"Excuse me." Facing this girl who was far superior to her, Medea showed a rare expression of fear and asked cautiously, "Do I know you?"
"You don't know me, but 'you' know me." The Banshee King smiled charmingly, "In my world, our 'Bloody Rose' and 'Dark Night Rose' are known as the 'Twin Flowers of Sin' in the Southern Continent, right?"
"Bloody Rose? Are you referring to my future self?" Medea asked uncertainly.
"It should be you in the parallel world." The Banshee King corrected her, "I can't make any judgment on how much you can achieve in this world."
Her eyes swept across the crowd again and landed on Eleanor:
"I didn't expect you to be here, naive Sophie."
Eleanor:
"Oh, right." The Banshee King suddenly clapped his hands and said, "You still don't know about that now, right? So I should call you Eleanor? Forget it, forget it, I made a mistake, just pretend I didn't say anything."
She turned around briskly, and before Peggy could react, she pinched her pretty face:
"Xiao Yueya, you seem to be much more cheerful in this world. I told you not to put on a bitter and resentful expression all day long. You will look better if you smile more."
She stretched Peggy's face mischievously, and when she finally reacted and was about to get angry, she stepped back and jumped away, looking at the spiritual tree above her head.
"Okay, I have to fulfill my promise to Mi'er." The Banshee King looked at Ask again, "Human, give me a hand."
"What do you need me to do?" Ask asked, pressing his sword.
"To kill the Spirit Tree, I have many ways." The Banshee King snorted, "The simplest one is for me to exert my full strength and destroy the Spirit Tree and the entire Solomon City into dust in an instant."
"To be honest, I really want to do this. After all, the Church of this world has just been affected by the magic tide and it is impossible to activate the anti-magic magnetic field now - but Mi'er won't let me do this."
"In your world, has the Church been destroyed?" Nora asked anxiously.
"No." The Banshee King glanced at her. "In our time, the demonic tide has reached its peak and will not rise any further. Therefore, the Church has been running a large-scale anti-magic magnetic field all day long, like a frightened turtle hiding in its shell."
"Anyway." She looked at Ask again, "Due to the current limit of the magic tide, I can only launch one attack at the moment. I must return to my world immediately to avoid losing control."
"Since Mi'er doesn't want the entire city to be destroyed, I can only follow her request and aim to accurately kill the Spiritual Tree."
"We need to enter the center of the Spirit Tree. Otherwise, if we attack from the outside, if the power is too weak, it won't be able to break through its defenses, and if it is too strong, it will affect the surroundings, which is really hard to control... Oh, this is really troublesome."
"I understand." Ask said calmly, "We will escort you into the center of the Spiritual Tree."
"Yes." The Banshee King nodded and smiled, "Then I'll trouble you."
She floated up and sat on Ask's shoulder. After being possessed by the witch, Mi'er was so light that Ask could hardly feel any weight. Only the touch of the cold and smooth thighs against his neck.