Now that it was winter, the Nafeburg parish in the highlands had already entered the snow season.
Nafeburg parish, near the border of the High Witch Mountain City on the west side of the mountain range.
In Uru Town, sparse snowflakes were falling.
In the center of Uru Town.
Several bonfires on wooden racks were burning fiercely.
On a huge stake, a young girl of only 16 or 17 years old in thin clothes was hung on the stake. Snowflakes blew over the girl's body. The girl's body couldn't even tremble. She was already a little frozen.
The densely packed residents below had their hands clasped in front of their chests. They were devoutly listening to the deacon's sentence.
The deacon wearing a white clergy robe loudly and passionately listed the crimes of this "witch".
"… Sinful soul from the abyss of hell, you will suffer the burning of fire. Only in the holy light and fire can your soul be purified."
As the deacon of the War Church finished listing her crimes.
The residents below were all furious. They waved their fists and roared loudly.
"Burn her."
"Burn this damned witch to death. They are the ones who brought the dark creatures here."
"It was this witch who brought the plague."
"This ugly and disgusting person, burn her."
"Only when she's dead can we have peace here."
"…"
Everyone who was roaring below had anger written all over their faces.
It was as if the witch they had never met was their enemy.
Looking at the angry residents below, the mid-rank deacon "Fabric Hals" had a satisfied smile on his face.
He glanced at the young rank 2 witch.
Fabric Hals picked up a torch and lit the wood below the witch that was covered in black oil.
Whoosh —
The flames quickly bloomed.
Fabrik Hals' fat face became more and more distorted under the dancing flames.
With the arrival of winter, the dark creatures had begun to appear in the highlands and forests.
He was Fabric Hals, a Transcendent Rank-4 mid-rank deacon "Faith Master". He could perform many divine spells, dispel, purify, and so on.
This time, he came to this border town with the intention of killing a group of dark creatures before returning.
He didn't expect to meet a Second Grade Witch here. Although this Second Grade Witch wasn't very powerful, her methods were quite powerful.
There were two knights of the fourth grade, six knights of the third grade, fifteen knights of the second grade, and more than fifty knights of the first grade.
Even with so many Extraordinaires working together, the witch still managed to kill a tier-3 knight, five tier-2 knights, and fourteen tier-1 knights.
Yesterday, he had used a divine technique to imprison her power.
Today, he would burn him to death.
This way, he could return as soon as possible. After all, no one wanted to look for those dark creatures in the cold wilderness.
As for the consequences of those dark creatures wreaking havoc, it wasn't within the scope of consideration.
I've already killed an evil witch. What else do you want?
Moreover, it might not be a bad thing for the dark creatures to bite these ignorant fellows to death and reduce the population. That way, their prayers would be more devout.
"We can't let those lowly commoners live too comfortably. Otherwise, they will cause trouble everywhere."
This was the "earnest teachings" of Fabrik Hals' father when he helped Fabrik Hals bribe his way to become a priest.
And Fabrik Hals understood this very well.
In the corner.
Gounières, who had witnessed this scene from the beginning to the end, shook his head slightly.
"No wonder the Empire in the North wants to eliminate the rule of the Church in the South. This kind of ignorant policy is simply not treating people as humans."
"The results of the steam revolution in the North have already been spread out. The Empire has even started to sign more labor protection laws during this period, such as the minimum wage system, labor protection association, labor assistance program, and so on."
"This place is still carrying out the practices of the Dark Middle Ages. It's not just eating people's blood. It's simply eating their bones and mocking them for not being devout enough." Gounières shook his head and sighed softly.
"More importantly, these fellows are working with evil gods to destroy this world. These fellows are jackals of the same tribe. They should be eliminated."
Gounières' gaze then landed on the Second Grade Witch.
After a moment of staring, Gounières' lips curled into a smile.
"How interesting. I didn't expect to see a self-awakened Star Rank Extraordinary class in such a desolate corner — Bloodthirsty Witch."
"What's your name?" Gounières asked softly.
