The Wizard’s Fairy Tale

no trace!

William was a little surprised. Under his spiritual vision, the invisibility effect of the flesh and blood puppeteer should not work.

How could he not be found?

William was taken aback for a moment, then listened attentively, and the light wind blowing across the entire Navian floating island brought the information he wanted.

William looked speechless, and his body rose rapidly. In mid-air, he saw the flesh and blood puppet master fleeing on the edge of the floating island.

Well, and its nasty arms that fled in other directions.

And even if he was running away, the flesh and blood puppet master used witchcraft to cover up his whereabouts.

In this regard, William would even praise it for being "meticulous". Is this because he escaped from experience?

Seeing that the flesh and blood puppet master was about to escape into the four-winged spiritual bone carriage, William still acted calmly.

With a movement of his eyes, the wind at the edge of the Navia floating island, which seemed to be relatively calm at first, suddenly became more urgent as if the assembly call had been sounded. A tornado with a diameter of fifty or sixty meters was formed.

The tornado was raging with a destructive momentum, and the lights on several four-winged spiritual bone carriages flashed continuously, but they still had no power to parry. The power of acquisition is shattered, and the aura is annihilated.

The flesh and blood puppet master stood on the edge of the Navia floating island, with granulation sprouts and rows of hook teeth on the soles of his feet, which hooked to the ground, allowing him to stabilize his figure before the tornado.

The strong wind directly destroyed the invisibility witchcraft that the flesh and blood puppet master had been maintaining, blowing off the layer of black smoke on the flesh and blood puppet master's face, revealing the extremely ugly expression inside.

It suddenly shouted at the tornado, "I can sign a soul contract with you and become your loyal servant."

"I know many things. My property, my knowledge, my power, everything about me can belong to you, as long as you give me a way out."

"I can keep a secret for you!"

"I know you can hear it, and I know you must know the weight of it..."

William could indeed hear the words of the Flesh Puppeteer, and the wind would bring the information he wanted.

William opened his mouth slightly, and his face appeared on the tornado.

"Sorry, I don't need to."

As he said that, with a thought of William, the pulsation wave of the earthquake precisely erupted at the feet of the flesh and blood puppet master.

"boom…….."

With the violent sound, the flesh and blood puppeteer was blown away on the spot. Because of the protection of his body with several body-protecting witchcraft, the flesh and blood puppet master did not suffer much damage.

But in the next second, William's face in the tornado opened his mouth and made a suction movement, and suddenly, a huge suction force came oncoming.

The flesh and blood puppet master who was in mid-air had no time to resist, and was sucked into it, spinning at an astonishing speed.

The tornado created by William with the authority of the Lord of Storms is more powerful than that.

In the tornado, the wind sounded like knives, and the dense wind knives blew on the body of the flesh and blood puppet master.

In the beginning, the flesh and blood puppeteer could still rely on his own talent to defend against witchcraft, but soon, as if endless wind blade attacks, worn out his third-level talent to defend against witchcraft, directly attacking his body .

The blood mist rang out in the tornado along with the shrill begging for mercy, but soon, it was covered by the louder whistling wind.

The third-level wizard in the majestic bone forest was swept up in the tornado and died. His death was horrible, and his body was as fragmented as broken glass.

"It seems that something is missing?" William, who was in the sky above the Sharp family's wizard residence on the floating island of Navia, tilted his head and thought after easily killing the flesh and blood puppet master.

"Oh, what about the two hands?" William suddenly remembered, and his pale golden eyes looked towards the other side.

Soon, William found their tracks.

I saw the two disgusting mutated arms of the flesh and blood puppeteer, one in the south and the other in the north, lying flat on the ground like a dead body,

like a statue.

It seems that after the main body of the flesh and blood puppeteer died, even the two split arms walked into death.

But under William's aura vision, this is not the case. You can also see that the two arms still retain tenacious vitality, and... the soul fluctuations of the flesh and blood puppeteer that William is familiar with.

William shook his head. The flesh and blood puppeteer didn't know whether to call it cunning or timid.

As early as when the arm was split, part of his soul was also premeditated.

Although William didn't know how it did this, maybe it had a special way of meditating in the Bone Forest, maybe it was its own special ability.

