"This is the place where you said the witches are?"
It was a clear, mesmerizing voice. Just listening to her presence alone would make one submit.
"Yes, Master. Your disciple has already thoroughly investigated, absolutely no omissions!"
The man named Lu Yinghua deeply bowed, not daring to directly look at the incredibly beautiful young girl.
She was the grandmaster of martial artists, the leader of the mages, and even among the God Slayers, she was undoubtedly the strongest.
A snow-white Hanfu draped over her body, her exquisite physique subtly visible. Even if it wasn't voluptuous, it was just right. Or rather, it should be called perfectly fitting. This woman exuded a perfectly fitting aesthetic, her reserved beauty invisibly influencing everyone.
Luo Yinglian, courtesy name Yuan, a God Slayer secluded in Mount Lu, finally left her secluded abode at this moment and stepped into this foreign land.
At this moment, the mountains and forests seemed lush, but a faintly visible dark blue glow occasionally appeared, reminding everyone that danger lurked here. That was a barrier woven by curses, with intricate cursed runes as its framework, rare treasures as its support, and a rare witch as its medium, finally filled with dense curse power.
The curse power from the spiritual veins provided the energy. If one didn't have the strength to shake this mountain, they couldn't possibly break this barrier. This was also the greatest reliance of the Wanligu family, belonging to their "mountain gate." Even an ordinary God Slayer would have to slightly re-evaluate this barrier.
However, for Luo Yuan, this thing was utterly meaningless.
"Really, didn't you tell them to offer up Wanligu Hikari?" She said this, a hint of questioning in her voice.
Hearing such words, a trace of cold sweat appeared on Lu Yinghua's face.
"No, Master, these fellows are uncooperative. They actually drove our mages out." He said this, then knelt on the ground without hesitation. "We will soon be able to cut off the spiritual veins here. Please wait a moment." However, what responded to his humble words was a light chuckle of disdain.
"In short, you just didn't handle things well, did you?" That was a voice with a hint of displeasure, causing Lu Yinghua's face to instantly turn crimson. Because, accompanying it, was that slender and pale delicate hand. And, unparalleled power.
Without the slightest hesitation, the martial artist named Lu Yinghua, strong enough to tear steel apart with his bare hands, was fiercely sent flying, directly and solidly slamming into a nearby building, then buried by the shattered tiles.
"Truly, such a small matter requires me to make a move. It's truly annoying." She said this casually, then once again raised her arm, aiming at that dark blue barrier. Then, she swung it lightly. A golden figure appeared behind her, but it did not solidify into a physical form.
That was the 'Vajra God', one of the Twelve Heavenly Generals, and the authority he represented, in addition to the summoned Vajra God, was unparalleled power. He could even shatter mountains.
Then, facing that barrier, Luo Yuan swung her pure white, slender hand without a hint of effort. Next, came a roar, an unparalleled roar. It was the roar of the mountain. If there were any high-level mages present, they could clearly feel the helpless wailing of the spiritual veins.
In the next instant, as the spiritual veins were destroyed and the curse power gradually dissipated, the dark blue barrier instantly shattered.
And that catastrophe, which could already be called an earthquake, also echoed far and wide. Whether it was nearby cities or the wilderness of the countryside, all were violently shaken.
The sturdy buildings collapsed. Helpless civilians wailed. But that lofty God Slayer showed not a single pause or hesitation, walking directly towards the vermilion shrine on the mountain.
Invisible curse power permeated her body. That was pure curse power, several times more terrifying than spiritual veins. The extending might caused these innocent ancient trees to all be broken. Then, it was the authority called 'Dragon Roar Tiger Roar Great Law'.
"God Slayer Luo Yuan is here! Hand over Wanligu Hikari!" These words, carrying an invisible force, fiercely pressed towards the house. Like a typhoon, the shrine, reinforced with curse power, instantly turned into ruins.
However, there was not the slightest reaction, and the scent of burning reached Luo Yuan, making her eyes narrow slightly in anger. She lightly waved her hand. Figures, some jet-black, some snow-white, soared towards the mountain.
They were martial artists, her subordinates from the Five Prisons Sacred Cult, the most elite martial artists. In less than a moment, a black shadow leaped before her, kneeling heavily.
"Pope, all the people of Wanligu Shrine are dead, only charred corpses remain." Then, this haggard martial artist gave a slight cough, then lightly glanced at Luo Yuan's beautiful face. After confirming there was not a single hint of anger, he continued speaking hesitantly.
"...However, Wanligu Hikari is nowhere to be seen. The other witch, Wanligu Yuli, is also not here. They must have been taken away beforehand. As for the others, even the clan head and servants, all of them are accounted for, only corpses remain." He said this, but what greeted him was a fierce gust of wind.
After blowing away this disrespectful subordinate who secretly glanced at her, Luo Yuan's eyes flashed with a deep killing intent.
"How interesting. You dare to play tricks on me like this? You have some nerve, Gilgamesh." With just a faint thought, she knew who was behind it. After all, only that guy could pull off something like this. If it were the 'Official History Compilation Committee,' then Wanligu Hikari's corpse should also be among them.
Thinking this, she subtly shifted her steps, walking down the mountain without hesitation. There, the man named Lu Yinghua was respectfully waiting for orders. Of course, at this moment, his body was covered in wounds and dust.
"Let's go to that so-called Western Heaven Palace." She said this, then without waiting for Lu Yinghua's response, walked directly into the distance. Even so, Lu Yinghua still respectfully replied, "Yes, Master, your disciple will follow your orders."
At this moment, on a private jet above India. Gilgamesh was leisurely savoring the fine wine in his glass. That was a specialty of Iraq, and also fine wine carefully selected by those sorcerers, completely preserving the ancient aroma.
Savoring such fine wine, Gilgamesh couldn't help but slightly nod. At this moment, a spiritual body appeared in the cabin, revealing its form.
"Your Majesty, the Wanligu family has been completely cleared."
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