“No worries,” the Phantom Witch replied as she quickly vanished to support the others.
Before long, the indigenous mages were utterly defeated by the elite assault team. In contrast, only a few mbers of the Witch’s Family squad sustained injuries, highlighting the stark difference in power.
“Too weak, not even a bit of challenge,” Witch Winnie remarked with a smile.
“Indeed,” Nola added, kicking the corpse of a male mage and spitting. “So ugly.”
Anya frowned slightly at this but said nothing.
Soon, the team breached the treasury protected by an array. Upon seeing its contents, they were stunned.
The vast treasury was empty except for an overwhelming presence of negative energy. Ghosts and wraiths hovered around, giving it a hellish atmosphere.
In the center of the treasury stood a small, pitch-black tree bearing fruit resembling dates. The tree was planted in a three-ter-wide dharma artifact basin, filled with various bones, including so that appeared freshly tossed in. The tree’s roots dug into the bones, absorbing the blood and flesh.
“What on earth is this?” Nola exclaid in shock at the sight.
The Phantom Witch looked delighted and said,” This is a Dead Soul Date. Previously, only wild individuals were found in Hell, so it was difficult to transplant them successfully. I didn’t expect the Church of Chaos to hide such a thing in the church’s treasure vault. No wonder they sent so many people to guard it. Tsk, tsk, tsk. This is an evil thing in the eyes of mortals.”
The Phantom Witch’s face lit up with joy. “This is a Dead Soul Date Tree. Previously, such specins were only found in Hell and were very difficult to transplant successfully. I can’t believe the Church of Chaos hid one in their treasury. No wonder they had so many guards. This is considered an evil artifact by mortals.”
“Is it useful?” soone asked.
“This plant produces a fruit that, when consud over many years, can slightly enhance spiritual force. It has no consumption limit, though it does have side effects due to its growth from negative energies and death auras. Consuming too many can affect one’s mind. These fruits look unripe, otherwise, the archmages of the Church of Chaos would have harvested them already.”
“Let’s take it anyway,” Winnie suggested. “This is valuable. We can exchange it for a lot of cultivation resources with our organization.”
“This thing can’t be stored in a storage ring. Soone needs to use a spell to transport it back to the organization’s base,” the Phantom Witch instructed.
Just as she finished speaking, her expression changed dramatically. Outside the treasury, a wizard descended from the sky.
He had long, fiery red hair, a strikingly handso face with an arrogant air, and was bare-chested, revealing well-toned muscles. A flaming red ribbon danced around his waist, and he stood barefoot.
In his palm, crimson chess pieces circled.
“Seal!”
With a wave of his hand, the chess pieces in the air enlarged, transforming into terrifying dragon heads that landed around the treasury, emitting a powerful suppressive force. Everyone present felt as if they were trapped in a quagmire.
“You’re the Fire Dragon Destroyer, Simon?” the Phantom Witch exclaid in shock.
This young wizard was none other than the renowned rising star of the Nine Cities Alliance! Not only was he a Fifth-Circle Wizard, but also an array wizard and a weapon craftsman. The dragon head chess pieces he used as array items were a testant to the nurous dragons he had slain and his imnse strength.
“Correct. I didn’t expect to find such a catch while passing through. Where’s the Snow Lotus Witch? She’s not here? Killing a bunch of Fourth-Circle kids is hardly entertaining,” Simon chuckled lightly.
“There are ten of us. We might stand a chance!” Anya suddenly declared, sweat streaming down his forehead as he sent a longsword flying towards Simon.
Simon didn’t even bother to activate his defensive field. His eyes turned crimson, revealing the faint silhouette of a towering fire god.
In an instant, two beams of fla shot out, lting the incoming longsword into molten tal that dripped onto the ground.
“If I look at you any longer, you’ll explode… You have no idea how vast the gap is between us, silver-haired pretty boy,” Simon said, stepping up to Anya, who found himself unable to move.
Simon lifted Anya’s chin with a playful smirk. “Don’t play with fire. If you willingly beco my manservant, I might spare your life.”
Anya shuddered with disgust. In the next mont, a blue light burst from his body, radiating a powerful energy wave.
“Hmm?”
Simon’s playful deanor vanished as he quickly retreated!
A white, jade-like woman’s hand erged, with long, beautiful fingers exuding a peculiar fragrance!
The array Simon had set up glowed brightly, coalescing into a massive dragon-slaying sword that clashed with the hand.
“Dragon Destruction Array: Dragon’s Dusk!”
Boom!
The terrifying shockwave shattered the array’s suppressive force.
Regaining his mobility, Anya hurriedly grabbed the nearest Phantom Witch and stepped into a teleportation portal, disappearing instantly. It was clear he had used the trump card given by Triss.
These resources would only be used by Anya in life-and-death situations!
Taking advantage of this, the other witches employed various techniques to flee in different directions.
Simon remained motionless, letting out a cold laugh as fiery tentacles shot out, grabbing the fleeing witches from all directions.
Amidst the cacophony of spell arrays and explosions, half of the witches were captured by Simon’s fiery tentacles. The rest who escaped, he didn’t bother to pursue, sensing a powerful presence approaching.
Behind him, a gigantic silhouette of a fire god appeared, and with it, he uprooted the entire treasury along with the Dead Soul Date Tree inside!
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