In the eyes of ordinary people, they might think that these two arms are already dead objects, and then dispose of them at will, and finally let the flesh and blood puppet master Jin Chan successfully escape from the shell and escape.

This possibility is very high.

But unfortunately, the impossible opponent he encountered this time was William.

Its tricks, under William's aura vision, have nowhere to hide.

William looked at the two mutated arms in different positions, a teasing light flashed in his eyes, and the authority of the God of Earth Splitter in his blood burst out instantly.

I saw a deep crack in the ground where the two arms were.

Two dead arms fell off.

With William's keen vision, he could see that the flesh and blood puppeteer's two mutated arms moved invisibly when they were about to fall into the crack.

Then the two arms were "coincidentally" stuck in the middle of the crack.

William laughed silently in mid-air, and with a thought, the two deep seams began to close together, squeezing towards the middle.

The two mutated arms of the flesh and blood puppeteer really couldn't fit anymore, and the five fingers became bigger and thicker, and instantly grew into tentacles with flesh and blood suckers that resisted the cracks on both sides and closed, and the fangs on the palm of the mouth also came out. With a sharp cry, he uttered the most vicious curse at William.

However, this is the last stubbornness of the weak.

Even the main body of the flesh and blood puppet master can't last long under the power of William's Poseidon, let alone two split arms, like a source of no water?

William only exerted a little force, and the cracks on both sides were squeezed and closed towards the middle with an unstoppable force.

The flesh and blood puppet master's two mutated arms blocked it for only a few seconds before being squeezed into a fleshy paste by the closed cracks and completely buried in the underground abyss, leaving only the last crazy resentment.

"Oh, by the way, I seem to have missed something?" William, who was in midair, frowned after completely killing the body of the flesh and blood puppeteer, thinking hard.

A flash of light flashed across his mind like lightning.

"That's right, this guy is so doggy, just like the dog masters in his previous life's fairy tale novels, he is so stable that he might have left other followers behind! I can't be capsized in the gutter!" William thought in his heart.

He couldn't be sure who the flesh and blood puppeteer had left behind, but it didn't matter, he was not only a descendant of Poseidon with the strength of a bronze noble, but also a fate wizard who was good at cursing.

Because of his mental strength, his magic power was too late to condense, and he only had 500 points of magic power, but it should be more than enough to curse a dead third-level wizard.

In William's deep sea of ​​consciousness, the innate witchcraft crystal of "Curse of Fate" trembled slightly, and the river of fate began to ripple.

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Black Territory · Forest of Bones.

The headquarters of the corpse forest is built on a huge mountain of corpses like a mountain.

This mountain of corpses is made up of the corpses of countless races. The mountain is full of resentment, corpses are like a forest, ghosts are rampant, and there are countless evils and strange places.

Among them, the core of the corpse forest is the burial place located in the valley of the corpse mountain.

The only two third-level great wizards in the bone forest, the flesh and blood puppet master, and the soul-absorbing witch, both set their permanent residences here.

It's just that in the wizarding world, there is no warmth, no trust.

Although these two great wizards belong to the same organization, their research sites are far apart.

For example, the Flesh Workshop of the Flesh Puppeteer is on the east side of the Boneyard, and the Pleasure House of the Soul Drain Witch is on the west side of the Boneyard.

There is a feeling that entering the water does not violate the river water.

"Oh no!"

On this day, in the joyful hut, the soul-absorbing witch was enjoying the service of five pale and handsome wizards. Suddenly, a shrill scream spread throughout the entire burial ground, which also alarmed the six people. The soul-absorbing witch.

"What's going on?" The soul-absorbing witch violently pushed away the wizard who was licking under her. The movement was so fast that the male apprentice was caught off guard by the fangs under the soul-absorbing witch, and his entire tongue was pulled out. He fell down, dripping with blood.

The wizard screamed incessantly.

A look of boredom flashed across the face of the soul-absorbing witch, and she sucked violently at the screaming wizard, and her entire soul was sucked into the mouth of the soul-absorbing witch.

The wizard's face instantly turned pale, and he became silent forever.

The remaining four wizards all looked terrified and kept silent like cicadas.

But the soul-absorbing witch didn't care about it. The wizard, like wheat seeds, sow the seeds in spring, and harvest them in autumn. There are plenty of them.

