The Witch of the Cyberpunk Era Chapter 8

"Power..." The witch looked at her hand.

"are not you cold?"

"What? I'm not cold at all..." The witch suddenly realized what Xu Yang meant, she covered the key points on her body, jumped back, quickly scanned the shuttle cabin, and grabbed a piece from the wall The mercenary jacket, too late to wear, just grabbed it with his hands and covered it, trying to keep his face calm.

"What the **** is going on here!" she said, and after a while she was very angry, because there was also a submachine gun on the wall. "They used this thing to hurt me."

Worrying about her fiddling with firearms, Xu Yang struggled to get up.

"I see your strength." He looked up at the witch, "Save me."

"I can't help you." The witch held the jacket to her chest, not bothering to cover other places, and behaved awkwardly.

"I saw that you were injured and recovered quickly. You said you wanted to save me, but the deal is not over yet." Xu Yang looked at her lower abdomen. She was interrupted by a series of bullets in the middle. Now it's clean and fresh.

"This is one of my inherent abilities, commonly known as the 'law of recovery', to return things to their previous state."

"Really... You can restore me to an hour ago, and then I'll be alive and well."

"The problem is, I don't know why, I can't use any of my own power now." The witch looked down at her hands, "as if they disappeared."

Her power is not the real healing ability, but the ability to restore the state of things.

And, probably because Mateo used the "anti-witch weapon" to shoot at her, her witch power was temporarily invalidated.

Thinking of this, Xu Yang felt very depressed.

The anti-witch technology is very rare, and it is only possessed by giant corporations like Black Fire Innovation that value military technology.

Miscalculation. The witch has no power left, how can she help me?

A sense of fatigue hit, Xu Yang felt that he was weaker than before he passed out, and his vitality was draining from his body bit by bit.

He took out the cash card in his pocket and put it in front of his eyes. The number in the upper right corner was clear and ridiculous, more than 100 million, a huge sum of money.

It would be great to spend it if you were alive, and if you could survive, it would be great to put the money on the ground and use it!

Buried in an unknown underground...

Suddenly, Xu Yang heard a strange silent chant.

Raising his head, he saw that the witch was singing in a low voice, the content of which was incomprehensible.

The text fragments she sings seem to awaken the forces in the air that resonate with them, and gradually form a subtle "spell".

Xu Yang saw that he was enveloped by a soft shimmer.

It was as if he had been put on a warm robe. He felt warm and comfortable all over his body. Some small wounds on his skin healed quickly, his sluggish spirit regained his strength, and his heartbeat was a hundred times stronger than before.

"…Is it better?" said the witch, "I hope you feel better! Of course I don't know how you feel now! Ah, even if you don't feel well, you can't complain! After all, not everyone can Treated by me!"

The witch was wearing that luxurious burial clothes before. She looked quite mature, and her strength was extremely deadly. Now her hair is disheveled and naked, unable to use the power of a witch, she is nervous, giving Xu Yang a completely different feeling.

It's strange, Xu Yang felt a little dazed. Is it the witch in front of her who suddenly went berserk just now, completely releasing her power and killing several mercenaries in an instant?

"Answer me quickly!" The witch grabbed Xu Yang's shoulder and shook it, "I started to get distracted!"

Maybe it was an illusion. Xu Yang heard the sound of metal parts colliding in his body, and he was so worried that something would fall off.

"Hey—" Xu Yang quickly replied, "It's much better."

She breathed a sigh of relief: "That's right!"

Xu Yang couldn't help but think of another question.

"You said before that your power was banned, but your power is clearly usable." Xu Yang looked at his healing wound, and the new skin was as tender as a baby's, "Isn't this the witch's power?"

"There is a difference." She said, "This is not the power of a witch, but a miracle bestowed by God."

Miracle... never heard of it.

Xu Yang silently recalled the information about the witch.

The so-called "witch" is a species different from humans.

They are superior to humans in terms of ability, physiological characteristics, and longevity, but they are born by humans. Ordinary men and women may combine to give birth to witches. The probability is completely random, and their mechanisms are very different, beyond the scope that can be explained by science and technology.

Since witches only have females, they can't reproduce by themselves. The amazing thing is that witches and human males can't get pregnant, and witches can't reproduce on their own. They are almost a species derived from humans.

Every witch has a variety of powerful powers, and every witch has at least one.

Some can force the growth and evolution of organic matter, completely changing the face of biotechnology; some can easily manipulate molecular movement and help companies develop cutting-edge technology; and some witches, born with physical fitness comparable to humanoid warships, are trained as " Battle Witch", that is, a battle witch who specializes in military operations. And the most powerful of them, known as "reality manipulators," can easily alter reality.

"I've never heard of 'miracle'." Xu Yang said, "The times have changed."

"Wait a while." The witch was walking around in the shuttle to find clothes to wear, Xu Yang looked at her back, she looked back at Xu Yang while putting on her clothes, "What do you mean when you say the times have changed? I'm sleeping. How long has it been?"

