifference, there was a little panic in the raised eyes.
At this moment, Taos of devilish energy appeared in the air again, forming countless and complicated polygons, taking care of Bai Kong inside. Anwen then appeared and said with a wry smile: "She is my friend, for my sake, let her go!"
The witch said indifferently: "Do I need to show you face?"
This sentence was so harsh that An Wen, who was always good-tempered, changed his face. Fortunately, no one else followed, and there was only a photo of Bai Kong next to him.
Anwen took a deep breath, calmed down the flush on his face, and said with a deliberate indifference in his voice, "From the perspective of our identities, you have to give me this face."
Anwen's answer was unprecedentedly tough, which obviously surprised the witch. There was a cold killing intent in the black mist around her, and she said coldly: "Anwen, do you think your identity can make me do what I don't want?"
An Wen said: "At least with my current status, you don't have the right to insult me."
"What gave you the courage to talk to me like this?!"
"I just don't want to put up with your irrationality and arrogance any longer."
"You are courting death, Anwen!"
"Perhaps you can kill me, but after you kill me, your path to the king will be cut off from now on."
The witch sneered, "Do you think that in the eyes of those old guys, you and I have the same weight? If I kill you, I have to pay the corresponding price? I really don't know where your self-confidence comes from. You think that your talent has already reached my level. Degree."
An Wen said coldly: "My talent may not be as good as yours, but my wisdom is far above yours. It is still unknown who will go further in the future!"
These words surprised the witch even more, her eyes fell on Bai Kongzhao, and she said, "Anwen, you were not like this in the past. Is it because of her that you became like this?"
Anwen also took a look at Bai Kong, and said calmly: "There are reasons for her, but not all of them."
"It's good to have her reasons, then I'll kill her and let you know the price of offending me!"
Anwen's face changed, and his eyes lit up immediately. With a two-meter long sword in his hand, he took a step across and blocked Bai Kongzhao.
"Are you trying to fight me?" The witch's voice was cold, "Anwen, you should be very aware of the consequences of angering me. Maybe I just wanted her to die a little bit, but now, maybe I'll cut off her head first." hands and feet."
"You can do this, after killing me." The light in Anwen's eyes became brighter and brighter.
The witch was silent for a moment, then Fang said, "Do you think I dare not kill you?"
"No, I've always known that you can do whatever you want. But today, I think it's necessary for you to understand that it's not the reason why I have to be insulted by you if I can't beat you!"
Every word of Anwen's words was resounding, causing the witch's devilish energy to fluctuate significantly.
"Is it because of her that you are so unafraid of death?" The witch's voice became soft and flat, but Anwen's face changed when he heard it. The witch in this state is really angry.
"It has nothing to do with her."
But the witch didn't believe it, a magic thread suddenly appeared beside Bai Kongzhao, and wrapped around her neck. With the sharpness of the magic thread, even if it was cut on Qianye's body, it would hurt, but if it was wrapped around the girl's neck, it could easily cut off her head.
Anwen's complexion changed, and he gritted his teeth. Instead of going to rescue Bai Kongzhao, he held out a long sword with several complicated patterns on the blade, stabbing directly at the witch hidden in the magic fog.
The witch sneered, and waved her hand, and dozens of magic threads emerged, criss-crossing and weaving into a dense net, blocking An Wen's body. However, she never expected that Anwen would ignore this dense net and bump into him!
The blood splashed in the air mixed with demonic energy, and Anwen instantly had dozens of wounds on his body, and five horizontal and three vertical grids were cut out on his face, and his long hair was also cut into pieces, with broken hair floating around fly.
He was completely self-inflicted, and the devil was never good at his body, so he was seriously injured in an instant. If it weren't for Anwen's devilish energy, which was also of a very high grade, only one line behind the witch, this dense net could cut him into hundreds of pieces.
Anwen's eyes were burning with flames. After rushing out of the dense net, he went forward even more. The two-meter-long sword in his hand directly pierced into the magic fog of the witch's body!
A muffled hum came from the magic mist, and then the mist gradually dispersed, and the witch showed her true face. Anwen's long sword pierced her abdomen, and the blade pierced through her waist. On the edge of the long sword, the witch's blood turned into little crystal pearls, entangled with Anwen's devilish energy on the edge of the sword, and fought to the death.
The long sword pierced the abdomen, which looked tragic, but it was actually an acceptable injury for a powerhouse of this level. Whether it is fatal or not depends on the results of the battle between the two sides.
The witch reached out with her right hand, and she had already grasped Anwen's neck, and said word by word: "As long as I want to, I can completely destroy you now!"
