NOVPUBChapter 482: Chapter 422 The Real Witch
“To kill a Witch, you must destroy her heart!”
The three of them walked on the road to the Tall Tower, and An Lin, who had joined the team halfway, had a gloomy expression.
Every sentence she uttered conveyed a fierce desire to kill; she wasn’t pretending at all!
Any perceptive person could see she was a mess from some encounter, so both the archaeologist and the Traveling Poet maintained their silence, carefully interacting with the idea of not provoking the young lady as much as possible.
“Were you trapped in your room all of last night?” the Traveling Poet finally asked.
“Heh, maybe, I thought I was trapped in my room.”
An Lin turned her head to look at him, with a strange smile on her face, “But who knows what the real situation was.
Maybe it was just an illusion I saw, so I trapped myself in the room and fought myself.”
If it were only the room that had returned to normal, that might be explained by the capabilities of the castle, but if even the injuries she sustained were fake.
Then perhaps it was just an illusion.
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But at that time, An Lin had definitely felt the pain of being torn apart, felt the corrosion of the Abyss, felt the despair of impending death!
The constant delirious murmurs in her mind almost drove her mad.
Why she was able to hold on until now was actually a mystery to An Lin herself, until she discovered the Divine Power that this body carried with it.
It was this Holy Qi that kept her sane.
If it weren’t for this power, maybe she would have turned into a madman amid the torment of darkness.
This character’s identity was definitely not simple!
An Lin was reminded of her own mission, but now, even if her original mission hadn’t opposed the Witch, she would kill that bastard!
Destroy her heart!
“That said, we still haven’t seen the true face of the Witch to this day,” the archaeologist said with a frown.
“Haven’t seen her?” An Lin arched an eyebrow, “I thought you had all met her already.”
“You’ve seen her?”
“Have I not seen her?”
“If you’ve seen her, then tell us who she really is?”
“You’ve seen her, don’t you know?”
The two engaged in a somewhat futile dialogue until the archaeologist, annoyed by her passive-aggressiveness, directly said, “Stop wasting time, what we need to do now is just leave this castle!”
Perhaps realizing that her reaction was somewhat off, An Lin didn’t continue to argue, instead she said sullenly, “That’s perfect then, let’s kill the Witch and leave together.”
“The Witch you’re talking about, is it Cerys?”
Suddenly, the Traveling Poet spoke again.
An Lin shrugged, “Who else could it be?
Compared to Veronica and the ever-absent Margaret, Cerys’s visibility is clearly too prominent.”
There was one thing An Lin left unsaid—Veronica likely never existed to begin with.
So, rounding up, the only Miss Green that had ever appeared in Prague Castle was Cerys alone.
It was basically after realizing this fact that she fell into the dark, twisted Illusory Realm.
Thinking about what had happened last night made An Lin clench her teeth in anger!
“Is Cerys really the Witch!” But at that moment, the Traveling Poet’s voice sounded low and strange.
“Oh wow, that’s some strong beguilement from the Witch,” An Lin, upon hearing this, gave the usually silent Traveling Poet a meaningful look and a smirk of mockery formed on her lips.
“!”
The Traveling Poet said no more, so all three of them fell into an inexplicable silence.
The archaeologist turned to look at the scenery outside the column, with an inscrutable expression, but in his heart, he silently lit a candle for the Traveling Poet.
The next moment, as she watched the red moon above the Tall Tower, she abruptly stopped in her tracks!
Under her astonished gaze, that blood-red moon was gradually tainted by darkness, like an overturned inkstone, spreading ink spilling out and expanding from the edges.
Subsequently, a familiar, nauseating, twisting, and utterly oppressive Abyssal Qi burst from the Tower!
Prague Castle, already immersed in darkness, lost even its red glow in that instant!
The two walking beside her also stopped in their tracks.
The Traveling Poet subconsciously raised the cross-shaped sword in defense, but then remembered it wasn’t his weapon, so his other hand flicked out a few rhombus-shaped metal shards.
An Lin flicked her wrist, and a black and gold whip was gripped in her hand, its long tail snapping on the floor.
“What, she found out we’re about to go against her and decided to make a move first?” An Lin said with a cold laugh, looking towards the Tall Tower.
They had come this far, and only a flying buttress away from the Tall Tower.
But the archaeologist’s already complex expression became even stranger now, almost unable to maintain a neutral face.
Because Cerys’s script had not planned for this at all!
According to the original plan, she and the Traveling Poet were supposed to make their way unobstructed to the Tall Tower, and then she would exchange the person for the letter with Cerys, who had assured them they would not be harmed during the process!
But this female student was already a variable.
And now, the aura of the Abyss was off as well!
Although the Night Witch used evil powers, the source of her power was unrelated to the Abyss.
Even though the aura she emitted was equally repulsive, it was indeed a different thing from the Abyss.
So facing the current situation, all three of them were actually quite baffled.
They had thought this world was free from the Abyss…
If the book were still with her, the archaeologist would definitely have investigated without hesitation!
Facing a mystery and being able to skip the thinking stage to get to the final answer is indeed addictive.
Now accustomed to the book, the archaeologist felt awkward without it and desperately pondered what exactly was going on.
But the more she thought, the more agitated she became, unable to focus at all!
Forget it, round it up and consider Cerys’s plan a total wreck!
But that person still had her mission target on her!
The archaeologist was the first to snap out of it and hurriedly ran towards the flying buttress at the corner, shouting, “Stop dazing, something must have happened over there!”
An Lin followed closely, sarcastically quipping, “What could have happened?
It’s nothing more than the Witch laying her cards on the table, calling it quits!”
The two rapidly left, one after the other, prompting the Traveling Poet to snap out of his daze and sluggishly follow.
But the next moment, he suddenly halted again.
Then, the Traveling Poet took out his tablet.
The surveillance device he had left near the door last night had reacted, showing a swathe of black spilling out from the door, contaminating the three-dimensional image detected by the surveillance device into a pitch-black color.
This power…had it actually altered the electromagnetic protons in the air too?
The images radiated by the monitor were colorless, only composed of blue lines that outlined a sort of architectural blueprint.
And now, a force had rendered the entire outlined image black.
In just a few seconds, the entire screen turned black. 𝘯𝑜𝘷𝘱𝘶𝑏.𝘤𝘰𝑚
Suddenly, he felt the tablet he was holding become sticky.
The Traveling Poet released it abruptly, letting the tablet smash onto the ground.
Thud!
In his view, the tablet was gradually infected by the blackness, turning into a tar-like viscous substance, and the darkness continued to spread from its center to the surrounding floor.
Well, the Abyss Darkness had actually contaminated the system’s tablet directly from a sub-monitor mounted on the wall!
This was truly neither scientific nor magical.
But the Abyss has always been a twisted, incomprehensible existence, so thinking about it that way, it seemed to make perfect sense.
The Traveling Poet frowned at his ruined tablet and then looked up towards where the Tall Tower stood.
The archaeologist had said before that the energy source powering Prague Castle was in the basement, but the hub that controlled that place was inside the Tall Tower.
If they wanted to destroy the castle and leave this place, they had to destroy the controlling hub.
But with the current situation, the energy core of Prague Castle must have already been eroded by the Abyss, right?
So was their action still useful?
More importantly— the underground passage leaving Prague Castle is now the Abyss!
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