"Before, someone called you an ancient thing, an ancient witch, at least a thousand years." Xu Yang said, "I heard this, which means that you may be an old witch, and it is not corrupted with the years."

He was cured by the witch miraculously, and he felt that his physical strength was much better than before, and his mood was also better.

In the blink of an eye, she rushed over and raised her fists to beat him, but she was unable to strike for a long time.

"If my magic power is still there, I will kill you."

"Unfortunately not."

"Does this face look old?" She touched her face, "How dare you say such rude words."

"My fault." Xu Yang said, "You...you're beautiful."

"No one has ever commented on my appearance," the witch was curious. "What about my body? You've seen enough."

"It's also very good." Xu Yang said, "...I'm at a loss for words. I can only say that this is definitely the best, but don't show it to others."

She jumped onto the seat, hugged Xu Yang, and observed him carefully.

"You...what are you doing." Xu Yang said.

"I'm going crazy," the witch said quickly, "I kill people very quickly, and I save people very quickly. I'm good at both, but my magic power has been lost. What should I do?"

"Live well."

"Live, for what? I don't even know where this place is, I just remember that I drifted to the east for a long time, and the people in the council came and taught me a lesson, and it's now after I fainted. Look. It's not a bad person, I want to follow you, do you like me?"

Before Xu Yang could react, she left Xu Yang again and walked around in the shuttle, stroking and pointing, as if she was seeing the world for the first time.

"Your spirit seems to be unstable..."

"Don't say such things, I'm normal."

"True or false?"

"Not normal is my normal. How many years have you said just now?"

"At least a thousand years." Xu Yang said, "or longer. Anyway, to us, you existed a long time ago."

"A thousand years..." The witch pondered sideways, "Interesting."

"What's interesting?"

"Such a time, long enough to change the color of everything, my enemies are old, weathered with time, or exhausted in their quest for immortality. All the people I know are dead, sleeping in the ground without ever seeing the sky. Day. Everything that I once knew has been buried by the years, cities and trees have lost their luster, and the legends of my contemporaries, those princes, warlocks, dragons and wizards, have all disappeared and become 'history' in your memory. These things... I felt a... uncontrollable excitement." She approached Xu Yang and reached out to stroke Xu Yang's hair.

"I don't see anything to get excited about."

"Because no one knows me, I can start anew, get rid of the burden of the past, I'm just a pure witch who sees the sun again." She hugged Xu Yang in her arms, "Let's meet again, your name is what?"

"Xu Yang."

"My name is Farosa de Aquilia."

Farosa is sometimes full of smiles, her tone is gentle, and sometimes her eyes are cold, making Xu Yang shudder.

She walked around in the shuttle, knocking and beating everywhere, until she was stopped by the AI ​​in the shuttle with an electronic voice command.

"Please sit firmly, fasten your seat belts, and the shuttle will leave at any time," AI said.

"Aha, there is more than one ghost hiding in a metal shell in this place," Farosa looked for the source of the voice, "How much resentment keeps you guys still in this world? I'll help you solve it, no matter who you want to kill, I'll do it. Can do it."

"These sounds are not ghosts, but AI, artificial intelligence." Xu Yang said, "We are leaving soon, and there are chasing soldiers behind."

"Chasing soldiers? Then we have to prepare weapons. UU reading www.uukanshu.com" Farosa took the submachine gun on the previous wall and played with it, "These are killing weapons, such delicate metal, beat me well. pain."

"Stop it," Xu Yang was really afraid that she would destroy the shuttle with one shot, "A lot has happened in the past 1,000 years, I'm afraid you are not familiar with these things."

"What kind of history happened? Tell me." Farosa was extremely curious, "Where's the Witch Council? What happened to them?"

"It's time for us to go," Xu Yang said. "We can't delay for a second."

"Speak quickly." Farosa urged.

"...The Witch Council has perished."

"Impossible." Farosa sneered, "They must be hiding somewhere and continue to manipulate the world, but you don't know much about the real face of the world! This is their common trick, after their five imaginary disasters One of the means of continuation. And the new powerful witches are very ambitious, and even if one council falls, they will start a new one."

"There will be no more powerful witches," Xu Yang said. "Each witch is monitored by the company alliance at the time of birth, and is bought by the companies in the jurisdiction through bidding and trained by the company. Their power is strictly monitored. Filled with chips, the magic power is limited to a certain range."

"What a serious arrogance! I think the insignificant mortals after a thousand years are still virtuous, building city-states with mud, abusing animals, killing each other, and suppressing our new-born kind, and occasionally defeating a witch and sing praises for virtue, write a lot of books, etc. I find my strength and welcome the return of the gods, and I want to reshape the witch's empire and bring mortals back to their rightful places."

Looking at Farosa's arrogant expression, after thinking for a while, Xu Yang still told the story of the defeat of the witches soaked in blood and tears.

Chapter end