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They all looked at the scene with strange expressions. Bandel was actually asking for Hathawayâs help?
The situation had escalated too quickly, and they werenât able to react.
The Wilderness Godâs consciousness and Bandel began their struggle.
The black side and white side of the Life and Death array were fiercely fighting each other.
The ritual itself had been built by the Lich, and even though it was essentially different, the one who taught him the method was still the Wilderness God. However, after researching it for so many years, he had already made many changes, and thus, he should have had absolute control over the ritual.
But for the ritual to go on smoothly, there was one condition.
The sacrifice couldnât resist.
And the Wilderness God clearly wasnât the kind of person to sit still and wait for his death.
The petrified man was moving rather stiffly, but the power oozing from his body still gave goosebumps to the onlookers.
The flame blended in his body and surged to his head. The Divine Vessel behind him was becoming increasingly clearer.
This was the Tangible Divine Vessel characteristic!
If he condensed the Divine Vessel and ignited his Divine Fire, the Wilderness God would be resurrected.
Bandel had made countless plans, but he hadnât thought that Hathaway would get in the array and take Cold Lightâs Grasps!
The daggers were the keys to sealing the Wilderness Godâs consciousness.
With his consciousness sealed, the ritual definitely would have proceeded smoothly.
But the current situation had already changed.
The Lich had the initiative since he was able to move the energy between the two sides of the array, switching the Life position and the Sacrifice position. But the Wilderness God wasnât one to be trifled with. He forcibly relied on his own Divine Power to try to revert the array.
Not long after, they could all feel that he had started absorbing Miss Silvermoonâs power!
âYou wonât be able to stop me! HahahaâŚâ The Wilderness God howled with laughter.
In a cloud of dark fog, Bandel frantically flew around in the array.
He was trying hard to alter the contents of the ritual, using items in order to suppress the power of the Wilderness God through the ritual itself.
The Wilderness God was more proficient than he was with the Life and Death Array, despite all the changes. Even if he could slightly alter it, the Wilderness God could also tinker with it in a split second.
It didnât take long for the black and white sides to start returning to their original forms!
Once this was completed, the Wilderness Godâs resurrection might truly come to pass!
Amidst the Wilderness Godâs laughter, a shattering sound boomed from nearby.
A crack had appeared on Miss Silvermoonâs body.
A cobweb-like crack spread down from her shoulder.
In a few seconds, her entire right arm disintegrated, turning into a pile of rocky pieces on the ground!
A heart-wrenching roar came out of the black fog!
âI wonât let you harm Luna again!â
Following the Lichâs deep roar, a muffled incantation echoed eerily.
This time he didnât rely on the array, because he had understood that he was far from the Wilderness Godâs level of understanding in the Life and Death array.
He started using the power of Witchcraft!
At the same time, another sharp and pleasant voice rose up in the dungeon!
Hathaway finally came to help.
She didnât like to butt in on othersâ matters that didnât concern her.
But the Wilderness God gave her a foreboding feeling. If he really resurrected, it would surely be bad news for everyone.
She had hesitated a bit before making a move!
Her hands were crossed over her chest, and six lights of different colors were moving at her fingertips.
Marvin knew that each light was from a High Witchcraft Authority.
In the legends, the power of the Anzed Witches came from the 7 High Witchcraft Authorities. The seven of them formed a scepter. Later, because of some conflict, the scepter broke up into 7 petals.
The legend said that whoever gathered the seven petals would be able to recreate the supreme scepter and let the Anzed Witches regain their glory. Before coming to the Crimson Wasteland, Hathaway had already collected five petals. And in the Wilderness Hall, she obtained the 6th petal, the Cyan Petal, thanks to Marvin helping with the Ethereal Jar. The Cyan Petal had been stolen by the Wilderness God a long time ago, and because that Witchcraft really suited his avatar, he had merged them together.
After going through the Ethereal Jar, the Cyan Petal returned to its original form, ready to merge once again with the others. Thus, the current Hathaway already had six High Witchcraft Authorities.
The 7th petal was embedded in the Cold Lightâs Grasps using a very complicated technique, so for now, Hathaway could only store the daggers away. She couldnât fuse with the Night Petal at the moment.
When she did, her power would increase drastically once more.
But now she was forced to act without it.
The Wilderness God was becoming increasingly more powerful. Despite the Lich going all-out, the ritual was clearly in his favor!
The Divine Vessel behind the petrified man was becoming much clearer.
But after Hathaway made a move, the situation swung yet again.
A great amount of hidden Witchcraft power, far superior to Bandelâs, burst out of her body and actually managed to suppress the Wilderness Godâs aura!
