Monarch of Evernight: 246 Talent and Wisdom

bsp;The witch was fully expecting screams, exclamations and blood, but the man below waved the weapon in his hand, hey hey, and actually blocked all the invisible magic blades!

The witch was startled, and then she became excited, secretly thinking that Qianye was indeed cunning, and would actually disguise herself as an ordinary strong human being. Didn't this reveal her trap?

She fell quickly, and when she saw the other person's face clearly, she couldn't help but be startled. That is clearly a girl in a white dress, where is Qianye?

But at this moment, she was full of anger and murderous intent and was looking for a place to vent her anger. How could she care whether 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, his raised eyes were also slightly panicked.

At this moment, demonic energy appeared in the air again, forming countless complicated polygons, protecting Bai Kong inside. An Wen then appeared and said with a wry smile: "She is my friend. For my sake, just let her go!"

The witch said calmly: "Do I need to give you face?"

This sentence was so powerful that An Wen, who had always been good-tempered, even changed his face. Fortunately, no one else followed, and there was only a blank photo next to him.

An Wen took a deep breath and calmed down the flush on his face. There was a deliberate indifference in his voice as he said, "Given our status, you have to give me this face."

Anwen's answer was unprecedentedly tough, which obviously surprised the witch. There was cold murderous intent in the black mist around her, and she said in a cold voice: "Anwen, do you think your identity will allow me to do things I don't want to do?"

An Wen said: "At least with my current status, you are not qualified to insult me."

"What gave you the courage to talk to me like this?!"

"I just don't want to endure your unreasonableness and arrogance anymore."

"You are looking for death, Anwen!"

"Maybe you can kill me, but after killing me, your path to becoming a king will be cut off from now on."

The witch sneered, "Do you think you and I have the same weight in the eyes of those old guys? If I kill you, I have to pay a corresponding price? I really don't know where you get the confidence. You think your talent is already gone. Reached my level."

An Wen said coldly: "My talent may not be as good as yours, but my wisdom is far above yours. Who can go further in the future is still unknown!"

These words surprised the witch even more. Her eyes fell on Bai Kongzhao and said: "Anwen, you were not like this in the past. Is it because of her that you became like this?"

Anwen also glanced at Bai Kongzhao and said calmly: "There are reasons for her, but not all."

"As long as she has a reason, then I will kill her and let you know the price of offending me!"

An Wen's expression changed, and his eyes immediately lit up. With the two-meter long sword in his hand, he took a step across and blocked Bai Kongzhao.

"Do you want to fight me?" the witch said in a cold voice, "Anwen, you should be very aware of the consequences of angering me. Maybe I originally just wanted her to die more simply, but now, maybe I'll kill her first. Drop her hands and feet."

"You can definitely do this after killing me." The light in Anwen's eyes became brighter and brighter.

The witch was silent for a moment, then said: "Do you think I dare not kill you?"

"No, I have always known that all you can do is do whatever you want. But today, I think it is necessary to let you understand that just because I can't beat you is not the reason why I have to be insulted by you!"

Every word An Wen said was resounding, causing the witch's demonic energy to rise and fall significantly.

"Is it because of her that you are so unafraid of death?" The witch's voice became soft and calm. After hearing this, Anwen's expression changed. A witch in this state is truly angry.

"It has nothing to do with her."

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 is cut on Qianye, it will be injured. If it is wrapped around the girl's neck, it can easily cut off her head.

Anwen's expression changed, he gritted his teeth, and instead of rescuing Bai Kongzhao, he used a long sword, with several complex patterns illusory on the blade, and stabbed directly at the witch hidden in the magic mist.

The witch sneered, waved her hand, and dozens more magic threads appeared, criss-crossing, weaving into a dense network, and blocking Anwen. However, she never expected that Anwen would ignore this secret network and bump into him!

Blood mixed with demonic energy splashed in the air. Dozens of wounds appeared on Anwen's body instantly. Five horizontal and three vertical grids were cut out on his face, and his long hair was cut into pieces and broken into pieces. Hair flying everywhere.

He completely threw himself into a trap. The devil has never been good at physical fitness, so he was seriously injured in an instant. If Anwen's demonic energy wasn't of a very high level, just one step behind the witch, this secret network could cut him into hundreds of pieces.

An Wen's eyes were burning with blazing flames. After breaking out of the dense network, he moved forward even more fearlessly. The two-meter long sword in his hand pierced directly into the witch's protective magic mist!

A muffled groan came from the magic mist, and then the mist gradually dissipated, and the witch revealed her true appearance. Anwen's long sword pierced her abdomen, and the sword edge came out from her waist. On the long sword's edge, the witch's blood turned into tiny crystal pearls, fighting to the death with Anwen's demonic energy on the sword's edge.

The long sword penetrated the abdomen, which looked tragic, but in fact it was an acceptable injury for a strong man of this level. Whether it is fatal or not depends on the outcome of the demonic battle between the two sides.

