Chapter 532: Isabel's Anger

The Fool: "Look, the monster can't hold on anymore!"

A single sentence from The Fool, Hertz, instantly pulled the discussing crowd from online to offline.

On the screen, the newly appeared witches riding bizarre skeleton brooms were attacking Isabel more and more sharply, more and more smoothly.

And the tumor that was originally a dozen meters in diameter had now shrunk to three or four meters due to the witches' continuous attacks.

It could be said that the current Isabel looked more like a bamboo pole.

Moreover, because of the multiple attacks, not many of those willow-like tentacles on Isabel's shoulders were left.

The shock value from when she first appeared was completely gone; she looked quite miserable.

It made people laugh.

"Tsk tsk, I didn't expect these witches to be so capable in a fight."

"That's not what I meant. What I meant is, why are they so proficient at attacking this kind of monster? If it were me, just looking at this monster would be enough to make me choke."

"Indeed. Let alone fighting, if such a colossal beast just stood beside me, I figure my heart would be pounding like a drum."

"Did you see the alternation between the two teams when they attacked? That was definitely practiced, and they probably have a lot of relevant practical combat experience."

"If it were our squad, we definitely wouldn't be able to pull off such a smooth attack."

"It's over. The Witch Race's attacks were already fierce, and now they even know how to cooperate. What's even more terrifying is that they actually practice. I'm afraid even fewer people will dare to provoke them in the future."

"What you're saying is a bit funny. Why would you want to provoke them? Is it because they won't sell you potions?"

"Fuck off, you."

Watching the witches' battle on the screen, many people on the world channel discussed it.

Because this was a world full of danger, everyone who had survived until now had gone through life-and-death battles one after another, whether they wanted to or not.

It could be said that they were all combat experts not to be trifled with.

But even they, after seeing the witches' combat performance, couldn't help but sigh in admiration that these witches were truly strong.

To be honest, although they had heard about the witches' combat abilities and skills before, most people hadn't seen it intuitively.

So, for those who were defeated, especially from the mouths of the people who retreated from the Forsaken Territory, the knowledge about the Witch Race only amounted to a vague evaluation of 'very high combat power'.

But today...

When they truly saw these witches shuttling through the streets on flying brooms;

When they saw a witch just reach out and twist a person's neck like a dough twist;

When they saw a group of witches with offline aesthetics fearlessly charging at a colossal monster, they couldn't help but make a new evaluation of the witches' combat power in their hearts.

This evaluation, of course, was to let themselves understand what they should and shouldn't do when encountering a witch in the future.

As for Lan Qingyou, she didn't have all these twists and turns in her mind.

Now that her new subject had appeared, while everyone was still fighting, she already wanted to go back to analyze the Gut-Source Toxin Strain.

However, just as Lan Qingyou rode her magic broom and began to climb, a tentacle shot towards her at extreme speed with a swish.

Bang!

In just an instant.

At a position about ten meters away from Lan Qingyou, this tentacle became completely limp due to an invisible force, and then smashed heavily onto the ground.

Are you kidding me? At any rate, she had an S-rank talent now.

As a gravity manipulator, not to mention a tiny tentacle, even if it were someone else's large-scale magic, it would be impossible to break through her gravity field.

So Lan Qingyou's upward flying speed didn't stop because of this.

"Awoo—"

Seeing Lan Qingyou leaving so leisurely, the bamboo pole-shaped Isabel couldn't help but roar at her.

Although she had now lost most of her reason and intelligence, she would absolutely never forget Lan Qingyou, the one who had forced her to this extent.

Now, she wanted to show her some color.

This was what Isabel wanted to do the most, having found the time to notice Lan Qingyou right behind her during the battle.

That was why she was so angry and anxious when she saw Lan Qingyou about to 'flee'.

Ignoring the fact that people were still attacking her here, she directly made a move towards another place.

Good heavens, is she really this obsessed with me?

Lan Qingyou turned her head and gave Isabel a very contemptuous look.

For her, taking care of this recently mutated 'little guy' was a piece of cake.

That was why she had left the task of executing this monster to Catherine's group.

Increasing practical combat experience was one aspect, but more than that, Lan Qingyou simply wasn't interested in the other party.

Even if it was a monster she was seeing for the first time, it couldn't arouse the slightest interest in her.

So after taking one look, she turned her head and continued to climb in altitude.

"Awoo—"

Seeing herself being despised and then ignored, Isabel felt an unspeakable anger in her heart.

Watching Lan Qingyou's altitude getting higher and higher, the anxious Isabel completely ignored the fact that her back was being constantly bombarded by the witches. She reached out her few remaining tentacles, trying to pull Lan Qingyou down from the sky.

But having already had many of her tentacles chopped off, how could she possibly reach Lan Qingyou in the air?

Right at this moment, two vertical slits suddenly opened on Isabel's slender back.

Then, transparent wings like a dragonfly's emerged.

Flap flap flap flap—

With the rhythmic and rapid flapping of the wings, Isabel's body separated from the tumor below that had almost been chopped away by Catherine and the others, and then dashed towards Lan Qingyou rapidly like a missile.

Only at this moment did everyone realize that this monster actually had a pair of feet.

No, this was not the time to be talking about this.

"Boss, watch out!"

Catherine shouted at Lan Qingyou from below.

Although she didn't know how Lan Qingyou managed to attack the enemy's attacking tentacle just now, as Lan Qingyou's right-hand woman, Catherine had the obligation to remind her.

As for whether Lan Qingyou would be injured, she wasn't worried at all.

Others might not know Lan Qingyou's strength, but having spent ten months together day and night in the dungeon, could she not be clear about it?

This guy couldn't even deal with them, yet wanted to deal with the Tower Witch?

That was simply a fantasy, alright?

Sure enough.

Just as Catherine was grumbling internally, the originally flying Isabel suddenly let out a wail as if she had hit a wall right after getting close to Lan Qingyou.

Then, she plummeted straight down from the sky.

As long as anyone present had a Demon Eye, it wasn't hard to see that this monster's mouth was open at this moment, but none of the sharp teeth inside its mouth were intact.

It was as if someone had landed a heavy punch right on its mouth, missing a piece here, missing a piece there.

Boom!

Finally, Isabel's body smashed heavily onto the ground head-first.