From the moment Mérietla summoned the Divine Spear Ryder to the moment when Brando activated Frenzy, it took only the blink of an eye. It was like the second hand of a clock ticking from one to two. During this time, Roffin cast her spell, causing a golden pillar of fire to descend from the sky, penetrating the entire castle and hitting the witch. It was also during this time that the fourth witch's binding spell took shape. It followed a specific path through the chaotic flow of magic in this short corridor and arrived in front of the Roman.
Then, there was no "then". The spell was like an illusion, directly passing through the Roman's body without any effect. The witch who had cast the spell froze in place. She clearly saw a huge shadow form behind Roman. Within the shadow was a tall woman with long white hair fluttering in the wind. The woman looked at her with a gentle gaze. She raised a finger and placed it by her lips. Her lips moved, and in a voice that reached straight to her soul, she spoke.
"Your spell can't hurt me, my child."
"Witch … Witch Queen?"
The descendant of the first witch, Bunosson, was the natural ruler of the Witch Kingdom. Her authority came from her power and majesty, and this power came from her absolute dominance over witchcraft. The descendant of the first witch, Mayblair, was the one who weaved the truth of all things. In this god-like realm, the witchcraft of mortals was ineffective against her. Time froze at this moment. The witch who cast the spell was so shocked by this scene that she couldn't move or make a sound. She was like a puppet, so no one noticed this small detail in the corner of the battlefield.
Roffin's long hair fluttered in the wind. The wind brought by the flames stirred up the wild elf's hair, lifting her up from the ground like an invisible pair of wings. Her green eyes reflected the golden flame of the flames. She gently landed on the ground and turned her head.
At this moment, the battle between Brando and Meriette had just begun.
"Blasphemer." Mérietla held the Divine Spear Ryder in one hand. The ice spear floated a foot away from her palm. Her voice was hollow and majestic, as if the spirits of the previous twenty-two generations of Witches of Lies had descended upon her. Twenty-two voices resonated and surged, forming a roar from the giant Mirko. "Die!"
The entire corridor began to freeze at a speed visible to the naked eye. Between the bricks, there was a crunching sound. The bricks began to crack and shatter. Then, the surface was covered by a layer of frost. The frost then solidified into ice and snow. A gust of icy wind blew through the castle, making everyone feel a chill from the bottom of their hearts.
Brando took a step back and changed to holding the sword with both hands. He held the tip of the sword pointed pointed forward, ready to attack.
He felt that it was a pity.... Seibers' sword could only be used occasionally... if he could wield it in both hands, he would be able to unleash the full power of the Frost Guard's strongest...
But it was enough for now.
Mérietla threw the spear in her hand forward. There was no gorgeous effect, no dazzling light, and no biting cold wind. It was just an ordinary blue light that pierced forward. When the blue light traveled about a third of the distance, it seemed to hit an invisible wall and instantly shattered in all directions. The light exploded, and with a loud bang, the sound wave formed a circular shock wave with the explosion as the center, sweeping in all directions. The huge sound wave suddenly drowned out all the sounds in the surroundings.
Amidst the false silence, a dazzling blue rain of light burst out. The rain of light that filled the sky advanced forward. When it struck the walls, the walls would break. When it struck the pillars, the pillars would shatter. When it struck the bricks, the bricks would turn into fine powder. After the destruction, the fragments that danced in the air were taken over by the world where all things were frozen. A gigantic ice surface advanced along the ground, the walls and the shattered ruins that the rain of light had destroyed. Following the direction of the explosion and the shockwave, countless sharp icicles were formed that were connected into one.
Then came the sound. The sound was so sharp that it seemed to pierce the eardrums. It was noisy and tore everything apart. It was mixed with the shock wave that swept across like a stormy sea.
After the explosion.
The corridor that Brendel and the others were in was the first to bear the brunt of the explosion. After the explosion, there was nothing left of the corridor. The remaining wood and stones were wrapped in a thick layer of ice, hanging empty in mid-air. Half of the castle in that direction had long been destroyed. However, the power of the Divine Spear Ryder was far more powerful than that. The traces of destruction continued to spread along the radiation of the explosion. The manor in front of the castle, the mountain path, and half of Fattan Port were now gone.
