Erica's heart was filled with anxiety.
The hired carriage moved slowly and arduously through the Dragonbone Waste. She was accompanied by a witch who was in charge of escorting the carriage and six other witches, all of whom were apprentices. Around the dozen or so carriages, there were thirty or forty black-armored guards scattered around.
They were sent by her family to escort them to the Tower of Destiny.
Erica became even more depressed when she thought about leaving her familiar surroundings and her sisters who had accompanied her all day long to enter the Tower of Destiny, which was comparable to a desert.
She was born in the small town of Mostow in the Moline district, which was the territory of the Dark Witches.
Ever since she was detected as a witch when she was young, she was sent to the Tower of Dark Witches by her family to learn about witchcraft. After twelve years of hard work, she finally became an apprentice with the strength of an intermediate apprentice.
With this speed of improvement, it would be difficult for her to advance to become a witch!
This kind of talent was obviously too low among the apprentices. Otherwise, she would not have been chosen to be sent to the Witches of Destiny. She had secretly cried three times because of this matter, and every time, it was Freya who came to comfort her.
Freya was a beautiful and kind girl. Although she was only 15 years old, she was already a senior apprentice. As long as she could improve her mental strength to 20 points, she would be able to become a glorious apprentice witch. When that time came, the family would definitely do their best to train her!
Erica could not understand this at all.
If she was abandoned by the Dark Witches because of her stupidity, how could a witch apprentice like Freya, who had the potential to advance, be added to the "dispatch list"?
Just as Erica's mind was in a mess, there was a commotion outside the carriage.
"Wind Wolf …"
"It's a Wind Wolf!"
A clamor of shouts was heard, accompanied by a long and mournful howl of a wolf.
Damn it, there are monsters attacking again!
Ever since they passed through the territory of the Witches of Death and entered the periphery of the Dragonbone Waste, such attacks never stopped. There were too many terrifying monsters roaming the Dragonbone Waste, and each of them was ferocious and violent. It was impossible for a large target like the carriage to escape their pursuit and attack.
Along the way, monsters such as Carrion Eaters, Earth Trolls, Gravediggers, Gray Pouch Beasts, Iron-Armored Rhinoceroses, Aura-Stealers, and Thorn-Tailed Lions appeared. If it wasn't for the Dark Witch following them, they would have lost even more people.
Every time Erica saw the Dark Witch hovering in the air and tossing black halos into the swarm of magical beasts, forcing them to flee in panic with Shadow Witchcraft, she could not help but want to cry in envy.
After studying in the Dark Witch Tower for so long, she also wanted to become a real Dark Witch. That way, she would be able to possess the enviable Body of Shadow and master a bunch of Shadow Wizard Spells. More importantly, she would be able to leave her Soul Imprint in the Wizard's Pagoda's Spiritual Energy Pool.
In this way, if she was accidentally killed in a battle, she would only need to consume some resources to be resurrected from the Pool of Spiritual Energy. This was also the main reason why most Dark Witches had such a fierce fighting style!
However, not all the Wizards in the family could become Dark Witches. It seemed that they had to go through a Baptism of Darkness. It was said that the Training Wizards would be sent to a secondary dimension called the Dark Kingdom, where they would have to kill a certain number of people to obtain the Baptism of Darkness within the family.
Before this, these were the future plans that Erica had been looking forward to. But now that she had stepped onto the path to the Tower of Destiny, these dreams and ambitions of the past had disappeared, turning into a beautiful bubble!
Just as Erica was silently grieving, the howls of the wolves in the distance became even more shrill.
From the sound of it, it seemed that the carriages were not far away!
"All apprentices, get out of the carriages and prepare to help the guards at the periphery fend off the Wind Wolves! Hurry … move faster … "Seeing that the line of defense at the periphery was about to collapse, the Dark Witch finally spoke.
Following a series of intense fighting sounds, the 32 black-armored guards supported each other and retreated, forming a new formation near the caravan. Behind them, their four companions were being torn apart and surrounded by a pack of Wind Wolves.
Wind Wolves were magical creatures that lived in packs. Individually, they only had the strength of a beginner acolyte. They only had one spell, which was to summon some wind particles to surround their bodies, making their movements more nimble and agile. It was similar to the wind elemental spell, the 'Wind Walking Spell'. However, once there were more than a hundred wolves in the pack, there would be elite Wind Wolves that had mastered the 'Wind Blade Spell'. This was a long-range spell that normal people could not defend against.
The reason why the Black Armored Guards were unable to defend against the Wind Wolves at the periphery was because there were three powerful fellows that could spit out Wind Blades. Every time a group of green transparent Wind Blades shot out, they would shatter the shields and cut open the bodies of the Black Armored Guards.
