Faced with this question, Hathaway was silent for a long time.
After a while, she replied with a strange tone, "Maybe … I don't want to be your enemy?"
Don't want to be your enemy.
Ma Wen vaguely guessed something.
"In fact, the factions are very obvious now."
"The Supreme God who once created this world has decayed, and he wants to destroy this cage with his own hands. Fortunately, we still have Fernand."
"He will not sit back and watch us be destroyed. Heavenly Awakeners, Apocalyptic Warlocks, Planar Guardians — and you … We all exist to protect Fernand, don't we?"
"As for the other forces, whether it is the heavenly realm or the Abyss, they only have one goal, and that is to destroy the world. All of this is predestined, because Lance is the mastermind behind everything. He planned all of this a long time ago, and the Cataclysm is just his appetizer. "
"I don't understand his plan, but I know, he must not have left."
Hathaway said calmly, "For the average person, it may be hard to accept. But I am the Queen of Witches, I know it is true. "
Ma Wen raised an eyebrow.
The indifference in her eyes gradually turned into coldness. "My mission is to protect Fernand, to protect her from the evil. I think at least on this point, our goal is the same, right? "
Ma Wen was silent, and did not nod.
There was a hint of disappointment in Hathaway's eyes. "You don't believe me."
Ma Wen finally spoke. "It's not that I don't trust you. There are many things that I have yet to figure out. I don't want to jump to conclusions so quickly. "
Hathaway sneered and turned to leave.
"Although I don't want you to be my enemy, if one day, I find out that you are on Lance's side, I will kill you."
"By the way, don't look at me like that. I don't like it."
"Let me tell you one last secret. After the Third Age, there will only be one Queen of Witches."
With that, her figure disappeared into the vast sea.
Perhaps she was looking for the entrance to the Darkspirit World.
Ma Wen's heart was a little heavy.
After the Third Era, there was only one Witch King.
The meaning of this sentence was obvious. Hathaway had always been the Queen of Witches of Anzetz, but after the upheaval of the Third Era, she had been reincarnated in a situation similar to the God of Truth.
But this time, the curse on her body was finally broken, and the real Queen of Witches was awakened.
She was Hathaway, but not just Hathaway.
Thinking of this, Ma Wen couldn't help but shake his head in self-mockery.
How could such a short friendship and contact between the two of them compare to the vast memories of the Queen of Witches, which were thousands of years long?
To be able to give him so much extra information, perhaps it was because of his unusual identity.
"Anzedi, God of Truth …"
Ma Wen murmured, "If Lance really wanted to destroy the world, why did he choose me?"
…
In any case, the unexpected encounter with Hathaway had made Ma Wen's heart heavier, but he still had to do what he had to do.
After dealing with the Demonic Phoenix, the shadow in Ma Wen's heart finally dissipated.
Vigny was still in a coma, but at least she was safe.
He used the paper folding skill that had recently improved by leaps and bounds to hide Vigny. Then he activated the Endless Path and returned to the Tower of Babel.
But this time, when he arrived at the boundary of the Land of Order, he saw blue lights dancing wildly in the sky!
More than thirty blue stones were flying around in the sky!
All the powerful figures were chasing after these tickets to the Tower of Babel.
The chaotic battle had spread to every corner of the Tower of Babel.
Every moment, there were unlucky Divine Servants or other powerful figures killed by the concentrated fire.
The only thing that comforted Ma Wen was that, despite the temptation of the Fate Slate, Fernand and the others did not fall into disarray.
Under the leadership of the Copper Dragon and the Master Swordsman, they had snatched a lot of blue stones.
Even though it wasn't enough for everyone, Fernand and the others didn't plan to send everyone into the Tower of Babel!
Basically, every organization could send a representative.
Most of them would choose to stay outside.
For example, the leaders of the Metal Dragons had all come, but only the Professor of the Copper Dragon had entered the Tower of Babel on their behalf.
The Tower of Babel was a place full of opportunities, but the tactic of overwhelming numbers was useless here.
Only God knew what kind of fierce battles were going to take place inside.
It was best to leave some people outside to provide support.
Before the chaotic battle began, Fernand and the others had made a plan.
When Ma Wen arrived, he helped them snatch a few blue stones and gave them to Master Koen to distribute.
"The gate of the Tower of Babel is about to open."
"No matter what, the Fate Slate can't fall into the hands of others," the Professor said seriously.
"I sensed many powerful figures. They didn't show up in the previous battles, so we can't be careless."
