That's not how you use a witch!

Chapter 38 The True Combat Power of the Thorn Lord!

As the largest of the level seven evil beasts, the Tyrant Python can reach a length of nearly 100 meters and a body diameter of more than four meters.

This monstrous beast usually dwells deep underground in the permafrost, its lair extremely well-hidden and difficult to find. In the more than two hundred years since the founding of the Blackstone Empire, there have been only a dozen or so recorded sightings of the Tyrant Serpent.

Compared to ordinary evil beasts, it is not only highly intelligent and destructive, but also has extremely high self-healing ability, making it very difficult to deal with.

This is the first time Ronan has ever faced such a high intensity level since his transmigration.

However, he still issued an emergency defense order to the militia through scouts, making sure that all civilians in Thorn Territory were orderly relocated to evacuation sites!

No sooner had the scouts left than the sound of trees collapsing echoed from the distant forest, and a dark shadow slowly rose, almost obscuring the two moons in the night sky.

This was the first time Ronan had ever seen a level seven evil beast since his transmigration: its head was as big as a truck, its body, which was tens of meters long, was extremely oppressive, and its whole body was radiating a creepy reddish-purple light.

Compared to it, even the black thorn centipede is as small as an earthworm; the fallen black rhinoceros is like a tiny mouse that melts in its mouth.

"hiss!"

The tyrannical serpent signaled an attack.

"Damn it!"

Li Yan's expression changed drastically—seventh-level evil beasts are rare, not to mention that the Tyrant Python is clearly an evil beast that lives deep in the northern territory. Why would it come from so far away and specifically target the Thorn Territory?

"I'll stop it!"

Haiyue summoned a powerful column of water, which bombarded the giant python's head.

"I'll cooperate with you!"

Scarlett transformed into a lithe black panther, climbed onto the giant python's head, and gouged out one of its eyes with her claws.

This move had a clear effect. The python paused for a moment, instinctively raising its head and body; but then, as if receiving some command, it swooped down and charged straight at the iron ball.

Scarlett clearly hadn't expected this evil beast to act unpredictably, and was immediately flung high into the air, where she could only transform into a bird to maneuver around it.

"Damn it! This beast's target is Medale!"

Li Yan roared, withdrawing the flames covering the iron ball and hurling them all at the giant python. "Take her away first!"

Haiyue immediately summoned water to push the iron ball away; without any worries, Liyan unleashed her full power, instantly engulfing the Tyrant Python in flames.

If it were a demonic beast below level five, it would be reduced to ashes after such a blow.

The python hissed in pain, but did not retreat. It coiled its massive body and rubbed it against the ground, extinguishing most of the fire on its body; at the same time, it suddenly straightened its coiled body and shot out like a spring, instantly covering a distance of tens of meters.

"Thump!"

The water from the sea moon couldn't outpace the tyrant serpent's sudden attack, and a cloud of sand was stirred up where the iron ball was.

The three witches' hearts skipped a beat, but then, from behind the swirling sandstorm came the startled hiss of a giant python.

When the sandstorm cleared, the iron ball was unharmed; the giant python tried its best to charge forward, but Ronan held its head down with one hand, making it impossible for it to move forward even an inch.

"You didn't expect that, did you... Actually, I didn't expect it either."

Ronan wanted to put his hands in his pockets, but unfortunately he couldn't free them.

Actually, he didn't have time to retreat and was forced to fight back. He thought that with his current stats, he shouldn't be killed off immediately, at most he would suffer some injuries. He didn't expect his stats to be so high that he didn't even have to use the disposable shield given to him by the system...

Of course, you should act calm and collected, and even a little pretentious, in this situation.

"Arcane Technique: Silence"

So Ronan punched the air with conviction.

"Awooo—"

The tyrannical python was struck so hard that its upper body flew into the air, its mournful hiss echoing through the night sky.

For the Tyrant Python, this punch was not very powerful, not even comparable to the flames and water from before.

But the impact it had was far greater than the latter.

Its intelligence is among the best of all evil beasts, but it still can't understand how a mere human, and a pampered nobleman at that, could possess such terrifying power that rivals that of a witch.

"Crescent Moon Sky... no, Secret Technique: Sword Suppression."

Ronan swung his ordinary iron sword again, unleashing a massive crescent-shaped azure sword aura. The giant python, with its enormous body, couldn't dodge in time and was instantly struck with a bloody wound, its mountain-like body trembling.

The three witches all looked surprised: they were not unfamiliar with this move, in fact, they were quite familiar with it, because the knights who were besieging them had basically used it before.

The principle behind sword pressure is very simple: it's just about imbuing a weapon with spiritual energy and releasing it. Even a newly awakened one-star knight can master it after a period of training. It has no additional functions besides causing destruction; it's the most basic attack technique. So much so that some knights, to demonstrate their noble status, avoid using this move in battle or duels.

But is this thing Ronan released... really the same thing as those twig-thin things? Is this the legendary, simple yet profound realm of the Knight Saint?

The Thorn Lord's true combat power is terrifyingly strong!

"hiss!"

The giant python seemed to finally feel fear and stopped attacking recklessly, but its blue-purple vertical pupils remained fixed on the iron ball behind Ronan.

Ronan knew it was coming for Meidel, so he didn't back down and was ready to continue fighting.

However, he couldn't break through the giant python's defenses—the creature's self-healing ability was simply abnormal. The wounds he inflicted looked intimidating, but they were almost completely healed in less than a minute.

Unless you kill it instantly, the best outcome is to drive it away.

For evil beasts that fight to the death, this option is practically nonexistent.

"Reporting, sir!"

Bart arrived at breakneck speed. "All residents have been accommodated, and the militia has entered emergency preparedness mode as per your plan!"

"Okay, thank you for your hard work."

Ronan then looked at the witches, "We need to buy time for Madale. I'll trouble the three of you to continue fighting alongside me!"

"It would be my great honor!"

Scarlett laughed heartily, "It's been a long time since I fought alongside the lord. It turns out the experience wasn't so bad after all. It seems it varies from person to person."

Li Yan then loudly warned, "Meidel's current advancement obstacles exceed those of any of her sisters in the Witch's Eye; I'm afraid she..."

"She will definitely succeed."

"You...you really trust her that much?"

"Of course, we agreed to witness that brand new ending together. I don't mind waiting for her a little longer."

Seeing Li Yan's bewildered expression, Ronan chuckled and slung his sword over his shoulder.

He then strode through the crowd and approached the giant python, which was as large as a small mountain.

"Let's start the team fight then—if there are no objections, I'll play the front line?"

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Within the iron cocoon, countless scenes shifted and changed, finally settling on the moment when the girl was judged evil, put in shackles, and awaited punishment.

On the way to the execution ground, the wind and snow seemed even more biting than in my real memories, and the wounds were even more painful and burning—in this peculiar world, all the pain seemed to be magnified many times over.

The kind soldier quietly removed her shackles, allowing her to escape; but the girl was not relieved of her suffering, and instead had to continue to face the threats of cold and hunger.

On the seemingly endless road, Madale walked on and on, her limited strength gradually being exhausted.

She didn't know the direction of her journey, nor what kind of ending awaited her.

And the mirror-like outline of "Meidel" became clearer and clearer—but the clearer it became, the more obvious and terrifying the black miasma around her became.

Why persist in this arduous struggle?

That "Meidel" persuaded her.

"The reason you are tormented by this pain is because you have chosen to endure it. If you stop being so stubborn, you will never have to feel pain again..."

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