The Witch of the Cyberpunk Era

Farotha closed Sally's cocooning room to make sure no one else would interfere.

Considering that the Rat Witch is likely to gain powerful powers, Farosa was very surprised and a little disgusted.

From Farosa's point of view, Sally hunted down the rat people's beliefs cheaply, and is a thief who squeezes ideals, and everything she has is fake.

Power and wisdom must be pure, derived from their own accumulation, not the projection of external forces.

Now Sally is one step ahead of her to touch the realm of becoming a god, which is called Farosa's psychological imbalance. On the one hand, she wants to become a **** like Sally, on the other hand, she is limited by insufficient resources.

More importantly, this undersea expedition exhausted Farosa's energy, and she had to rest for a while.

Xu Yang took her back to the secret room. She was very quiet along the way, and her footsteps were particularly heavy. Xu Yang could roughly judge Farosha's psychology. She was a proud and arrogant person, and she would never tolerate other people in her field of vision. Strong, the change of the Rat Witch has touched the red line.

"Don't rush," he said. "You have to give yourself some time."

"It doesn't matter if I'm in a hurry, it's like racing against monsters," Farosa said. "If you run slowly, you'll be caught up and eaten. There's no room for accommodation."

She felt that she was far from being strong enough.

"However, you have to act accordingly," Xu Yang advised. "If you want to rest, take a good rest, and don't let other things occupy your energy."

Even though she was very worried, Farosa still accepted Xu Yang's advice, worrying is useless, what she needs to do most at present is to fully recover herself by sleeping for a long time.

Farosa looked at the black door of the secret room, pushed the door open, and lay down flat with her hands folded on her chest.

"This is the stage of serious sleep," Farosa said. "It will take about 30 hours of sleep. During this period, you should protect this room and prevent others from trespassing."

"That's right." Xu Yang nodded, "You can sleep well for a day and a half, or two days, don't worry about other things, we will take care of it."

Farosa stopped speaking, she closed her eyes and listened to Xu Yang's footsteps gradually receding.

In the dark secret room, she has a particularly safe feeling, this is a safe place, no other evil forces are watching, and she can devote herself to her further evolution.

The first is the divine power of the ocean. She has become more and more handy in controlling this part of divine power. In addition to controlling the surging tides, she can now further control things related to the ocean, such as storms and showers, which gradually surrender to Farosa. She gradually became familiar with the road, and after she held the 7 witch ceremony, she would basically be able to inherit the god's ability to control the sea water.

Once the oceanic power runs rampant, it will create relevant traces on the surface of Farosa's body. The skin turns into flexible spinous skin, webbed fingers, severe pain on the face, and fish gills begin to grow. These characteristics make Farosa feel terrified. , so they will persist in the depths of the soul.

Then came the power jewel that Yan Duo gave to Farosa. She took this jewel out of her bosom and devoured the power inside. The divine power of the sun was gradually injected into Farosa's body. This part of divine power was related to sunlight and could be easily created. light.

She hit the sun at her fingertips, lighting up the secret room, and the light jumped brightly in front of her eyes.

The sun...so warm and scorching hot. Perhaps because the sun itself is a broad and warm existence, Yan Duo appears so healthy and kind. However, it is precisely because of this personality discrepancy that Farosa believes that she cannot use the sun properly and can only use it as an auxiliary means.

The last thing is to deal with the news of the mysterious person.

It is said that the "liar" McKay once reminded Yan Duo before the war, and let Yan Duo make some preparations before Dirnai arrived.

Known for lying and mischief, this mystic is a cat who resembles Farosa in every way.

When Farosa fled from Taixi Continent, she also had contact with Micah, and her spiritual power was able to establish a subtle connection with it. At this time, Farosa restarted this weak connection and soon touched the distant McCain.

"Ding bell." Micah made a fine sound, and its image was like a cloud of smoke, erratic in front of Farosa, indicating that it had successfully established a connection with Farosa.

"What are you trying to do? Liar." Farosa said coldly.