Anwen was not afraid, and said with a sneer: "Before I die, I can give you the last blow. Maybe you are right, I am indeed not your opponent. But after killing me, you will never want to be on the big screen for the rest of your life." The position of king!"
As if she didn't know Anwen, the witch looked at him carefully, and said after a while: "You really are not afraid of death. Why, because of her?"
"You have asked this question several times." Anwen said expressionlessly.
"Because you never answered." The witch did not relax.
Anwen snorted, and refused to say another word, making it clear that he didn't want to give an answer directly. The witch didn't speak, but just looked at him coldly, and the two froze there for a while.
Below, Bai Kongzhao stared at them blankly, wondering what he was thinking.
At this moment, Aiden rushed over, and when he saw this scene, he was stunned.
"You two, this, this is..." Aiden was also a little incoherent. After all, in the eyes of the entire demon descendant, the witch and Anwen are superior existences.
"Cut it." Anwen said with a blank expression on his face.
The witch also nodded.
"I lost." After Anwen finished speaking, he withdrew his magic energy and drew out his long sword.
The witch didn't move, but she opened her fingers slightly, and let Anwen go. After the long sword left her body, her body was covered by the magic mist, and no one could see her expression and wounds.
Anwen silently took out a potion of potion, raised his head and inhaled it, and his body was surrounded by devilish energy.
Compared with the witch, Anwen at this moment has no way to completely cover himself up, and it is unnecessary. When Aiden arrived just now, he had already seen it clearly.
The criss-crossing blood lines on Anwen's body were really shocking. Every thin line is actually a bottomless wound. This kind of injury cannot be solved by a dose of potion at all.
Aiden took out two potions and handed them over in silence. Anwen took them in silence and inhaled them one by one. These doses of potions are all top-notch items, and they are the life-saving things they got from the eternal flame before they entered the maelstrom. Aiden only had two doses in total.
After inhaling three doses of potion, Anwen's complexion became better, and the horrible blood lines on his face began to fade away. The witch always hides in the magic mist, neither leaving nor showing up.
Aiden coughed and said, "Well, now that you've finished cutting things off, you can talk about something serious. If we really can't catch up with Qianye, should we continue to stay in the Well of Stars? It’s up to them to stay and do whatever they want.”
Aiden has discovered that when he is underground in the Well of Stars, he is very vulnerable, and has almost no power to fight back against attacks from the well. So he doesn't think there will be much gain if he stays here, but the risk will continue to increase as time goes by. This is the traditional resource point of the empire, and there may be other strong human races appearing.
Besides, the vampires and nerubians seem to have been researching secretly for a long time, and each has props suitable for their own race. And the devils only knew about this in two days. Even if it was made into source blood, the effect would probably be quite limited, and it was better than nothing. There is really no need to stay here to protect those two families from disaster.
Anwen shook his head and said: "I have roughly understood the principle of condensing and transforming source blood. The difference in material is not that important. What really works is the power of the stars condensed in the process. Well, for the time being Let’s call it the power of the stars. But the stars we see are not real stars, at least they should not be what we see with our eyes. But what are their specific and real appearances, and why do they appear The appearance of the stars is a very meaningful topic. I have a hunch that as long as we can study and understand this phenomenon, there will be a huge leap in our understanding of the nature of the world.”
The witch interrupted Anwen coldly at this time, "I'm not interested in your theories, let's get to the point."
Aiden also seemed to be lacking in interest. For him, real combat power was the foundation of everything. After all, he didn't have incomparable talents like Anwen and the Witch.
Anwen sighed, shook his head again, and said, "The point is, those stars represent powers of different natures. Perhaps there are so many ordinary stars that the differences between them are limited and difficult to distinguish. But those special stars, for example, are extraordinarily large. , or those that are particularly bright, often have special powers with distinctive attributes. That is to say, different sources of blood can be condensed for different stars. Even if prismatic pillars and spider eggs are not suitable for us as the matrix, As long as you choose the right stars, you can also condense the original blood that will be of great help to us demons."
Aiden asked, "Help us too?"
Anwen nodded, "The improvement of bloodline power from source blood can be seen from two aspects. One is to enhance strengths until reaching the peak. The other is to make up for shortcomings and make us more invulnerable. For example, there is one point, just It helps us both, and that’s strengthening our physique.”
Hearing this, the witch was a little moved.
Although most of the devil's secret methods do not require the body, it is obvious that the stronger the body, the more advantageous it is in combat and cultivation. For example, Qianye relied on his extremely strong body to repeatedly break through the witch's interception and blockade. In the confrontation with Anwen, his body became the key to the outcome.
Even a witch cannot refuse a stronger body.
Aiden frowned, and said, "How do we find this kind of star, and after we find it, how can we absorb its power?"