I Keep Witches While Others Keep Dragons

What happened?

He didn't see it.

With Andrew's strength, he could perceive what happened in just 0.001 seconds.

But all this happened so fast that it completely exceeded Andrew's reaction.

Kelly was lying on the rubble.

Sarah was hung on a piece of steel, piercing through her chest.

While Andrew himself was deeply embedded in a rock.

He couldn't hear any sound, his vision was blurred, and his lungs were burning.

The pain became the only thing he could feel.

It was so painful that he even couldn't feel his body.

What happened? He had no idea at all.

He only knew that he appeared here after the golden light.

If he was hit, why didn't he even feel that he was hit?

Andrew tried to get up.

But he found that his hands and feet were gone.

He struggled to move his head and looked down.

But he found that he had become a human stick and his limbs had disappeared.

His broken hands and feet were bleeding like a tap.

At this speed, within ten seconds, he would lose too much blood and go into shock.

As Kelly and Sarah returned to his soul sea because of injuries, there was only Golden King and Andrew were left on the battlefield.

"They have disappeared. Are they dead?" Golden King slowly came to him and said with a playful smile.

Andrew was speechless and didn't even have the strength to frown.

"So, how do you feel when you fight with the holy king?"

It was so powerful that no one could imagine how to defeat it.

Andrew spat out blood and tried not to go into shock.

In his eyes, the gaze of the holy king gradually became cold.

"Well, for the sake of having a good time this time, tell me, do you have any last words?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he grabbed Andrew's neck and lifted him.

"Of course, even if I tell you, I won't pass it on to you."

Then he withdrew his fingers.

As the huge force was exerted on his neck, Andrew only felt a violent sense of suffocation.

Dead... Dying

He did nothing... He was dying!

Could it be that even if the three witchers used up all their strength, they still not be able to reach the domain of the holy king?

I'm not reconciled!

Bang!

A soft crash was heard.

"What?" All of a sudden, Golden King tilted his head to one side.

He had planned to strangle Andrew, but suddenly he felt as if he had been hit by an invisible fist.

What happened?

Illusion?

No, no, the pain on his face was real.

What hit me?

After confirming that there were no hidden mages, he looked around and then looked at Andrew. He was stunned.

Andrew's head glowed with green light.

A long cone of light extended from one of the teeth.

"This is..."

Golden King's eyes widened in disbelief.

Bang.

Another punch.

The imperceptible fist hit hard on his face.

Although this force was not painful or itchy for a dignified saint, it was a fist.

The green halo was so dazzling.

Just seeing it made people surrender.

Yes, even the holy king wanted to surrender.

"Oh, my God! It's godhood!" Golden King murmured.

But soon, as Andrew ran out of his last strength, the halo flashed a few times and completely disappeared like a broken sunlight lamp.

At this moment, Golden King was lost in thought.

"No wonder he likes you so much. He must have noticed that you are different from others.

Of course, this guy was the one who was most good at perception and intelligence operations.

It seems that you haven't mastered it at all. If you can only use this power just now, maybe you won't lose so fast.

But unfortunately, just as I said, no matter what kind of genius he is, it's meaningless as long as he doesn't stand on our side.

So, go to hell."

As soon as he finished speaking, he exerted force on his five fingers again.

However, at this moment, a golden light streaked through the sky and fiercely wrapped around Golden King's arm.

"What?"

Golden King was stunned and looked sideways.

It was the bundle of fairy rope that had just been torn apart.

"It's not that easy to destroy the divine-made magic costume. You should know that you gave it to me."

It was Mauser who spoke.

He had already broken away from the ruins on his body, holding Andrew's broken arm and struggling to climb over.

"What else do you want to do? This brat even lost to me. Do you still think you can win?"

Instead of making a move, Golden King said in a condescending tone, "I really can't understand. If you didn't know the difference in strength at the beginning and thought you could win, then that would be fine.

At this point, definitely could not win, and you realized the gap between us.

Why did you have to do it in vain?"

After crawling to the side of Golden King, Mauser smiled bitterly and said, "Is there no possibility of winning? Ha-ha, that's not necessarily the case."

With a frown, he asked, "What do you mean?"

"Didn't you lose?"

"Who loses? Me?" "If you are telling a joke, I can give you a few seconds to listen. I like laughing," he said.

Mauser smiled, loosened the rope, and stuffed it into the sky ring of Andrew's broken arm.

"Don't you understand? In the past four hundred years, how many times have you lost?

You want to cultivate a new holy king, but what about the result? Did you make it?

No!

There was hope that there would be no one hundred or eighty, but the success would be zero. "

"If you want to say that killing Andrew means killing another genius and our Magic Association has failed again, I advise you to shut up."

"No, I'm not that shallow."

Mauser struggled to sit up, leaned against a stone, and said, "No matter how many times you cultivate, they will eventually join our party.

The Heavenly Party was the wish of everyone. Everyone yearned for freedom, fairness, and truth.

Kill him. He was just one of the countless talents.

You will have to kill countless geniuses in the future, and you can't cultivate any of them.

What a pity! During the war of legends, you only had one heir, so you only left one person.

Now the second chance is right in front of you, but you still don't have a successor.

In the future, you won't succeed in the third, fourth, Fifth... No matter how many chances you have.

Let me repeat it. Our party won. You lose, you will never have a successor, and you will never be able to achieve your dream!

The Heavenly party has never been an organization, but the people's most honest and kind vision. This vision will not perish, and no talent will stand on your side!

No matter how you seal off the knowledge of the talents, they will eventually come to our site, even if we have already perished!

You have lost! Golden King!"