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Chapter 877 The Witchs Pursuit

Violet Marshall, the Witch Emperor at the end of the Fifth Era, and Shade actually met her before that... In fact, it was at the seal in the Sikal Mountain that he obtained the current key to time.

A few minutes later, by touching the handprint on the well that connected death, Shade not only obtained [Witch Reverberation Violet], but he even saw the phantom of this lady.

And earlier, when Shade obtained the [Night Watch] from the Balrog Seal, he also saw the battle memory left by this lady.

"Salute to you, Your Majesty."

Shade greeted him very respectfully, while looking at the ladies around him.

Although the six real witches are acting as maids, they are obviously taking orders from the witch emperor, and Miss Schulz Tres, a tenth-level student at the Serkses Medical School, is undoubtedly a tenth-level witch.

In fact, students from the three major thaumaturgy academies are allowed to submit their graduation thesis for assessment and apply for graduation after entering the ninth grade, but they are also allowed to continue studying. Theoretically, it is allowed even if they reach the thirteenth grade, but no one will

Do that.

"A traveler from a foreign country?"

The Witch Emperor looked at him suspiciously, and then noticed that Shade stretched out his hand to her.

So, this thirteenth-level witch, like all the witches Shade had seen in the past, reached out and grabbed his wrist. She stayed there for a few seconds and then let go, looking at her palm in the light of the bonfire:

"Are you a man?"

The tone is a little dull, but the expression is definitely not dull.

"Of course, the gods have proven this before."

Shade no longer knew how many times he had said this.

"Relax a little while I check."

As she spoke, she waved her hand at Shade, and as strange power emerged, the surface of his body flashed with red light:

"Really a man?"

Miss Violet said in surprise, and Shade also understood that this was a power that could identify gender, but it should have been lost in the Sixth Age.

"Teresa, look, using him as a research subject will definitely be enough for you to graduate from Serkses three times. How about you take him away and give me this opportunity?"

She suddenly smiled and said to her companion, but the young tenth-level witch shook her head, which meant rejection.

"Can I gain your trust?"

Shade asked, if the other party didn't kill him immediately, it meant that the contact had been successful.

"Wait a minute, we can only confirm that you are male, but we are not sure whether you are human. This is Lost Lake, and no one can guarantee what else will be here."

After speaking, he ordered his maid:

"Bring that sword over here."

Soon, a tall red-haired young maid came over, holding a sterling silver scabbard. The scabbard was inlaid with various gems and diamonds, and Shade was very sure that it was really just a simple embellishment.

.

The silver sword was pulled out of the scabbard, and the sword body seemed to react to the heavy fog that shrouded the Lost Lake, exuding a holy light. The rune of "My heart is clear, and the sword slays demons" exuded a bright yellow color.

of light.

This is the [Night Watch], the [Night Watch] of the fifth era.

As the owner of this long sword in 1853 of the Sixth Era, Shade saw it in this distant time and was filled with emotion for a moment. Miss Violet motioned to Shade to hold the sword, and the maid held the sword in both hands and handed it to him.

Shade, Shade held the hilt of the sword, flicked the sword with some nostalgia, and then pulled out a beautiful sword flower in the fog.

As a souvenir of encountering this sword again, he decided to clean his own sword after returning home, even though the sword had the property of being "indestructible".

"I 'borrowed' this sword temporarily. It can't stay away from that mountain for a long time. But it seems that you are indeed not a strange creature."

The Witch Emperor chuckled and said, while Miss Teresa wearing glasses looked at the sword in Shade's hand:

"Sir, from an academic point of view, this sword seems to be more adaptable to your strength. When His Majesty and I held the sword, it did not react like this."

"This reaction" means that the light of the sword becomes purer, which is a sign that the [Night Watch] is preparing to fight when encountering evil, and now it seems that "evil" is everywhere around him.

"Maybe it's because I have a kind nature."

Shade said casually, and then as expected, he heard "her" chuckle.

"In this case, sir, you have gained my initial trust."

Shade handed the sword back to the maid, and Miss Violet said, then motioned for Shade to sit down and talk.

Although the witches of the fifth era were extremely extravagant, in their adventure in this environment, they only had tents and bonfires. The flames in front of them were so warm that Shade, Miss Violet and Miss Theresa all sat down

After it fell, the flames started to rise again.

"Sir, why are you here?"