Ma Wen nodded.
Suddenly, he sensed a murderous intent from the corner of his eye.
However, the murderous intent was fleeting. By the time Ma Wen realized it, the figure had disappeared from his sight.
Ma Wen frowned. "Where's Eve? And the Divine Prince Chen Guang? "
"Gone." jESSICA's tone was unfriendly.
She didn't like Eve in the first place. During the battle with the Mystic Phoenix, Eve's servant almost let the Mystic Phoenix go, which made her even more unhappy with the descendant of the Valkyrie.
"I think there's something wrong with her."
Marvin could not help but laugh. He thought jESSICA was worrying too much. Eve might be stubborn, but she wasn't a bad person.
How could the Valkyrie, who had supported the three towns in the North during the Great Cataclysm, be evil?
However, Ma Wen couldn't figure out what Eve was thinking, so he didn't bother. In his eyes, she wouldn't be much of a variable.
He helped the crowd fight for a while, making sure that everyone who wanted to enter the Tower of Babel had a ticket. Then, he stopped.
At this time, there weren't many blue stones flying in the sky anymore.
Only a bunch of red-eyed powerhouses were left fighting for the last ticket to enter the arena.
At Ma Wen's signal, the crowd stopped fighting and quietly moved to the edge of the battlefield.
They had obtained enough blue stones, so there was no need to fight with their lives on the line.
They waited outside the battlefield for a few minutes. The last blue stone triggered a chaotic fight between a dozen people. In the end, a powerful chosen from the Celestial Kingdom won.
However, in order to obtain this stone, he also paid an incomparably heavy price.
One of his arms was blown off.
Even though the powerful Divine Source was trying its best to help him recover, it wasn't easy to recover from the damage caused by the laws of the same level.
It would take at least half a day for him to fully recover.
However, he didn't regret it. On the contrary, his face was filled with pride.
The blue stone represented a chance to obtain the Fate Tablet. This chance was extremely rare.
However, his smile didn't last long.
A scarlet blood light streaked across the sky and pierced through his chest at a speed that others couldn't reach.
Seeing this scene, everyone sucked in a breath of cold air.
They discovered that the chosen's corpse plummeted to the ground. In that instant, his divine source was directly shattered!
And the blue stone in his hand disappeared without a trace.
Ma Wen narrowed his eyes.
He wasn't unfamiliar with that blood light.
… …
After a while, the chaotic fight finally came to an end.
Most of the forces had obtained what they wanted, and those who didn't were not strong enough to participate in this chaotic battle.
After paying with a few lives, a portion of the people silently left.
The remaining people were the elites of the Legend rank, the elites of the Celestial Kingdom, and the powerful figures of Hell and other places.
They sized each other up, all of them showing vigilance.
Because they knew that this group of people was their real enemy.
Finally, their eyes fell on the side of Fernand's camp.
Obviously, the powerful strength displayed by the Legends from Fernand's camp caused them to panic.
Vaguely, they had the intention to join forces.
Of course, Ma Wen couldn't be bothered to care about what they thought.
Vigny revealed some information to him about the inside of the Tower of Babel, but Ma Wen wasn't very clear about the specifics.
Now Vigny was still unconscious, but Ma Wen still decided to bring him in. So in the origami space where Vigny was sleeping, Ma Wen placed an extra blue stone.
Otherwise, there was no way to pass the recognition of the Tower of Babel. After all, the loophole of the God of Sorcerers wasn't that easy to take advantage of.
A moment after the chaotic fight ended, the Tower of Babel finally opened.
Under everyone's eager gazes, an azure light curtain slowly swept up.
It spread out from the bottom of the Tower of Babel, forming a ring-shaped curtain.
This was the gate of the Tower of Babel.
Ma Wen and the others looked at each other, nodded, and strode toward the curtain.
The people around the Tower of Babel also walked over from all directions.
Soon, Ma Wen passed through the azure curtain.
At the same time, he could feel the blue stone in his hand disappear.
A powerful force pushed his body, and he couldn't resist.
After a while, the space around him distorted, and a strange and dazzling space appeared in front of him.
It was a transparent room!
No, it was a strange space made up of countless transparent rooms.
The room that Ma Wen was in was just one of them.
One figure after another appeared in the room, some near and some far away.
Everyone was astonished and amazed.
They could feel a powerful restraining force locking down their laws and domains.
This meant that, at least in this space, they couldn't use their own power.
At this moment, with a swoosh, a dark brown stone tablet appeared in everyone's room!
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