Let him be horrified and look at Mog who threw him out in disbelief and the greed that was magnified by the terrifying tiny mask in front of his eyes. The huge joy of being rescued a second ago was instantly transformed into the same fear!

Greedy tilted his head and looked at Rang who was flying over, and raised the knife that looked like a table knife in his hand.

Then Jean watched as he was gradually dismembered by it.

And taking advantage of this moment, Mog jumped out of the side of the ship with his real target in mind, the silent man who condensed the air wall.

"Ala."

The witch was finally surprised, then she raised her hand with a chuckle, and a black light shot out from her fingertips.

It penetrated the bodies of Mog and the two, but still seemed to make them fall into the sea.

The sea water was dyed red with blood. The witch took a look and didn't seem to care that she let two people escape, nor did she care about the A-level night weapon.

She turned around and looked at Greedy, the intestines and stumps hanging on the knife, and the indescribable things on the ground, but quickly lost interest and turned to look at Serral.

Seral watched this scene in horror. She watched Siltan being strangled to death by her own hands, watched Mog escape with the man and the night weapon, and watched Jean being instantly dismembered by the monster. She understood despair and fear.

.

And the fact that I was given up.

The witch looked at Seral who could not move, gently stroked her face with her hand, and said with a slight smile:

"She really looks beautiful..."

The witch stroked Seral's delicate and beautiful face, which was dressed up for the ball, and continued:

"It just so happens that I need more media to wake them up."
Chapter completed!