However, he had to join the Witch Cult…
He asked, “Can I choose to refuse it?”
“Of course, there is no problem, but you will explode into a cloud of bloody mist like your senior. In this case, do you still choose not to join it?”
That man’s body stiffened. The hook hanging down from the moon was still hooking him!
“I… I will join it!”
“Great. Congratulations. You’ve made a wise choice for being a member of my Witch Cult.” Tiffany said indifferently, but she suddenly changed the subject. “However, there is an ironclad rule in the Witch Cult. One must not insult the great warlock, or else a death penalty will be incurred. You have just insulted the great warlock According to the sect’s rule, death will be bestowed upon you.”
“Ah!”
Boom!
Another man exploded.
Failure to pass the test would result in death. It turned out that one would also die after passing the test.
“Everyone, come and gather over here!” Saria said loudly, “She wants to turn all our cultivation, flesh, and blood into a bloody mist to replenish her force field. There must be a trick within it. We will attack it together!”
“Alright!”
“Break that bloody barrier!”
Shortly afterward, a large group of people launched clustered attacks endlessly on the bloody moon in mid-air, but they disappeared without a trace.
A ray of light was shot out of the moon again. It aimed straight at Saria this time.
“Break it!”
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Boom!
A large energy explosion occurred with overwhelming bloody light around it.
Saria blocked it successfully, but she also paid the price. Both her hands were blown off, and her sleeves were empty inside.
Tiffany looked at her. “You are quite capable. Let’s see how you are going to block it this time. Go!”
Another stream of energy rushed down. It seemed that there was no solution except death!
Just then, Alex roared, “True Martial Tyrant Sword! Great Claymore Spell!”
Boom!
The Immortal Butcher struck hard on the bloody line.
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