Witch's Embrace

"The Witch's Convent" by DaoistaHADNk

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The ones who rushed in were none other than the thugs from the Dark Intelligence Network, along with their nearly insane commander, Kentez.

His eyes were now blood red, and a faint red halo radiated from his body. The foul power granted by the devil filled his body, while Rigorath's voice echoed in his mind like a spell:

"That's him, the young man with white hair..."

"He is the root of all sins; he has what you lost..."

"Go kill him, sever his left arm, and your task will be complete. You will regain everything you lost..."

"Die—!"

Kentez let out a low growl, the incessant whispering driving him to the brink of madness. Unable to vent his frustration on the demon spawn, he raised his shield and war hammer, his sturdy legs striding forward as he charged toward Hawthorne!

"Master!"

Heidi let out a startled cry, even accidentally revealing her true title. She saw the flash of silver light; however, the speed of the hammer's flight was too fast, and she couldn't stop it in time!

"You bastards…"

Instantly, the witch's eyes widened in anger: "Unforgivable!"

Saying this, dark energy swirled around her body as she prepared to cast a spell to deal with the sudden intrusion of Dark Intelligence Network thugs.

"Don't worry about me!"

Hawthorne quickly rolled to the side, disregarding the dirt on the ground, tumbling several times to barely escape Die's attack range.

Fortunately, Die's attention was not on him at the moment; she was currently preoccupied with casting a spell to stop Yuta from destroying her precious statues.

If she were ruthless enough, willing to sacrifice both of her statues for the chance to capture Hawthorne, who had no protective spells left, she could easily take him down.

But unfortunately, fate often hinges on such fleeting moments.

Hawthorne rolled far away, his hair and face covered in countless filthy dirt, and then got up to shout, "Continue to disrupt Die, and let Yuta destroy the statues first! Andinie, have Cuivis increase the dosage and continue to release the Stinking Cloud Technique!"

He didn't even care what condition Ectar, who had been hit, was in at that moment; none of them had the time to run over to treat her injuries, and they could only hope she could manage for now as they focused on eliminating these enemies.

Hearing his voice still strong, Heidi suppressed her worried emotions, stepping sideways to avoid those suddenly intruding humans, while continuing to summon tentacles to interfere with Die's movements.

Hawthorne raised his head, wanting to see what had struck him, and then saw a silver square hammer flying past, only to swiftly return to the large bearded man at the forefront of the opposing side.

Immediately, he understood what it was.

Storm Hammer.

A masterful creation of the Hill Dwarves, they sealed the powers of lightning and storms within it using their unique dwarven runes. Thus, when it struck a target, it would unleash terrifying currents and repulsive force, sending the person flying while also causing them to fall unconscious!

Moreover, this thing also possesses a certain degree of ownership capability; once released, it would automatically fly back to the master's hand. Therefore, the dwarves could use it as a flying hammer, throwing it out and having it return to strike enemies from a distance.

Just like Kentez had just done.

In the past, the king of the Hill Dwarves used such a magical war hammer to defeat all the giants of the Guntergrim Mountains, establishing a peaceful paradise for the Hill Dwarves.

To this day, the method for crafting such war hammers remains a closely guarded secret of the Hill Dwarves. Similar weapons can only be possessed by Hill Dwarves, and if a human wants to obtain one, they must gain the trust of all the Hill Dwarves.

However, for the long-lived and conservative dwarves, without a friendship lasting more than a hundred years, it is very difficult to earn the trust of even a single dwarf, making it clear how challenging it would be to gain the trust of the entire Dwarven Kingdom.

Alternatively, one could resort to robbery to obtain them—but doing so would undoubtedly provoke the collective hostility of the entire Hill Dwarven Kingdom. The vengeance for such a robbery could last for hundreds of years without ending.

I never expected that this Dark Intelligence Network gang would have such a Storm Hammer in their possession…

What a troublesome thing!

However, it's not impossible to fight…

Hawthorne's gaze flickered as he saw more concentrated yellow-green poison mist surge in, causing most of the thugs to stagger. He knew Cuivis had made her move, so he raised his hand again, shooting two streams of energy from Magic Missile at the wielder of the hammer!

Then he saw the burly man with a bushy beard raise his left hand, which was bound with a shield that clearly shimmered with magical light.

Bang, bang—!

He firmly blocked the two Magic Missiles, only taking a step back to absorb the impact, and suffered no further damage.

Seeing this scene, Hawthorne couldn't help but silently grind his teeth.

The power of a single Magic Missile is still too weak in front of a magical shield!

Damn it, why can't I use Agonizing Blast?!

If I could use Agonizing Blast, I wouldn't have to suffer this humiliation!

I would blow him up on the spot!

But complaining about such things was useless now. Up ahead, the opponent seemed to believe that throwing the hammer from a distance was pointless, so he began to shield his body and jogged toward him, charging ahead.

Hawthorne quickly retreated while launching another Magic Missile, attempting to drive him back, but those two energy beams were once again blocked by the shield. The guy's footsteps paused for just an instant before accelerating toward him again!

Damn it!

How am I supposed to fight this?!

He felt anxious, not realizing that the opponent was actually a sixth-level warrior who had recently gained power from the devil, effectively making him a part-time first-level warlock, with a level three ranks higher than his.

Moreover, his equipment was better than Hawthorne's.

In fact, under normal circumstances, a fully powered fourth-level spellcaster could hold their own against a sixth-level warrior and a first-level warlock.

After all, typically, wealthy spellcasters would be equipped with great gear, while poor scrubs would wield nothing but scrap metal; how could it be the other way around?

But unfortunately, the situation was truly reversed now.

The triple pressure of attributes, levels, and equipment tilted the balance of victory infinitely in Kentez's favor. Without calling for assistance, it was nearly impossible to defeat him!

Hawthorne continued to retreat, but the unfamiliar lumber yard was extremely chaotic, leaving him little room to maneuver. Furthermore, Die was entangled with two witches not far away; if he made even a slight wrong move and drew the attention of that guy, he would definitely be finished!

Damn it, before I was always finding ways to encircle the enemy, yet today I have ended up being counter-encircled by the enemy…

He mocked himself inwardly, feeling for the spellbook in his waist pouch, preparing to stabilize himself and launch a Thunder Wave. But then he saw in the distance a tall figure suddenly leap three or four meters into the air, letting out an angry shout: "Kentez, die!"

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