The Virtuous Dark Witch

Chapter 27

Another annoying Dessey Witch. Sophia Larissa's gaze passed over the remaining Andros, falling on the chubby little girl. Although she hadn't grown up yet, the Andros lying on the ground—begging for death but unable to die—told her that this girl was no ordinary child.

Her aunt's carotid artery had been bitten by Rocky Anastas. If it weren't for the cold air from the Silver Frost Moon Ice Scepter freezing the wound, she would have died by now. And her mother's condition seemed even worse—for some reason, her Witch Power had become very chaotic. Elara glanced subtly at the remaining creatures, assessing their combat strength.

Two old witches and seventy-seven turned Andros—what a lot!

She now had ten silver needles and eighty-seven Crow Spirit Star-Moon Darts left. She glanced at the Blood Rose glazed card that had fallen on the ground, stained with blood. The turned Andros were easy to deal with—the hard part was the two old witches.

Pouting, she let out a long breath, putting the five silver needles between her fingers back into her skirt. Seeing the Andros who hesitated to move forward, she breathed a sigh of relief. A sharp glint flashed in her silver-gray eyes. Under their gaze, she slowly took out the longest and thickest silver needle.

Sophia Larissa wanted to step forward, but she was stopped by her mother, Talina. "Wait a little longer." Hearing this, Sophia raised her eyebrows, turning to look at her mother—she didn't understand why they had to wait.

"You'll see soon." Talina smiled meaningfully. She had changed her mind. Now that the situation was under control, there was no rush. She wanted to watch Merlyn Dessey's performance.

Seeing they weren't moving, Elara also stood quietly with her lips tightly pressed, showing no intention of taking the initiative to attack. The cold raindrops hitting her face kept her extremely awake, her mind racing.

For a moment, the only sound in the valley was Andros' screams. The rain that had been pouring for most of the night finally subsided, turning into a light drizzle blowing in the wind.

After waiting for a full quarter of an hour, Sophia became a little impatient. She looked at her mother again, seeing that a hint of impatience had also appeared on her face. She channeled her Witch Power, raised her right hand, and pushed forward forcefully. Immediately, the group of Andros standing not far ahead were pushed past the Blood Rose glazed card on the ground.

"What are you hesitating for?"

But even though Sophia said this, she wasn't an Andros after all. Compared to Sophia Larissa, the turned Andros were more afraid of Alexander Stirling. They stared at Elara, the sound of desperate screams echoing in their ears—they were on guard but hesitated to move forward.

At that moment, a faint, hoarse male voice sounded. "Ca… capture her."

Hearing the voice, Elara glanced out of the corner of her eye at Rocky Anastas, who was still stiff. She frowned. She didn't expect his tongue to move so soon—it seemed he had made full use of the pure blood of his mother, Ana Stirling.

An additional star-moon dart appeared in her empty left hand. She planned to give him another one. But just as the star-moon dart was thrown, several loyal turned Andros stood in front of Rocky Anastas.

"Capture her…"

Rocky Anastas was extremely angry, and his roar became louder. This time, the turned Andros no longer hesitated. Each of them became brave, rushing toward Elara.

Elara didn't flinch at all. Her eyes sharpened. Before the Andros could approach, she rushed into the group like a bolt of lightning. She clenched her right hand into a fist, holding the long, thick silver needle between her ring and middle fingers, stabbing the Andros quickly, fiercely, and accurately—every stab drew blood.

Ah… ah…

Shrill screams echoed one after another. Elara took the opportunity to knock down nine Andros with her remaining nine silver needles. She flipped into the air and fell vertically, stabbing the silver needle deeply into the Baihui Acupoint of a turned Andros. The Andros was about to grab Elara with his claws, but he was too slow.

Flipping and spinning in the air again, she stood in front of her mother and aunt. Elara glanced at the Andros who had been stabbed in the Baihui Acupoint, lying on the ground and twitching constantly—she had a plan.

Previously, when throwing the silver needles, she only wanted to insert them into the Andros' bodies. But now she only had one silver needle left, so she couldn't be so reckless.

After all, these turned Andros were once humans—their roots couldn't be changed. The Baihui Acupoint was a fatal spot. The damage she caused was irreversible for humans. Even with Andros' strong self-healing ability, a silver needle stabbed into the Baihui Acupoint would keep them incapacitated for a long time.

The remaining turned Andros were also having a hard time. More than half of them had already experienced the power of that unknown silver dark weapon. In just a short time, ten more had fallen. Looking at their companions on the ground, whose faces were burned beyond recognition, they couldn't help but feel chills in their feet.

