Northland, Tower of Destiny.
Today was the day when the Witches of Destiny gathered together for their ritual.
From noon to midnight, the top floor of the tower was shining brightly, illuminating the entire Dragonbone Waste. The Astrology Hall was filled with light and shadows, turning into a sea of light.
Lucia was sitting on the Astrology Platform, feeling bored. She was poking at the mirage floating around her like soap bubbles. Inside each soap bubble, there was a strange scene in a certain part of the plane world flashing silently.
Those who could be captured and projected by the Tower of Destiny would not be nameless. Almost all the people who appeared in the scene were terrifying existences that could shake the world with a stomp of their feet.
Naturally, one of them was the legendary Wizard Grimm, who stood above everyone else in the central region.
"What's wrong with this guy? He can even fall asleep while reading … "
Lucia grabbed a Fate Projection wrapped in a transparent light film in her hand and slowly adjusted the angle and direction to peep at the "lazy" sleeping wizard.
"No … no … he doesn't look like he's sleeping, but more like …"
Lucia muttered to herself. Suddenly, she heard a deep and beautiful female voice.
"Dreamkill … It's a Dreamkill! Looks like Ivana can't wait anymore … "
Lucia turned her head to look at Alice, who was standing beside her. She was wearing a beautiful starry robe, and her face and exposed skin were overflowing with a sparkling brilliance. Lucia couldn't help but ask in surprise, "Teacher, your lover has been hit by the enemy's Dream Killer. Aren't you afraid?"
A sweet smile appeared on Alice's jade-like face. She said calmly, "If Grim could be killed so easily, he would have died a long time ago. I'm afraid Ivana, who is always patient and never makes a move unless she's confident, is going to suffer a great loss this time! "
"Why … why are you so confident in Grim?" Lucia asked in surprise.
"You've learned many ways to use the power of fate. Can't you see Grim's fate? Do you think he's going to die today? "Alice asked with a smile.
"Uh …" Lucia was speechless.
After all, she still considered herself an Arcana Master. Although she had obtained the Rank 1 Destiny Profession, she was still used to using the meticulousness and knowledge of an Arcanist to investigate her surroundings most of the time.
It was hard, therefore, for Alice, who was so ready to place all her hopes on the providence and trust of her life.
Perhaps this was the main reason why Alice could become the lamplighter of fate, while she could only play a few simple spells of fate!
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Silver Alliance, Sky City.
In front of a small mushroom hut in the Dark Swamp, an ugly witch with a hunched back and messy hair raised her head with great difficulty, silently looking at the starry night sky.
Behind her, a dim orange candlelight shone from the low hut, casting a faint yellow halo around her body.
In the dark night sky, the twelve main stars were moving side by side, following their own trajectories and paths to illuminate different star regions. Each star region was also dotted with stars, sometimes bright and sometimes dim, giving people a strange feeling of unpredictability.
The night sky was especially strange tonight. The stars were changing more violently and abruptly.
Some of the stars would suddenly become abnormally bright, even having the tendency to overshadow the twelve main stars; some would suddenly become dim, and their figures could no longer be found. If it were not for the faint starlight, people would have thought that it had died silently.
Leona was looking at a star region in the southeast corner of the night sky.
Under her gaze, an auxiliary star in that star domain suddenly became abnormally bright, almost illuminating half of the starry sky. While it was bright, it also seemed to be burning. A layer of dark red halo lingered around it, almost completely igniting it.
Seeing this, Leona could not help but open her mouth wide, revealing a mouth full of yellow and broken teeth, and laughed coldly.
"Ivana, Ivana … I've waited for you for five hundred years. I can't believe you've finally walked out of the Land of Fog! If you hid in the Land of Fog, I might not have been able to do anything to you. Now that you've come out, and even dared to fight with an opponent of the same level … Kekeke, don't tell me you think I've forgotten what happened five hundred years ago? Today, I'll return the humiliation and hatred you've brought me … "
With that, Leona hurriedly rushed back to the mushroom hut. After a series of clanking noises, she rummaged through a broken wooden chest covered in dust and found a strange wooden sculpture.
The sculpture was only the size of a palm, and the wood was old and yellow, with many cracks on it.
From its appearance, the sculpture seemed to be that of a beautiful and graceful woman, with exquisite eyebrows and smooth lines. It was somewhat similar to the terrifying witch that appeared in Grim's dream.
