CHAPTER 525: TRAVEL AND TRAVEL BEYOND TRAVEL CHAPTER 48 WITCH DEMON_3

The spell cast on Macken was an immobilization spell, and the purple light wrapped tightly around the knight’s heavy armor like a cocoon. Macken gripped his sword tightly with both hands, held it in front of his chest, and with all his strength, slashed forward. The Witch Demon’s spell wavered but still restricted Macken’s movement. Not knowing when this spell would wear off, the Witch Demon dared not advance for further attack.

Lynch realized that if it dragged on like this, the knight would be the first to exhaust and perish. Without hesitation, he cast a fireball at the Witch Demon—this undead was immune to lightning and cold, only heat could melt its body. Clearly, the Witch Demon also sensed the mage’s arrival. It retreated a few steps, dispelling Macken’s immobilization while using the Flying Technique to escape the fireball’s attack range.

"Oh, so there’s a young mage here too, truly a bountiful day!" The Witch Demon’s voice echoed like a mourning raven in the sky: "Kneel, and then beg for my mercy. Maybe I will take you in as slaves to serve me for life."

The answer it received was Soka’s chain of arrows. That significant black dot floating in the blue sky was even easier to aim at than a red target center. The Witch Demon’s protective arrow spell deflected the first few arrows, yet it was still pushed back repeatedly. At the same moment, Lynch’s High-level Dispel Magic floated over. With flashes of seven different colors, the spells the Witch Demon cast on itself vanished one by one, and it fell from mid-air.

A duel between mages is nothing more than a contest of casting spells and dispelling them. Once the opponent’s protections are wiped out, victory is not far off. The Witch Demon instantly cast the Feather Fall Technique, preventing itself from a shattering fall, but Zilvra silently appeared beside it, disrupting the Witch Demon’s intended spell order.

In haste, the Witch Demon didn’t have time to complete the lengthy incantation, so it could only use its strong spiritual power to try to blast Zilvra away. However, the Witch Demon’s opponent had a bloodline that resisted spells, and Zilvra’s figure only swayed as she accurately pierced the thin sword into the Witch Demon.

Worthy of being one of the most powerful undead, the Witch Demon’s body was tougher than steel. The magic thin sword, which could even pierce stone, left only a white mark, and even explosions couldn’t break its ribs.

"You lowly creatures, patiently wait for my counterattack!" The Witch Demon ground its teeth and made a sound, "I hope you can endure the pain of becoming a specimen, I will..."

It abruptly stopped talking because Lynch had just arrived, pointing the Powerful Wand at its eyes. The continuous fog appearing on the Undead Magic Bead posed a great threat to the Witch Demon, letting it see the boundless force of imprisonment and oppression within. The Witch Demon’s eyes flickered, the flame representing evil wisdom in its eye sockets wavered in the face of a strong wind, with the danger of being extinguished at any moment.

"What more do you have to say, Witch Demon?" Lynch stood in front of the undead creature, "You have one last chance to persuade me."

In the eyes of the Witch Demon, the mage was no longer a young apprentice or a servant who could act as a spell assistant. Even if he were an apprentice or a servant, he was the one who held the Witch Demon’s life and death. In the face of the Necroman Magic Pearl, all undead would feel instinctive fear, even a Witch Demon with a Life Box. This Divine Artifact wouldn’t destroy the undead but would imprison them all, with no freedom unless ordered by the owner.

Feeling the tremor of its own Life Box, the Witch Demon had no choice but to start pleading. Its voice remained icy, yet it no longer dared to carry a tone of arrogance. That voice seemed far and near, extremely erratic; sometimes sharp as if floating in the clouds, sometimes low as if coming from the depths of the earth. However, the meaning it conveyed was very clear, the Witch Demon was ready to offer everything it knew in exchange for freedom.

"Treasure? Money? Those are things we don’t need." Lynch said, "The conditions you offer won’t move me because we can find the same things after destroying you."

"Oh, young mage, I understand your meaning." The Witch Demon said, "I have quite a few magic scrolls, as well as books and rare items. Furthermore, I can provide you with knowledge that encases all the legends of this place in my mind. Knowledge, is that the exchange you truly desire?"