This terrifying roar was so familiar.
Ma Wen had heard it before in the depths of the Wilderness Palace.
But this time, the power contained in the roar seemed to be clearer and stronger.
The hazy consciousness that belonged to the beast was gradually awakening.
The God of the Wilderness!
Although Ma Wen was in stealth mode, he was still extremely fast. He rushed to the cliff and looked down at the underground city.
The other two quickly caught up with him.
The three of them stood on the cliff and looked at the shocking ritual that was happening in the center of the underground city!
"Oh no, he's already started!"
Minsk's eyes were very sharp, and he saw every detail in the square.
Ma Wen's heart was pounding.
He also saw the magic circle.
In the square where Miss Silvermoon's statue was, a huge magic circle had been drawn at some point in time.
Pieces of rare and unusual gemstones, magical plants that emitted an evil aura, and containers filled with various colored liquids were arranged in a very orderly manner to form a magic circle.
From the top of the cliff, it all formed a very simple pattern.
A hexagram.
The first symbol of the origin of witchcraft.
Ma Wen recognized this magic circle.
It only had the simplest and most straightforward name — Life and Death.
The area above the hexagram seemed to be painted white, spotless and flawless. But upon closer inspection, one could see that it was a piece of wriggling turf.
It was obvious that the color of the grass was very special. Who knew where Lich Bandel had found it?
The area below was pitch-black, also made up of a special piece of wriggling turf.
The tools related to the ritual were placed at the edge.
The tall Double-Headed Bone Dragon guarded the magic circle. Lich Bandel had already transformed into a cloud of black mist and was flying frantically at the edge of the magic circle to complete the final arrangements.
The Jade Banshee was helping him complete the final work.
What shocked the three of them was that they saw a coffin on top of the formation.
The tinder that Bandel had obtained from the Vine of Destiny was now quietly floating above the coffin.
The roar just now had also come from within the coffin.
Under such circumstances, even a fool could guess that the God of the Wilderness's slumbering main body was definitely in that coffin.
Only in this way could the flame that he used as a seed of resurrection calm down.
At the other end of the hexagram was a statue of Miss Silvermoon!
"Wait … What's going on with this guy?"
Ma Wen was a little surprised.
He had overheard some news while he was here. Those clues showed that Lich Bandel was very obsessed with Miss Silvermoon.
But according to the arrangement of the magic formation, Miss Silvermoon's statue was in the [Death] position.
And in front of her was the coffin of the God of the Wilderness, a very standard resurrection position!
This made Ma Wen a little confused.
Could it be that this guy just wanted to resurrect the God of the Wilderness?
Apart from that, there was a lone figure standing in the middle of the formation.
Little girl Jasmine!
The girl that paladin Griffin had sworn to protect.
She looked very uncomfortable at the moment, as if the power of the curse was acting up again.
Ma Wen frowned and asked in a low voice, "Why does this magic formation need Jasmine?"
Hathaway said directly, "The [Life and Death] requires a medium. That girl's body is very special. When there is insufficient energy, the treasure hidden in her body can even recharge the magic formation. And her body is very suitable as a medium to deal with the conflict between life and death. "
"But I see that she is in a very bad state. Whether the ritual continues or not, she is very likely to die soon!"
Ma Wen's heart tightened and he hurriedly looked around.
Jasmine was not the only one who had been brought to the Regis ruins by that madman Bandel. Isabelle had also been taken away!
But very soon, Ma Wen's heart was temporarily at ease.
Isabelle had been controlled by the Lich using a mysterious method and stood outside the magic formation like a real 'spectator'.
She looked very helpless, but fortunately, she was not inside the magic formation and should not be hurt.
Thinking of this, Ma Wen was slightly relieved and once again observed the magic formation.
Other than a large number of utensils, the most important thing the Lich had prepared was a blood-colored stone!
That stone was wrapped in a large piece of amber.
When the Lich took out the piece of amber from the Dimensional Space, the entire space trembled.
Continuous roars came from the coffin, and the ground even began to tremble. Even the slowest person could feel the God of the Wilderness' desire for this stone!
"This is the Death Vessel.
"After the power of the people who died in the Autumn Hunting Ground and the Legendary experts was absorbed, all of it was transformed into this stone through the sacrificial ritual.
"The power in this stone is too terrifying, so it needs the Primordial Amber to seal it. No wonder the Wilderness Palace became so weak after he left. Bandel took away the core of the Wilderness Palace! "
Without waiting for Ma Wen to ask, Minsk had already told him everything he knew.
Everything that the Lich Bandel had done, including the energy obtained through the sacrificial ritual in the Autumn Hunting Ground, was sealed in this Death Vessel.