Without hesitation, Leona threw the sculpture into the huge and ugly crucible in the corner of the hut. The crucible spun once before sinking into the pot of green soup.
The moment the sculpture came into contact with the poisonous soup that had been simmered for hundreds of years, a shrill and angry scream came from the void in the distance.
"What a beautiful scream … What a nostalgic voice … Ivana, I'll return the hatred you've inflicted on me tenfold, a hundredfold … Kekeke …"
Leona let out a mournful and cold laugh like an owl as she continuously condensed dark green runes that were filled with mournful wails and terrifying ghostly howls, and threw them into the crucible one by one.
The flames below the crucible burned even more fiercely, and the flames that licked the body of the crucible had a ghastly green luster.
The shrill scream in the void grew louder and louder!
"Despair! Scream! Suffer! Ivana, this is your retribution … "
As if the Despair Spell was not enough, Leona brought a small stool over and picked up the largest bottle from the pile hanging on the roof beam. Then, she opened the cork and poured the dirty liquid inside along with the huge eyeball into the crucible.
As soon as the eyeball entered the pot, it instantly turned into an abnormally huge eyeball monster, tightly entangling the sculpture.
The woman on the sculpture seemed to come to life as she raised her head and screamed in extreme pain, then sank into the bottom of the pot with the eyeball monster.
The crucible immediately began to tremble violently, and the viscous green soup inside began to boil, as if there were two abnormally powerful monsters frantically fighting inside.
"How is it, Ivana? This is the Feast of Despair that I've been brewing for you for hundreds of years, and that Eye of Despair … You must be enjoying it! Then, I'll give you something even more ruthless … "
After saying that, Loana no longer hesitated. She grabbed and tossed bottles and jars into her hands one after another. Then, she threw the specially refined Eye of Despair into the crucible one by one.
These Eye of Despair may not have any other effects, but they were the most terrifying beasts of pollution. They could inject a spiritual element called 'despair' into the target's body through physical attacks.
Moreover, this kind of attack could not be immune to magic resistance!
However, just as Leona was crazily dancing around the crucible, an extremely angry and terrifying female voice suddenly rang out in the mushroom hut.
"Leona, you're courting death!"
The next moment, the sharp female voice suddenly turned into a terrifying scream, instantly setting off a terrible sound wave storm in the hut.
Ah …
The high-frequency vibration of the sound wave had extreme destructive power, instantly destroying everything that was not protected by the spell formation.
The mushroom hut fell apart in the terrifying sound wave.
Everything, including the bacteria, wooden pillars, iron hooks, square tables, books, bottles, and countless unknown things, were shattered in the sound wave, then disintegrated into tiny particles that were difficult to see with the naked eye and were swept away.
Even the almost crazy Leona felt like she was struck by lightning in the terrifying scream, and purplish-black snakes of blood flowed out of her eyes, ears, mouth, and nose. The skin all over his body cracked inch by inch, revealing the withered muscles, bones, and flesh underneath.
Five hundred years ago, Leona might have been a powerful Witch of Despair. But now, due to the serious injuries on her body, her strength had fallen to the High Level 2, and she no longer had the power she once had.
As a Level 2 Witch, she cursed a Level 4 False Witch who was in her prime, and a terrifying False Witch leader at that. Almost dying on the spot after suffering a long-distance counterattack was already considered a light punishment.
If Ivana had not been using the Dream Killing Technique to fight with Grimm, this counterattack would have been enough to take Loana's life!
A moment later, Leona struggled to get up from the ground.
The mushroom hut that she had lived in for three hundred years was gone, and the huge ugly crucible and herself no longer existed in this muddy space.
Leona did not show the slightest expression of pain or regret after suffering such a heavy blow. Instead, an even uglier and more ferocious expression appeared on her ghost-like face.
"I don't have long to live anyway, and today is a good day to fight you. Evanna, I'll be waiting for you in hell! "
Having said that, Leona leaped into the crucible, and her whole body was like melted ink, quickly dyeing the green soup black.
A huge and terrifying Despair Spirit Element flowed into the wooden sculpture that was covered with strange magic patterns, and then along a strange spiritual channel, a wave of pollution towards the spiritual node in the distance.
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