Demon Servant

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The powerful whip came with the sound of electric current, and Mu Lin instinctively raised her hand to cover her face. The whip hit her arm hard, and the burning pain made Mu Lin scream. Her arm immediately swelled up a red mark, and her body was pierced by the current, instantly paralyzing more than half of it.

Before she could react, the second whip came again. Mu Lin felt that her internal organs were about to be pierced, and she fell to the ground holding her stomach.

The short-haired girl turned around, and the whip swung a long arc, hitting Mu Lin's back again.

"Are you going to beat me again?" Rebecca flicked the whip, looking impatient. How can you just get beaten without fighting back in a battle practice?

The sexy teacher who had been watching silently beside her slowly walked forward, her tight uniform skirt with a high slit set off her exquisite figure.

"Change people." She stared at Mu Lin who couldn't stand up. This new witch was weaker than she thought. She didn't look like a fighting material, but she was the servant of that person.

As a former colleague of Diliya, Nancy also knew something about Noyce. That high priest... his tastes changed a lot...

After being beaten up by several witches in succession, Mu Lin was arranged to watch the battle in the rest area on the side as a wounded person. There was also a girl with glasses watching the battle.

"This is fate." Nina seemed to be in a good mood. She was the only one in this "waste zone". Now she finally has a companion, and he is a legendary figure.

"So your ability is not suitable for fighting?" She looked at Mu Lin's embarrassed face and felt a little empathy.

"What ability?" Mu Lin asked. "Every witch will awaken special abilities after being possessed." She pointed to the witches who were training in battle on the training ground, "Avelina can read people's memories, Rebecca who just fought with you can control electric current, and over there..." There are more stories here 1************* Lin looked along Nina's finger. Eugenia found a bench in the corner and leaned there, staring into the distance carelessly. Her quiet figure was particularly abrupt among the people fighting around her. In front of her, her opponent stood there blankly, slapping himself with a dull look.

"Looks very powerful..." Mu Lin couldn't help touching her face, she looked at Nina, "What is your ability?"

Nina pouted and looked at the sky: "Good digestion function, especially good at eating."

It's really not suitable for fighting.

"What about yours?" The girl with glasses became curious again.

Mu Lin frowned and thought for a while. She didn't seem to have any special abilities. The only difference from normal people was that Noyce said she had a strong self-healing ability.

"Can you stand it?"

Soon, Mu Lin found that she not only had no special abilities, but she didn't even have ordinary abilities.

After suffering a series of setbacks in magic and fighting classes, Mu Lin's reputation quickly changed from the first mysterious witch in history who could recover after falling into the devil to the weakest witch in history. The eyes of people around her had changed from being wary of monsters to looking at trash with contempt.

"Are you okay?" Now even Nina began to worry about her.

Mu Lin gritted her teeth: "Yes."

They were wearing hand and leg guards, which seemed light but were surprisingly heavy, pressing Mu Lin so hard that she couldn't even lift her legs.

"Twenty laps, you can use magic, and you are not allowed to eat until you finish running."

As soon as the teacher finished speaking, several people had already leaped out and disappeared in a blink of an eye, and the rest of the people followed one after another. "Then I'll go first." Nina hesitated for a long time and followed him.

Mulin took a deep breath and took a step. The magical leggings made her steps heavy as if they were filled with lead. She was panting like a cow before she ran far, and her lungs seemed to explode. She wanted to lie down on the spot, but she was unwilling to do so. She dragged her heavy body and ran for an unknown period of time. She was pressed to her knees and held her breath to get up.

As night fell, when Noyce came to pick her up, she saw the figure of the girl collapsed on the ground exhausted.

"Am I embarrassed?" Mulin, who was held horizontally in Noyce's arms, buried her head in his chest and said in a muffled voice.

"The training of witches is far beyond the intensity that ordinary people can bear. If you don't know how to use magic, you can't complete it normally if you only use human strength." He carried Mulin to a circular training ground, put her down, and took out a bottle of holy water to signal her to drink it.

The holy water tasted sweet, and the hungry and tired body instantly became energetic.

This is what she relied on when she was burned and couldn't eat. The holy water made by the Church using precious medicinal materials mixed with magic power is very effective in treating injuries and replenishing physical strength, and is extremely precious to the outside world. However, Noyce used it as if it was free, and he often ate it as a meal.

Seeing that Mu Lin's face had eased a little, Noyce walked to the weapons hanging on the wall, picked up a small light sword and threw it to her: "After you have a good rest, we will start."

The source of the witch's power is the monster parasitic in her body. She fuses her body and mind with the monster to varying degrees to turn herself into a semi-demon state to use the power of the monster and gain extraordinary abilities. But the more she fuses, the more dangerous it is to become a monster completely, so the priest needs to control and purify.

What Mu Lin needs to learn now is to use this power.

"You need to feel the monster in your body, fuse it, and use magic to attack." Noyce stood in the middle of the circular venue, with his hands behind his back, looking leisurely.

Mu Lin still couldn't feel anything. But she still raised her sword and rushed towards Noyce with all her strength.

The white-robed priest only turned slightly, letting the girl miss, and then knocked her to the ground with a knife.

The knee must have been broken on the ground, and it hurt so much, but a nameless anger rose in her heart. Mu Lin ignored the pain and got up and attacked Noyce one after another.

Noyce still looked calm and dodged most of the attacks with his feet, and pointed out Mu Lin's movements.

"Don't just use human power. If you can't learn to use magic, you will never be able to touch me... The gap is too big." Noyce dodged another s***h by turning sideways, turned around and kicked the girl in the stomach who missed the attack and was unstable.

Mu Lin screamed and was kicked several meters away.

"Continue." The priest gave the order ruthlessly.

Mu Lin curled up tightly, holding her stomach tightly, sweating coldly from the pain.

Noyce frowned. He had control over his strength and should not have kicked anyone to the point of causing internal injuries.

He walked to Mulin, squatted down, and lifted her clothes. A long whip mark ran through her entire abdomen, which was swollen and oozing with blood. His kick landed right on the mark.

This wound should have been left from the daytime class. Noyce looked at Mulin and sighed softly: "That's all for today."

Mulin was too familiar with this look. Almost all the teachers looked at her with this look today. It was as if they were saying that the new servant of the high-ranking priest Noyce, the successor of the former chief witch Dilia of the Sith Church, was a waste with no ability.

She didn't care about other people's eyes, but when Noyce looked at her like this, it hurt her.

"I can still continue." Mulin gritted her teeth.

Noyce was stunned.

"I can still do it!" She increased her voice and repeated it again. Her lips were pale and she was covered in sweat, but she stood up tremblingly.

Noyce stared at Mulin for a moment, then regained his previous composure. He walked to the middle of the field and took up his stance. His cold voice came again.

"Continue."