Hearing Bandel mention the witchcraft curse, Hathaway, who was already a little impatient, suddenly looked even worse.
Her voice instantly became extremely cold.
"Where do you think the witchcraft curse power in your body comes from?
"Back then, she borrowed this power from us, and the deadline to return it is today."
"I'll give you one last chance!
"Hand over the [Flower of the Night]!"
At that moment, Hathaway's image of a young girl completely faded away.
It was replaced by a kind of domineering monarch.
Her eyes were only cold and domineering. It was really rare for a young girl to have this kind of temperament.
Ma Wen's heart became more and more complicated.
According to the Winter Assassin, the one who turned him into a whisperer was Hathaway herself.
But that was many years ago.
Was it just because the two of them looked similar? Or could it be that the appearance and name of the Queen of Witches had been passed down in a way that was not known to others?
Ma Wen did not know the answer.
Right now, he was more concerned about Hathaway's safety.
But from her tone, she should not be afraid of the Lich, who was gradually regaining her power.
"It should be difficult for Bandel to hurt her … But the thing in the coffin …"
Ma Wen's eyes involuntarily looked at the tip of the hexagram.
The flame was still jumping, and a strong wave of life emitted from the coffin. It was a kind of aura that made people's hearts palpitate.
And the Grips of Cold Light were inserted on both sides of the coffin.
Marvin furrowed his brow.
"No …"
Minsk appeared beside him like a ghost and said softly, "She can't pull out the Grips of Cold Light."
"There is a strange sealing power on it. It is this pair of Grips of Cold Light that is suppressing the body of the God of the Wilderness!"
Ma Wen was a little surprised.
The Grips of Cold Light was very powerful, but in his understanding, it was at most a Divine Artifact.
The power of a Divine Artifact was often linked to its master. Miss Silvermoon was a descendant of the ancient gods. Although she had Fania's unique favor and Lance's help to become a god, she wasn't particularly powerful.
The Chilling Grip was a godly weapon for assassins. It might be good at killing people, but it was lacking in other aspects.
But Minsk said that Chilling Grip was the key to sealing the God of Wilderness?
Although Ma Wen's perception could approach the magic circle, he couldn't specifically sense the Grasp of Cold Light.
With [Earth Sense], he could only obtain a lot of messy information.
The formation of the [Life and Death] ritual had already caused a slight distortion in the nearby space, making it difficult to grasp.
However, as the son of the Ancient God of Nature, Minsk definitely had something special about him.
He shouldn't be spouting nonsense.
At the same time, the Winter Assassin, who had once been stuck with Cold Light's Grasp for a long time, also expressed that this pair of daggers was now somewhat different.
At the very least, compared to when it was in his hands, there were many more complex and obscure powers on it.
And from another angle, Ma Wen could also clearly see that the coffin had been constantly shaking.
If it weren't for the two Grips of Cold Light that happened to be stuck in place, the coffin lid seemed to be lifted at any time!
"This Lich is really strange … If he wants to resurrect the God of Wilderness, why doesn't he release him from the coffin?"
The current situation became more and more confusing. Ma Wen decided to hide Isabel first. Neither he nor Minsk could solve the Lich's Immobilizing Spell. This Immobilizing Spell seemed to involve the witchcraft system, and it was difficult to solve with existing means.
This decision was immediately protested by the Winter Assassin.
Isabel herself obviously didn't want to be stuffed into a pile of white paper.
However, their opinions were directly ignored by Ma Wen.
At this critical moment, he didn't dare to take risks.
After such a long time of training, his origami skills had improved by leaps and bounds.
Previously, he could fold some Substitute Paper Dolls, but he could only control up to three at the same time. After obtaining a large amount of experience points, Ma Wen directly converted Slaughter EXP into skill points through the Elemental Extraction System. Although the conversion efficiency was very low, Ma Wen had too much experience points on hand. Now, his origami had reached the Master level!
With the Master level of origami, he could fold white paper into a special space to carry people.
Previously, he could only hide dead things, but now he could carry living people. It had to be said that the origami that Owl taught him was a strange skill.
Of course, in addition to origami, Ma Wen also had a big move like [Eternal Night Seal] that could carry living people. But compared to the white paper space, the dark and boundless Eternal Night Space was definitely not what Isabel and the Winter Assassin wanted to go to. And compared to the former, the latter was a bit of a waste.
Ma Wen moved very quickly. After Isabel stared at him, he instantly hid her in his white paper space.
This move immediately made Minsk look at him in a different light.
"What kind of strange skill is this? It can actually hide living people? "
Minsk was a little surprised. As a descendant of the ancient gods, he was naturally experienced and knowledgeable. In his impression, most of the spells that could hide living people were divine, or they could simply hide people in their own celestial kingdom.
