The spirit fire behind their eye sockets flickered violently, expressing their fear.
Rays of divine golden light fell upon the petite girl.
Halus was trembling with excitement.
He had waited too long for this day.
In doing so, hundreds of young girls' lives were wasted, the funds allocated to the Dragon's Rest Tomb were exhausted, and the Ghost Adventurers' savings of many years vanished.
But at this moment, everything will be rewarded!
Halus, his face flushed, raised his arms and shouted at the top of his lungs:
"I did it! I did it!"
From this day forward, I will become a Moon Rank...
No, light levels...!
No, no, no! I, who created the artificial witch, will become a legend across the continent, my name echoing for a thousand generations! Hahahaha!
In the blink of an eye, that aura broke through from level 29 to the Star Rank, then 31, 32, 33...
With each breakthrough, Herus became even more excited, even more so than when he himself broke through.
This means that the potion he concocted was a great success!
The opponent showed no signs of stopping, breaking through level 34 all at once and reaching level 35 before finally stopping.
This fierce battle has finally come to a long-awaited halt.
Both Herus and Linda tacitly stopped.
They knew that the battle had already come to a decisive end, and there was no need to drag it out any longer.
Linda's hand, holding the berserk potion, froze at her lips.
Full of fighting spirit, like a sandcastle on the beach, it was shattered by a roaring wave.
An artificial witch created from a magic potion will transform into a humanoid monster.
He wasn't sure if his witch purification would work on these "inferior products".
Even if it were possible, the other party would have to be tied up first.
Currently, Monica has advanced to level 35, but she has exhausted all her stamina.
The thing Linda least wanted to see has finally happened.
Halus's maniacal laughter was exceptionally jarring:
"It's a success! Hahaha, my artificial witch is a success!"
Linda, you are doomed. The victor of this battle is me, Lord Herus!
Little Monica, your dear grandfather now orders you to kill Linda!
The skeleton soldiers parted to the sides, kneeling on one knee as if welcoming their princess.
Linda looked ahead, where a girl stood who seemed completely unfamiliar to him.
Monica's height increased to about 1.7 meters, with long brown hair reaching her calves, and bat-like wings spread out on her back, allowing her to float lightly in the air.
A dirty linen dress couldn't hide the girl's beauty.
On her fair neck, there were black thorn flowers, like a sharp rose, etched on her delicate skin.
At the corner of her eye, there was a small black heart, exuding a deadly allure.
Linda was completely dumbfounded.
Who is this girl who is 1.7 meters tall, has a mature appearance, a heart-shaped beauty mark at the corner of her eye, and bat wings on her back?
The difference between her and her obedient and well-behaved Monica is too great!
Linda's healing magic instinctively repelled Monica, making her feel that Monica was filthy and wishing she could foam her whole body and clean her inside and out.
Linda was also shocked by Monica's level.
In just a few seconds, I went from level 29 to level 35.
Is Halus a genius?
The artificial potion that Old Deng developed has power that is in no way inferior to those real witches who have made contracts with the Demon King!
But the Demon King can only seduce the witch with whispers; he cannot directly control her.
Halus, however, was able to directly issue orders to Monica...
Doesn't that mean he's even more powerful than the Demon King?
Linda wondered if something was amiss.
On the other side, Harus stared wide-eyed at Monica, as if an artist were admiring a masterpiece, and said in a trembling voice:
"A masterpiece, a perfect masterpiece! A witch whose entire body is almost devoid of demonic transformation, I've done it!"
He ran over in ecstasy, like an old father welcoming his daughter who had just graduated from the University of Adventurers.
But Monica just stared at him coldly.
The next moment.
A brown magic circle formed in Monica's palm.
Earth-based magic coalesced wildly, causing sand and dust to swirl in the air.
It's Monica's signature move: Ground Cannon!
A thick, brown beam of light shot out.
With a loud bang.
Halus flew straight back and embedded himself deep in the stone wall.
Halus had absolutely no defenses against this experimental subject he had carefully cultivated, just like an owner who doesn't believe his dog will bite him.
He was hit head-on by the artillery fire, and his chest caved in immediately.
Every movement of my body felt like being pierced by thousands of steel needles.
His right arm also turned to ashes on the spot.
Halus coughed repeatedly, spitting out thick, sticky blood mixed with a small piece of internal organs.
He stared at Monica with surprise and uncertainty, his voice sharp:
"Why, why are you attacking me?"
My order is for you to kill Linda!
"You piece of trash! Your target is that black-haired young man, not me!"
Halus yelled in exasperation.
But Monica ignored him.
With a flap of its small, bat-like wings, it landed on the ground and walked lightly toward Linda.
This gave Halus a glimmer of hope.
That was just a minor mistake by Monica. There's absolutely no way there could be a problem with the potion she developed!
The next artillery barrage will definitely hit Linda!
Halus roared with a ferocious expression, "Quick, Monica, kill Linda!"
The words had barely left his mouth.
On the ground directly in front, a huge brown magic circle with a diameter of fifty meters lit up.
It is one of the exclusive skills of the Earth Mage: Earthquake.
The platform collapsed instantly.
The raging earth magic ravaged everything within the magic circle, tearing the skeleton soldiers to pieces and turning them into a pile of bones.
A single earthquake spell destroyed thousands of skeleton soldiers.
At this rate, the skeleton soldiers will be wiped out in at most three earthquake spells.
Halus's eyes widened, and his breathing trembled.
What happened?
Why would Monica attack the skeleton he had painstakingly summoned?
Can't she hear her own orders?!
In theory, once Monica has fully absorbed the potion's power, he will be Monica's sole master and her dearest grandfather.
Could it be that the dosage is insufficient...?
"Monica, Grandpa is coming to get you. Stay still and don't move!"
Halus pulled out a syringe filled with a viscous, oil-like liquid. As if dealing with a disobedient pet dog, he put on a kind smile and cautiously approached Monica, step by step.
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