Anwei let out a scream and immediately woke up from her meditation. The meditation of a witch was very different from that of a wizard. A wizard's law magic required them to use their law threads to restrain the manic magic in order to prepare a day's worth of spells. This was a dangerous job, so they needed sufficient rest and a quiet environment. However, the power of the witches came from the
Projection of magic in Wohnde — the 12 Magic Moons (there were 13, including the Black Moon). The first generation of witches had built a kingdom of witches in this shadow world — the Bunosson. This was a kingdom where pure magic and the spiritual world intertwined. It did not exist in the material world, but every witch had to immerse their spirit in it.
During the day, they were active in the real world. During the night, they would enter the kingdom of witches from their dreams and communicate in whispers in the spiritual world.
However, the shadow world was even more absurd and dangerous than the real world. In the world of dreams, the slightest carelessness would cause one's spirit to be lost in the depths of the darkness. Thus, the witches would carefully guard their own domain and use meditation to calm themselves. This was an important ritual that could not be failed. Once it failed, the consequences would be very severe.
Very serious.
"Kurul." The witch let out an unforgettable cry of anger. "You deserve to die —!"
A few young witches rushed in from outside the tent and looked at the disheveled Anwei in panic. Anwei pointed at them and sternly said, "Quick, kill that cat!" Outside the tent, there was a curved maple frame with a golden cage hanging from it. Inside the cage was a black cat. At this moment, the black cat was restlessly circling the golden cage with its back hunched.
All the hair on its back stood on end. Its green eyes stared at the corner of the tent as it bared its fangs and continuously let out mournful screams.
In Wohnde, people believed that cats were the incarnations of witches. In some places, cats were burned alive, and the black cat, which was regarded as unlucky, was even more difficult to escape. Hatred and cruelty towards cats also appeared in legends from time to time. In a sense, this saying was not wrong. Witches used cats as their incarnations when they encountered something they could not escape from in the shadow world.
When they were in danger, they would use cats to replace themselves.
But at this moment, An Wei seemed as if she'd seen a venomous snake when she saw the black cat.
The young witch then pulled out a shiny knife and stabbed it into the black cat's body. The black cat let out a strange scream and fell into a pool of blood. The young witch then stabbed the cat an inch behind its right front foot. The bottom of the cage was now covered with sticky blood. The other two young witches immediately drew shadows on the ground.
The obscure characters began to perform the Dream Devouring Technique.
Although the witches in the Witch Country of Bunosson could communicate with each other mentally, they would rarely allow others to enter their own domain. The world of shadows was vast and boundless. If not for the invitation of their master, others would rarely dare to walk through the world of traps and enter the dreams of others. But there is one exception, and that is the shadow world.
The natives of the shadow were spirits born in the darkness. The witches of the Moon of Swords were in charge of communication and peaceful domains. An Wei was shocked and angry. Kurul must have communicated with a spirit in the darkness and found her location.
The Dream Devouring Technique could devour dreams. The witches' meditation was carried out in their dreams, and to invade their domain, one would also need to enter the dream world. Therefore, the Dream Devouring Technique was the best defensive spell. The young witches nimbly set up the ritual. Obviously, this was not the first time they had done this. However, before they could chant the first incantation.
The dim space around the tent suddenly lit up. A bright spot of light fell from the sky, like a stone falling into the water. With the landing point as the center, circles of circular patterns rippled out. A dazzling light seeped out from the center of the circular patterns. The light spot immediately spread into a spot of light. The spot of light gradually grew larger, forming a stable light door.
Anwei and the other young witches subconsciously stopped what they were doing. This wasn't a witch's method, but a supernatural power. Among the things that the witches were most familiar with, there was only one thing that possessed such power.
And that was the spirit.
The contract spirit, White Mist, casually opened a passage to reality through the shadow world. This action was so familiar to her, as if it had already formed a fixed memory of her body thousands of years ago. She leaped through the light door, drawing a beautiful arc as she landed on the ground. The moment she entered the material world, she turned back into a white fox.
Raising her head, she used her beautiful ruby eyes to stare at the few people in front of her — An Wei and the few young witches beside her. Behind her were Babasha and the smiling sweets. The smiling little girl hugged her sweets and jumped through the light door, stopping behind White Mist. The Shire followed. The Shire brought three people and rolled out three times.