What she cared about was the screams coming from the Flesh Workshop.

Although she never liked the "companion" who looked more like a mouse than a great wizard, it must be said that the existence of the flesh and blood puppeteer played a big role in maintaining the majesty of the entire forest of bones.

And the existence of the Forest of Bones, in turn, can obtain various rare resources for these high-ranking third-level wizards, allowing them to go further on the road of wizards.

From this point of view, the soul-absorbing witch is unwilling to see the Forest of Bones decline.

The soul-absorbing witch's face showed hesitation, she pondered for a moment, her naked and enchanting body was covered with a transparent tulle, she instantly turned into a ghost, and floated towards the flesh and blood workshop where the flesh and blood puppeteer was.

As soon as they arrived at the flesh and blood workshop of the flesh and blood puppeteer, the soul-absorbing witch noticed something was wrong.

It's not like she hasn't been here before.

When she came over, although the flesh and blood workshop exuded a caustic stench, the whole flesh and blood workshop was alive, wriggling, pink all over, like freshly cut pieces of meat.

But now, the whole flesh and blood work, although it also exudes a stench, but it no longer squirms, as if it is dead, the whole body has become pale, and some black spots have begun to appear.

Not like, but really dead.

Although it is not very clear, the soul-absorbing witch understands that the flesh and blood workshop is very important to the flesh and blood puppeteer.

And now, the flesh and blood workshop is "dead", does it mean that the flesh and blood puppet master has also encountered an accident?

The soul-absorbing witch's expression suddenly dropped.

"Impossible, this coward without courage, who didn't even dare to fight a second-level wizard, died so suddenly? Impossible!" The soul-absorbing witch couldn't believe it in her heart.

But the reality is so ruthless.

Not long after, the soul-absorbing witch had to let herself accept a fact.

"The Flesh Puppet Master is really dead! He's completely dead!"

"Stupid guy! Useless trash!" The soul-absorbing witch who confirmed the news roared angrily.

She cast an enchantment on the Flesh and Flesh Workshop, turned around and went back to the Hut of Joy.

The first thing was to kill her four male wizards.

Although it is not known how the flesh and blood puppet master died, the news of the death of the flesh and blood puppet master cannot be known to the outside world.

At least not for now.

Especially the two great wizards who are rivals of Wisdom and the Tower of Knowledge know.

Otherwise, the consequences will be disastrous.

The four trembling male wizards didn't expect it at all. They just heard a scream and lost their lives. Even the soul consciousness entered the soul-sucking witch's mouth.

Another thing that the soul-absorbing witch has to do is to relax the control over the few critical second-level wizards in the bone forest, and increase the resources invested in them.

The Grove of Bones desperately needs a new Level 3 wizard.

Because resources are always limited, it is enough for the bone forest to have two third-level great wizards. Before, both of them were level-2 critical wizards who tacitly suppressed the entire bone forest, but now, they have to relax.

And all of this must be done quietly, without letting the outside world know, let alone the insiders of the Bone Forest.

Otherwise, the fire of backlash will come very fast and fierce!

And the last thing to do is to investigate the cause of the flesh puppet master's death, to find out whether it died because of the research of forbidden witchcraft, or was ambushed and killed outside, or what the reason is.

Only the soul-absorbing witch who knows the cause of the flesh and blood puppet master's death can decide what to do next!

But this is the most difficult thing.

In the flesh and blood workshop, the soul-absorbing witch did not find the body of the flesh and blood puppeteer.

But the screams that spread throughout the Boneyard were indeed the voice of the flesh and blood puppet master.

The mystery among them, like a thick dark cloud, weighed on her head.

And William, who caused all this, didn't even know that his casual action made a third-level great wizard sleepless at night.

He was still on the floating island of Navia, using the power of the sea to summon the vitality of water to heal the injured subjects of the Sharp family and apprentice wizards.

It is extremely rare in the entire history of the Black Territory to be cared for by a descendant of the bronze noble blood and a third-level fate wizard.

William's battle against the flesh-and-blood puppet master and its flesh-and-blood puppets, although the battle was very hearty, also consumed a lot of authority.

After the battle, William made a count and found that 86 powers of authority were consumed.

Fortunately, the power of authority in the blood can slowly recover over time, just like magic power.