The Sinful Blood Witch in Another World

“You...how could it be possible...?”

“It’s actually magic!!!”

"She's a witch!"

The three rangers lying on the ground were already dying, their bodies covered in blood and horrific wounds. As for the fourth one, he had become a cold corpse lying on the ground.

As the magic of the Shadowless Divine Sharpness was classified as black magic, its damage effect was extremely terrifying. Not a single part of the three people's bodies was intact. It was as if they had crawled out of a meat grinder.

As expected of a magic invented by Snape, he is so sinister!

Shihui revealed her figure and walked out slowly with a sarcastic smile on her face. She squatted in front of the rival ranger, and under the other's extremely frightened gaze, she took out a throwing knife and stabbed it into the other's thigh, stirring it continuously!

"Uhhhhhh!"

"Shhhhh! As a man, how can you wail over such a small amount of pain?!"

Shi Hui smiled distortedly, his hands moving non-stop, forcing the knife to the kneecap before pulling it out. He rubbed the knife on the man's clothes and then spoke:

"Who sent you to kill me?"

"Pooh!"

The ranger who was questioned spat a mouthful of blood foam on the beautiful face with a miserable smile on his face: "You... kill me, I won't tell anyone, and I promise that you can't leave here alive, you damn witch!!!"

Shihui was furious, but she still wiped the blood foam off her face with a smile, and said in a playful tone: "Death? You think too highly of yourself. Sometimes death is also a kind of mercy..."

After saying that, she slowly stood up, walked to the female corpse leisurely, grabbed a torture instrument from the body and tore it off.

"Cha!!"

A large amount of flesh and blood was pulled off by the criminals. This scene frightened the other two people. They no longer cared about the pain and tried desperately to distance themselves from each other, with blood and tears falling on their faces.

Their tendons in their hands and feet have been cut, and suicide is now a luxury.

Is this a damn princess?

This is clearly a witch!

No, witches are kinder than her!

Shihui looked at the torture chamber in his hand curiously. The torture chamber was covered with densely packed barbs, which were twisted and crisscrossed and had sharp tips. It was easy to insert the barbs, but if he pulled them out...

Thinking of this, she sneered, then came to the ranger who spit out her blood foam, and without even giving him a chance to speak, stabbed him in the abdomen.

"Ughhhhhh!!!"

The intense pain kept stimulating the ranger's brain. He madly smashed the back of his head against the pillar behind him. His whole body twisted and struggled in pain, and his face looked hideous with veins bulging from the pain.

“Chachacha!!!”

Shihui turned a deaf ear and slowly turned the torture instrument in his hand. It felt like a cat's paw reaching into a ball of wool, and with a slight turn, it was entangled by countless silk threads.

The man was in so much pain that he almost suffocated. He kept twisting his body and screaming, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!! Kill me! Kill me!"

"You idiot, if you have the guts, kill me!!!"

"Humph!"

Shihui snorted coldly. Half a day later, the man's body was full of various tortures. Even so, he was not dead yet. His other eye was also pierced with a torture, and he could only look at her with an almost pleading and desperate look.

It was as if he was praying that the lime would have mercy and kill him.

But Shihui's face remained calm, and she looked like she was appreciating art. She no longer paid attention to the man, but looked at the other two rangers who were leaning against each other.

"Huh!!!"

The moment their eyes met lime's, the two men moved backwards frantically. Their desire to survive outweighed the pain, and they didn't stop until they hit the wooden wall.

They both watched the perverted torture from beginning to end, which completely broke the defenses in their hearts. They felt that this crazy woman was even more evil than the cult members!

"He gave up the chance I gave him. Now it's your turn to speak. Who of you...will speak first?"

As she spoke, she glanced at the two of them, her face still calm and without any emotion.

The man on the left broke down and burst into tears, and spoke quickly, fearing that if he was a little late he would be tortured to death by the other party.

"We say, we say, it's that old bastard from the Witcher Guild, Czechlov, it's him! It's all him!"

"He paid a huge price to have us kill you. He said that if we killed you, we would all be able to advance one level!"

Shihui sat cross-legged on the ground and listened. She already understood what was going on, but it was impossible that it was just Czechlov, there must be accomplices.

As for the other accomplice, she had already figured out who it was. She could only sigh in her heart that snakes and rats are of the same nest. Now she just needed to get it out of them.

"Go on, there should be more than one person, otherwise you wouldn't be so bold as to kill the princess."

The two witchers looked at each other, really not understanding what the other meant, and could only speak tremblingly: "This is all we know. The old Czech bastard said that you were expelled from the royal family, so no one will retaliate against us if we kill you..."

"If I have to say it, even the city lord has tacitly agreed to this matter... We really don't know the rest!"

Evicted?!

Shihui was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect that her dream of becoming a princess would end before it even began. This made her feel a little unhappy, but this was also useful information. Otherwise, when she returned to the imperial city to recognize her relatives, she would probably be eaten to pieces by her royal brothers.

It seems that no matter which royal family it is, it is not easy to treat them well. No wonder the owner of this body has to become a witcher. It turns out that he was forced to do so.

Since she is the ninth princess, she has eight brothers and sisters, so it is quite difficult to find out who wants to kill her.

It seems like there are a lot of people who want to kill me!

"How strong is Czechlov?"

The two rangers pondered for a moment before speaking, "Jekelov is an adamantite-level demon hunter. Killing him is very difficult, and he has a sickle-blood beast parasitic on him, making him even more difficult to kill!"

"Now he is already a Level 3 Early Stage Blood Warrior. If we can't kill you, he will definitely come and kill you himself!"

Blood Warrior? A new word. It sounds so much like a vampire...

Shihui smiled bitterly and shook her head. It seemed that she was already in danger. She slowly stood up and walked out of the wooden house.

The two people in the wooden house breathed a sigh of relief. They didn't expect the other party to let them go. But before they could sigh, a raging fire rushed into the wooden house and instantly engulfed the three of them.

Listening to the shrill screams from inside the house, Shihui had a blank expression on his face and just walked quickly across the wooden bridge, as if he was just casually burning a few insects to death.

Soon she found Oleina at the original position. She was still unconscious, with saliva even dripping from the corners of her mouth. Shihui looked at the unconscious other party and fell into deep thought. She slowly pulled out the gun and pointed it at the other party's temple.

Her index finger lightly touched the trigger, her eyes filled with mixed emotions.

“Oh... maybe I’m too kind.”

Shime sighed, put away his gun, held the other person in his arms, and activated [Apparate].