A flash of light.

The next moment, Fang Zheng appeared in an open space. Looking up, he could see the bodies of witch cultists wearing black robes similar to those of the FFF Group, as well as the bodies of adventurers everywhere. At this moment, in the open space, only the masked girl in the Blue Rose and Radice were still struggling to hold on, and the others were also seriously injured.

"Yo, it looks like you guys are in a bad situation."

"Master Fang Zheng!!"

Hearing Fang Zheng's voice, the masked girl and Radice turned their heads and looked over here, both showing excited expressions. At the same time, the man they were fighting seemed to have noticed Fang Zheng's presence and stopped fighting. The masked girl and Radice also quickly retreated, hurriedly withdrew from the battlefield, and came to Fang Zheng's side.

"Be careful, Master Fang Zheng, he is the Archbishop of Sin of the Witch Cult!"

"oh……"

After hearing Radice's report, Fang Zheng nodded and then looked at the other person carefully. He was a man of unknown age, wearing a black robe, with green grassland-colored hair, and a very strange expression.

Basically... isn't this almost the same as Roswaal?

Sure enough, that clown is also a witch cultist!

"You go take care of the others, leave this guy to me."

"OK."

Facing Fang Zheng's order, the two nodded without hesitation. They were all very clear about Fang Zheng's strength, and naturally had no doubt whether he could defeat the Archbishop of Sin.

"ah……"

However, at this moment, Fang Zheng saw the Archbishop of Sin suddenly twist his upper body, turning around as if he was doing a health exercise, and looking at him in a very awkward posture. His eyes were wide open, as if he had seen something incredible.

"I never thought... I would meet someone so favored by the witch here... Who are you?"

"When you ask someone's name, shouldn't you give your own name?"

"That's so rude. I even forgot to say hello."

Maintaining the split-leg pose, the Archbishop of Sin bent down and saluted.

"I am the Archbishop of the Witch Cult, Petelgeuse Romanee-Conti, Archbishop of Sloth."

"Pech what... never mind."

Fang Zheng thought about it and gave up decisively. This name was too difficult to pronounce.

Anyway, he's going to die soon, so there's no need to worry about it.

"Then answer my question, you who are loved by the witch...!"

However, at this moment, Laziness suddenly reached out his hand towards Fang Zheng.

"Are you arrogant?!"

"……?"

"This aura, this strong aura of the witch, ah, this is the proof that you are loved by the witch! However, I have never discovered such a believer. I am so lazy! Lazy! Lazy! Lazy! Witch, please forgive my laziness ah ah ah ah!!"

As he was speaking, Fang Zheng saw the man screaming, grabbing the stone next to him and banging his head against it frantically.

“…”

There's no need for me to do anything, he can just commit suicide on his own, right?

"wrong."

But at this moment, Laziness suddenly stopped and looked at Fang Zheng with wide eyes again.

"This smell, this smell of a witch... Is this a witch? No, I think this is... not... Why can't I tell? Who are you? Who are you? Why do you have such favor? More importantly, who is this favor coming from!!!"

“——!”

Along with a sharp cry, Fang Zheng suddenly saw dozens of pitch-black arms suddenly stretched out from behind Laziness, and then pounced towards him like tentacles.

"snort!"

Looking at these ugly arms, Fang Zheng snorted coldly, and the next moment, a flash of magic appeared around him, and a sharp space fault unfolded, cutting all the black arms that pounced on him into pieces.

Seeing this, Lazy's expression became even more surprised.

"How is it possible? How could you see my invisible hand? How is this possible? My power, the power of sloth that was granted to me, is actually visible to others! Unforgivable! Unforgivable! Unforgivable!"

Invisible hand? I see. Others can't see it.

Fang Zheng finally understood why those adventurers were defeated so miserably. This was a bit similar to the Mage's Hand, but unlike the Mage's Hand which could only move objects, this invisible hand was obviously very aggressive. For those adventurers who could not see these arms, the enemies in front of them were indeed quite difficult to deal with.

"You are so lazy! How can you be so lazy! Diligence, only diligence is the true meaning of love!"

At this moment, Lan Lan was getting more and more crazy, and Fang Zheng was too lazy to talk to him anymore. He had originally thought about whether to get some information from this guy called Pei-something-something, but now it seemed that he should forget it. He had been with a madman for too long, and he was afraid that he would become a madman himself.

Whether it's that clown or this guy, it turns out that the Witch Cult is basically a mental hospital.

The mentally ill should be locked up!

Thinking of this, Fang Zheng swung his sword suddenly, and a bright red flame rose up. Then Fang Zheng raised the sword and swung it forward.

"boom!!!"

The fire dragon formed by flames roared out and pounced towards Sloth with its fangs and claws bared. Facing the giant fire dragon in front of him, Sloth seemed fearless. He opened his arms, and his even larger black arms suddenly stretched out and grabbed the fire dragon.

