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"You... ate them?"

"Yeah, is there anything incomprehensible? You don't know my race, right?" The fairy in the lake was a little strange. She explained: "I'm a member of the other world, unlike most of my compatriots. I don't like to eat you guys, I prefer to eat my kind - don't you know?"

Seeing the incomprehensible expression on He Shenyan's face, she sighed boredly: "I thought I was famous enough, but I didn't expect... oh, forget it. Let me, little mage, I have something to do. to do."

She stretched out her slender and well-built arms and opened the mage. The constant protection spell on his body touched his collar with ease, leaving a wet mark. The goddess stretched, and something soft swayed, and just as she stretched, the black object on the island quickly disappeared.

She said sleepily, "When you're full, you want to sleep... um, why is it night? Forget it."

The fairy in the lake snapped her fingers, and the bottom of her lake began to glow with fluorescent light. The thin mist came from out of nowhere, covering her skinny body and acting as clothing. But it seemed more tempting. The squirrels, deer, and birds that had been hidden in the woods on the island also came out, and they guarded the goddess and sent her to the bottom of the lake.

At the last moment when she was about to fall asleep, the goddess turned her head and grabbed the mage's hand. Her hands were soft, with some kind of ambiguous warmth: "Hey, do you want to come together? It's going to be interesting..."

Realizing that he was not her opponent, He Shenyan licked his dry lips, and he calmly and rationally refused: "No, ma'am, although you are beautiful...but I have other things now...wait, I Haven't agreed yet-"

Before he could finish his words, the fairy in the lake giggled, pulled him into the quiet lake bottom, and gave him a deep kiss. He Shenyan was full of question marks that could not be released.

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Geralt's chest was pierced many times, but he was still waving the holy sword with golden flames in his hand like a normal person, and he kept fighting with Will Gilmore.

He didn't know what was wrong with him, but as long as he held the sword, he couldn't be knocked down. Even if the dragon leather armor is riddled with holes. The heat of the flame on the blade illuminated the witcher's white hair and his face, giving him endless courage - he roared, and once again slashed Will Gilmore's head with a slash.

His head wrapped in black matter fell to the ground and let out a weird laugh. His laughter sounded more like some high-pitched noise than a human voice. More monster than man, Will Gilmore said, "You can't beat me, Geralt. I have a thousand souls in me who suffer for me... How do you kill a thousand people?"

Geralt turned a deaf ear, he just clenched his sword.

Will Gilmore's head flew out of thin air and returned to his neck. The monster said, "Look, old friend. Humanity is just a burden."

It opened its hands, its chest opened, and countless wailing, phantom faces flashed across the black hole: "Look, this is what I got when I gave up my human status...how wonderful, isn't it? Just listening I'm going to scream their screams!"

Will Gilmore laughed wildly, and its right hand turned into a long tentacle and hit Geralt. The witcher dodged, but the tentacles hit the floor tiles, and the flying stones splashed on him, still causing a pain in the area where he was hit.

"You've been—crazy!" Geralt bullied himself again, regretting that he didn't bring the potion. Even if the seal might not be effective against this monster, he still had to try it.

His risky move earned him the punishment he deserved, and Will Gilmore seized the opportunity and sent him flying with a horizontal stroke, the sword falling to the ground. Geralt's face turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Geralt, Geralt. My friend, you said that to me when we met seven years ago. I thought I was crazy back then, but now I realize...I just choose It's just a different way of living." Will Gilmore said with a smile, stepping over the sword that was still burning with golden flames, and walked towards Geralt unhurriedly.

"You are too stupid and too upright. As a witcher, you do have rare virtues... You are even better than many knights, but that only makes you different in my eyes. It's just more delicious." There was unabashed enthusiasm in his tone, and he even shivered with excitement. Geralt felt sick to his appetite and greed.

"I can't wait, my friend. The moment I eat you... no, I'll eat half first. I'll savor every part of your body... I'm going to eat your bones Make it into my collection and you'll always be with me. And of course...and your soul, which will live on in my heart forever..."

"I'll torture you all the time, make you scream...and show you the true meaning of pain...that's going to be great."

It sticks out a long, smooth and scarlet tongue, UU reading www. uukanshu.com licked the witcher's cheek—it froze as it was about to take the next step.

Those black substances slowly disappeared, and it became him again. The smile on Will Gilmore's face froze, and he clasped his face as if he didn't believe in evil, with such strength that he even shed blood. He started screaming, not unlike the thousand souls screaming inside him: "No! No! Come back! How can you leave me! We are one! Come back! Take me away!"

"Looks like—" Geralt stood up with difficulty, grinning, "—your friend gave up on you."

Will Gilmore didn't even hear what he was saying, he just screamed and screamed like crazy. Trying to get those things back into his body again. But they were gone, along with the thousand poor souls. The only one left here now is Will Gilmore.

And human beings...are killed when they are killed.

Geralt picked up the sword that had fallen on the ground with a blank expression, and the flames illuminated the dark square. Will Gilmore looked tremblingly at his shadow cast by the firelight. On the ground in front of him, a tall shadow raised the blade in his hand and said, "Go to hell, Will Gilmore."