It was a beautiful woman dressed in a purple starry robe.
Her silky silver hair draped over her shoulders, and her face was unusually gentle and tranquil. However, the pair of azure eyes in her long and narrow almond-shaped eyes gave off an exceptionally enchanting and mysterious feeling.
"Alice, how come it's you? Where … where's Cheff? "
Reina, the Deception Witch, stepped forward and asked in a trembling voice.
Although Alice's appearance had changed dramatically, and she was no longer an eight-year-old girl, for the group of high-grade witches in front of her, that familiar mental fluctuation was the best calling card.
The rest of the Deception Witches showed a sad look on their faces.
They all knew very well in their hearts.
There was only one witch who could walk out of the Tower of Fate alive. As for those who did not, the colorful lights floating in the sky before were the best explanation.
"You … Why are you only … Level 1?" Unlike the Deception Witches who were more concerned about Cheff, the witches of the other factions were actually more concerned about the strength of the new Destiny Witches. Rank 3 and Rank 4 meant that they had to take different measures to deal with it.
But with a glance, all the witches turned pale with fright.
Alice, who walked out of the Tower of Fate … She was actually only Level 1!
"Are you here to congratulate me on becoming a Destiny Witch, or to question me?" Alice's appearance this time was very likely to be her original appearance. Without the pretense of maturity that she had when she was a little girl, facing these Level 2 and Level 3 Senior Witches, not only did she not have the slightest stage fright, but her speech and behavior revealed a trace of the unique arrogance and strength of a superior.
The witches all showed a look of hesitation on their faces.
Such a thing had never happened in the history of the Northern Witches.
Moreover, the witches of the major factions had always helped each other and almost never interfered with the internal affairs of the witches of the other faction. So seriously speaking, whether Alice was Level 1 or Level 4 after advancing to a Destiny Witch was actually an internal matter of the Destiny Witches and had nothing to do with others.
Therefore, in the face of Alice's harsh words, the witches hesitated for a moment before silently bowing to her.
Even if the other party really had something wrong, only the leaders of the factions had the right to question her. In the end, they were just here to run errands and familiarize themselves with him.
The first to stand out was naturally the Dark Witch who had always been on good terms with the Destiny Witches.
A Tier 3 Witch named Kelly stepped forward and nodded slightly in greeting.
"Congratulations, Lady Alice, for becoming the new Destiny Witch of the Northern Witches. On behalf of Leader Circe of the Dark Witches, I offer you 7 apprentice witches, 2 resource points, 3 human manors, and 700 servants and slaves …"
As Kelly the witch chanted aloud, a parchment with a list of gifts slowly flew towards Alice.
Naturally, she accepted it with a smile.
The next to appear was naturally the Death Witches who were on good terms with the Destiny Witches.
A middle-aged female Tier 2 Witch stepped forward and nodded at Alice in greeting.
"Congratulations, Lady Alice. As the representative of the leader of the Witches of Death, Cthuna, I extend my sincere congratulations to you. In addition, the Death Witches have also brought a congratulatory gift: 6 apprentice witches, 3 resource points, 2 human cities, 1 plantation manor, and 600 servants and slaves … "
Alice was satisfied with the list of gifts that the Witches of Death had brought.
With the two major Witch Factions stepping forward to set the tone, although the other Witch Factions were somewhat hesitant, they also stepped forward one after another to express their congratulations and present the gift list. Even the Deceit Witches were no exception.
However, considering the situation of the leading Witch, Rena, they sent another Witch to read the gift list in her place. Rena stood in the crowd with a pale face, her emotions extremely unstable.
Rena was a Tier 2 Witch, while Alice, who had killed her daughter, was only a Tier 1 Witch. At this moment, Alice stood before Rena with her head held high, accepting the congratulations of the many Witches and gifts. And all of this … should have belonged to her daughter, Cheval!
"No … I will never admit your identity …" Rena, who could not bear it any longer, roared angrily, "You murderer who killed my daughter, I …"
Rena's outburst immediately caused the scene to become chaotic.
Although Alice was only a Tier 1 Witch, she still represented the Witch of Destiny. If Rena's attitude represented the will of the entire Deceit Witch Faction, then it also meant that the unity and cooperation that the Northern Witches had created would be broken.
The Northern Witches' factions were likely to fall into a protracted civil war!
A few Deceit Witches hurriedly stopped the emotional Rena, to prevent her from suddenly attacking the newly promoted Witch of Destiny.
