As he regained consciousness, Shade felt a head resting gently on his shoulder. Broken hair brushed against his cheek, and he felt the warm wind brushing against his ears amid the whispers in his ears.
Xia De's whole body was shaking, even though he couldn't tell why he was shaking.
Use your vibration to spread into time and space, and touch those anchor points, then resonance will occur.
"Anchor point... reverberation?"
He felt the arm fit against his body, a strange hand, holding his hand with five fingers interlaced. The silver light was merging into Xia De's whole body. At this moment, he was her and she was him.
"Echoes of time and space..." / Echoes of time and space...
When~
The loudest bell to date rang in that infinite time, disturbing the sweet dreams of countless mortals tonight. The shadow of the giant tree solidified above the Stonehenge, and for a moment everyone felt as if a second had been stolen from them. The continuity of time and space seemed to be broken at the moment the bell rang.
"I knew something was going to happen!"
Miss Carina, Miss Aurora, and Miss Sylvia also flew in the air to join the battle. The witches all sensed a familiar power, but they didn't know what it meant.
"... ... vibrate... ... "/... ... vibrate... ...
The violent wind rose from the center of the stone circle, even forcing Yin Luna in the air to retreat continuously. As the chosen one, she was closest to Shade and felt the strange feeling more deeply. Something very stable was broken, and the long river of time seemed to appear in her special left eye at this moment:
"Is this the time?"
"... ... sleeping..." / ... ... sleeping...
The solidified gray spread with Stonehenge as the center. In the next few seconds or hours, everything on the island, whether it was the drifting snowflakes, the black ash spewing out from the red light underground, or the evil creatures, witches, and ring wizards in Pantanal, everything was solidified in that gray time.
When the flow of time returned to normal, everything that was originally in battle stopped and turned its attention to Stonehenge.
The thick fog on the island was swept away, and the heavy snow drifted from the brilliant starry sky. In the snow, only the Stonehenge was wrapped in thick smoke and dust. In the smoke and dust, the remains of thirteen stone pillars that looked like giant trees and thirteen bonfires were becoming clearer and clearer.
"Power."/Power.
It sounded like a man's voice, but also like a woman's voice. It seemed to be right beside my ears, but also seemed to be coming from far away in the sky. Under the upside-down galaxy, along with the cry of "Ang~", the tentacles that were fighting with humans all retracted into the ground and under the water that reflected the sea of stars.
But this was not the retreat of the evil creatures in Pantanal. On the contrary, with the strange sounds produced by the continuous whispering elements colliding with the real world, the entire swamp seemed to come alive. At the shouting of the commander of this action, the thirteenth ring warlock "Dream Witch" of the Church of Nature, everyone gathered towards the east of the island.
Endless tentacles pierced out from the ground in the western part of the Great Swamp. The subspace evil creatures sealed in the Great Swamp spontaneously gathered themselves into the bodies of the evil creatures in Pantanal.
As the black clouds and the strongest earthquake so far, hundreds of tentacles shot out from the ground in the black snowflakes, and the colorful black mirror that dyed half of the sky black was completely shattered. At the same time as the first green tentacle pierced through the space, the evil creature in Pantanal officially broke through the seal.
With the strongest low hum, tens of thousands of tentacles gathered from the ground to the sky, and together with the dense tentacles extending from the dark space, they condensed into a gray-green ball dripping with juice under the black cloud. As the ball dispersed, the evil creatures of the Pantanal finally returned to the material world after tens of thousands of years.
The disease spread across the world, poisonous fog filled the air, and gray and black clouds with a foul smell enveloped the body. There were no words to describe the true body of the evil creature that was now exposed to the material world. The image it showed was exactly the huge plant statue that Shade had seen countless times.
Rotten branches, vines, animal carcasses, human heads, and endless black mud formed a huge humanoid body that could not be looked at directly. The dancing tentacles and vines took deep root in the soil, trying to draw power directly from the depths of the land.
Loud shouts and prayers were heard from the ground. The surviving priests of the Pantanal Voodoo Society were loudly praising the great being they worshipped.
"Now!"
A resonant male voice rang out from the southeast side of the island, and then a small relic of at least angelic level was thrown into the sky in an icy blue light.
Five thirteen-ring warlocks from the Church of Peace, the Church of Nature, the Church of Dawn, the Church of the Sun, and the Church of Creation worked together, and a pentagram golden ritual formation unfolded above the island in the middle of the lake.