Sophia Larissa couldn't wait any longer, stepping forward. Seeing this, Elara clenched her hands instinctively. "Wait a minute."

"I don't want to wait anymore." Dawn was almost breaking, and she didn't even know when the rain had stopped.

Elara's face was serious. "My mother and aunt are injured. I can't kill you and the one behind you, but these Andros…" Her tone turned fierce. "I want them dead."

"What does that have to do with me?" Sophia continued to walk slowly. Elara let out a cold laugh. "You have a deep grudge against my mother, and I'm my mother's life. I know that if I fall into your hands, you won't let me die easily—you'll t*****e me thoroughly."

Hearing this, Sophia stopped, suddenly smiling.

Tears welled up in her eyes. Elara stubbornly held them back, tilting her chin up. "After I deal with them, I'll let you do whatever you want with me."

She really shouldn't end the daughter of Merlyn Dessey so cleanly. She opened her red lips slightly, whispering, "Then continue."

Good. Elara rushed toward the group of Andros again, and the battle erupted once more. She stabbed them one by one with the same tactic, knocking down one every few minutes. As time passed, the number of Andros decreased slowly. Talina Larissa, who had been silent for a long time, finally made a move.

Sophia turned around. Talina looked at Elara and the Andros still fighting fiercely. "Do it—that little thing is stalling for time." Sophia's eyes darkened as she thought about what had happened earlier, suddenly realizing. But she couldn't accept being fooled by a child.

"She's definitely stalling." Talina flashed forward. Elara jumped up, swinging her right hand. The silver needle sliced across the neck of an approaching Andros, whose head rolled to the ground. She immediately retreated, throwing two Crow Spirit Star-Moon Darts at Talina in mid-air.

Talina didn't dare to touch the star-moon darts, having to dodge. Elara knew her plan had been seen through, but it was almost time. She believed her grandmother would arrive soon. "You're sneaking attack again."

"What a smart little thing." Sophia Larissa no longer gave Elara a chance to speak, flashing behind her. "All Dessey witches are so scheming." She swept her scepter toward Elara, but thanks to her reminder, "Don't worry—I won't kill you so easily."

This little thing wasn't just Merlyn Dessey's life—it was also all the hope of Kelly Dessey, the current ruler of the West Sea Forest.

Elara spun on her heel, channeling her Witch Power and placing her hands on her sides. When the Light Scepter approached, she used the force to fly away, then stood in mid-air, spreading her arms. "Fane… Kalimon…"

Talina and her daughter wanted to capture Elara alive, so they acted with some restraint. As soon as they approached, they sensed something was wrong, asking almost in unison. "What's that sound?"

Before they could finish speaking, dense dark figures rushed from all directions. Elara shouted in her childish voice, which had just lost its baby fat. "Bite them!"

"It's Night Bats!" Sophia Larissa screamed, dodging quickly. Night Bats loved poison and were highly toxic—they only appeared at night. Thinking about what had just happened, her gaze toward Elara changed, becoming malicious. "Mother, we can't let her live."

Talina also realized the danger at this moment, affirming coldly. "Kill her." In an instant, the surrounding area was filled with scorching light blades. Staring at the attacking Night Bats, she sneered disdainfully, pointing the Blazing Fire Scepter forward. Immediately, the light blades rushed into the group of Night Bats.

Seizing the opportunity, Elara flipped and landed on the ground, running toward her mother and aunt. She wanted to take them west to escape. Seeing this, Talina quickly flashed to her daughter's side to block the fierce Night Bats. "Go stop her."

Elara had only escaped less than a hundred meters with her mother and aunt when she felt a chill behind her. She immediately put her mother and aunt down, turning around to throw five star-moon darts. Sophia retreated, swinging the Light Scepter in mid-air. A dazzling beam of sunlight, like a sharp blade, rushed toward Elara.

Elara knew she couldn't defeat her. She picked up her mother and aunt, dodging quickly. But although her Witch Power was abundant, her realm was still shallow—how could she avoid Sophia's full-force attack?

"Put… us down." Thea, whose body was covered with silver edelweiss, cried. "Run away."

Hearing this, the tears Elara had held back all night finally poured out uncontrollably. The beam of sunlight was approaching. She let go of her mother and aunt, drawing eighty percent of the Witch Power from her body to summon the Holy Crow Spirit Dagger, which she didn't know where it had been lost. A silver light shot through the air, blocking the approaching fierce beam of sunlight.

