Ancient evil creatures like the "Evil of Pantanal" are difficult to be completely destroyed, otherwise they would not have been sealed in the ancient times. And this time, under the arrows shot by Miss Feliana and Shade, the trauma suffered by the main body reached the maximum limit that it could withstand, so it fell into a dormant state for at least a hundred years.
But what Xia De pursues is not just a hundred years of peace.
Suddenly, a ball of fiery red light appeared in the sky. Amid the clear sound of birds singing, the newborn phoenix and the fire-wielding nun appeared under the starry sky together.
The silver eye mask gleamed brilliantly under the starry sky, and the nun folded her white hands that were burned by the flames, and bowed slightly to the five demigod witches.
The eleven-ring brass life ring on her back transformed into a dark golden sickle in the light. The blazing first fire flowed out from the nun's hands, forming fiery red cracks on the surface of her body and causing flame scars to appear on the dark golden sickle.
The outer shell of the ash-dead longsword in his left hand peeled off, revealing the burning metal inside. In his right hand he held a dark golden sickle, and in his left hand he held a longsword crossed with it.
As the skyfire fell from the starry sky, the sickle that symbolized the power of the ancient god of death and the sword of ashes that stabilized the power of the primordial fire were thrown by Sister Defulin towards the petrified evil creature on the west bank of the lake.
Ten seconds after the two weapons were released, a raging fire engulfed the Pantanal Lake. The dark clouds in the sky gradually dissipated, revealing the dim starry sky. The blizzard gradually subsided in the fire, but there were still tiny snowflakes falling from the darkness.
The whispering elements brought by the resurrection of the evil creatures quickly faded away, as if they were also burned by the fire. Although it was still dark, the people on the island inexplicably felt that dawn had arrived.
Both the church and the academy wanted to contact five witches who were suspected to be from the Fifth Age, but the witches recalled the weapons they had just used and returned to Stonehenge.
The clouds once again covered the Stonehenge. Except for Yin Luna who entered first, no one could observe the situation inside in any way.
"Devlin, do you know what's going on?"
The thirteenth ring sorceress of the Church of Nature, "Dream Witch" Miss Maria, flew in the air towards Sister Develyn. Facing the flames surrounding the lake, the nun still had a blank expression on her face:
"have no idea."
Because of the huge energy spent on stabilizing the First Fire, she was almost soaked all over. But after confirming that Shade had forcibly used the Word of Sublimation to summon that terrible power, she absorbed the First Fire flame that split at the top of the tower without hesitation.
At this moment, the "primordial fire" was burning in her body like never before, warming her body and burning her soul. But she had no time to change her sweat-soaked grey nun's robe. Although she felt a little uncomfortable, she knew she still had something to do:
"Maria, I still need to deal with the seal of the lighthouse."
She raised her hand to catch the falling phoenix, and the two of them disappeared into the air in the light of fire.
"Ms. Aurora, Ms. Carina, do you know what happened?"
Miss Sylvia asked her two companions. The church's ring wizards dispersed around the island to confirm the situation, treat the wounded, and contact the large force outside the swamp. No one cared about the three witches who helped them.
"The people in the church may not have seen it clearly, but I don't believe you didn't see that the short witch was wearing your ring."
Miss Carina sneered. After going through so much tonight, her thoughts had changed a little:
"I know what you think of Shade. I'm not the only one who's trying to snatch your apprentice from you."
The black-haired witch smiled uncontrollably:
"It really is him... I have a good eye."
Miss Aurora, the third seat in the parliament, looked up at the fog covering Stonehenge from the sky:
"Since everyone has similar ideas, let's discuss in advance how to report to the Speaker and the Parliament... Xia De..."
A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"John, long time no see, do you know what happened?"
Strangely enough, the withered forest in front of the tower had been destroyed in the previous battle, but the old manor that imprisoned the soul was almost intact. The ground cracks had closed, and there were flames burning all around. Old John walked through the manor courtyard with a sad face, and suddenly heard someone talking.
When he looked up, he saw an old man who looked even older than he did, wearing a brown robe and smoking a pipe. His hair had fallen out and he was short and fat.
"You are... the director of the Apner Library. Oh, it's old Higgins! Great, you're not dead yet. The last time we met was thirty years ago, right?"
The two old men shook hands warmly in the snow, and then looked together at the cocoon-like semicircular fog in the direction of the lighthouse behind them.
"You have suffered great losses this time. The church will not let you go."
