Chapter 721: The [Witch] you mentioned, is it the one that tastes very good?
The journey of the three people was not pleasant along the way . There were many strange things in the territory of the Vahlan Empire.
These things come in groups and have strange abilities, and most importantly, they look pretty chilling.
Even the twisted creatures encountered in Sunset Peak and Windy Plains were more logical than what appeared before his eyes.
"So, does anyone recognize what this is?"
Mo Cheng grabbed a creature with one hand that looked like a corgi in size, but its body seemed to be compressed by a whirlpool of constantly rotating fog. At the same time, the surface of its body was covered with eyeballs. Some of the eye lenses had tentacles growing on them, while others had mouths growing on their eyes.
"It's a species I've never seen before. It looks like an unnatural life form that has been contaminated by some force."
After taking a quick glance, Dorothy stopped observing the struggling creature in Mo Cheng's hands. It was not because she did not have the curiosity that a wizard should have, but because the creature's eyes were filled with undisguised malice, and every eyeball was constantly releasing different ray spells like a bombardment.
Ice rays, scorching rays, negative energy rays, colorful jets...
The whole thing is like a light emitter, and if you look at the vortex that makes up its body for too long, you will have the illusion that you are being distorted.
No, being twisted was not an illusion. When Mo Cheng grabbed the creature's hand, he could clearly feel that there was a force trying to twist his body. At the same time, the rays emitted by those many eyeballs also made him feel very annoyed.
Even if he ignored many low-level magic rays, he still felt uncomfortable with the feeling of alternating between ice and fire.
Especially the clothes on my body, they can't withstand such bombardment.
Ever since he learned that the clothes he brought from his hometown all had built-in [repair] functions, Mo Cheng simply didn't spend a penny on buying clothes.
A former monk who had grown accustomed to the Pledge of Poverty did not need any additional armor thicker than linen .
Not to mention his own [Dragon Bloodline] which provides built-in armor, [Siren Shell] which reduces damage, and [Berserker Blood] which provides superb recovery. In the face of these three skills, Mo Cheng doesn't think he needs any additional protective gear besides the artifact.
It is good to have it naturally, but there is no need to pursue it specifically.
When Mo Cheng realized that if he continued to let the thing in his hand struggle, he would not be able to go far or he would have to consider running naked, so he exerted force with his palm and "gra" sounded, directly breaking the head of the dog-like creature.
I saw the misty body suddenly exploded, but no liquid that could be called blood flowed out, only a ball of mist that continued to dissipate.
Seeing this, Dorothy took Margaret two steps outside and frowned: "This thing doesn't look like it's uncontaminated."
"It's 100% contaminated. Be careful not to get contaminated by this stuff. It's very troublesome."
The mists were highly infectious, and even Mo Cheng couldn't help but wonder if the creature just now was just a dog that was infected by the mist.
The pure white holy light flickered, and the absolutely pure color rejected any impurities, completely destroying those mist-like things without leaving any trace.
"This thing is weird and it's also very troublesome."
The mist alone was highly infectious, and with that strange twisting force, plus some weird stuff, Mo Cheng could assert that anyone below the level of [Hero] without special means could already start thinking of their last words when facing this kind of creature.
"It looks like some kind of product." Dorothy thought carefully about the creatures that attacked her, and thought of a faction that was rare even among wizards.
"Like... a product of chaos."
Chaos. Mo Cheng could understand the meaning of this word, but he didn't have enough knowledge of the wizard knowledge that Dorothy mentioned. "Explain it."
"Literally, it means chaos and disorder, with infinite possibilities and difficulty in reproducing. This type of magic is called [Chaos] among mages."
"If what the mages in our time period were pursuing was knowledge that could be analyzed, copied, and reproduced, then it was undoubtedly the representative of [Order]."
"Similarly, some mages pursue the explicable and reproducible [order], while others pursue [chaos]." As she spoke, Dorothy suddenly kept the secret, "Guess what among the spells of mages belongs to [chaos]?"
Mo Cheng frowned and pondered for a long time before hesitantly asking, "What about the Hamangxing Curse?"
The Naha Rush Curse, a unique spell of the Chaos Mages, is in a sense a spell that depends a lot on luck.
If you are lucky, beating nine rings with one ring is not a dream.
"Yes, the Chaos Mage does pursue the power of chaos to some extent, but if we talk about turning the power of Chaos into a profession..."
Dorothy paused and said a name, "Do you know [Witch]?"
Witch? The delicious one?
His mind suddenly turned, but Mo Cheng soon realized what Dorothy was asking about, "Chaos Witch Krag? Or... Yi...!"
Before the name was spoken, Dorothy quickly reached out and covered Mo Cheng's mouth, "Don't shout out that name, otherwise it will be sensed and cause and effect will be created ."
The original source of the witch race, Izalith, also known as the Old Witch, the hotbed of chaos.
Located at the bottom of the Abyss, it is one of the sources of the birth of demons.
What Mo Cheng remembers most about the old witch Izalith is the chaos fire that burned the ash tree, and the countless bizarre demons that were born after she turned into a hotbed of chaos.
It is unknown whether [Izalith] is the name of the old witch or the name of the place closest to Chaos.
Mo Cheng recalled that at the bottom of the Abyss, in a city called Izalith, the demons born there did have similarities with the creatures just now.
They are all equally ugly.
"God, witch, chaos..."
Mo Cheng suddenly sighed. He realized that the final copy of the series [Mad King's Rebellion] might not be as easy to solve as he thought.
The elements just mentioned are enough to fight a battle of attack and defense in the ruins.
Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a little regretful. He regretted that he had not tried to find information about the collapse of the Vahlan Empire before.
Although there is not much information about the Vahlan Empire and Mad King Dom in normal times, it seems as if someone is controlling this information and erasing it bit by bit.
"So, this time, in addition to dealing with a divine evil [Feani], we also need to pay attention to the whereabouts of the demon, which is related to the Chaos Hotbed..."
Honestly speaking, Mo Cheng now has no other emotions except regret.
If I had known this earlier, I would not have brought teammates with me. I would have just come in alone and killed everyone I saw.
For a dungeon that involves too many factors, killing all the enemies inside is actually a more direct way to pass it.