Boom! The Light Witch Power rebounded. Sophia didn't expect Merlyn's ten-year-old daughter to be able to summon the Holy Crow Spirit Dagger. But she couldn't think much about it now, quickly dodging.

Elara felt a dull pain in her chest, and blood trickled down the corner of her mouth, dripping onto Merlyn's hand. Like it had completed its mission, the Holy Crow Spirit Dagger fell from the air to the ground.

At that moment, Merlyn's hand trembled slightly. Sophia avoided the rebounding Witch Power, becoming more determined to kill Elara. She spun around, stabbing Elara with the Light Scepter without stopping.

But Elara had suffered a backlash from the Witch Power due to forcibly summoning the Holy Crow Spirit Dagger, and her entire body was now numb. Watching Sophia approach, she was anxious, channeling her Witch Power to try to regain feeling. Unfortunately, things didn't go as she wished. At the critical moment, she could only drag her stiff legs forward a short distance, standing in front of her aunt and mother.

"Ah…" Thea roared, trying to climb up. But just as her upper body lifted off the ground, she fell back down, and the wound on her neck began to bleed again.

Before the Light Scepter could approach, Sophia had already shown a victorious smile.

Perhaps it was the bond between mother and daughter. At that moment, Merlyn, who was lying on the ground, suddenly clenched her hands tightly, then pulled back her silly daughter. She kicked her legs, rushing forward along the ground. Sophia was shocked—she never thought Merlyn could still move. She quickly stopped and retreated.

Merlyn picked up the Holy Crow Spirit Dagger. Seeing Sophia stop, she didn't hesitate, flashing behind her and stabbing the dagger into her heart. Her hoarse voice trembled. "You shouldn't have touched my little Elara."

The overbearing Witch Power contained in the Holy Crow Spirit Dagger shattered Sophia's meridians with overwhelming momentum.

"Uh…" Blood shot out of Sophia's mouth, and the pale yellow in her eyes faded quickly. In the end, she still died at the hands of a Dessey Witch. The curse Juna Charlotte had made before being turned echoed in her ears.

Clang! The Light Scepter fell to the ground.

"Mother!" Elara was overjoyed, but before her smile could fully spread, she saw golden light seeping from the bottom of her mother's brown eyes.

Merlyn endured the severe pain from her soul, gritting her teeth and pulling out the Holy Crow Spirit Dagger. Then her body uncontrollably fell from the air along with Sophia.

"Mother!" Elara wanted to go forward to check, but she was now like a wooden person.

At this moment, Talina also sensed that her daughter's life force had been extinguished. She was instantly enraged, condensing thousands of light blades to kill the Night Bats that had been pestering her. She used the Blazing Fire Scepter to cut a gap, then roared. "I want you all to die!"

A prairie fire rushed forward. Merlyn, who had fallen to the ground, wanted to stand up, but that damn thing had taken the opportunity to counterattack her soul after that strike. Her body was becoming more and more uncontrollable. She stared intently at the little figure not far away, tears overflowing from her bloodshot brown eyes, which were filled with golden light.

She could already feel her soul about to fall into a deep sleep. She used all her strength to lift her right hand, grabbing the blade of the Holy Crow Spirit Dagger tightly. The sharp blade cut her hand, and blood oozed from her palm, seeping into the powerful silver lines on the dagger.

Immediately, the Holy Crow Spirit Dagger emitted a bright dark light. A force overflowed, flowing into her meridians through the wound on her palm. The golden light in her eyes was suppressed by that force. She seemed to hear that thing roaring. Now that she had made her decision, she didn't hesitate any longer, climbing up from the ground.

Feeling the scorching heat rushing from behind, she curved her lips slightly, staring greedily at that little figure. Elara also seemed to realize something, crying out. "Mother… I love you."

"Baby, I'm sorry. Mother can't watch you grow up." She only had a moment of clarity. Merlyn held the handle of the Holy Crow Spirit Dagger with both hands. At that moment, a familiar figure entered her sight. Her eyes suddenly lit up, and with no more worries, she raised the brightly glowing Holy Crow Spirit Dagger and stabbed it forcefully into her heart meridian.

Blood spurted out, and the Holy Crow Spirit Dagger instantly disappeared into Merlyn's body. With a shrill scream, a bright light escaped from between Merlyn's eyebrows. At the same time, a big hole broke through the brightening sky, pouring down thick moonlight, enveloping Merlyn. The approaching fire scattered when it encountered the moonlight.