It was really incredible that mortals could also have such a strange skill.
Ma Wen just smiled and did not say much.
Minsk understood. Everyone had their own secrets. The two of them did not know each other for long, so there was no need for Ma Wen to answer his question.
…
Both of them looked at the center of the magic circle.
At this moment, there was already a battle in the sky!
As expected, Hathaway and the Lich Bandel did not come to an agreement. For some reason, Bandel was unwilling to return Coldlight Grasp to Hathaway.
The Queen of Ashes was not a good-tempered character. It was normal for her to start a fight if there was a disagreement.
The double-headed bone dragon kept spitting out thick gray fog. With the help of the Jade Banshee, the fog protected the entire Life and Death Circle to prevent the battle between the two in the sky from destroying the ritual.
Ma Wen looked closely. Both of their fighting styles were very strange.
The Lich was one of the more extreme types of spellcasters. They were good at using negative energy spells, and most of them had extremely high talent in spellcasting.
According to Ma Wen's memories, the template of an ordinary Lich had many specializations in spells, especially combat spells. They were very familiar with them.
But this time, Bandel did not use any spells.
Both of them were actually using witchcraft spells to fight.
The low voice of Anzedi reverberated in the mysterious and silent underground city. Hathaway took the initiative to attack.
Witchcraft Curse: Locusts!
In an instant, thousands of ethereal locusts surged out of the astral world and pounced on Bandel, who had melted into the black fog!
In the black fog, two green sparks flashed. That was Bandel's soul fire!
The ethereal locusts were the first creatures discovered by humans in the astral world. It was said that they had signed some kind of contract with the Witches of Anzad.
This witchcraft spell was almost equivalent to a summoning spell.
But there was a limit to summoning spells — witchcraft spells were not limited by the laws of the plane!
From this perspective, witchcraft spells seemed to be a power that surpassed the laws of the plane!
The Lich in his black fog form did not have a physical body, only pure evil power. It was difficult for normal spells to hurt him.
But these ethereal locusts could.
They began to devour the black fog itself.
Even though the black fog contained evil power and creatures like the ethereal locusts would die immediately after devouring it, there were still endless ethereal locusts flying out from in front of Hathaway.
In just a few blinks of an eye, one-third of the black fog around Bandel had disappeared!
The Lich would not sit back and do nothing.
He immediately resisted.
He also burst out with very standard Anzad language!
The next second, a strange energy wave was transmitted from the black fog.
Witchcraft Curse: Stop!
All the ethereal locusts stopped.
They seemed to be very confused, as if they did not know whose orders they should listen to.
Both of them had the power of the contract!
Hathaway's expression became even uglier.
"She actually gave this to you as well!"
Her tone became more and more enraged!
"If we had known, we would not have lent out the Night Flower!"
The Lich said coldly, "Witch, since you have seen my witchcraft curse, you should know that you cannot defeat me."
Hathaway waved her hand and all the ethereal locusts disappeared into the air.
"The iron law of Anzad is that those with the highest witchcraft curse cannot harm each other. I wonder if I am wrong. "
Bandel smiled proudly. "You can't harm me."
"So … if you know what's good for you, hurry up and leave. When my teacher revives, he will not be as easy to talk to as I am. "
Hathaway's expression was ashen. She seemed to want to say something but did not speak.
Marvin and Minsk, on the other hand, wore solemn expressions.
"Those with the highest witchcraft curse cannot harm each other?"
Marvin engraved these words in his heart.
What was the highest witchcraft curse? His witchcraft curse should only be a low-level one, right? He did not know if he could harm Bandel.
But no matter what, the current situation looked terrible.
If the God of the Wilderness really resurrected, the entire world would fall into even greater turmoil — at least the Blood Wasteland would completely collapse.
Who knew if the people from the Heavenly Realm would interfere.
If the three main gods worked together, it would not be a problem to suppress the God of the Wilderness. But they were now at the critical juncture of attacking the Universal Magic Pool. It would be a difficult decision for anyone.
He could not pin his hopes on them.
Ma Wen took a deep breath.
Since he could not kill Bandel, he would destroy his spell formation!
The Ritual of Life and Death had set up a barrier that isolated everything. It was difficult for Ma Wen to pass through! He tried the Shadow Plane, but the space here was restricted. He could not even find the entrance to the Shadow Plane!
"Damn it! The spell formation will really activate at this rate. "
Ma Wen sneaked around the spell formation and kept looking for a breakthrough point.
Just then, Jasmine, who had been troubled by the curse, suddenly opened her eyes.
She looked in the direction of Ma Wen.
"Brother, did Uncle Griffin ask you to save me?"
Her voice was clear and ethereal as if it could penetrate everything.
Ma Wen was slightly surprised.
She could see him?
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