The witch reached out with her right hand and grasped Anwen's neck. She said word for word: "As long as I am willing now, I can completely destroy you!"

An Wen was not afraid and sneered: "Before I die, I can give you the final blow. Maybe you are right, I am indeed not your opponent. But after killing me, you will never think about it in your life. A glimpse of the throne of the great king!"

The witch looked at Anwen carefully as if she didn't know him, and after a moment said: "You are really not afraid of death. Why, because of her?"

"You have asked this question several times." An Wen said expressionlessly.

"Because you never answered." The witch did not relax.

An Wen snorted and refused to say another word. He made it clear that he did not want to give a direct answer. The witch didn't say anything, she just looked at him coldly, and the two of them were frozen there for a moment.

Below, Bai Kongzhao looked at them blankly, wondering what he was thinking.

At this moment, Aiden hurried over and was stunned when he saw this scene.

"You two, this, this is..." Aiden was also a little incoherent. After all, in the eyes of the entire demon race, the witch and Anwen were both superior beings.

"What the hell." Anwen's face was expressionless.

The witch also nodded.

"I lost." After Anwen said this, he took away the demonic energy and drew out his long sword.

The witch did not move, but she spread her fingers slightly and let Anwen go. After the sword left her body, her body was covered by the magic mist, and no one could see her expression and wounds.

An Wen silently took out a dose of magic potion, raised his head and inhaled it, with demonic energy surrounding his body.

Compared with the witch, Anwen could not completely cover himself up at this moment, and it was not necessary. When Aiden arrived just now, he had already seen it clearly.

The criss-crossing blood lines on Anwen's body are really shocking. Every thin line is actually a bottomless wound. This kind of injury cannot be solved by a potion.

Aiden took out two potions and handed them over silently. Anwen took it silently and inhaled one by one. These potions were all of the highest quality, and they were life-saving things they got from the Eternal Flame before entering the maelstrom. Aiden only had two doses in total.

After inhaling three doses of magic potion, Anwen's face became better, and the terrifying blood lines on his face began to slowly fade away. The witch always hides in the magic mist, neither leaving nor appearing.

Aiden coughed and said: "Well, now that you have finished cutting the waste, you can get down to business. If we really can't catch Qianye, should we continue to stay in the Well of Stars? Or simply let the vampires The spider demons stay on their own, and whatever they want to do is their own business."

Aiden has discovered that when he is underground in the Well of Stars, he will be very vulnerable and has almost no power to fight back against attacks from above. So he doesn't think there will be much gain from staying here, but the risks will continue to increase as time goes by. This is the empire's traditional resource point, and there may be other strong human beings appearing.

Besides, the vampires and spider demons seem to have been secretly researching for a long time, and each has props suitable for their own race. The demon only knew about this in the past two days. Even if it was made into source blood, the effect would probably be quite limited, better than nothing. There is really no need to stay here to protect those two families from disaster.

An Wen shook his head and said: "I have roughly understood the principle of condensing and transforming source blood. The difference in materials is not that important. What really matters is the power of the stars that is condensed in the process. Well, let’s call it the power of stars. But the stars we see are not actually stars, at least not what we see with our eyes. But what is their specific and real appearance? Taking on the appearance of stars is a very meaningful topic. I have a hunch that as long as we can understand this phenomenon, there will be a huge leap in our understanding of the nature of the world."

The witch interrupted Anwen coldly, "I'm not interested in your theories. Let's get to the point."

Aiden also seems to lack interest. For him, real combat power is the foundation of everything. After all, he does not have incomparable talents like Anwen and the Witch.

An Wen sighed, shook his head, and said: "The point is, those stars mean power of different natures. Perhaps there are a large number of ordinary stars that have limited differences between each other and are difficult to distinguish. But those special stars, such as Those that are particularly large or bright often have special powers with distinct attributes. In other words, different source blood can be condensed for different stars, even if the blood prisms and spider eggs are not the same as the matrix. It's suitable for us. As long as we choose the right stars, we can also condense the source blood that will be of great help to us demons."

Aiden asked: "Will it also help us?"

An Wen nodded, "The improvement of bloodline power by source blood can be seen from two aspects. One is to enhance the strengths until they reach their peak. The other is to make up for the shortcomings and make us more invulnerable. For example, there are A little bit will help us all, and that is to enhance our physical fitness."

After hearing this, the witch was a little moved.

Although most of the devil's secret techniques do not require the body, it is obvious that the stronger the body, the more advantageous it is in combat and practice. For example, Qianye relied on his extremely powerful body to repeatedly break through the witch's blockade. In the confrontation with Anwen, his body became the key to victory or defeat.

Even a witch cannot refuse a stronger body.

Aiden frowned and said: "How do we find this kind of star, and how can we absorb its power after we find it?"