Thea was stunned. Why… why did this happen?

"Mother…" Perhaps the stimulation was too great, suppressing the numbness in Elara's body. She rushed toward Merlyn.

Merlyn smiled at her, slowly closing her eyes.

I'm sorry, baby. Mother can't grow up with you. But mother believes that one day you will pull the Holy Crow Spirit Dagger out of mother's heart meridian intact. So… baby, don't cry. Mother is just tired and wants to sleep for a while.

Alexander, who was about to arrive, saw the dissipating moonlight beam, his heart sinking. "Is it too late?" He ran even faster, his movements quickening. The image of the fierce woman's neck still bleeding filled his mind, thick blood surging in his pupils.

Elara hugged her mother's falling body, watching the black mandala bloom from between her eyebrows. Her blood-stained little hand covered her chest, where the wound had already healed.

Talina never expected Merlyn Dessey to seal herself with the Holy Crow Spirit Dagger. Seeing the color of Progenitor Fisher's soul, which had fled to her, become even paler, she immediately took out the Hualuo Sun God Stone to put away Progenitor Fisher's soul. Then she carried the Blazing Fire Scepter, attacking the three of them again.

Even if Merlyn Dessey had sealed herself, she wouldn't let her off. “Die!”

Elara was filled with hatred, throwing out twenty star-moon darts at once. This old witch was too annoying.

The death of her daughter had driven Talina to the brink of madness, and she no longer held back. Now she only wanted them to pay with their lives. She waved the Blazing Fire Scepter, swatting away the star-moon darts one by one. Then she chopped down from the air. Just as the momentum of the Blazing Fire Scepter approached Elara's wet hair, a white figure flashed past, causing Talina to miss.

Alexander took the three of them to the other end of the valley, putting them down. He panted heavily, then twisted his neck to look at the turned Andros surrounding Rocky Anastas. His mind was filled with the image of the fierce woman's bleeding neck, thick blood seeping into his pupils.

"Earl Alexander Stirling?" When the group of Andros saw the comer, they felt chills all over their bodies, retreating one after another. "This has nothing to do with us—it was the Lord's order."

"You all deserve to die." The white figure flashed, and flesh and blood flew everywhere. Alexander didn't tear out their hearts or heads—he directly tore them apart alive. He needed to vent.

At this moment, Rocky Anastas, who was still squatting, flashed a look of determination in his eyes. He didn't expect Alexander to turn back. He glanced slightly at the blood-stained body parts all over the ground, no longer delaying, and flashed toward the three of Elara. But before he could approach, a white light blocked him. He felt a dull pain in his chest, and something was flowing down.

“No…”

A terrified female voice came from far away. Then a woman with exquisite makeup suddenly appeared. A birch wooden stake emitting a soft sun glow stabbed into Alexander's neck from the side, threatening. "Let him go."

Alexander frowned in pain, but the thick blood in his eyes was still surging. Ana, standing beside him, was still pressing hard on the birch wooden stake that had been infused with sun glow. But… why should he let him go?

"He deserves to die too."

He curved his lips into a smile, pulling hard. A b****y heart was pulled out. Rocky Anastas' pupils seemed to pop out of his sockets, filled with shock.

Ana opened her blood-red eyes wide, instinctively catching her son's sliding body. She let go of the birch wooden stake, then struck back with her right hand. The birch wooden stake instantly pierced through Alexander's neck.

"Uh…" Alexander crushed the heart in his hand, gritting his teeth and reaching out to pull out the birch wooden stake. The scorching severe pain even made him cry out. “Ah…”

The woman was filled with hatred, but she couldn't kill Alexander now. She could only take her son's heartless body and flash away from the valley, roaring shrilly. "Alexander Stirling, you killed my son—I will never let you go!"

The angry voice echoed in the valley for a long time.

On this side, Talina Larissa had approached the three of Elara again. She glanced sideways at Alexander Stirling, who was still struggling to pull out the birch wooden stake, a look of satisfaction appearing on her face. "Don't wait for Alexander to recover." That birch wooden stake has been infused with blazing sun glow. Even if he pulls it out, he will be severely injured and won't recover for a short time."

Elara carefully put her mother down, standing in front of them again. Looking at the charred corpses of the Night Bats all over the ground, she cried. The eastern sky had already turned red—maybe she would still see the red sun today. She mobilized the last bit of Witch Power in her body, waiting for Talina to approach.

