webnovel

Rise of Rakshasa

An Empire that grows from ashes with fight between brothers and kings with unimaginable power. A man travelled to a parellel universe from earth ,with no strength .How will he survive and establish his empire.

moore420 · Oriental
Pas assez d’évaluations
34 Chs

White witch

A mature woman in red holding a whip, walking slowly towards the outpost of the drake tribe. A few red arcs were shooting at some of the guards and servants who fled in panic, starting a bloody massacre.

The woman's skin was white and radiant. Her face was beautiful and dazzling, but her eyes were red. At this moment, there was only a strong sense of killing intention. Each time she made a gesture, body parts with blood is flowing under whip.

Under the contrast of the beautiful Castle, the walls reflected the color of human blood.

"Please show mercy, white witch. May I know how we have offended you? Please forgive me, white witch." Three servants who dressed as guards saw that there was no way out, they suddenly kneeled down and repeatedly begged white witch.

"If that jerk comes, he comes; if he doesn't, he doesn't. All I can do is wait here" little witch thoughts were just turning towards Bali when she suddenly heard a bang behind her. Turning around, she saw a bag fall from the sky and land few meters away from her.

"What could that be?" She immediately stood up against the ground.

When she finally made it to the bag and pushed knot aside, what she saw made the hair on the back of her neck stand up. Laid side by side within the bag were human heads , some on their side, others facing up with horrified expression before death. Among them were a few , she saw with General diar chasing her few days ago.

Suddenly a shadow flashed across her view. A person was shooting down from the top.It was none other than her master White witch.

"What has truly happened to that punk? Have you completed your mission ?"

I am going to die, little witch thought in fear. She could recognise her master emotions , anytime. Both ladies stood in front of each other. An Old man dressed in black walked up to them. " White witch stop"

Little witch felt immense relief upon hearing these words. Surprise welled inside little witch heart and she blurting out, "Your excellency ?"

The Old man did not reply, instead she returned a faint smile, inquired "Where is the outsider named Bali? Please do tell."

"I do not know his current whereabouts, as I lost his location due to General diar's men?" told little witch.