??Chapter 210: Chapter 221 Liberation
Chapter 210: Chapter 221 Liberation
The explosion might have triggered it, or perhaps it was simply to ensure that Samra was left behind.
Around llon Manor, there was a massive upheaval.
“Boom~ Boom boom”
It seed as though sothing was being continuously triggered, and emanating from the estate as the center, huge demon shadows appeared in all directions. Each demon was unique, roaring as they were ford of phosphorescent material, and swallowing all the fleeing black pythons.
Among them, the most terrifying was the demon that erged from the thick smoke and flas of the nearly destroyed castle ruins. With curved horns resembling those of a bull and a body that seed made of lava, it roared and spewed transcendent flas in all directions.
Almost every space was scorched by the red flas.
The sky full of black snakes was annihilated.
At that mont, the full strength of the llon family heritage was completely revealed.
Although such scenes were said to appear only when the Spiritual Tide returned, this undoubtedly proved that the mbers of the llon family had always believed in the prophecies of the Dark Age. To others in the Federation, such beliefs seed absurd, but the llon family had been waiting for a long ti.
After the Mysterious teor streaked across the sky, their wait finally paid off.
This terrifyingly powerful family swiftly regained their transcendent strength.
Unfortunately, this also couldn’t stop them from being tricked.
Nor could it prevent Samra, the witch, from successfully escaping llon Manor.
The black snake with wings left the area completely within seconds.
She had no intention of stopping and seed headed straight towards sser City, and possibly even Secret Phoenix State.
Her caution was evident.
Such people tend to live the longest.
However, if one has been targeted from the start, then all bets are off.
Buzz!
Just as the black winged snake was about to enter a dark mountain range, a rough palm suddenly descended from the void, reaching for the position right behind the snake’s head.
Strangely enough, the palm successfully captured the black snake.
The mont it was grasped, a slimy sensation arose, and the pitch-black head of the snake twisted around, revealing a sly smile.
Yes, despite being a snake, it was indeed a smile full of cunning.
Boom~ Boom boom!
Visibly, the black winged snake began to swell, from a small snake no thicker than an arm, it transford in an instant into a huge black python, with terrifying wings, a monstrous body, and with its bright red mouth open, it swallowed the figure of a burly human figure.
But at that mont, the black python, about to reveal a triumphant look, froze.
It didn’t feel what was real.
It was as if what it had swallowed wasn’t a body of flesh, but just a puff of air.
“Crack crack” noises suddenly surrounded it, and all scenes shattered like glass, falling down, the real world returning.
Samra!
She reappeared, standing within the dark, eerie forest.
Her complexion turned extrely ugly, shock appearing on her face for the first ti.
At this mont, Samra’s tall figure was hunched over, still in her complex black robe, but the “tattoos” that covered it had beco dim and lightless. Her magic power was nearly exhausted from defending against the explosion and releasing witchcraft just now.
She glared with her dark eyes, looking forward.
A human figure, slowly approaching.
This was a middle-aged man with a weathered face, dressed in Hunter’s clothes, walking coldly towards her.
“You’re not from the llon family, who are you?”
“Boom”
Samra seed to ask in great doubt while at the sa ti, a large number of tattoos on her back once again lit up with ghostly light. She was still planning to escape, even if she had to use witches’ fire that burned life itself; the question was rely to buy so ti.
Unfortunately, she didn’t understand Tang Qi at all. Once his “Second Body” erged, he stepped forward and the next mont, appeared in front of Samra.
Before Samra could finish her question, Tang Qi’s hand, as large as a cattail leaf fan, violently clutched her head.
His already thick arm bulged instantly.
“Boom”
A brutal scene unfolded.
Samra was forcefully pressed into the ground by Tang Qi, her witchcraft instantly disrupted. Now, her upper body was in a pit, her lower body dangling down, her skin completely like old tree bark, dull and wrinkled, her hair snow-white and withered, like a tattered voodoo doll.
An even more violent scene about to occur would surely attract condemnation from onlookers.
Tang Qi activated the Monster Power Technique, his terrifying fists clenched, and then punch after punch in the “bang bang bang” sounds, Samra’s body was completely smashed into the pit, her forrly tall and solid witch’s body now turned into a rotting mass of flesh.
At the bottom of the pit, Samra fully realized that she was facing a violent madman hell-bent on killing her.
“Hiss”
Samra mustered the last bit of her magic power and released a silent hiss towards Tang Qi’s head.
A terrifying spiritual shock burst forth at that instant.
Before Tang Qi’s eyes, the scene shifted, and he was dragged into an experience just like the one Professor Cassel went through recently—naked, entangled, and devoured by countless black snakes.
“Hmph”
But what Samra heard was not Tang Qi’s wailing, but a cold snort, followed by an overwhelming spiritual power that effortlessly shattered the illusion. Did Samra quickly recall that the illusion that tricked her out of her last Great Witchcraft was cast by this violent madman?
Simultaneously, many things dawned on Samra, and she asked urgently and angrily.
“Did you kill Abu?”
“Is this all your doing?”
“Who on earth are you?”
…
Samra was desperate to know the truth, but she didn’t get an answer,
All she saw was Tang Qi raising his fist once more…
Samra felt suffocated, scared of impending death, and filled with boundless anger.
She was a mighty witch; if it weren’t for resisting the Big Explosion, having consud most of her power, how could she be hamred to death alive by a violent madman?
The soon to be “Shattered” Samra was well aware that her fragile body could not withstand another punch — it would probably turn into minced at completely.
She wouldn’t allow that to happen.
Samra opened her mouth wide, and in extre anger and despair, she spat out a word, while an unprecedentedly horrific aura surged suddenly from those pair of dark, hollow eyes.
“O! Satha!”
A powerful sound wave, accompanied by an exceedingly terrifying magic power, erupted before Tang Qi like a deluge.
From the depths of Tang Qi’s eyes, he saw the disfigured Samra, who after letting out that roar, completely lost the breath of life, but from her pair of black eye sockets, suddenly sprang a black ghost light that startled Tang Qi.
As Tang Qi saw the information fragnts flowing like blood before his eyes, his whole body shuddered and the hair on the back of his neck stood on end.
“The Power of the Unknown Evil God is descending…”
“Buzz”
Tang Qi’s heart raced violently, and with the fragnts, he saw Samra’s soul wailing in a world of misty darkness, swirling within the ghost light.
This was the price!
The price for summoning the Power of the Evil God!
Just as Samra was about to be pulled into the dark depths, Tang Qi’s fist, which was about to fall, suddenly changed and then fell with unprecedented speed.
“Puchi!”
A hand, covered with golden Light Flas, at that mont forcefully plunged into her eye socket, grabbed hold of Samra, who was wailing, and amidst the spreading glow, she was liberated.
The dangerous premonition that made Tang Qi’s skin crawl also dissipated at that mont.
The ghost light reluctantly faded away, leaving the utterly shattered, aged body.
The forest fell into utter silence.
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