Seeing Talina approaching the three of Elara, Alexander ignored the pain and immediately flashed in front of Elara, increasing his strength. This damn wooden stake was burning his flesh. It seemed Ana was also involved in what had happened in Anastas City.

"Since Earl Alexander wants to be a hero, I'll fulfill you." Talina waved the Blazing Fire Scepter, attacking Alexander.

Alexander didn't dodge or avoid it. When the Blazing Fire Scepter approached, he grabbed it tightly, stopping Talina's killing blow. But the Blazing Fire Scepter was known as a sacred artifact of the Light Witches. Even Alexander at his peak couldn't withstand the blue flames on the scepter—let alone now.

The blue flames climbed up Alexander's skin, burning off a layer. Before it could fully heal, another layer was burned. Taking the opportunity, Elara rushed out, shooting all her remaining Crow Spirit Star-Moon Darts at Talina.

Talina wanted to pull back the Blazing Fire Scepter, but how could Alexander let her? She had to let go and retreat. Elara collapsed to the ground, exhausted. Alexander was also somewhat incapacitated, but Talina was still alive. He threw away the Blazing Fire Scepter, trying to pull out the birch wooden stake with all his strength.

“Ah…”

Alexander's facial features twisted in pain, but he still didn't give up. The birch wooden stake slowly moved outward. Thea cried bitterly, watching Talina knock down the Crow Spirit Star-Moon Darts one by one. Her eyes became colder and colder. Despair made her desperate to preserve the last hope of the West Sea Forest.

She clenched her hands tightly, shattering the silver edelweiss covering her body. She rushed toward Alexander, biting his neck—this was her choice.

“Thea…”

Alexander quickly faded the thick blood in his eyes, but it was already too late. The smell of blood filled his mouth. Thea sucked and swallowed desperately, and the wound on her neck healed at a visible speed.

Goodbye, West Sea Forest!

Goodbye, Dessey!

"Aunt!" Seeing a trace of blood rise in her aunt's eyes and spread quickly, Elara's heart was like a knife twist. She crawled toward her. “Aunt…”

A drop of tear fell on Alexander's neck, scalding hot. Alexander hated it, roaring upward. The moment Thea let go, he pulled out the birch wooden stake with all his strength.

There was one last star-moon dart left. Talina swung her light blade in the air, chopping it down. Unexpectedly, when she looked up, she saw one person was missing. She was instantly shocked. She was about to turn around to take Elara and Merlyn's lives when she suddenly felt a chill behind her. Before she could fight back, her head was twisted off, and blood splattered all over Thea.

Thea held Talina's head, turning to look at the red eastern sky. Elara, who was in a daze, followed her gaze, immediately struggling to stand up. "Alexander, take her away." She… she is seeking death."

Alexander, whose neck wound kept healing and reopening, could clearly see that Thea was seeking death. "Little Dessey, I will protect her." He flashed to Thea's side, picking her up to leave. But Thea refused. "Let me go."

Thea Dessey was already dead.

Precisely because he knew how proud she was, he never dared to hope. But now everything had changed. "Thea, the West Sea Forest is still there. Merlyn has sealed herself." Have you forgotten your mother?" Kelly Dessey's life was not long. So, for the sake of the West Sea Forest and that little thing, she couldn't die.

Thea cried bitterly. Yes, she couldn't die. She stopped struggling, letting Alexander take her away, her eyes staring into the distance toward the east.

"Where do you think you're going?"

Just as Elara thought everything was over, an elderly woman in a white robe suddenly appeared in the sky. She had seen her before—this elderly woman was the one who had taken Poppy away. A bright yellow beam of light shot directly at Alexander and Thea.

"Run!" Elara shouted anxiously. "Don't look back—run!"

Alexander and Thea wanted to turn back to take her and Merlyn, but the beam of light reached them in the blink of an eye. Alexander pulled Thea, dodging quickly, but their speed was clearly no match for the beam of light.

Thea didn't want to drag Alexander down. She was about to push him away when she heard a whoosh. A black snake-headed scepter shot through the air, stabbing into the rock.

Boom! The earth trembled. The elderly woman who had just retrieved the Hualuo Sun God Stone quickly dodged, but she was still cut off at the waist by a dark moonlight beam. Immediately, the old witch spat out blood. The bag hanging on her waist containing the Hualuo Sun God Stone was crushed to ashes, and the Hualuo Sun God Stone was also shattered.

"Ah…" A terrified scream rang out. Two dim white lights rushed into the severely injured elderly woman's body. "Quick… run! It's Selah's Demon-Hiding Snake Scepter."