The power of Red Moon and the power of other ring sorcerers temporarily delayed the extension of the tentacles of the huge evil creature that could not be looked at directly. At the same time, the model of the small ice palace in the center of the ceremony had also risen to a higher place and turned into a real ice palace in the snowstorm:
"Unknown-level relic—the old temple of the God of Winter!"
The Ice Palace smashed towards the core of the Pantanal evil creature wrapped in tentacles like a falling meteorite. It crushed the attacks of the tentacles and branches, but was eventually pushed aside by the thickest vine.
The Ice Palace fell to the ground, and extremely cold air enveloped Lake Pantanal and the surrounding areas. The wind and snow became even stronger at this moment, and the Unknowable Relic, under the blessing of the divine ritual of the Five Gods Church, summoned a cold enough to freeze any living thing.
Even the vine tentacles surging on the ground, the corpses with gray mushrooms growing on them, and the rotting half-dead animals were all frozen in place by the extremely cold air. The evil creatures in the subspace also slightly slowed down their movement towards the island in the middle of the lake, but they were still moving in this direction.
"Sure enough, she revived."
Miss Danister in the air frowned, then looked at the three witches gathered not far away, all glowing in the black mist:
"Can you three help me?"
"Of course, we all know about your relationship with the Speaker."
Miss Aurora nodded, and then saw Miss Danister take off the long staff on her back. She had not used this weapon since the battle began.
"Is this the unknowable relic, the Staff of the Old Sage (Chapter 725, Chapter 789)?"
"Or rather, it's the Staff of the Library of Orlan Nord. I only learned of its name when I was helping a student investigate the past some time ago."
Miss Danister said softly:
"Even if I have the Thirteenth Ring, I can't use it alone."
"The Speaker mentioned this relic."
Then, the librarian of Saint Byrons and the third seat of the Witch Council held the staff together, holding the lower end of the long staff with their left and right hands respectively, and then raised it high:
"In the name of the library!"
The golden thread surrounded the evil creature that was crawling forward in the air, and the light at the top of the long staff illuminated her indescribable body. The thread imprisoned and wrapped the evil creature, but Miss Danister and Miss Aurora could not support it, and could only use this long staff to partially seal the power of the evil creature.
"It's a pity that this is not St. Byron's library, otherwise..."
Miss Danister muttered something unwillingly, and flew to the back with the witches.
Relics, magic, words of sublimation, rituals, and continuous attacks were used to try to stop the evil creature that was moving towards the burning lighthouse. The church learned the special significance of the lighthouse from Sister Defulin.
In the black blizzard, the flames and divine lights on the island could even illuminate the night sky that was blackened by the appearance of the evil creatures. However, the continuous attacks only slowed down the speed of the evil creatures carrying the black clouds. The newly revived evil creatures did not care about the humans who attacked them.
Under the light of divine magic, thousands of tentacles wriggling, dripping with slime and covered with gray bumps swept over the humans who were casting spells and deploying shields, and shot out from the sky like arrows towards the Stonehenge located in the northeast of the island in the middle of the lake, which was almost surrounded by the ground fissure.
The fog enveloped the Stonehenge, and even Yin Luna couldn't see clearly what was going on inside. She couldn't react in time, and watched countless gray-green tentacles shoot towards the Stonehenge.
winter!
The tentacles that touched the mist on the surface of Stonehenge seemed to hit a huge bronze bell. In the sound of the bell that once again stopped time and space, the vines that touched the mist disappeared silently, as if they had never existed in this space and time.
The counterattack of the power of time and space gave mortals another chance to gather all their strength to stop it. Sister Defulin on the top of the lighthouse seemed to be soaked in sweat at this moment, and the burns on her hands had spread to her white arms.
The phoenix was watching this scene anxiously, but having just been resurrected, it did not block the power of the Pantanal evil creature, even though the latter was in its weakest state at this moment.
hold head high!
The evil creature gathered its tentacles again, and tens of thousands of gray-green rays of light swept towards the Stonehenge.
At this moment, the 365 consecutive bell sounds finally came to an end. Following a clear female voice, a golden light finally erupted in the center of Stonehenge:
"roll!"
