Excruciating pain came from Ma Wen's abdomen. He didn't expect that Hathaway would suddenly regain her mobility.
Moreover, after she recovered, she really attacked him!
Although the Fist of Asuke was a shapeless spell, it could be used repeatedly over a long period of time.
Ma Wen took the punch head-on. He was sent flying from the top of the mountain and fell to the ground in a sorry state.
Fortunately, he was now a Legendary Profession, so his body was much tougher. Otherwise, an ordinary person would be half-dead from such a fall.
Even so, Ma Wen still saw stars from the punch.
He clutched his stomach in pain and sucked in a breath of cold air. He couldn't even say a word.
The data panel showed that three of his ribs were broken and he was suffering from severe internal bleeding!
Fortunately, he had a good constitution and good resistances, so he wasn't seriously injured.
If he were a Rogue, such as a Shadow Rogue or the Hand of Paleness, he would have been on the verge of death from this punch.
Ma Wen didn't expect Hathaway to be so ruthless.
Whoosh!
A figure suddenly appeared in front of Ma Wen.
Hathaway's face was cold. She condensed the Fist of Asuke again and aimed it at Ma Wen.
Ma Wen clenched his teeth. He was about to say something when his opponent threw another punch at him!
This time, Ma Wen put on a defensive stance and took the punch head-on!
Crack! Crack!
His two forearms were broken!
Ma Wen vomited blood and was sent flying like a kite with a broken string!
He crashed into two unlucky trees along the way.
Intense pain filled Ma Wen's body. He would have passed out if he didn't have specialties such as Tenacity.
Even so, he didn't feel well.
The punch landed squarely on his chest. He tried to defend himself with his hand, but it still hit him.
Severe injury!
Large red words appeared on the data panel.
Ma Wen smiled bitterly in his heart. However, his face was covered in blood. He couldn't smile anymore.
He didn't expect that he would be beaten to death by Hathaway after killing the Demonic Phoenix.
Swoosh.
Hathaway's speed was very fast, and she appeared in front of Ma Wen again.
But this time, she didn't make a move. Instead, she frowned and asked,
"Why didn't you hide?"
Ma Wen was in so much pain that he couldn't even speak.
In the face of Hathaway's question, he just smiled bitterly and shook his head.
A hint of killing intent flashed in Hathaway's eyes.
"Very well, then go to hell!"
Ma Wen sighed in his heart. If he didn't dodge, he might really die.
In the next second, he was just about to forcibly escape into the shadow plane.
But at this moment, Asuke's fist suddenly collapsed on its own.
Hathaway stood there in a daze. She didn't know when it started, but a tear appeared in the corner of her eye.
Pa!
Her tears fell onto Ma Wen's palm.
The tear didn't melt. Instead, it condensed into something that looked like a pearl.
"Why, why would I cry?"
Hathaway was confused.
Ma Wen felt a little relieved, but he still couldn't speak. He could only raise his head and look into Hathaway's eyes.
"You are such a glib talker. You stole my plane's will and took advantage of me. Do you really think you can survive?"
Hathaway looked like a twelve-year-old girl, but her tone was domineering, as if she were a queen who ruled over the world.
At this moment, Ma Wen was finally able to speak.
"You can kill me, because you saved my life. But first you saved me, and now you want to kill me. Isn't it a contradiction? "
The confusion in Hathaway's eyes intensified.
"I saved you?"
Ma Wen nodded.
She spun in place twice, then suddenly turned around and punched Ma Wen in the face!
"I don't believe a glib talker like you!"
She snorted coldly.
Ma Wen was caught off guard. It was too late for him to escape into the shadow plane or use a skill to escape. He was knocked out by the punch!
…
When he opened his eyes, the first thing that entered his eyes was a piece of dark green leaf.
He silently looked at his surroundings. It was obvious that this was a standard elven hut.
The common tools used by wood elves were all there. A beautiful figure was sitting on the windowsill and writing something.
Ma Wen checked his body's condition and found that he was really miserable.
He was seriously injured and his strength was less than one-tenth of his normal state.
If an enemy came at this time, he wouldn't be able to escape even if he wanted to.
After advancing to the Ruler of the Night, his body had been greatly strengthened. Even under such a blow, he was still able to slowly recover.
However, it would take a long time for him to recover naturally. Especially the broken ribs, it would be very troublesome without spells or surgery to repair them.
Ma Wen forced himself up, and the wood elf who was writing a letter immediately turned around.
Ma Wen was a little surprised that the person who saved him was the messenger, Butterfly.
Butterfly looked at Ma Wen calmly. "You really won't die so easily."
Ma Wen was speechless. "What kind of answer is that?"