With the three of them in charge of opening the path, the Black Armored Guards' attempts to block the Wind Wolves with their shields and armour were destined to fail.
The Black Armored Guards retreated to the carriages and formed a simple battle formation, protecting the witches and acolytes behind them. Before the Wind Wolves could reach them, the acolytes started chanting spells. A few plant-type acolytes even threw thorn seeds to the periphery.
Soon, more than 130 Wind Wolves rushed over as if they were flying, raising their necks and letting out long howls of varying lengths.
The first thing they came into contact with was naturally the rapidly growing thorn seeds.
Under the urging of the witches, the demonized thorn seeds pulled out their tender roots and inserted them into the soil beneath them. Then, their bodies started to swell and split. A thick thorny vine split into four to five smaller vines that were densely covered in purple-black thorns and barbs that looked like wolf fangs.
The rapidly demonized Bramble Thorn was like a living creature, brandishing a dozen or so thorny vines. Every time it wrapped around or whipped the Wind Wolf, a mouth filled with tiny teeth would split open at the end of the vines, drilling into the Wind Wolf's body like needles.
Once they successfully pierced into the Wind Wolf's body, the finger-thin vines would rapidly swell up. What followed was a gurgling sound that made one's teeth ache and legs go weak.
Almost in an instant, the seven or eight Wind Wolves that were charging at the front became the magic thorns' prey. They struggled frantically while using their fangs and claws to tear at the vines.
These acolyte level demonized thorns were obviously not made from Iron Thread Vines, so they were slightly weaker. While they attacked the Wind Wolves in a frenzy, the vines that the demonized thorns extended were continuously torn apart. The strong acid solution and undigested flesh and blood splattered everywhere.
Although the demonized thorns resisted with all their might, their numbers and quality were obviously not enough to fight against the Wind Wolves.
Soon, the pack of Wind Wolves broke through this thin line of defense and approached the wall of swords and shields formed by the Black Armoured Guards.
Taking advantage of the short period of time when the wolves were pinned down, the seven acolytes' first round of spells had already exploded in front of the pack of wolves.
Acid Splash!
Acid Marsh!
Witchcraft Fireball!
Sonic Hunt!
… …
Erica, who was standing at the edge of the group, also contributed a shadow killer.
This was a low-level shadow spell that could summon a humanoid killer from the shadows around the enemy, dealing 8 points of shadow damage to the surrounding creatures. As long as its shadow core was not destroyed, it could continue for a maximum of 380 seconds.
This was also the only group spell that Erica had mastered!
On the other hand, Freya had cast a Sound Wave Kill.
She stuffed a large handful of Shrieking Grass into her mouth, then wrapped her hands around her mouth like a trumpet, releasing a terrifying shockwave.
All the Wind Wolves that were within the cone of Freya's front fell to the ground with a mournful howl, losing control of their bodies. The Black Armoured Guards in front of Freya took the opportunity to slash down with their swords, killing the Wind Wolves that had lost their resistance.
The three Wind Dagger Demon Wolves had just approached the group when they were caught by the Dark Witch, who had her eyes closed and was meditating.
She didn't even shout or make any movements. She just stretched out her hand and grabbed at the Demon Wolves through the air. The Demon Wolves in the distance instantly fell into a situation of life and death.
A huge shadow exploded under the Three-headed Demon Wolf's body. It turned into a mass of smoke that was baring its fangs and brandishing its claws. The smoke wrapped around the three wolves and pulled them toward the shadow below. It was as if a passage to the Shadow World had been opened there. No matter how the Three-headed Demon Wolves struggled, they were unable to escape the binding of the dark smoke. Bit by bit, they disappeared into the shadows.
After the Demon Wolves disappeared, the dark smoke also dissipated.
What was revealed was the brown, solid soil and gravel that could be seen everywhere.
As for the Three-headed Demon Wolves, they had long since disappeared!
The disappearance of their leader immediately caused the Wind Wolves to fall into chaos. After losing more than a quarter of the wolves, the Wind Wolves finally chose to retreat!
In this battle, another seven Black Armoured Guards had died, and the rest were all injured.
Fortunately, the Witch acolytes were unharmed. This result made the leading Dark Witch secretly heave a sigh of relief.
Although the seven Witch acolytes in front of them were mostly people with low potential, their families had spent a lot of resources to nurture them. Now, they had been given to the Destiny Witches for nothing. This undoubtedly made many of the Witches in the families feel sincerely dissatisfied!
However, when she thought about how the other party had no choice but to throw resources at this group of 'trash', the leading Dark Witch felt inexplicably gratified!
If she was the leader of the Destiny Witches, she would probably have a headache right now.
If they spent resources on them, they would all be people with low potential. Even if there were one or two with passable strength, most of them were probably 'nails' sent by other Witches.
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