Mysterious people will naturally compete for the throne, which is the premise of everything. Mysteries have basically reached the limit within their respective abilities, and are only one step away from the realm of the gods. They are already too powerful, and after tens of thousands of years of life, they have no other pursuits, and competing for the throne is their final goal.

Therefore, Farosa would not trust other Mystics. In fact, she thinks their best destination is to be eaten by her.

"It's the way it is," said Micah softly. "I'm being hunted."

Unlike the previous use of golden branches to contact the forest lord, there is no related magical props to assist, this kind of communication is very weak, and Mike's voice sounds erratic. Farosa sat up and listened carefully to Mike's voice.

"Who wants to hurt you?" Farosa asked.

"Actually," McGill explained, "I've been working for a newspaper as a reporter since the world entered the corporate age."

"You're so boring," Farosa said.

"It's interesting," Mikhail's apparitions kept flashing. "Other people in the newspaper gradually found that there was a cat that couldn't be driven away in the house, and from time to time they brought back clues of breaking news. At first they liked me, until a recent one People were shocked to find out that I had lived more than 100 years."

"If it's an era when the corporate alliance dominates the world, you've been caught and taken away by the cat masters." Farosa sneered.

"That's it, that's it," McCain agreed, "so I ran away, and I'm on the streets of Constantinier, where I don't have a place to live, and the coffee shops are driving me away. And you know, other Mysterio is recovering, and I feel like my life is in danger."

"Taixi Continent has the most mysteries gathered." Farosa couldn't help but think of this. Old Taixi Continent is basically synonymous with mystery, and human beings have sailed to New Thai Continent before they developed a company system.

"That's right," McGraw said quickly. "Look what Taissi will be like, with spear-wielding militants, blood-thirsty beasts, ice giants, and goddesses of love and beauty. Little Taissi. Packed with Mysteries... Where should I go?"

"What does it have to do with me?"

"It's like this . . . I think I'd venture to ask for your shelter," McGill said. "Look, there's no risk in having a kitten by your side who'll bring back clues. If you want to I can help you as soon as possible, and I can buy a ticket and leave early while Taixizhou is not closed to foreign flights."

"Who knows if you will cause me trouble." Farosa said with contempt, "Don't contact me again."

"Oh, how cruel." Mike said sadly, but his tone was very relaxed, "I remember that the last place you appeared was Islands Island, then I'll go to Islands Island, I heard that people there are more friendly to cats. ."

"Then come to Islands Continent~www.wuxiamtl.com~ But as soon as you appear in my field of vision, I will kill you." Farosa chuckled, "Then, goodbye."

"Goodbye." Michael's phantom disappeared.

Liar Macha, a silver gradient from Taixi. Farosa thought to herself. It definitely doesn't want to be as honest as it says, and it must have a belly of bad water.

Rejecting the matter of Michael, Farosa closed her eyes, officially went into a deep sleep, fully rested, and cleared all the exhaustion and pressure brought by this submarine expedition, and would never bring it to the next event.

On the other hand, Micah stood up in the small hotel room, jumped on the radiator, and looked at Constantinier, who was tense outside.

Passing through the towering city walls and staggered buildings, white shuttles flying at high speeds are diving at low altitudes, and they relentlessly drop a large amount of smokescreen, tear gas and narcotic gas to drive away the crowds on the streets.

Too many unemployed people gather in an attempt to rebel against the order, and the company must punish with a heavy punch, and the rebels below continue to shoot at the killing machines in the air, trying to fight these ruthless steel.

This is the fourth conflict McKay has seen this week, and some level of anger is shaking the city, with new bloodshed every day.

Micah believes that when it is gone, the city will return to peace. After all, these four uprisings were quietly instigated by it.

It wrapped the accumulated belongings in a black cloth, wrapped it around its soft waist, raised the window with its claws, and drilled through the gap below, planning to run along the water pipe to the airport, get into a certain flight, and go straight Go to Ben Lie Island.

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