âThis isnât something we can meddle in,â Minsk muttered bitterly.
He was a Half-God, he was extremely powerful because he inherited the Ancient Nature Godâs bloodline, and his talent was outstanding. Even when travelling through the Crimson Wilderness, he didnât meet too much trouble. But after meeting the Wilderness God, he kept being unable to do anything.
Especially this time. He wasnât trapped, but still couldnât get involved.
His strength emphasized Nature. Now, the Nature Power was withering, he couldnât contact the Ancient Nature God, and he had still yet to regain all of his own power. He simply couldnât fight against the Wilderness Godâs resurrection.
âWe should leave here quickly.â
He estimated that with his own level of power, handling the Wilderness God might truly be difficult.
Even if he used all the power in his Divine Vessel, he wouldnât be able to do anything to the Wilderness Godâs consciousness.
This was really a depressing matter.
He nodded, holding Molly while looking up at Hathaway.
âHe is right, you should leave.â
Hathawayâs words were fast but gentle and reached Marvinâs heart. âI might not necessarily be able to keep suppressing him.â
âYou be careful too,â Marvin replied with a heavy expression.
They were able to control the flying Witchcraft that Hathaway had cast on them as long as it remained active, so it wouldnât be a problem for Marvin to quickly get away.
But theyâd barely started flying away before a roar was directed at them!
âThatâs my treasure!â
A powerful gravitational force pushed down on Mollyâs body.
This girl, who had been enduring pain all this time, suddenly spat out some blood.
And not only Molly was harmed, but even Marvin was caught off guard. The effect of the Witchcraft dissipated, and he fell down from the sky as the force continued to press down on them!
Fortunately, Marvin was able to adjust himself as he fell, ensuring Mollyâs safety in his embrace!
His back thudded into the ground!
This was the first time Marvin had crashed down from such a height, but thankfully, his body had been refined by reaching the Legend realm. What would kill a non-Legend might only cause him some harm!
âThat guy was busy with Bandel and Hathaway, but still had the strength to stop me!â
He couldnât help looking at the [Ancestorâs Mystery] hidden on his wrists!
This pair of bracelets had been used by the Cridland Clan to control the Archdevilâs head. But Marvin had already noticed that there was something else extraordinary about them.
It had to be known that the last owner of the bracelets was Marvinâs grandfather, Diross!
In a hidden part of the bracelets, he found out a communication imprint.
This imprint should be less than 100 years old.
Marvin reasoned that this imprint must have been added by Diross.
To defeat a God like the Wilderness God, he might really need Dirossâ strength.
Marvin hadnât used the communication imprint yet because he wasnât too keen on being too close to Hellâs forces.
Who knew what plan his grandfather had?
There was a limit to the idea that âblood is thicker than waterâ.
In this Universe that was gradually going crazy, kindness was often a luxury, but sometimes, even basic morals were too.
Marvin didnât know what the price would be to ask Diross for help. He felt that each time he received aid from Hell, he was incurring a debt⌠He worried that one day, there would literally be Hell to pay.
And there were many things he couldnât afford to pay.
Thus, he wouldnât use it unless it was a last resort.
But now, that time seemed to have come.
It wasnât just him. Minsk, the Jade Banshee, and the Two-Headed Bone Dragon had also been trying to flee, but were now unable to.
The Wilderness Godâs power was covering the entire dungeon.
Being able to exert such power when he had yet to resurrect was quite terrifying.
Hathaway was very strong, but she had yet to fully master the six High Witchcrafts. The future Ruler of the Anzed Witches, the Ashes Queen, might be no worse than the Wilderness God, but she was still too inexperienced!
Soon, the Witchcraftâs power was gradually being offset.
The ritual was slowly pushing in the Wilderness Godâs favor once more.
Many more cracks appeared on Miss Silvermoonâs body!
âEven if it costs me everything!â
The Lichâs voice had already turned into an anguished wailing!
The fog over his body had become extremely thin. His power was clearly exhausted and he wanted to make one last move.
He unwillingly gave a last glance at the statue of Miss Silvermoon, before the dark mass of fog rushed at the petrified man at the peak of the star!
Molly suddenly opened her mouth and let out a confused âEh?â
At that moment, a soft voice sighed.
The sigh echoed in each personâs mind like a spring flowing gently, making everyone feel comfortable.
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A blurry shadow was now outside the array.
It felt like the moon suddenly rose in the dark dungeon.
Pure coldness. High and noble.
âFaniya⌠You came after all.â
The stone covering the manâs eyes shattered, exposing his bloody eyes!