Once the energy inside was released, it was enough to destroy the world!
Of course, it could also support the resurrection of a god!
In fact, the energy needed for the resurrection of the God of the Wilderness was far more than this amount.
But after obtaining the God of the Wilderness's avatar domain, Ma Wen understood that if Bandel really wanted to resurrect an ancient evil god like the God of the Wilderness, all he needed was a spark. It was like a pile of dry wood doused with butter. All it needed was a spark, and it would burn on its own.
As long as it showed signs of resurrection, the domain in its body would automatically absorb divine power to speed up the process.
Even so, Bandel had done such a crazy thing to obtain enough 'activation energy'. This showed how terrifying the true power of the God of the Wilderness was.
Ma Wen felt a chill in his heart.
He absolutely could not let this guy succeed.
The other two obviously had the same goal in mind.
However, just as Ma Wen was about to coordinate the power of the three and come up with a plan, Hathaway was sent flying!
Ma Wen was dumbfounded!
"Wait! We need a plan! "
Ma Wen gritted his teeth and whispered.
Hathaway's voice came slowly from the air, "There's no 'us'. It's good that you helped me find the Lich. I'm not interested in the God of the Wilderness. My goal is different from yours. I just want to take back what belongs to me. "
"As for stopping the resurrection of the evil god and saving the world, I'm not interested at all."
Whoosh!
Her figure sped up and flew directly above the magic circle!
Ma Wen and Minsk looked at each other. They could only grit their teeth and rush down the cliff towards the magic circle at top speed.
She was right. The purpose of the three was obviously different. Hathaway wanted to regain the last bit of power that the Witches of Anzag had lost. Ma Wen wanted to do it for Jasmine and Isabelle. As for Minsk, he was the only one with a strong sense of justice and wanted to stop the resurrection of the evil god.
Under such circumstances, it was a bit ridiculous to talk about the cooperation of the three.
Fighting on their own was the reality.
…
When Hathaway's figure appeared above the magic circle, the black fog around the edge of the magic circle suddenly stopped.
Bandel's voice came from inside.
"Witch?"
"What do you want?"
His voice was obviously a little surprised!
Hathaway's face was expressionless, "I'm not interested in your plan. Return what belongs to Anzag to me, and I won't interfere in this matter."
Bandel laughed dryly, "I don't remember taking anything from Anzag."
Hathaway simply pointed at it.
Following the direction of the white finger, Bandel saw the coffin at a glance — oh no, it was the two daggers inserted on both sides of the coffin!
Grasp of Cold Light!
…
"I didn't expect it. That damn witch took away my divine artifact just to insert it in the coffin of the God of the Wilderness. What is this used for? Is it a door bolt? "
"And this magic circle, life and death. It looks like the God of the Wilderness is really going to be resurrected. This time, it's my fault. "
The Winter Assassin sighed in Isabelle's ears.
Although the Lich Bandel did not do anything to her, it was obvious that once the God of the Wilderness was resurrected, she would most likely die.
The God of the Wilderness had a fierce reputation in ancient times. It was a very cruel god. How could it let a mortal like Isabelle go?
At this moment, even the always bragging and knowledgeable Winter Assassin did not know what to do.
The Lich's immobilizing spell on her did not seem to belong to the scope of any known spells!
The Winter Assassin and Isabelle tried their best, but they could not break it.
They could not even move, let alone snatch the Grasp of Cold Light.
In desperation, the Cold Assassin could only start to curse the witch who tricked him again.
The moment Hathaway appeared, the Winter Assassin's voice suddenly became excited.
"It's her!"
"It's this liar!"
Isabelle frowned.
"Who is it?"
Ma Wen's voice came from the other side. Because they had established a spiritual link before, he could also hear the complaints of the Whispering Worm.
"Boy, you're finally here!"
The Winter Assassin was overjoyed, and immediately said excitedly, "It's this woman!"
"She's the witch who turned me into a Whispering Worm back then!"
Ma Wen was dumbfounded.
But now was not the time to discuss this. He wanted to save Isabelle and leave first.
Anyway, the Lich seemed to be still arguing with Hathaway. This was a good opportunity.
But after a little inspection, he frowned.
This was not an ordinary immobilizing spell.
"This aura …"
"This is the power of witchcraft spells!"
Ma Wen was a little surprised.
"How does Bandel know witchcraft spells?"
At this moment, the Witch King in the sky said proudly:
"Return those two daggers to me, and your plan may continue."
The Lich sneered:
"Witches are really a group of frogs at the bottom of a well."
"Do you really think that only the people of Anze can control the power of witchcraft spells in this world?"
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