Sensing Rena's hostility, Alice took a small step back, and colorful radiance emanated from her body. Amidst the blinding fluorescence, exquisite tarot cards with the Scales of Fate carved on the backs of the cards appeared abruptly, circling around Alice and rotating slowly.
At the same time, the Tower of Destiny behind Alice let out a loud rumble. A powerful witchcraft energy crossed the air and pressed down on all the witches, causing them to shiver.
All the previous judgments were based on historical records and ancient legends. At this moment, everyone truly understood the meaning of the leader of the witches.
Even if Alice only had the strength of a Tier 1 Witch, as long as she was still a Witch of Destiny, then in the area covered by the Tower of Fate, she was fully deserving of the title of Queen.
If anyone wanted to touch her here, they would have to first attack the Tower of Fate.
In particular, a few older witches looked at the tarot cards that were constantly moving around Alice, their faces filled with excitement. Obviously, this reminded them of some of the legends of the previous Witches of Destiny.
Witches of Destiny, Witches of Destiny, were terrifying witches who controlled fate!
Their individual combat power might be a mess, but no one was willing to be enemies with them!
They were a group of strange existences that had jumped out of the world's rules, wandering in the long river of fate, and could rely on their own strength to see or see the development of fate. Divination and predicting good or bad luck were all child's play. Their greatest ability was to change fate!
To change the fate of others!
They didn't need to weave or sketch out a new fate for others, but only needed to gently push the node of your fate, pushing you from the safe, smooth, and predictable path of fate to a fork full of dangers and thorns.
Therefore, people who offended the Witches of Destiny would be very unlucky, very unlucky, very unlucky!
From then on, good luck would no longer be with you.
Because every time before good luck came, you would already be secretly pushed to another fork by them, and you would still be ignorant.
Their strength might be very weak, but they could pry the direction of the long river of fate outside of your perception.
Therefore, when Reina showed malice towards Alice, the power of fate represented by Alice immediately reacted. A kind of fate aura assaulted their faces, causing all the witches present to secretly palpitate.
No wonder no one dared to invade the Tower of Fate even though the inheritance of the Witches of Destiny had been severed for thousands of years. It turned out that there was such a powerful hidden power inside.
All the witches nodded silently, vaguely understanding something.
Alice looked at the agitated Reina, who was full of grief and indignation, and suddenly smiled.
"Do you still want to see Chave?" Alice casually threw out a photographic crystal. "Why don't you take a look at this first!"
Hearing that, Reina's body trembled slightly. She took the crystal and focused on the contents inside.
After a moment, she raised her head in surprise and asked, "This … The contents … Are all … real?"
"You can stay later and verify it yourself." Alice's expression was rather complicated.
Then, Alice turned to the witches and said lightly, "The Tower of Fate has just opened, and everything inside needs to be cleaned up urgently. Therefore, I won't be inviting everyone in for a tour. The gifts that the representatives just sent can be delivered slowly, but the promised apprentice witches must be sent over as soon as possible. I'll have to trouble everyone to do so! "
Hearing Alice's intention to send them off, all the witches looked at each other and turned to leave.
A few of the Deception Witches discussed for a while and left after leaving Reina behind.
Soon, only Alice, Rena, Grim, and a Witch of Death were left in the field.
Alice couldn't help but look at the Witch of Death who stayed behind on her own accord, puzzled.
"My name is Hila, I'm Sophia's aunt. I know that casually asking about the Battle of Fate is offensive to the new Witch of Fate. But … But I still want to know where Sophia is. If she's really dead, then I'll give up … "Seeing Alice's expression, the Tier 2 Death Witch, whose face was hidden under the shadow of her hood, slowly revealed her intentions.
Sophia was indeed related to the Death Witches!
Alice and Grim exchanged glances and nodded silently.
"Since both of you want to know the current situation of your loved ones, follow me! Your Excellency Grim, please come with me! " Alice nodded and smiled at the three of them, then turned around and walked through the gate of the Tower of Fate.
The three of them entered the tower one after another.
Reina was obviously in a hurry, so she took the lead.
The Witch of Death walked in the middle of the group with a strange-looking magic staff in her hand.
Grim was the weakest, so he could only rub his nose and silently walk at the back.
The moment they entered the tower, they felt a strong sense of vicissitudes.
A thick layer of dust covered the ground, stone pillars, bookshelves, and walls. Everywhere they went, they could see collapsed bookshelves and wooden boxes. Large amounts of enchanted vines grew in a disorderly manner, turning the Witchcraft Hall on the first floor into a sinister botanical garden.
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