Old John sneered, and the old man known as "Old Higgins" nodded while smoking his pipe:
"So what? We did get a clue about the Silver Moon Library, but it's very vague."
"The library of all knowledge..."
Old John laughed sarcastically:
"The shelters left by the thirteen ancient gods can only be used by qualified people. Those that the church, academy, and a few lucky organizations have their hands on only have the most basic qualifications."
"You don't have to laugh at us. How are you doing now? Are you still preparing for the end of the world?"
Old Higgins asked, and the pawnbroker from Tobesk nodded:
"Yes, but I just got some strange information. Also, the appearance of the God Summoner has brought new changes to our world... I also met a very good young man in Tobesk, who may be able to inherit our business in the future. Although the end of the world is bound to come, everything seems to be getting better."
The two old men stood there looking into the distance, each with different thoughts.
White smoke rolled around the Stonehenge under the starry sky. The power of time and space was about to end. In the Stonehenge, apart from the five witches who came because of the Word of Sublimation, there were only the weak Shade and Yin Luna.
"Miss Feliana..."
It was only then that Yin Luna mustered up the courage to greet her, and she doubted in her heart whether her Fifth Epoch Ancient Language could support the communication. She had always admired this lady in the rumors, but now she didn't know what to say when they met.
The witch in a purple dress and a big pointed hat smiled and nodded slightly, then looked at Shade who was supported by her:
"How have you been these years, Xia De?"
Her right hand gently brushed Shade's cheek. Miss Orlano, Miss Violet, Miss Theresa and Miss Chloe Yin also gathered together. Everyone looked at Shade. They were not surprised at her appearance this time.
"I... ... "
He looked at the ladies surrounding him by the bonfire. Yin Luna consciously stepped back a few steps to leave space for them. He was extremely envious:
"If, if I could have such power..."
"The echoes of time and space have already begun, and the final moment is probably not far away."
The Witch Queen said with a smile, and put her finger on his lips, indicating that he didn't need to speak.
"We'll have a chance to meet again in the future."
Miss Theresa's face is still so young, she returned the five wise pyroxenes to the lost arrows.
"You seem to have lost weight. Is there no one around to take care of you?"
Miss Orlanod asked softly, complaining a little. The half-elf's voice was very pleasant:
"Even if you don't care about the details of life, Saint Byrons, don't you know how to respect you?"
"Shad has not spoken to Saint Byrons about himself."
Yin Luna finally found an opportunity to interrupt.
"You have to take care of yourself. Really, witches and girls in this era don't even know how to take care of their men."
Miss Chloe Yin said softly, looking at Xia De with reluctance and love in her eyes:
"See you later. You still have a long way to go..."
Looking at Xia De surrounded by the campfire, Yin Luna suddenly thought of something:
"Ms. Feliana, have you ever left a message to Shade at the Witch Council? It's about investigating Miss Chloe Yin."
Finding that the witches seemed to be able to speak the language of the Sixth Age, she quickly recounted how Shade had received help from the witches in front of the bookshelf in the parliament:
"Please remember to complete this task and close the loop of time and space."
Miss Orlanod nodded slightly, leaving a lingering echo for Shade, and Yin Luna realized one more thing at this moment—
If what she just said was repeated by Shad who was held by Miss Feliana, he would definitely repeat what he heard word for word, and Miss Orlanod would have to repeat it word for word.
But now she is retelling it, and she herself does not know the original sentence. In this way, all the words come from the heart, and no one deliberately pursues the closed loop of time, but a closed loop is formed instead:
"Oh, time, so this is what it is like... Time is so magical!"
The life ring automatically emerged behind her, and a new circle of enlightenment spirit runes appeared. This also meant that Yin Luna could be promoted from the fifth ring to the sixth ring.
The white smoke became thicker, surrounding the five witches. The light spots on their bodies dissipated, and the witches were about to leave:
"Shad forced himself to use the Word of Ascension. Even he has to rest for a while. Please take good care of him."
Miss Feliana spoke to Yin Luna with a little seriousness. The temperament of the great witch and her habit of being a teacher for many years made the seventeen-year-old girl feel a little oppressive, and she nodded quickly.
"This time, yes, I watched you leave."
The weak Xia De tried to squeeze out a voice and looked at the ladies he had cared about in the past, looked at those pairs of eyes, looked at those faces that were worried about him:
"I... will definitely see you again, definitely..."
His lungs were unusually hoarse, and Miss Felena pressed a finger to his lips, so he didn't have to say anything.
She adjusted her expression and said to her four companions:
"So, ladies, let's say our final goodbyes."