Butterfly pointed outside. "I saw you being beaten up by that woman."
"But I couldn't beat her, so I didn't dare to come out."
"I only dared to come and see if you were dead after she left."
Ma Wen sweated.
It turned out that Butterfly was already nearby when he was beaten up by Hathaway.
"What are you writing?" Ma Wen asked casually.
In his view, since Butterfly had saved him, Hathaway must have left.
She didn't kill him in the end.
Although he didn't know what happened to her, Ma Wen swore that he would find her memories.
He owed her that.
…
"Ah … a letter asking for help from the White River Valley. I wrote in the letter that their Lord was beaten by a crazy woman until he was half paralyzed … they should be sending someone to pick you up soon. "
Butterfly bit her pen and blinked. "I'm just a small messenger, I can't send you back, and my Blackie won't be able to carry both of us."
At this point, a low screech came from outside the hut.
A shadow flashed by outside the elven hut.
Obviously, it was the Golden-feathered Griffin. It wasn't clear if it was unhappy with the name Blackie, or because of Butterfly's nonsense.
With the Golden-feathered Griffin's weight carrying capacity, let alone two people, it could even carry three to five adult men.
Butterfly was obviously talking nonsense with a straight face.
Ma Wen smiled bitterly.
This wood elf was a bit special.
So he changed the subject. "Did you see where she went?"
Butterfly scribbled a few lines of words and spoke as she wrote,
"I didn't. After she beat you up, she muttered to herself for a while, then disappeared for no reason. "
"I'm a coward, so half an hour after she left, I poked you with a branch and found that you weren't dead."
"Don't tell me you told His Highness Ibu about this?"
Butterfly suddenly realized something and turned around to ask.
Ma Wen was completely speechless.
"I didn't … but then again, what does this have to do with Ibu?"
Butterfly very naturally replied: "Of course it has to do with him. All the elves in the Thousand Leaf Forest know that His Highness Ibu likes you the most. "
"I've never seen him being so intimate with anyone before. If I saw the future Princess … Ah, no … Anyway, I saw you lying there for a long time before I went to save you, His Highness would definitely scold me!"
Ma Wen almost fainted.
He decided to shut up and stop this useless conversation with Butterfly.
This girl always had the ability to talk nonsense with a straight face, and her expression was especially realistic. Her temperament was especially natural, making it impossible to refute.
Anyway, Butterfly was writing a letter to the White River Valley, and he believed that someone would come to save him soon.
He leaned against the simple wooden bed, and suddenly, he felt his palm heat up.
It was that tear.
Ma Wen brought the tear in front of his eyes, and on the data panel, a series of information suddenly flashed:
[Tear of the Witch King (Treasure)]
[Effect: Death or Power]
[Description: If consumed by someone close to the Witch King, they will obtain great power; if consumed by a stranger, they will die]
…
Witch's tear?
Ma Wen's heart skipped a beat.
This was Hathaway's tear, he didn't expect it to become a treasure.
Could it be that she really obtained the inheritance of the ancient witches of Anze Land and became the Witch King?
"Is this a test for me?"
Vaguely, Marvin felt as if a pair of eyes were staring at his every move.
Suddenly, Marvin smiled and threw the tear into his mouth. He bit down on it like he was eating a jelly bean.
His mouth was full of bitterness.
In the next second, a few lines of information suddenly flashed on the data panel:
[You have consumed the Tear of the Witch King …]
[Your Will + 3]
[You have obtained the right to use witchcraft spells]
[You have obtained the basic witchcraft spell – Fly]
…
The corner of Ma Wen's mouth curled up into a smile.
Hathaway's tear had such a good effect.
Just the + 3 Will was already a very scary attribute, and now he had obtained a witchcraft spell that was equivalent to the effect of [Fly] once a day!
This was a big win.
"What are you laughing at?" Butterfly looked at Ma Wen with a strange expression.
Ma Wen's heart skipped a beat. Suddenly, he endured the pain, jumped out of the window, and directly rushed out of the elven hut!
Not far away, a petite figure was standing on a hill, looking into the distance.
Ma Wen endured the pain, sped up, and rushed in front of the figure in one breath.
Hathaway still had that cold expression on her face:
"Haven't you had enough punches?"
Ma Wen said with a smile:
"Do you believe me now?"
Hathaway sneered: "So what if I believe you?"
"Maybe we did have some relationship in the past, but all of this, after I became the Witch King, no longer exists."
"I won't kill you, but don't think that I won't kill you."
"Stay away from me!"
Ma Wen stopped smiling, and said calmly: "If that's the case … why are you still standing here?"
"Why didn't you leave after knocking me out?"
"Or, are you actually expecting something?"
Hathaway was stunned.
…
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