Seeing Alison's anger, Tros quickly interrupted, "We want revenge, but not at the expense of ourselves. If your men were alive, they might not want to see you like this."

"After all, we want revenge, not death, we."

"It's not us, it's us people." Alison stretched out her hand to interrupt Tros. "The reason why I came here is, firstly, to send these two serfs away, and secondly, I hope to find a guide from you to lead us to destroy them.

barracks and lairs.”

"Are there only a few of you?" Matthew on the side heard the words and shouted, "You are not good at it, especially women. If you are caught by those evil masters, you will become a goddess."

"I'm not here to discuss with you. I'm going to provide you with the best guide. After I deal with them, you can take over." Alison shook her head. She didn't want to talk to these people who were used to hiding in the woods anymore.

Matthew and Tros were also stunned when they heard Alison's words. They looked at each other and didn't understand where this woman got her confidence.

"Master Matthew, the reason why we failed is because Master Alison was not here at the time. If you were here, those evil masters would definitely fail."

Miriam saw the expressions of the two and knew what they were thinking, "Believe me, you are far more powerful than all of us put together."

"Are you going too?" Tros asked, looking at her and Vivian.

"Just like Master Matthew treats you." Miriam said firmly.

"Then, okay." Seeing that he couldn't convince them no matter what, Tros nodded helplessly. He looked at the only armored warrior in the team behind him and stretched out his hand to summon him.

"This is my family's guard for generations. He has the title of Tu'e, so let him take you there."

After hearing this, Alison glanced at the guard. This one was very strong and didn't look like he would fall down halfway, so she nodded slightly.

"Then thank you, Your Majesty the King of Heroes." Alison gave a slight salute to Tros, and then led her people away.

Watching Alison and the others leave, Matthew and Tros stood silent for a long time. It was not until a while later that Matthew said, "It would be a pity for so many warriors to die. Why not stay and fulfill my king's ambition?"

"Their eyes are blinded by hatred, and they obviously cannot be conquered." Tros shook his head slightly, and then said, "Take people to follow them, and rescue them if they are in trouble. When they get our rescue again, know the relationship with each other.

If you don’t see the difference, you will understand why we have to wait so long.”

"My king is wise." Matthew bowed his head and praised, then waved and led a group of warriors to follow.

After Alison and the others left the forest, the guards were explaining to them the various forces in New Delhi. When they confirmed a force and summoned a small train, the guards quickly stopped them from getting on the train.

"Ghosts and gods enshrined by evil masters will be aware of all space fluctuations. Once a large number of casualties occur and space teleportation occurs frequently, gods will inevitably come. By then, we will be in catastrophe."

Although he saw the little train and knew the function of the cursed object, and the guards gave them a high look, he still had to remind them of this kind of death-seeking thing in the demonic country where the gods watched.

"That's it." Alison nodded. She looked at the path that could barely be walked, stretched out her hand to summon the pumpkin carriage and the paper man for the funeral, and then led Vivian and the others to sit on it.

"Those who can't sit down sit on the roof of the car, or hold on to the car."

Alison said aloud, and the witches immediately began to look for seats, and because the guards wanted to explain the information, they also sat in the carriage.

"Our first stop is to go to Cold Water Pond. There are samurai teams there, and you said you want to collect the corpses of your companions, so there should be some there."

While the pumpkin car was running wildly, the guard explained to Alison.

"Where is that, the cemetery?" Alison asked.

"That's where goddesses practice and evil masters brew magic weapons. Your companions are all professionals and have strong physiques, so they should all be brewed there," the guard said.

"Take someone to prepare it." Alison narrowed her eyes after hearing this, "You mean those damn guys dare to desecrate the corpses of my subordinates?"

"Well, that's not the case. You misunderstood." The guard quickly shook his head upon hearing this, "They brewed it with living people."

"Alive?" Alison's eyes widened when she heard this, and she looked at the guards with anger. But then she lost her momentum and said with some relief, "So they are still alive."

"That was before. It should have died after brewing."

A cold and violent aura swept through the carriage. In just a moment, the guard felt that his whole body was frozen to the bone. He looked at the woman sitting in front of him in horror, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

This is not a human, this is definitely a ferocious beast.

What's wrong with him? He was just stating the facts.

Why does she look like she wants to kill herself?

Cold sweat flowed down from the stiff guard's forehead. He felt like he couldn't breathe. Alison glared at him for a long time before suppressing the anger in her heart. Just now she had the urge to go straight to National Taiwan University in New Delhi and kill.

"Sorry." Alison turned around and whispered.

"I don't blame you." The guard breathed a sigh of relief quietly, "After all, brewing a living person is an unimaginable process. The owner of the device will be subjected to extreme torture, and only they themselves know the pain involved."

After hearing this, Alison turned sideways and looked at the guard, feeling uncomfortable.

"Sir, calm down." Harriet was worried that Alison would kill someone on the spot, so she quickly reminded her, then glared at the guard, "Have you put onions on your lips?"