Arya's face was ashen and her eyes were filled with despair. When she heard the clear voice in her mind, her heart trembled. Hope appeared in her eyes.
"Arya. My name is Arya," Arya said weakly through her dry throat.
Arya's body was weak, but her mind was clear.
"Milord, can you save me?" Arya cried for help.
"Of course, but I hope you can kill all the priests and knights of the Church of War on your own," Gounières said softly.
As he spoke, the fire snakes surged forward even more violently.
Gounières waved his hand.
Arya immediately sensed that the scorching flames had been completely cut off.
Even though she was bathed in flames, Arya didn't feel the slightest bit of damage from the flames.
The chance to live was right in front of her. How could Arya refuse?
"Thank you, sir, for giving me a chance for revenge," Arya said weakly, clenching her fists.
Soon after, Arya sensed that the powerful restriction restricting her Origin Energy had been broken.
The ropes binding her were burning, but they didn't cause her any harm. Soon, the ropes would break.
At the same time, thick blood flowed out of Arya's hand.
"The blood of a Sixth Grade Witch. And it's blood filled with life energy." Arya's heart trembled.
The more powerful the blood, the more it would help her.
Arya impatiently absorbed the power of the blood that the Lord had given her.
Gurgle …
As large amounts of blood flowed into her, Arya's strength was quickly recovering.
As a Bloodthirsty Witch, blood was the foundation of her strength.
With blood, she could quickly recover from her injuries, her strength, and even her soul.
This was the specialty of her Cosmic Echelon, the Bloodthirsty Witch.
Of course, as a powerful Cosmic Echelon, the Bloodthirsty Witch.
The most powerful thing about her was that she could use the powerful blood to quickly grow stronger and strengthen her Bloodthirsty Curses.
At this moment, the thick blood was flowing toward her. It was obvious that the Lord had done this intentionally.
Thus, Arya frantically devoured and absorbed the blood.
This was the blood of a Sixth Grade Witch.
Normally, she wouldn't have been able to enjoy it.
Bathed in flames, Arya frantically converted the Sixth Grade Witch's blood.
The flames continued to burn, completely enveloping Arya. Arya was quickly recovering and growing stronger.
When the rising flames began to wane, the flames began to burn.
Arya's figure gradually appeared.
"That witch hasn't been burned to death yet."
At this moment, someone cried out in surprise.
"Look, that witch is moving."
"Oh my god."
"… …"
Cries of surprise came from the crowd.
"What?" In the distance, Fabrik Hals heard this and his expression changed.
Although a Tier 2 Transcendent was powerful, they were still easily burned to death by the flames.
Moreover, that witch wasn't a Fire Witch. It was impossible for her not to be burned to death.
At this moment.
In the gradually dissipating flames.
Arya, who was close to Late Rank 2 Extraordinary, borrowed the power of the blood and successfully reached Late Rank 2 Extraordinary.
Many of her Bloodthirsty Curses were also greatly enhanced by the power of the blood.
It could be said that Arya was now unprecedentedly powerful.
Arya, who was bathed in flames, slowly raised her head. Her pale cheeks blushed slightly as she smiled.
Arya looked at the surrounding townsfolk who had shocked expressions on their faces, as well as the many knights who were waiting for her.
"All of you will die today." With a furious roar, Arya broke free from the restraints of the stake and charged out.
Her slender fingers suddenly clenched in the air.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The sound of a heart rupturing rang out.
The few townsfolk at the front trembled and spat out blood as they died.
After that, Arya transformed into a ball of bloody light and entered the body of a rank 2 Knight.
"Ah!"
The Rank 2 knight screamed in agony.
Then, with a "Peng!", the whole body of the knight exploded.
Blood splattered everywhere from the explosion.
Several townsfolk who were accidentally stained by the blood wailed and fell to the ground. Their wounds were rotting at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Kill her." Fabrik Hals' expression darkened when he saw this scene. He immediately roared in anger.
Fabrik Hals regretted not killing this damned witch yesterday.
"Even if you break free, you will still die this time," Fabrik Hals said viciously.
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