The young people in red-lined magus robes strolled out of the light door unhurriedly. Last was the Dark Witch of the Moon of Swords, Krull. Krull was a little weak at the moment. Her steps were light, and her complexion was not much better than An Wei's, who had been severely injured by her in the Dream World.
An Wei's eyes widened, but she did not harshly question Krull why she wanted to harm her. She did not even make a sound. This chubby, round-faced witch's gaze was fixed on White Mist, as if she had seen some terrifying creature. This was not the first time she had seen White Mist. White Mist usually hung on her neck like a scarf.
On the neck of the young lord's little fiancée, it was really hard not to notice it. Normally, it would definitely not be like today, emitting the aura of a powerful spirit. This kind of aura was usually only sensed by witches, and witches were also the most sensitive to it. An Wei could clearly feel it from the spirit in front of her.
She sensed some aura that she had not felt for a long time. That kind of aura almost made her think that she was hallucinating.
She felt the aura of her ancestors.
The first generation of witches had merged their souls into the Shadow World and constructed the Bunosson Witch Kingdom. Their souls wandered in the desolate shadows and became the most powerful spirits in the dark world.
However, ever since the Witch Race had been completely defeated in the War of the Holy Saints and even split up, the Bunosson Witch Kingdom had been severely injured. These most powerful spirits no longer appeared in the world, and no witch had ever summoned them again. All the witches thought that they had already dissipated, just like the most precious inheritances of the witches. They had also dissipated in the fragmented spiritual world.
In the middle.
"You … Who exactly are you?" An Wei pointed at White Mist and asked with a trembling voice.
White Mist snorted and turned her head away in disdain. She was too lazy to answer this low-level witch's question. Although An Wei was an inheritor of the Moon of Swords, inheritances were also divided into different grades and grades. Compared to the twelve inheritors that followed the Witch Queen during the heyday of the Witch Kingdom, this chubby woman in front of her was like a toddler learning how to walk.
A little girl.
She suddenly felt a little vexed. Even a minor character like this could see how powerful she was, but that young mistress didn't see her as a dish at all. Moreover, that young mistress was the inheritor chosen by the Witch Queen. This made her gnash her teeth in hatred.
'If it wasn't for … I would have eaten that little girl up!'
White Mist's mind was filled with such a dark and rebellious thought.
White Mist didn't answer An Wei's question, but it didn't mean that everyone else could. The Shire and the three youths behind him took a step forward and smiled amiably. "Madam An Wei, His Lordship has never forced you to do anything. Choosing to join His Lordship is also your own choice. Of course, we welcome it. If you have to choose …
If you want to leave, we won't stop you. That's your freedom. But don't you think it's despicable to play some dirty tricks behind our backs? "
"Put away that hypocritical face of yours." An Wei looked hatefully at Krul and said without the slightest bit of luck, "I have never joined you, let alone any betrayal."
"I know." The Shire nodded. "Because Madam, you are the maid of the Witch Queen, right?"
"It's good that you know," An Wei replied coldly. "Your Lordship isn't the Darkness Dragon at all. Only an ignorant person like Babasha would be bewitched by others to believe in such a ridiculous rumor. My Master has long predicted the arrival of my Queen. There will only ever be one Queen, and she has already come to this world. Yet, you don't bow down to her?
You are a subject and still intend to resist stubbornly. What a joke. "
She turned her head and stared at Krul. "What I don't understand the most is you, Krul. You clearly know that young man isn't the Darkness Dragon, so why are you still so obstinate? You even … even don't hesitate to use such a forbidden technique. What exactly are you doing this for?!"
Krul slowly raised her head and stared coldly at her colleague. Her face was deathly pale as if she was a dead person, but she opened her mouth. "Brando isn't the Darkness Dragon."
This was a definite tone.
An Wei's eyes widened. "You … You know? Since you know … then why did you … "She seemed to have seen something extremely unbelievable, to the extent that her voice became distorted." You … You actually chose to betray him? "
"This is impossible!"
"It's impossible for Witches to betray their Master! You are simply … simply … crazy! "
She let out a few screams and suddenly bounced up from the ground. She stretched out her hand to grab The Shire. A gust of chilly wind mixed with a terrifying whistle blew out from between her fingers and blew towards The Shire. Although An Wei seemed to have gone crazy, she knew very clearly that among these people, the one who posed the greatest threat to her was actually these four humans.