As if sensing Alison's emotions, the speed of the pumpkin car increased again. It was like a phantom, with no more bumps along the way until it reached the valley and the cold pool.

The two dozen samurai guarding the entrance to the cold pool only discovered them when the pumpkin cart stopped. The moment they recognized who it was, they were knocked down by the paper man pulling the cart. In an instant, screams and the sound of flesh tearing were heard at the entrance of the valley.

When the sound rang out, Alison and her group walked toward the cold pool with stampedes and screams.

On the shore of the cold pool, several warriors who took turns to look after the intruders turned around. When they saw the intruders, they immediately took out their machetes and rushed over. Alison, who was looking directly at the cold pool, took out her staff and unleashed it on them.

The magic of transforming sheep.

"Ding Dong~"

"Mea~"

The running warrior turned into a white goat, and his weapons fell to the ground. Alison walked straight forward, knocking any goats that stood in her way to pieces with her staff.

"Bang~bang~"

When she came to the cold pool, she saw that the people soaked in the water were her subordinates. Their necks exposed above the water had frozen, and their bodies under the water were as transparent as ice. Some fish were on their bodies.

They crawled back and forth in their intestines, gnawing at their flesh from time to time.

Alison touched their stopped breathing and looked at their expressions. They kept their eyes open and showed no expression at all.

Alison looked at them, her chest was floating slightly, and she felt like she couldn't breathe.

[Great sadness and anger will cause the evil spirit body to lose control, and emotional fluctuations are prohibited]

[If you don’t listen, you will fall into a physical coma]

Alison blinked slowly, raised her head slightly, and stretched out her hands. The half-eaten paper figures immediately rushed into the cold pool water and restrained the tied witches. Two of them even swam to the cold pool.

In the center of the pool, a small figure with its back facing the sky was lifted back.

When the thing was carried ashore, Alison didn't even dare to lower her head until McKenna's words came to her ears.

"Senior sister?"

Alison's heart moved, she lowered her head and turned her face, and saw the little witch's eyes widened, looking at her curiously.

Alison's mouth moved slightly, and she was about to speak, when she saw the little witch looking at her burst into tears.

Chapter 37.2 The Terror Demon King

Hantan's crying lasted for a long time, and Alison swore she could hear all the emotions inside, fear, anger, resentment, and unwillingness. It wasn't until the paper people gathered the corpse and the pumpkin cart left that the crying turned into a retelling.

"After we were arrested, those people thought that I was talented and suitable to be a weapon master, so they stabbed me more than a hundred times in nine days."

"Then they asked me to be incorruptible for thousands of years and invulnerable to all kinds of poisons. Since I'm so talented, it originally took more than eighty days to prepare me with nearly a hundred kinds of poisonous insects and herbs, but it only took three days to cure me."

"Then I sat on an extremely cold glacier during the day, and on a hot pottery jar at night."

"And this is about to be completed. If Senior Sister comes here two days later, they will cut me into pieces and treat me as a curse."

"In comparison, Serena is better. She is in the form of a beast using a formation. She is sealed by those people and cannot return to her human form. Those people have mounts and beliefs about suppressing beasts. She is regarded as the goddess of beasts there, and she lives there every day.

Fight them."

When Alison was concentrating, time would pass quickly. While Alison was styling her hair, they arrived at a small temple next to a manor.

The papermen understood what Alison was thinking and led the witches to kill them immediately. Those warriors who were powerful in front of the serfs were just like middle- and low-level knights.

The basic postures are not the enemy of the subordinates, and the intermediate breathing techniques are also superficial. In the words of the little witch, they were killed, subdued, and in a short period of time, the samurai and officials attached to the temple and manor

, the nobles and serfs were all gathered together.

McKenna was sitting on the pumpkin carriage, watching the paper figures below helping the warriors to be castrated and punctured, while still talking about her experiences with a smile on her face, looking very well-behaved.

But Alison knew that the psychological torture she was suffering was tremendous and that her whole body was on the verge of collapse.

This can lead to serious illness and must be treated promptly.

And she herself was not in a good mood, and her depressed mood had to be released.

She felt that if she was pushed all the way to the New Delhi stage, the junior sister's depressed heart would definitely feel better, at least it would not leave a deep shadow.

After all, those who could harm her are dead.

"Sir, what should we do with the escaped serfs?"

Just as Alison was patting McKenna and quietly watching the punishment soothing her depression, Vivian came over. She lowered her voice and said to Alison, "Although many of them are treated as nothing by the ruling warriors,

They cut off their hands and picked their noses, but they are escaping now to report news to the warriors."

"After all, to them, we are outsiders and invaders."

"They are afraid of the old warriors. The memory engraved in their bones makes them have to learn from it." Alison sighed after hearing this, and then looked at Vivian, "So we are not afraid?"

"Understood, I'll kill them right away." Vivian nodded.

"Those guys, just use dogs." Alison shook her head, and then summoned zombie dogs. In an instant, thirty ferocious-looking zombie dogs smelled the smell and chased them out.
To be continued...