Chapter 731: Initial Contact

Inside the central hall of the ruins, the illusionary apparatus was fully deployed, filled with magic power, its core emitting a cold, purple light.

With a simple command, it could project an image thousands of miles away. This completely surpassed the limits of a witch's abilities; it was a power directly bestowed by the gods.

Pasha glanced behind her. All the fleshy bulbs hung down to the ground, and the God's Punishment Witches stood in a solemn line. The corpses of the dead mixed-breed demonic beasts were deliberately piled on both sides, their pale blue blood reflecting tiny fluorescent spots under the purple light, making the scene eerie and terrifying.

If it were those mortals, they would surely be intimidated by this hellish scene… wouldn't they?

Pasha didn't want this either. The decaying corpses of demonic beasts would leave behind a sticky residue that was not only difficult to clean but also emitted a nauseating stench. The God's Punishment Witches couldn't smell it, but she could sense it with her tentacles. After four hundred years, this hall had become no different from their home. Who would want to make a mess of their own living room? But she had to prepare for the worst.

Phyllis was in danger; the ring wasn't broken by her.

If that were the case, it was necessary to create the most terrifying atmosphere possible to intimidate and deter those who were unfavorable to her.

Gryphon's western region was close to the Fertile Plains entrance, and it undoubtedly suffered from demonic beast invasions every year. Whether it was witches or mortals who harmed Phyllis, they should be able to see from the mountain of mixed-breed corpses that they were definitely not a force to be trifled with.

Only by making the other party clearly aware of the power possessed by the survivors of Taqila could they buy time for the rescue.

"Activate the apparatus," Celine said. "Regardless, we must first ascertain Phyllis's situation."

Pasha nodded her main tentacle and issued a command to the apparatus.

In an instant, everyone felt the light around them dim, and a huge purple screen enveloped the entire hall, displaying the scene where the multicolored magic stone was shattered.

Pasha couldn't help but be taken aback.

It was neither a dark dungeon nor a desolate wilderness, but a bright hall.

The hall was clean and bright, with a long wooden table covered with a white cloth in the center. There were also flowers and teacups on the table. There were no signs of a fight, as if the place was deliberately chosen to destroy the magic stone.

Phyllis was standing by the window, chatting with another witch. When she saw the light screen appear, she turned around, her face showing surprise. "What is this... what happened? Was the hall attacked by demonic beasts?"

"Uh..." Pasha was momentarily speechless. She suddenly felt that Phyllis's situation seemed different from what she had imagined. Phyllis didn't seem to be suffering from attack or torture, nor did she seem to be in danger. On the contrary, she was radiant and even more energetic than when they parted. After a closer look, she realized that Phyllis was no longer wearing that vulgar and cheap maid's outfit, but a delicate fur robe. The gorgeous clothes made her look even better than before.

The reactions of the other partners were not much better. Everyone looked at each other for a long time, and no one spoke. Fortunately, they couldn't see their expressions after becoming fleshy bulbs, otherwise the atmosphere would be very awkward.

"Demonic beasts did launch a large-scale attack recently, but don't worry, the magic core and the relics of the gods are all safe and sound, and everyone is still here." As someone who had seen many storms, Pasha was the first to adjust. "It's just that there are too many corpses, and we haven't had time to clean them up yet."

"Is... that so?" Phyllis looked suspicious.

"Of course, cough cough..." Pasha waved her tentacles at the God's Punishment Witches behind her. "Okay, everyone, continue to clean up the demonic beast remains. Try to throw them out of the maze before the corrosive liquid sticks to the floor!"

The solemn expressions on the faces of the witches standing side by side quickly collapsed.

"With so many corpses, how long will it take to move them all..."

"It took a whole day just to pile them up."

"I don't want to touch these sticky, dirty things at all."

"That's right, even if we can't feel it, it looks disgusting."

"Stop complaining, do you want to sleep in the corpses?"

"We might as well throw them all into the lava. At most, we'll be smoked by the fireworks."

"Smoked? Do you want to turn the entire ruin into a chimney!"

"Pfft..." The blue-haired witch next to Phyllis couldn't help but chuckle. "I guess they were worried that something bad happened to you, so they put on this show to scare the negotiating opponent."

For some reason, Pasha felt that this voice was particularly familiar. She looked at the other party carefully, and a name suddenly flashed in her mind.

"You are... Agatha?"

"What?" Celine said in surprise, "That youngest High Rank Witch in history?"

"Impossible, didn't she fall with Taqila?"

"Even if she escaped from Holy City, it's been over four hundred years. How could she still look the same?"

Many voices sounded, not only from the advanced witches living in the fleshy bulbs, but also from the God's Punishment Witches gathering around.

"She is indeed that high-level genius," Phyllis confirmed. "Agatha completely froze herself in multi-layered ice coffins when the research tower in the Misty Forest was besieged by devils, while killing all the pursuers. It wasn't until the Witch Union discovered the stone tower ruins that they rescued her."

So that was it.

Hearing this, Pasha couldn't help but get excited. An exhilarating idea welled up from the bottom of her heart. Since Phyllis was not in trouble, and so quickly showed her identity to the Gryphon witches, and even met a Taqila advanced witch, the purpose of contacting the maze was obvious! Could this high-level witch be the Chosen One they were looking for?

When this question was asked, Phyllis showed a troubled and hesitant look.

She first looked at Agatha, and then said in a low voice, "Can you let me talk to them alone? It won't take too much time."

Agatha nodded. "I'll inform His Majesty after you're done talking." After speaking, she turned and left the hall.

Then, Phyllis took a deep breath and looked at Pasha again. "I have indeed found the Chosen One shown by the magic stone, but he is a little different from the person we planned."

Wait, he? Pasha was stunned. Before she could ask further questions, she heard an almost absurd experience from the other party.

The close cooperation between witches and mortals.

A powerful army that defeated the church.

Incredibly powerful huoyao weapons.

And the most unbelievable discovery - the Chosen One was actually a mortal king.