Witch: Accumulate Experience Through The Knight Breathing Technique

Chapter 1945: 0429 One Punch! (Long chapter asking for monthly tickets and subscriptions)_5

In the depths of space, far from Nora, there exists a white world.

It is a middle-level plane known as the Wind Country.

The storms that encircle this world never cease, and the crystal wall at the world’s edge is filled with cracks, as if being stretched and devoured by an invisible force.

The Wind Country is the homeland of the Wind Spirit Clan.

It is a race born with the natural ability to control the flow of air.

On this day.

The Capital, Kulkan.

All the Wind Spirits kneel before the corpse of a giant beast, miles in length, mourning in a desolate atmosphere that pervades the air.

These Wind Spirits have bodies as soft as marshmallows and can change shape at will.

They do not have feet but swirls of air like fish tails that allow them to float in the void.

Their leader is a level six expert and also the High Priest of the clan, responsible for issuing divine decrees.

“The Dragon God of Wind has shed its mortal coil and stepped into His Divine Kingdom in the astral world. All Wind Spirits, bid farewell to the Wind God.”

“Praise the Dragon God!”

“Praise the Dragon God!”

“May the Dragon God protect us in the astral world!”

Songs echo back, a dirge of civilization.

Above in the high skies, black crows circle.

Among them, a blue crow that stands out—it is Ayak.

With sharp and spirited eyes, it gazes at the corpse of the giant beast below.

To be precise, this is a creature with a flat body that vaguely resembles the Dragon Clan.

Its body soft like clouds, changing freely with the shapes of the wind, it is the Wind-shaped Dragon, a rare sub-dragon with wind-element affinity.

Around it, an endless aura of Death Energy and dusk signifies a natural death, its strength having reached the Seventh Level, the peak of Wind-shaped Dragons. Alas, even the long-lived Dragon Clan cannot withstand the natural cycle of life and death.

On its forehead, there is a shiny crystal, imbued with the potent power of storms. Ayak finds it rather appealing.

If taken, it would make a fine decoration for one’s nest, wouldn’t it? Likely to attract female crows, right?

And those soft, gauze-like scales on its body, could they be woven into the most beautiful window sheer in the world?

Ayak made up its mind—it would take this dragon away.

Suddenly.

A pirate ship descends from the sky, aboard are bald wizards–who else could they be but Cave Wizards?

“Hahaha, so many alien races, catch ’em all and sell them on the black market, we’re going to make a fortune… wait, there’s even a Level 7 sub-dragon corpse, jackpot!”

“Yeah, it’s been tough, finally a good haul. Ever since the Water General’s death, life has been harder. Nightmare Black Dragon, the boss, is so unpredictable, he’s impossible to serve!”

On the pirate ship, there are two Sixth-Circle Cave Wizards and a group of Intermediate Wizards, all fully armed, radiating murderous intent, clearly having emerged from the battlefields stained with blood.

“Follow me to the fight, lads!”

“Let’s show those barbarians how fearsome wizards can be!”

The Cave Wizards charged down.

The Wind Spirits, just emerging from their grieving state, showed not a hint of will to fight in their eyes.

An ancient parable states: The fall of the Dragon God is also the end of Wind Country.

Resistance is meaningless; they have no future left.

Just as the Cave Wizards began their assault, a sudden change occurred.

Their pirate ship got smashed by suddenly appearing icebergs from nowhere, the lights flashed brightly, and their low-quality protective array quickly shattered.

Boom!

A giant Ice Giant Sword hundreds of meters in length slashed down!

The pirate ship was cut in half.

At the hilt of the great sword stood a beautiful blue crow, poised and calm, majestic yet stable.

“Caw caw caw!”

The Cave Wizards were dumbfounded.

Caught up in arson, murder, and looting, they had completely overlooked the presence of a crow.

“Damn it, what the hell is this?!”

“Crap, we can’t go back!”

“Brothers, let’s kill the crow first!”

About a quarter of an hour later.

“Run! This crow is too strong! Old One-Ear is dead! Old Three Legs has fled!”

“A wise man does not eat the loss before his eyes! Retreat!”

“Don’t kill me! Mercy, Brother Crow!”

High above in the sky.

The blue crow battles numerous enemies single-handedly, not at a disadvantage.

After slaying a Sixth Ring Senior Cave Wizard, another of the Sixth Ring sold out his comrades and fled.

A group of Cave Wizards scattered like birds and beasts.

“Caw caw caw.”

Ayak’s Ice Feather wings shot out, one after another, the pirates met their end.

In the end, save for that fleeing Sixth-Circle Wizard, all others lay dead on the spot.

Even if they weren’t dead, they wouldn’t be able to set sail again, for their ship was gone.

Ayak’s combat prowess doesn’t pale in comparison to the likes of Snow King, a combat-oriented special spiritual creature.

With the support of Levi’s Sixth Ring Perfect Cultivation, these Cave Wizards were truly not worth mentioning.

That’s why it could roam the Land of Darkness so safely and untroubled.

With its intelligence and ability, unless faced with a Seventh Level existence, no one could keep it down.

The Wind Spirits looked at the handsome and heroic blue crow with shock in their eyes.

This was the strongest being they had ever seen, aside from the Wind God.

The Wind Spirit Clan Leader greeted in their Wind Spirit language.

“Thank you, Crow God!”

Everyone else also expressed their gratitude.

“Could it be that the Crow God is an incarnation of the Dragon God come forth in a new life?”

“Indeed, otherwise how could there be such coincidences in this world?”

“No wonder the ancient prophecy also stated, when the Dragon God falls and the world meets its end, a Heavenly Destiny Divine Bird will come to our salvation!”

“Was it mentioned in the prophecy? I never heard of that.”

“Don’t bother with the details, just praise the Crow God and be done with it!”

The Wind Spirits chattered amongst themselves. Ayak naturally couldn’t understand them, but it instinctively felt they must be singing its praises.