Looking in that direction, there was only a world of ice and snow. Large snowflakes were slowly falling from the sky. The city walls, houses, streets, and port had now become a huge empty passage.
Logically speaking, under such an attack, Brando and the others should have died a long time ago. Mérietla also thought so. This was the full power of the Divine Spear Ryder. Under such an attack, the eldest daughter of Échis, Ko Hua, was also seriously injured. The Divine Spear also shattered. Even in the Twilight War, such an attack was considered one of the most powerful attacks. No matter how powerful Brando was, it was impossible for him to escape from such an attack.
However, when the ice and dust dissipated, the figures of Brando, Felaern, and Roman reappeared at the other end of the corridor as if nothing had happened.
Not to mention the wounds on their bodies, even the corners of their clothes were not messed up.
Then, Mérietla saw a shocking sword strike.
Brando was still forty feet away, still in the attacking posture, motionless. However, the sword light had already arrived in front of Mérietla. The dark sword light was reflected in the depths of the witch's eyes. It was like a cliff that stretched across the sky. However, it was not a cliff, nor was it a crack. It was a blade that sent people to their deaths. Mérietla felt a chill on her neck. Then, her vision flew up high. Her vision rotated in mid-air. She saw Brando's figure slowly fading until it disappeared. Finally, she noticed Brando's cold eyes. There was no pity or hesitation in the depths of his dark eyes.
This was the Flash Strike Sword Art, also known as the Nine Luminaries Sword Art.
This … is impossible!
Brando's figure disappeared in a flash. When he reappeared, he was already behind Mérietla's group of five. The four witches did the same thing as their master. They subconsciously grabbed at their own necks as if they were trying to grab at the air. However, they only grabbed at the hot blood spurting out from their necks. The four headless corpses struggled and swayed before crashing to the ground. Their heads rolled on the frozen ground, their eyes filled with unwillingness.
In the pitch-black night sky of Bunosson, where the Sage's Throne was located, four shining meteors streaked across the starry night sky.
"This … What's going on?"
The Kingdom of Northwind, Northern Bunosson, Howling Throne.
On the throne, a woman in her forties wearing a blue dress looked at her shattered crystal ball in astonishment. She was motionless. Her eyes were like melted silver balls, and there was only a look of disbelief. With a crash, the crystal ball rolled down from the platform on which it was placed. It fell heavily on the ground made of thousands of years old ice and shattered into countless stardust-like fragments.
At this moment.
In almost all the large and small wizard towers in Wohnde, countless astrologers suddenly stood up in front of their crystal balls in astonishment. They cast their astonished eyes to a certain direction in the east. In the Ring of the World, in the Hall of All Creation, which carried the Pale Epic, the World Mirror, which was responsible for monitoring the Sea of Magic, was unable to bear the burden. It was creaking, and the entire hall was trembling and shouting like thunder. In the Evergreen Temple in the distance, a distant gaze was looking in this direction with a complicated expression.
Then, there was a long sigh.
The Sage of Mountains and Earth, Eleranta quietly closed her eyelids.
In the Calm Sea, almost all the fishermen raised their heads in fear, looking up at the sky that was turning dark purple. In the sky, the originally clear sky had completely disappeared. In this part of the Sacred Sea that was not affected by the storm, wind and clouds were gathering over the surface of the sea. Countless clouds were gathering from all directions, and a loud sound was faintly echoing in the sky, as if an existence that had been sleeping for a thousand years was slowly awakening.
The Silver Union, the Ten Thousand Books Tower. All the alarms rang at the same time. The Temple's administrators in silver robes were as dense as ants, shuttling back and forth across the ivory bridge that connected the 431 floors of bookshelves.
Just a moment ago, the Bugas found that their star-like monitoring towers that densely covered the border of the civilized world all lit up at the same time.
The once-in-a-millennium Great Tide was shaking the cornerstone of the civilized world.
Faraway in Farnezain, a door of light was slowly opening in front of the former Emperor cum pope of the Empire. The old supreme man showed a respectful expression as he bowed, trembling as he bowed.