Wizards.
Among all the spellcasting professions in Wohnde, there were two professions that were most proficient in combat. The first was the Elementalist. Due to the great power of elemental magic, most of it was offensive magic. The second was the Law Wizard. Although Law Wizards sounded like the best candidates for Scholars, and most of the Scholars indeed knew one or two Law Spells, Law Wizards were also known as Civilian Wizards at the same time. They had the largest population of Law Wizards among all the spellcasters in Wohnde. If you randomly picked one or two spellcasters from the adventurer groups and mercenary groups, they would most likely be Law Wizards. From this, it could be seen that the large population of Law Wizards gave birth to a large number of Law Wizards who had extremely rich combat experience. These Wizards passed on their experiences from generation to generation, and as time passed, a unique cultural atmosphere was formed among the Law Wizards — that was, combat was the only criterion to determine whether a Wizard was qualified or not.
Under such a cultural atmosphere, if a Law Wizard did not want to become a spellcasting profession that was proficient in combat, it would be difficult. The wizards under Brendel's command were mostly adventurers and mercenaries, and very few of them were scholars. Ciel himself had experienced the last Holy War, and the wizards he chose were mostly adventurers and mercenaries. There were very few of them who were scholars.
As for the Wizards, their combat experience could be imagined.
In addition to the fact that Law Wizards were both offensive and defensive, Law Wizards were notoriously difficult to deal with in combat. Although the Witches' Rune Magic was strange and powerful, it was more of a secret method. They did not have the advantage in a direct confrontation. Thus, Anwei was very clear that if she wanted to win, she had to catch her opponent off guard and make the first move.
The first thing she did was to cast the fifth-circle Touch of Ice. In the twelve-circle rune magic system, the fifth-circle magic was not very powerful. Most witches who were at the peak of the silver level could cast it. However, this witchcraft was one of the rare direct attack witchcraft, and its effect was very practical. It was a spell that directly attacked the soul, and it could.
It could freeze the soul for a short period of time, and it could even kill opponents who were weaker in strength. Of course, Anwei did not expect that she would be able to kill four Law Wizards who were at least at the 5th circle in a single attack, especially when she knew that The Shire was a Great Wizard Mentor who was close to the Elemental Domain. She only hoped that this attack of hers would be able to obstruct her opponent for a short period of time.
She would be able to calmly cast the following spell.
The Witches were experts in the study of souls, and their achievements in this area were on par with the Necromancers who studied the art of summoning. On the other hand, Law Wizards were not very good at this, so Anwei believed that she had a high chance of succeeding. In fact, her attack was extremely fast, and with a claw, complicated magic runes appeared in her palms that were as pale as snow.
She completed this spell in the blink of an eye, and her powerful strength could be seen clearly.
The whistling icy wind swept towards The Shire. The Shire smiled faintly and chanted an incantation, "In the name of law, I let the lines disperse, and there will no longer be a medium in space —"
Although Law Wizards were not good at souls, they were good at magic. Any magic transmission in space required a medium, and even space itself was a type of law. This was also the most difficult part about Law Wizards. Their study of incantations was extremely profound, and the ability of a Sage like dismantling an incantation was as common as eating a meal to them.
It was a miraculous thing.
Magic was only a profound knowledge in front of Law Wizards. It was not mysterious at all.
Law Wizards were opponents who understood spellcasters the best.
The whistling icy wind that was enough to freeze everything seemed to have met an invisible wall in front of The Shire. It slowed down and finally stopped, turning into snow-white ice dust that dissipated into nothingness.
Anwei was stunned. She had long known that Law Wizards were difficult to deal with, but she did not expect The Shire to be so powerful. She took a shaky step back and hesitated for a moment. This was because she realized that she could not find a way to deal with this young man in front of her, not to mention that there were three Law Wizards behind him who were equally difficult to deal with.
The Shire seemed to have seen this Witch's retreat. He smiled faintly and said, "Surrender yourself.
Madam Anwei. Since I'm here, I can't let you escape. Moreover, I've always been a timid and cautious person, and I've even brought three assistants with me. " He spread out his hands. "My Lord is not a bloodthirsty person. As I said, you are free to come and go. However, the current situation is not very suitable. As long as you are willing to work here for a while,
We won't make things difficult for you. "
"You intend to put me under house arrest?" Anwei narrowed her eyes somewhat dangerously.
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