Miss Teresa asked Shade, a witch who had not yet graduated from the Academy of Thaumaturgy, and her voice became duller.

Shade thought for a moment and did not say that he was here to help them:

"I heard that there is a wise man here who can answer any question, so I want to ask him why I am so special even though I am a man."

This reason was immediately believed by the witches, because they were also very curious about this.

"After entering the Lost Lake area, we can encounter all kinds of strange things. First we encountered invisible attacks, then everyone began to gradually lose their memory, and now there is a man who can contact the witch.

Sir, I don't know where you heard that there are wise men here, but you are looking for the wrong destination. There is only one god here, one true god."

Even though it was the Thirteenth Ring, Miss Violet was still very cautious and pointed Shade to pay attention to the obsidian tower in the center of the island in the middle of the lake. The light of the bonfire made her face look more three-dimensional:

"The Great One, the God of Lakes [The Uncertain Wise Man], enlightens mortals' wisdom in the amorphous water. According to legend, this god will use the power of the Lost Lake to appear in the form of a saint once every 500 years.

Here, and during this time, God is pleased to answer mortal questions, but only one at a time."

She pointed to the people around her and wanted to introduce them again, but suddenly closed her mouth. At the same time, the [Night Watcher] still held by the maid suddenly shook violently:

"No! Move closer to the fire!"

Miss Violet, who was wearing a pointed hat, said loudly, and the six maids immediately put down all their work and quickly sat around the bonfire. It was obvious that they did not want to get too close to Shade, so in the end

Miss Violet and Miss Theresa actually squeezed in beside Shade.

Everyone in the group shut their mouths, and most of the maids even closed their eyes and covered their ears.

Shade knew it was best for him to do the same thing at the moment, but he was really curious about what was going on.

Then, amidst the increasingly intense vibrations of [Night Watch], there was a loud bang, and a huge black long-haired limb that seemed to fall from the sky, probably similar to the legs of a spider, broke through the fog from the sky and landed on the island in the middle of the lake.

The four chaotic elements in that moment almost affected Sha De, whose soul was extremely stable. The fog was not dispersed, and the looming hairy limbs could not be fully seen. But even so, Sha De, who witnessed this scene, instantly

I feel like my whole body is covered with spiders.

Even at this moment, he seemed to have glimpsed a corner of a huge spider-like evil thing that was higher than the peak of Mount Sikal. But fortunately, the light of the bonfire was enough for the people here to stabilize their sanity, but there were still two maids full of

Trembling, as if in complete fear.

The hairy limb quickly left, and the disordered elements returned to normal. But no one dared to speak immediately. After waiting for a long time, Miss Violet signaled to her maids that they could go to work, still in fear.

The maid was fed some water by her companions and treated with magic potions.

"Did you see it? This is Lost Lake. No one can tell how many terrifying things there are here."

The Witch Emperor breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that Xia De was not affected except for his face turning a little pale, he even praised him:

"You are the bravest man I have ever met."

"But other men don't have the chance to see this scene."

Miss Teresa reminded, adjusted her glasses, and continued the topic:

"I am preparing my graduation thesis, so I want to seek wisdom from the gods. Miss Violet wants to seek the secret of immortal and eternal beauty, so she came here."

"Isn't it for power?"

Shade hesitated for a moment:

"Shouldn't people like you continue to pursue power?"

"I don't have the talent to become a demigod. Besides, isn't eternal beauty more important than strength?"

The Witch Emperor at the end of the Fifth Era stretched out her hand to touch her fair face. This once again reminded Shade that the Great Witch at the end of the Fifth Era was definitely different from the witches in the early and middle periods.

The witches I met in the past all had their own inner pursuits, yearning for knowledge, power and even the mysteries of God. But the great witches of this era generally want to be... more realistic.

"I know what you are thinking, but sir, everyone's pursuit is different."

Miss Violet sneered:

"I now have the wealth of the entire country, the top power in the material world, and the most beautiful girl. What I lack is only eternal beauty. As for higher power, what if I get it? Demigods will eventually die.

If you are not a truly great person, you will eventually age. I would rather exchange gold for the fish-men’s elixir, and use treasure to develop the best cosmetic potion, than pursue those unrealistic powers.”

Shade was silent for a moment and looked at Miss Theresa. The latter pushed up her glasses again, shook her head slightly at Shade, and then lowered her gaze. Obviously, this young lady did not fully agree with this view.


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