If it was an ordinary fire creature, maybe he could succeed. But unfortunately, the fire that condensed the dragon's body was the fire from the beginning of the world.

First fire.

The moment the black arm touched the fire dragon's body, it collapsed, just like a stick made of sand hitting steel. Then the fire dragon opened its mouth and swallowed Sloth into its stomach.

“Hahahaha, it’s so hot, so hot! This is diligence! This flame is so diligent! But, I won’t die like this! I’m lazy!!!”

Along with the psychotic scream, Fang Zheng saw the lazy body being burned to charcoal in an instant, and at the same time, a wisp of black mist emerged from it and suddenly rushed towards the sky. But the next moment, the ruthless first fire followed like a shadow and hit the black mist. Then, the black mist exploded like ignited kerosene, forming a scene like a fairy scattering flowers, and disappeared in the air.

"Does everyone in this world know how to possess other bodies?"

Looking at the gradually dissipating fireworks, Fang Zheng shook his head helplessly. Maine and Mailu were both possession. According to Beatrice, Roswaal also seemed to have the ability to possess his own offspring. This guy Pei-something-something was obviously trying to transfer his soul to some other place. Maybe he was taking over another body.

Is this a world of possession? Is it possible that souls can travel through time and space at any time?

Isn't this a fantasy world? Why does it feel like I've been to Mount Shu?

However, at this moment, suddenly, a line of system prompts popped up in front of Fang Zheng.

[Matching skills detected]

[Matching Skill Absorption]

[User gains special inherent skill "Invisible Hand"]

Matching skills?

Seeing this, Fang Zheng was stunned for a moment.

How can I match that lunatic?

But then again, what exactly is that witch's favor?

Thinking of this, Fang Zheng lowered his head and smelled himself. If he remembered correctly, Laziness had been saying that he had the scent of a witch... I have never seen a witch, so how could I have the scent of a witch?

"You're right, aren't you?"

Fang Zheng said this while stroking the kitten that had crawled out of his arms. The kitten looked at Fang Zheng and meowed, then stretched out its head and rubbed it against Fang Zheng's chin...

Oh, the little kitten is so cute!

By the way, could that idiot have mistaken the smell of a cat for the smell of a witch, or is it that all witches are cats?

This thought only flashed through Fang Zheng's mind.

Forget it. Why take a madman seriously?

But then again, what is the use of this invisible hand?

After returning to the castle, Fang Zheng was still thinking about this problem. In Fang Zheng's opinion, this invisible hand was really useless. If you wanted to get something from a distance, you could use the magician's hand. In battle, various spells and swordsmanship were not as reliable as this hand. Moreover, this thing looked like a tentacle monster when it was released, which was really disgusting.

Even if I really have to use tentacles, I can just use Isaac's black tentacles!

Why use this thing?

By the way, is this thing really invisible?

At least Fang Zheng himself could see it.

Thinking of this, Fang Zheng looked around and happened to see Emilia and Huihui chatting on the balcony. Although he didn’t know what they were talking about, seeing Huihui’s excited dancing and Emilia’s confused expression, he knew that Huihui must be acting like a middle school student again.

Having said that, the voices of these two people are actually quite similar, but Emilia is not as childish as Huihui.

Oh yeah, just in time for an experiment!

Seeing this, Fang Zheng suddenly had an idea in his mind, and then, an "invisible hand" passed through the hall, stretched out towards the balcony, and then came behind Huihui.

At the same time, Huihui was waving her arms and explaining excitedly to Emilia.

"So, I have made up my mind that I will only love Explosion Magic in this life. Explosion Magic is the only truth and justice! Mr. Fang Zheng just doesn't understand this. If I learn other magics, then what about my love for Explosion Magic? I am not Youyou, and Youyou is also stupid. Although she is also a great magician and knows more spells than me, she always loses to me! This means...ah!!"

However, before Huihui could finish her words, she suddenly screamed, jumped up, and looked back with a red face.

"What's wrong, Miss Huihui?"

Emilia was stunned by Huihui's strange behavior.

“No… this…”

Huihui looked behind her in confusion, seeing no one there.

"Just now I seemed to feel someone touching me..."

"No one?"

Emilia also glanced behind Huihui, making sure there was no one behind her.

"Really? But why do I feel... Ugh!"

However, before she could finish her words, Huihui suddenly let out a strange cry.

"Are you okay?"

“Wait, that’s itchy…hahaha, wait, there’s really something touching me!”

"Could it be a ghost?!"

Hearing this, Emilia's face turned pale, and Huihui's face was also pale.

“Wait, why is it a ghost? I didn’t do anything to be haunted by a ghost! Wahhhh, I’m sorry, it’s all my fault, help! Priest!!”

While shouting, Huihui ran towards the end of the corridor like the wind, apparently to ask the priestess for help.

"Um……"

Taking his eyes away from the running Huihui, Fang Zheng nodded with satisfaction.