I am a witch, I must suppress all enemies

His strength is probably at the level of divine enlightenment. At this time, the magician's magic has both powerful attack power and precise control.

As soon as the thought came to mind, the earth began to shake, and countless stones rose from the ground and quickly condensed into sharp stone spears.

Under his command, these stone spears pierced through the zombies' heads with astonishing speed and force.

If it were an ordinary skeleton monster, such an attack would be fatal, but the zombie unexpectedly did not fall down.

However, the zombie continued to scratch and bite madly as if nothing had happened.

The zombies' resilience exceeded Crea's expectations.

Claire even saw that some heads had fallen off, but their movements were not affected.

"The brain isn't a weak point. What about using fire?"

The magician also realized it and hurriedly used fire magic. As the magician chanted the spell, the fire elements began to gather and formed a sea of ​​blazing fire.

Fueled by the wind, the flames spread rapidly, instantly igniting the entire zombie horde. Flames shot up into the sky, illuminating the entire battlefield. The zombies were engulfed in flames, letting out shrill howls.

However, even in such fierce flames, the zombies did not stop attacking.

They seemed to be insensitive to the pain of the flames and continued to rush forward. The flames burned on their bodies, but could not stop their actions.

Seeing that all his magic had no effect, the magician looked behind him helplessly.

Behind them was a group of villagers holding hoes, sickles and other farm tools. Despite their simple equipment, they were still fighting desperately against the invasion of monsters.

The children's eyes were full of expectation and fear. They looked at the magician, hoping that he could drive away these monsters like the legendary hero.

The magician struggled for a long time, then decisively stood up and tried to escape.

At this time, a scream was heard in the sky, and a zombie was seen floating high in the air.

This zombie is completely different from ordinary zombies. Its body is surrounded by powerful magic power, and the magic circle in its hand is unfolded, ready to release the magic cannon!

The ending was no surprise.

A dazzling ray of light shot out from the magic zombie's hand and hit the magician with destructive force.

The magician didn't even have time to let out a scream before he was completely swallowed up by the powerful force.

His burnt body was instantly blown away and fell heavily to the ground in the distance, no longer showing any sign of life.

he died.

However, after a few minutes, the body that should have been lifeless actually began to move slowly.

The magician's body twisted in a weird and contorted way, and his limbs began to twitch.

Then, its body gradually stood up, its eyes empty and lifeless, its charred face without a trace of life, as it slowly walked towards the villagers.

Claire couldn't sit still anymore and her face turned ugly.

Not only are magicians in the divine enlightenment realm helpless against ordinary zombies, but zombies that can cast magic have also appeared.

Claire immediately went down the mountain and met up with the people from Witch Paradise.

......

Alice often felt that one day she would live a different life.

This wasn't just wishful thinking on her part, but an intuition.

Life in the village was peaceful, and even to the young girl, this peacefulness became a kind of terror.

The daily routine never changes: getting up early in the morning, taking out grain from the bag to make feed and feeding it to the chickens and ducks; then cooking for the family.

After eating, I have to feed the leftovers to the guard dog.

This is not the busy farming season yet, as it is even more tiring during the busy farming season.

Life goes on day after day, and finally year after year.

Alice couldn't help but sigh that childhood was better.

Time passed slowly back then. There would be new discoveries in the wild every day, and we would often be happy all day just for a bug.

Or maybe it was the fairy tales told by the village priest.

Knight and princess, devil and hero, justice and evil.

Children always think of themselves as heroes and princesses.

In the past, everyone was his own hero, but now he is insignificant.

When did it change?

Will I start helping my parents with housework and farm work, or will I see the big city outside and then feel despair that I may never leave this village?

"If you go out, how will you support yourself? I tell you, even servants in the city don't want a clumsy girl from the country!"

Her father's words broke Alice's heart like a nail.

She suddenly felt that she was useless and would never be the heroine.

Fortunately, she still has her childhood sweetheart, Kaval, who aspires to become a knight.

Although Kaval often talked in unrealistic dreams, his occasional idealism gave her a glimmer of hope.

What if, one day, he really succeeds?

What if this person really walks out of the village and takes me out?

"I don't know what happened this summer, but a lot of elderly people have passed away recently."

Kaval sat carelessly on Alice's bed. Alice's mother would come in to check on him from time to time to prevent the boy from having any bad thoughts.

"Maybe it's because it's too hot." Alice poured a cup of tea and then saw Kaval secretly touch the pillow with his hand and put it next to his nose.

She said shyly, "You didn't come to my house just to talk about this, did you?"

"Of course not. I remember my aunt used to be a pharmacist. My father was on patrol when he came across a traveling merchant collapsed on the side of the road."

"Then we should find a doctor. My mother can only treat some external injuries, and the so-called pharmacist is only good at using herbal medicine." Alice said.

Kaval was in a dilemma. "The doctor has already gone to the city...why not let Auntie see me?"

Alice raised her eyebrows, "No! Mom's still at work."

"I'll go with you! I know the little bit of knowledge that mom has anyway."

Kaval led Alice to the side room of his house, where a businessman in gorgeous clothes lay on a simple bed, his head feverish and unconscious.

Alice touched the merchant's forehead and felt the unusually high temperature.

The merchant's pulse and breathing were then checked to try to determine the cause of the illness.

Kaval was also busy and started preparing some clean cloths, water and herbs.

He then gently wiped the businessman's forehead with a damp cloth in an attempt to lower his temperature.

"How is it? Is it a cold?"

Alice shook her head. "Not really. He's just too hot... a cold wouldn't be that hot."

"What is this disease?"

Alice couldn't figure it out, but she didn't dwell on it too much.

There are so many difficult and complicated problems in this world that there is no need to be too serious about them.