The fog covering the Stonehenge shrank inwards, and a pair of black leather shoes stepped out of the thick fog first, followed by an ice-blue dress. The witch held a long staff, and the blue pointed hat on her head swayed in the wind, and under the hat were long silver hair and red-gold eyes. Snowflakes flew around her, and her beautiful face was filled with endless melancholy.
Witch's Resonance: Ice Witch Chloe Yin -
"I have never forgotten the warmth of your blood and embrace."
Chloën Marquez raised his right hand, and visible frost spread in the air. The extreme cold seemed to freeze time and space. The evil creature that was about to cover the east side of the island in the middle of the lake and force humans to the top of Stonehenge actually retreated for the first time.
The white fog continued to shrink inwards, and brown leather square-heeled boots stepped out of the thick fog. The witch wearing round-framed glasses had dozens of long braids of golden hair flying in the wind. She smiled, and her slightly immature face was filled with longing and memories.
Witch's Resonance: The Eternal Witch Theresa -
"I know that graduating successfully is not my ultimate goal in the endless time ahead."
Schultz Theresa stood on the right side of Miss Chloe Yin and swung her right fist. A huge black hole suddenly appeared in the starry sky above the Stonehenge. A star-blue transparent fist like a Titan shot out from the black hole and collided with the silent plant statue in the air, pushing it back two miles and completely knocking it out of the range of the island in the middle of the lake.
The white mist continued to shrink inwards, and a pair of black boots covered with broken gemstones walked out of the mist. Her purple robe swayed in the wind, and her long wavy hair hung down to her waist. She wore three gemstone alchemical rings on each hand, and a pointed hat inlaid with white, black and pink broken diamonds on her head. There was a beautiful face between her hair, and her brown eyes were dotted with broken stars, looking towards the evil creature in the west.
Witch Resonance: Witch Emperor Violet
"I always get what I want, even you are no exception."
The witch queen Violet Marshall was on the same level as Miss Theresa, but there was a subtle distance between them. She raised her right hand, and the wind and snow stopped, turning into thousands of sharp swords that stabbed at the huge plant statue floating on the other side of the lake. The tentacles that seemed to be dancing endlessly fought against the swords of wind and snow, and the tentacles were forced to shrink back into the body of the evil creature little by little.
The white mist continued to shrink inward, and the edge of the bonfire in the center of Stonehenge could almost be seen.
The yellow-haired witch stepped out in black lace-up ladies' boots, wearing a brown robe embroidered with dense ancient elven runes. Her ears were a little pointed, with yellow and silver earrings on her left and right ears respectively, and a pointed hat decorated with leaf patterns on her head. Her face was as holy and beautiful as a moon goddess.
Witch's Resonance: Yellow Moon Witch Orlanod
"You know what? Even though the moon waxes and wanes, the bright yellow moon and the holy silver moon always stay together."
She stood side by side with the Witch Emperor, raising her right hand high. The three full moons in the brilliant sea of stars seemed to be forcibly pulled to the ground by invisible hands. The red moon, the yellow moon, and the silver moon shone in the sky behind the lighthouse. They had protected the moon at night since the beginning of the era, forcing the strange plant giants under the black clouds and the surging tentacles on the ground to shrink continuously.
Finally, the white mist completely dissipated, revealing the bonfire in the center, and also revealing the witch standing beside the bonfire, hugging the stranger who opened his eyes and looked at all this. The witch's figure was as beautiful as a purple rose.
Above the red high heels is a black skirt. The left hand with a ring is holding down the pointed hat on the head in the wind and snow. The long golden hair is swaying behind her. The tall body is wearing a gorgeous purple dress, as if she is about to attend a grand ball.
Together with Shade, she walked out of the thick fog that enveloped the central bonfire. In the snowy night, there was a gentle smile in her bright golden eyes.
Witch Resonance Saint Byrons founder Feliana—
"Long time no see, my dearest student."
She stood with Shade in the middle of the other four witches. Her right hand, which bore the principal's ring, crossed with Shade's. Silver light swayed behind Shade, like a cape, like long hair, like "her".
In the deep winter of the year 1853 of the Universal Calendar of the Sixth Era, on the 26th day of the Sleeping Moon, on a night with dim stars, on an island in the middle of the Pantanal Swamp, five demigod witches who did not belong to this time stood under the brilliant starry sky with Shade in the echoes of time and space.