When the light wave passed through her body, Pasha felt a strange pulling force. The remaining magic power in her body was restless, as if it wanted to follow the light wave.
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The illusion of being forcibly separated only lasted for a few seconds. Soon, everything returned to normal. Along with the magic power, the whole hall also quieted down.
Through the short tentacles on her back, she could see that in the area where the light wave swept through, the hybrid demonic beasts were frozen and then fell to the ground without a sound.
This was the most efficient way of killing. Whether it was mud, rocks, or brick walls, nothing could stop the advance of "Divine Wrath". Even without monitoring the ground, she could imagine the scene on the upper level of the labyrinth. The densely packed demonic hybrids would die like insects, and the magic that kept them alive would dissipate. Without the support of magic, their mutated bodies would instantly lose the ability to move.
Of course, some ordinary demonic beasts with less mutation and almost no magic power could survive, but these mindless beasts could no longer threaten the safety of the relic.
This time, Celine finally made it.
Pasha pulled out the tentacles, panting, and looked at Alethea. "Go and see the situation on the surface." Then she moved to Elena's side. "What's the situation?"
Elena was covered with blue and black blood. Half of her arm was gone, and her hair was soaked in sweat, as if she had just been fished out of a river. "Fortunately, all of them are here."
Pasha let out a sigh of relief.
Looking around, she saw that the witches who could still move were still holding up their shields, while the exhausted witches were lying on the ground, trying to regain their strength as soon as possible.
Even though they had just gone through a great battle, their expressions did not reveal the slightest trace of exhaustion or despair. Instead, they grinned and waved at her in a relaxed manner. Obviously, everyone thought the same as her. They treated every battle as the last one in their lives, and they would not regret it even if they had to sacrifice everything for the Taquila.
This made Pasha feel a little sore in her eyes, and a warm current slowly flowed in her heart like a hot spring.
Every witch was equally important. Over the past four hundred years, the number of witches had never increased. They had already accumulated a deep affection for each other, so it was good news that none of them were missing.
"But this body has to be changed." Elena sighed. "It took me a long time to choose this body. I don't know if there is a more handsome and strong one in the new body."
Pasha didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Don't talk about such a boring topic at this time! She stretched out her tentacle and knocked on their heads. Is there anyone else who needs to be replaced?
"About five or six," Elena said, counting with her fingers. "Betty's stomach was cut open on the way. Izzo was sprayed by the magma to cover Alethea. Only his head can be seen. The rest of them are like me, missing arms and legs. They've been taken away to preserve their souls."
So you're planning to pick a suitable body before moving?
"Of course. I don't even feel it anymore. At least I should change it to something more comfortable." Elena curled her lips and put the bloodstained giant sword on her back. She staggered and fell to the ground after taking two steps. "Tsk, this damned body."
Scourge didn't feel pain or fatigue, but the physical exhaustion was real. Even if he was still full of spirit, the exhausted body would become extremely weak, as if it was out of control.
Let me take you there. Pasha rolled Elena up with her tentacle and walked to the side room of the hall. All the God's Punishment Warriors who came from Hermes without a master were collected there for the survivors. I remembered that some of the new batch looked pretty good.
"Oh? You also care about this? "Elena looked at her with interest.
Pasha coughed involuntarily. Don't forget, I'm also a witch like you.
When she finished dealing with the wounded, Alethea and Celine brought good news and bad news. The former was that most of the demonic beasts in the maze had been killed and the flying beasts circling outside had fled. There should not be another large-scale attack in a short time. The latter was that two parts of the Instrument of Divine Retribution had been damaged, probably because of the hasty formation of the new core. In short, they would not be protected by the instrument for the next week.
The bad news made Pasha a little worried. Even this degree of activation could damage the core. If it were the Chosen One, could it only be used once?
The more complex the key was, the wider the range of the Instrument of Divine Retribution would be. The instrument she activated could only cover the whole maze, which was a distance of several hundred meters. It was far from enough to fight against the demons. When the magic power was full, she and the instrument would have been destroyed by the spear throwing. Only the Chosen One could spread the light wave more than ten miles away, so that the Instrument of Divine Retribution could become the most powerful weapon against the enemy.
Due to the lack of high-quality demon-loving materials, they could only pick and choose in the ruins. They were all fragile bone products, so it was normal that they could not meet the requirements of the core. After all, it was almost a god's creation. If the Quest Society was still here, they could use gold, silver, and gems freely. At least they didn't need to be tested and repaired every time.
Anyway, don't test again this winter. I don't want to live such a thrilling life every day. Alethea complained.
There is no chance to test again, huh? She suddenly paused. Wait a minute.
What's wrong? Pasha asked.
Look at the phantom instrument. Celine used the main tentacle attached to the roof to float to a smaller magic core. The luster of the core changed. The Five-Colored Stone was broken!
What? Both of them were shocked, and a bad premonition arose in their hearts at the same time.
Phyllis would only break the Magic Stone in her hand when she had to contact the maze. It had only been more than a month, so it was unlikely that she had found the Chosen One. Either she was in trouble and had to ask the maze for help, or... the ring had been destroyed by someone else. No matter what the situation was, it was not good news.
Can you confirm her location? Alethea asked in a low voice.
Celine inserted her tentacle into the core. Southwest of us, away... it should be in the Kingdom of Graycastle, near the entrance of the Fertile Plains.
The Western Region of Graycastle. It seemed that she had arrived at the destination of this trip. Pasha could not help but think, So what was the problem that forced Phyllis to break the Magic Stone? Did she accidentally expose her identity? Or did the witches of the new age see her as an enemy? Or... no, it could not be so smooth. Pasha shook her head and threw the distracting thoughts out of her mind. She was most likely in trouble.
What are you going to do? Alethea looked at her.
She thought for a moment and replied. According to the plan, the phantom instrument would be activated one day later.
This was the shortest preparation time for the instrument.
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