"Your presence brings light to the Empire's humble dwelling, Great Sage."
"No need to be so polite."
"Great Sage, this … is really the Great Tide of the Millennium."
In the Temple of Stars and Luna in Saint-ausol, the 320-year-old High Priestess Landnar was stunned as she watched 25 shadows fall in front of her. As if she was possessed, she could not help but say the words, "Welcome back … Wind Empress."
The trajectory of fate was deviating.
However, the two people involved were not known to the public.
When the four witches fell to the ground, Brendel swung his sword and a ray of light shot out from his sword, accurately hitting the broken wall beside him. With a loud bang, the remaining half of the wall exploded with a loud bang, and the broken pieces of the wall flew in all directions. However, a black shadow suddenly rolled out from the empty place. It was the Witch of Lies, Mérietla, who was covered in blood and her robe was in tatters. Looking at her decapitated corpse, it had become a headless black cat lying in a pool of blood.
Brando had long known that he could not kill Mérietla with a single strike, not to mention that this was the dream that she dominated.
But at this moment, Mérietla had no strength to fight anymore. The divine spear in her hand, Ryder, was also gone. She lay on the ground with her hair disheveled, like a stray dog. Black blood flowed out from all parts of her body and gathered on the ground. It slowly flowed, froze, and solidified, forming a strange pattern. She gasped for breath, but still raised her head and looked at Brendel in disbelief.
"Why … How can you not die!?"
She was already a lamp that had run out of oil. It was as if this was the only thing that supported her to yell these words.
Brando glanced at her, hesitated for a moment, and silently withdrew Halran Gaia. "The one who knows you best, besides yourself, is your enemy."
"Enemy?" Mérietla was slightly stunned.
A cold voice answered Brando's question for him. "How can I suffer the same injury under this spear?"
The figure of a young girl seemed to appear out of thin air. After the cold air around her slowly dissipated, the first thing that appeared was her long black hair that fluttered in the wind. A prismatic crystal shone on her forehead. The young girl looked at Mérietla on the ground with a condescending and emotionless gaze and said quietly.
"Besides, part of Mirko's power is still in my hands."
The moment she saw this girl, Mérietla, the inheritor of the Moon of Lies, the Witch of Deceit, and the believer of Dim Ko Hua, couldn't help but tremble all over.
…
The Shadow Kingdom, the Lonely High Hill. Within the domain of the Golden Sea, the Ash Sword Saint Mephisto was slightly startled. He then put down the sword in his hand. The attacks of the Witch of Despair were like stars in the sky, bombarding him without reservation. However, these attacks were all assimilated and disappeared as soon as they touched the gray domain around Mephisto. Seeing this scene, a strange light flashed in Atatrice's eyes. She slightly raised her eyebrows and took a step forward. But after thinking for a moment, she retracted her hand and stopped attacking.
For a moment, the fierce battle between the two sides stopped at the same time.
"The Ash Sword Saint really lives up to his name." Even though it was a compliment, her tone was filled with condescension and arrogance.
But Mephisto didn't care. He just glanced at Her Majesty not far away and replied, "It seems that your plan is a little flawed."
Constance's face was slightly gloomy. Through the connection with the Witch Queen, she knew everything that had happened a moment ago. But she just snorted softly and stared into Mephisto's eyes, as if she wanted to find some clues from those gray eyes. If she still didn't know that she had fallen into Mephisto's trap, then she wouldn't be Constance.
"Grand Duke, it seems that you already knew this result?"
Mephisto didn't say a word.
"How did you know all this? Did someone leak the secret? Was it Anwyn? " Constance shook her head, "That's impossible. She couldn't have betrayed that person. But she was the only one who knew all this. Who told you all this?"
Mephisto seemed to derive some kind of pleasure from the Queen's doubts. He turned his head and looked at Constance with a smile, "You're not the only smart person in this world, Constance."
…
(PS: I don't know what went wrong during the typesetting yesterday, but I deleted the last word of Mérietla and turned her into Meriette. I'm drunk.)
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