Chapter 1669: Witch Cult



It was pitch black.

Fang Zheng sat on the Vimana bored, yawned, and looked at the forest below. According to the information obtained by Cang Qiangwei, the Witch Cult has been lurking in this place recently, but the exact location is unknown. Cang Qiangwei chose to go to nearby towns and villages to inquire about the news, while Fang Zheng was responsible for patrolling the border forest. If there was anything, he would immediately send a signal to report.

But for now, nothing happened.

Fang Zheng was too lazy to convey it in the forest, so he summoned Vimana from the King's Treasure and circled in the sky. Anyway, if he really encountered cultists, he would be able to sense it in advance. But for now, this forest is peaceful and quiet, and there doesn't seem to be anything unusual.

If Fang Zheng was in a hurry, he would try to use the prophecy spell to solve the problem, but Fang Zheng is not in a hurry now. There is no progress on Lina Inbas's side. It is useless for him to be anxious, right?

So Fang Zheng just treated it as a way to kill time.

"Um?"

At this moment, Fang Zheng suddenly saw a small red light near the border of the forest. Although it looked like a tiny point, almost invisible, when Fang Zheng saw the light, a warning suddenly arose in his heart.

Staring at the small red dot, Fang Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly, then tapped the Vimana throne lightly with his fingers a few times, and then the next moment the golden aircraft instantly accelerated and flew forward at a speed that no fifth-generation aircraft could match.

In less than a minute, Fang Zheng arrived at the place where the red light appeared.

It was a village.

Or rather, it used to be a village.

At this moment, the entire village has been completely covered by fire, with corpses everywhere on the ground. You can also see some people wrapped in black robes, who look like the FFF regiment, holding weapons and running around in the flames, screaming, like jackals looking for their prey.

"snort."

Seeing this, Fang Zheng's eyes turned cold, and then he snorted.

The next moment, the air around Fang Zheng began to vibrate, and countless weapons emerged from the golden vortex. Then, they came down like a violent storm, shooting towards the attackers.

“BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM!!”

Needless to say, the lethality of the King's Treasure was great, and the weapons that fell from the sky were not something the cultists could resist. In fact, most of the cultists barely noticed what was happening before their heads and bodies were completely pierced by the weapons that fell from the sky, turning them into a pile of meat paste.

At the same time, Fang Zheng also leaped down.

The whistling sound of the wind blew past Fang Zheng's ears, and a pitch-black sword appeared in his hand. Fang Zheng held the sword and swung it down with the help of gravity, completely splitting the black-robed cultist in front of him in half.

"Are you okay?"

It was only at this time that Fang Zheng raised his head and looked at the survivor in front of him.

They were twin girls, who looked young. One had blue hair and the other had red hair. They were wearing clothes similar to Japanese kimonos. At this moment, the blue-haired girl was lying next to the red-haired girl, crying loudly.

"Sister! Sister! Please, save my sister!"

"What's wrong?"

Fang Zheng quickly walked to the red-haired girl and picked her up. He then discovered that there was a scar on her forehead. But was it... a cut? Not a stab wound?

Is there something growing here?

Fang Zheng looked carefully at the red-haired girl, and then at the forehead of the blue-haired girl next to her - it was very smooth, there was nothing on it?

Could it be that it was scratched?

These thoughts flashed through Fang Zheng's mind, and then he raised his hand. Soon, a holy light flashed down, shining on the red-haired girl and quickly healing her injuries.

"Do you know what happened?"

Fang Zheng held the red-haired girl in his arms and glanced around. Unfortunately, there was no one alive in the entire village. It must be said that these cultists acted very quickly. From the time Fang Zheng discovered the fire to the time he arrived at his destination, it was only less than ten minutes. These people killed almost everyone in the village - only the two sisters survived.

"No, I don't know..."

The blue-haired girl wiped her tears and shook her head desperately.

"Rem was just sleeping, and then she woke up, and there was fire outside, and then my sister..."

Perhaps because she was too panicked, the blue-haired girl's words were a little incoherent, but Fang Zheng still understood what she meant to a certain extent.

Obviously, she didn't know what was going on either.

However, just as Fang Zheng was considering what to do next, suddenly, a strange voice sounded.

"Ah, why is this happening?"

"Um?"

Fang Zheng turned his head and soon saw a man dressed like a clown floating in the sky. His eyes were staring at Fang Zheng fiercely, revealing murderous intent and anger.

"Who are you? Why are you here...?"

"Who are you?"

Hearing the pretentious voice from the other side, Fang Zheng frowned. This guy made him feel disgusted from his appearance to his voice. He was no different from a clown. By the way, I heard from the people of Cang Qiangwei that the Archbishops of Sin in the Witch Cult seemed to be crazy...

"It shouldn't be like this! It shouldn't be like this...!"

However, the other party had no intention of answering Fang Zheng's question, but instead held his head and went crazy at the sky. Seeing this scene, the blue-haired girl was so scared that she quietly hid behind Fang Zheng, while Fang Zheng held the red-haired girl and stared at the clown coldly. However, the next moment, the clown suddenly stretched out his hand.

"No! That's not right. You are an unexpected factor and should be...eliminated!"

As the clown spoke, a strong magical force condensed around him, and then turned into a raging thunder and rushed towards Fang Zheng.

At this time, Fang Zheng had already confirmed that the other party was the enemy for sure!

Maybe this is the Archbishop of Sin of the Witch Cult?

