Roger was about to explain something, but then his body tightened, and the red-haired girl threw herself into his arms.

"Thank you, Roger!"

From the beginning of the ceremony, Amanda regained her physical sense, and even became more sensitive than ever, and she could clearly hear everything around her.

also knew what had happened, and she knew that if it weren't for Roger, she would probably have been pulled out of her life and turned into a corpse at this time.

"Would you like to take advantage of the situation and give it a hug?"

Just as Roger was hesitating, the girl suddenly broke away from his embrace, stood up, and walked to the other side of the room.

There, a blinded Betty was lying on the ground stiff.

"Betty ......"

"Amanda ......"

The two girls were relatively speechless.

Amanda didn't cry hysterically and question, after going through so much, she knew one thing very clearly.

One often can't choose one thing exactly to their liking.

"Kill me."

Betty said suddenly.

"The ritual is over, I feel that the life force is draining, I will age rapidly, and then leave this world with an ugly appearance."

"Maybe ......"

Betty shook her head.

"Everything is a conspiracy, there is no so-called rise, there is no so-called descent of the Holy Son, all this is a vicious plan carried out by that woman in order to accomplish her own ends."

"But we actually believed her, and the whole tribe believed her!"

Betty broke down and wept.

"I now know that what my mother said is true!"

"Mom?"

Amanda looked surprised, and it was only then that she remembered what Betty had called the woman.

"As a tradition, the chosen children of the tribe call the Prophet their mother."

"And my real mother ......"

"Because she once rebelled against the Prophet, the woman used an evil ritual to transfer her soul into an animal's body."

Hearing this, Amanda suddenly remembered something, and her body trembled slightly.

"Yes...... The doe?! ”

Betty nodded bitterly.

Amanda vividly remembers the tears that flowed from the corners of the doe's eyes during the ceremony.

She thought it was the sorrow of the animal before it died, but now that she thinks about it, it should be a mother's despair about her daughter's future.

Maybe demagogy is also one of that woman's abilities.

Just then, there was a loud noise at the door, and Henrik and Peter finally cleared the barrier and entered the room.

"It's really over."

Henrik looked at the ashes on the ground and let out a sigh of relief.

"Is that girl okay?"

Roger nodded, "It shouldn't be a big deal." He was a little reassured, but he recounted the matter briefly.

"Bloodline Awakening?"

"It's like but it's different, or is it because of the particularity of the ritual, she absorbed the life essence of another girl, so there were some unknown changes?"

Henrik glanced at Amanda, "I'm not an expert in this area, in order to avoid hidden dangers, I can ask someone to help you ask." ”

"And you have to keep an eye on her changes."

"Okay."

Roger doesn't know much about spells and mystical rituals, and although Amanda has shown something special before, today's outburst is still too amazing.

That energy was very powerful, and it seemed to be completely out of Amanda's control.

"You said before that this woman was not a prophet of the Gathering Place, so who is she?"

Roger asked, pointing to the ashes on the ground.

"That was many years ago, and I only learned a little bit about it when I was looking up internal materials."

"This woman's name is Mansu, and she was in the same era as the current Voodoo Queen."

"In the eyes of true spellcasters, voodoo does not have a high status, some of them are inherited from ancient tribes, and some of them are a branch of black witchcraft."

"However, compared to real black witchcraft, their power and promotion channels are too far apart, so voodoo is neither recognized by those who practice black witchcraft, nor is it favored by mainstream spellcasters."

"Naturally, the position is a little awkward."

"But this Mansu doesn't know where to get some of the true inheritance of black witchcraft, and combine it with voodoo."

"At that time, she was very strong, and she entered the transcendent at a young age, and in the world of witches, the witches who entered the transcendent were called the waning moon witches."

"She rose through the ranks very quickly, and when the Voodoo Queen of the same period was just entering the Transcendental, she was already preparing to enter the Crescent Moon Witch."

"But later, something happened, she secretly used evil witchcraft to kill many people, and after the matter was exposed, she was surrounded and suppressed."

"At the time, everyone thought she was dead, but now it seems that the body she left at the scene should be regarded as a means."

"Gecko Tail Break."

"It's just that this woman has her entire body cut off."

Henrik sighed.

"What a horrible fellow, it's so hard to deal with only one head."

"By the way, what about the other girl?"

Henrik asked suddenly.

"She's ...... here"

Roger turned around, but stopped in the middle of speaking.

Betty was half-lying on the edge of the stone platform, holding a sharp fragment in her hand.

Her throat was slit, but strangely, not a single drop of blood came out of it.

This kind of death is very similar to the original doe, and perhaps the repentant Betty is atoning for her sins in this way.

Amanda straightens Betty's body and slowly helps her dress up on the floor.

"Will she be forgiven by her mother?"

Roger was silent for a moment and nodded.

This is a girl at the mercy of others.

Mansu is hateful, and she is pitiful.

Henrik seemed to know what was going on, he didn't step forward, "It's the best outcome, this ritual of Mansu has almost no flaws, if it weren't for the coincidence......"

To be honest, he was also very surprised that Roger was able to save Amanda.

"Pack up, we're ready to get out of here."

Henrik grimaced.

"With so many people dead, we're in big trouble right now."

At this moment, Peter, who was cleaning the battlefield outside, let out a soft sigh.

"What's wrong?"

Roger walked briskly.

In the battle just now, if Peter hadn't taken the initiative to help him contain the giant snake, by the time Roger arrived, Amanda would have been a corpse.

Roger walked to the corner near the doorway, where a dusty snake head was lying on the ground.

On the head of the snake was a looming black mist.

"Interesting."

"What's that?"

"The soul of a serpent."

"It's rare."

Roger's heart moved, "Is there any way to collect it, I should be able to use it." ”

Peter just thought for a moment and nodded, "Okay, I'll try." ”

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