The Bizarre Wizarding World-Chapter 290 - 229 The Best Material (4.2k)_3
Chapter 290 -229 The Best Material (4.2k)_3
Chapter 290 -229 The Best Material (4.2k)_3
“Pfft!”
Margaret spat out fresh blood, her gaze somewhat dispersed.
But she wasn’t completely dead yet, desperately clinging to her last breath, she turned her head towards Colin’s location.
However, Colin’s figure had long since disappeared!
Only a faint sentence still lingered in the night wind—
“Goodbye, Margaret… my lady.”
“Hehe—”
As the voice was carried by the night wind into Margaret’s ears, her expression turned sour, and even her dispersed gaze focused momentarily in anger,
She seemed to want to say something as she moved her lips…
But blood kept pouring out,
And ultimately, Margaret couldn’t utter a complete sentence and lost her breath.
Just after Margaret had lost her breath, a somewhat raw voice suddenly came through.
“How does the taste of anger feel? Isn’t it quite wonderful?”
The frail Priest’s figure slowly flew in from the night sky.
Under the faint moonlight, it was clear to see that Naris’s complexion was even paler than before… his cheeks had also sunk in further.
“Ma… ga… ret…”
The three-meter-tall monster didn’t turn around, just muttered to itself as if it hadn’t heard Naris’s inquiry… or perhaps it could no longer understand words…
But Naris didn’t mind.
He gazed at the terrifying monster in front of him with a fanatical gleam in his eyes.
After sending Morin to chase after them, he had intended to seize the opportunity to flee.
But he had never expected to discover this Witch who had begun to mutate and decay!
There was no doubt, this was the perfect material granted by the Lord!
Although the Wizards were all disagreeable… a decaying mutated Witch was the exact opposite.
They were the best materials bestowed by God!
A smile emerged on Naris’s face, ready to command Mayer to finish off the last Witch.
For safety’s sake, he hadn’t come with Mayer but tailed far behind.
He had thought by the time he arrived, Mayer would have already dealt with the three, but unexpectedly Mayer hadn’t immediately killed the Witch, playing with her like a cat with a mouse.
It wasn’t until he had seen from afar and urgently commanded that Mayer promptly dealt with the Witch.
Pffft.
At that moment, a noise came through.
Naris looked up.
Mayer was slowly withdrawing his arm from Margaret’s chest.
Fresh blood and shattered organs scattered messily.
Just like Morin before, Margaret’s body now lost the support of Mayer’s arm and began to slowly sink.
Watching this scene, the fury in Mayer’s blood-red eyes gradually subsided.
Seeing this, Naris’s expression shifted slightly.
“The enemy hasn’t been completely eliminated… the anger can’t disappear just yet!”
He extended his left arm and with the Divine Emblem in his right hand, he once again cut open his left wrist.
But this time, the blood didn’t flow out as quickly as it had from his palm before.
Instead, it only reluctantly seeped out a drop after quite a while.
But this drop of blood was completely different from the blood left from his palm before.
It was a magnificent dark red, the dark red even had a hint of black!
The dense clouds in the sky had already dissipated a lot… perhaps the great battle above was nearing its end?
But regardless, a sliver of clear moonlight shone down, illuminating the dark red blood.
When it was still and not flowing, it almost looked no different from a deep, dark gemstone.
When the gem-like drop of blood was completely exuded, Naris’s complexion visibly paled further, making one wonder if there was any blood flowing beneath that skin at all…
Naris took a deep breath of air, letting the coolness of the night wind chase away the dizziness in his mind.
“Go.” Naris threw the blood toward Mayer’s chest, watching it slowly melt into it, and muttered, “Vincent and Priest Paco… their sacrifices cannot be in vain.”