Forget it, let’s kill him first!

Fang Zheng had no intention of being polite to someone who attacked him. The reason was simple. Someone attacked him because they wanted to kill him. The reason he didn't die was not because the other party showed mercy, but because of his strength. But no matter what the reason was, the other party's intention to kill him would not change.

In that case, Fang Zheng certainly won't be polite!

"snort!"

Facing the oncoming magic attack, Fang Zheng just snorted coldly, and the next moment he saw the surging thunder and lightning shatter like glass in an instant, and then the Heavenly Chain suddenly appeared out of thin air and tightly wrapped around the clown. Then looking at the clown in front of him, Fang Zheng's big sword in his right hand suddenly exploded, and the bright red first fire soared into the air, turning into a giant dragon, opening its mouth towards the clown.

Then, Fang Zheng held the red-haired girl in one hand, raised the big sword with the other, and swung it hard at the clown in the sky.

"boom!!"

The giant flame dragon roared out and rushed directly towards the clown. Seeing this, the clown's face changed drastically. His figure flashed for a moment, but soon stopped. Then, colorful magic defenses quickly appeared around the clown, forming a solid protective shield.

However, none of this worked.

The giant fire dragon charged forward, smashing the magic protection in front of the clown into pieces. The next moment, the clown was immediately engulfed by the flames. With a scream, in the blink of an eye, the ridiculous clown was reduced to ashes under the burning of the flames.

Not long after that, Cang Qiangwei, who had noticed the situation, also arrived.

"Mr. Fang Zheng! What happened?"

"The village was attacked."

In response to Radice's question, Fang Zheng raised his chin and gestured to the corpse next to him.

"I killed all the attackers. I don't know if it was the witch cult you were looking for. The only survivors were these two children."

Hearing Fang Zheng's words, Radice immediately signaled others to check, and after looking at the bodies of the black-robed people, the female warriors and ninjas immediately reported back.

"It's the witch cult, for sure."

"So the witch cultists are here to attack this village? What are they going to do?"

Looking at the village in front of her, Radice was also confused, but she didn't think much about it. The witch cultists are basically a group of lunatics. They have appeared in this world for so long, but few people know what the witch cult wants to do. Even terrorists at least have their own political demands. The witch cultists have really never given any reason except to cause trouble everywhere.

Radice's understanding of the Witch Cult is limited to the fact that the core of the Witch Cult should be related to the witches from hundreds of years ago, but that's all.

As for what the Witch Cult wanted to do, she had no idea.

"By the way, I just killed a high-ranking member of the Witch Cult..."

Having said that, Fang Zheng thought for a moment and gave a piece of information.

"Really?"

Hearing Fang Zheng's answer, Radice was pleasantly surprised. It was no longer news that the Witch Cult was causing trouble everywhere. However, it was very difficult to catch the top leaders of the Witch Cult. The Archbishop of Sin was very powerful and always appeared out of nowhere. It was basically impossible to catch them. However, Fang Zheng actually killed a Archbishop of Sin... But if you think about it carefully, if the other party could easily kill such a powerful lich, then killing a Archbishop of Sin did not seem to be something unacceptable.

"Who is the other party?"

"I don't know, but he was dressed like a clown and spoke in a disgusting way."

"……?"

After listening to Fang Zheng's story, Radice was stunned for a moment, and thought about it carefully... It seemed that she had never heard of this person in the Witch Cult?

“It would be great if we could catch it.”

"hehe."

Facing Radice's sigh, Fang Zheng laughed. He was holding the red-haired girl in his arms at the time, and there was a blue-haired girl behind him. Facing the opponent's attack, Fang Zheng really had no space to attack, so he simply killed the opponent directly. Anyway, in Fang Zheng's view, this was not a big deal.

Anyway, the matter of the Witch Cult came to an end for the time being, and Cang Qiangwei went back to report the situation to Princess Lana. After all, they came here before just because there were rumors of the Witch Cult appearing here, and now the Witch Cult's attack on the border village proved the reliability of the rumor, so the kingdom had to consider the possibility of the Witch Cult causing trouble in the country.

As for Fang Zheng, he took the two girls back to a nearby inn to rest. The two girls who lost their homes were also traumatized physically and mentally, and needed to be comforted. Of course, Fang Zheng had decided to take the two children back to the castle - there were already many orphans in the castle, so he didn't mind having two more.

However, just when Fang Zheng was about to leave with the two girls and go home, Cang Qiangwei came to the door again in a hurry.

"Mr. Fang Zheng!"

"What's wrong?"

Looking at the flustered Radice, Fang Zheng was stunned.

"What's going on?"

"I would like to ask, you said before that you killed a high-ranking member of the Witch Cult, right? What did he look like?"

"I've said it before, that guy made himself up like a clown and spoke in a disgusting way."

"Well, can you imitate his tone of voice?"

“This is easy.”

Fang Zheng recalled it and quickly imitated it for Radice - because the clown's accent was so disgusting, he remembered it clearly.

But what Fang Zheng didn't expect was that after listening to his imitation, Radice's face suddenly turned pale.

"Oh no, that's not from the Witch Cult!"

"Isn't it?"

"Yes, if I'm not mistaken..."

At this point, Radice's face showed a half-painful expression as if she had eaten something wrong.

"The one you killed should be the noble of the Kingdom of Lugnica, the chief magician of the court, Lord Roswaal..."

“…Huh?”


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