Mystery: Good Witch

Chapter 1068 Should I eat first, or should I eat first...

In the sky deep in the raging sea, Angel left the mirror world, his figure outlined among the lead-gray clouds.

Below her, violent waves washed over the island, which looked like an apple with a hole bitten in it. A few damaged buildings could be vaguely seen near the hole, but there was no sign of any human activity.

This is the Sona Island where Angel sent Klein to the "God-Forsaken Land" and was attacked by angels from the Witch Cult on the way back. It was eventually affected by the battle between the two and was destroyed.

After that incident, the residents of this island were all relocated by the Storm Church and the colonial government. Most of them were settled in various places in the Rorsted Archipelago, and a small number went to the island where the "City of Dreams" was located. Because it accepted the supply and cargo trade of passing ships from the north and south continents, the port was repeatedly expanded and almost became a new small city. Many islanders settled here with the hope of getting rich overnight or to escape the war in the northern continent, causing the city's population to increase by a full 10,000 in half a year.

Influenced by the local residents, these people more or less believed in the "Witch Church" and Saint Angelica, allowing Angel's anchor to remain stable and to demonstrate his power to curb disasters and quell chaos in front of believers more frequently, which received good feedback.

"In this sense, the divine power leaked by the 'Original Witch' destroyed this island, but it actually brought me a lot of benefits..."

Angel muttered, and with the help of the "Rose Necklace" the soul of the sea singer summoned a whirlwind to lift himself up. He flew low through the gap blown up at the edge of the island and quickly arrived at the abandoned village on the other side.

She was surprised to find that the entire village, whether it was the windmill that hid the altar leading to the God-forsaken Land, the cemetery where a large number of local residents' bodies were buried, or even the nearby plantations, had all been razed to the ground by some powerful force, leaving only charred soil on the ground, without a single green plant left.

This familiar feeling immediately reminded Angel of Bansi Port, the port where the bloody primitive sacrifice was revived and polluted by the leaked power of the "City of Disaster". It had been completely cleaned up by the Storm Church and turned into ruins.

"It seems that the battle between the two disaster witches last time made the Storm Church pay attention to the situation here, and eventually destroyed this village..."

Angel frowned and walked around the ruins. He found that the important basement was not damaged but was buried under the soft scorched earth. He then breathed a sigh of relief.

She didn't think the Mandated Punishers were so unprofessional that they didn't even notice the unconcealed basement. The only possibility was that they only received orders to destroy the ground buildings and spared the altar leading to the "God-Forsaken Land" that was extremely important to Angel and Klein.

After reactivating the runes engraved with dark red blood in the basement, Angel came to the abandoned giant village in the God-forsaken Land in the darkness that suddenly appeared beside him. He walked out of the room that was also buried deep underground, lit the lantern under the starless night sky, and let the warm light surround himself.

The monsters hiding in the darkness subconsciously looked towards the light. After seeing Angel's figure clearly, they immediately fled in all directions and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

"It seems that there is some communication between the monsters. Do they know that I am not easy to mess with?"

Angel chuckled as his thoughts raced.

She had come to this enclosed land several times in the past few months. She was not worried about being in the darkness. She just leaned quietly against the weathered and mottled stone wall, waiting for Klein's call.

Within a few minutes, she sensed that her historical projection was summoned by an ancient scholar and became a kind of "mirror double".

With a thought, Angel's body leaning against the wall shattered and melted like a mirror. Her real body quickly appeared in a new position through the mystical connection with the substitute. Suddenly, she felt her collar tightened, and the lady's shirt under the cloak was tight, outlining the beautiful curve of her chest, almost hanging her up.

Klein grabbed her like a cat!
Angel's face froze, and his figure immediately disappeared from where he was. He appeared behind Klein and reached out to grab the back of his windbreaker. His fingers tightened, but he found that he had grabbed nothing. The latter melted into the air like an illusion, and the same happened to the lantern in his hand.

This "Klein" is also a historical projection!
Okay, okay, let's play it this way, eh... Angel raised his eyebrows, and a hint of grayish white emanated from his fingertips, stroking the historical projection that had not yet completely disappeared, and with a "precise" fatal blow, he hit the weak point of the projection.

A hundred meters away, Klein, who had used an illusion to hide his figure, emerged from the darkness. He was holding a real lantern, his expression was stiff, and his limbs were like lead, having been affected by "petrification". Even Zaratul was not immune to the damage transmitted to Angel from his secret puppet and historical projection, let alone him, a little "ancient scholar"?
Walking in front of Klein, who was unable to move, Angel snorted and was about to teach him a lesson when he suddenly thought of a better way to "retaliate".

She took out the folding tables, chairs, and tableware that had been prepared long ago from the mirror space, and swiftly placed them in front of Klein. Then came the exquisite meals that were still steaming, including rare Tilis steak, Olawi lobster, pan-fried dragon bone fish, and other "hard dishes", as well as Deese pie with extra apple crumbs, Klein's favorite sweet iced tea, and Coke, which they both had recently become fond of.

As the delicious meal was placed on the table, Angel deliberately guided the rich aroma to where Klein was standing, causing his stiff face to gradually wrinkle. His eyes kept moving, looking at the sizzling steak on the iron plate, and then at the pie with a mixture of fat and sweet and sour apple crumbles, and his mouth was constantly saliva.

What's worse is that Angel, who was tidying the tablecloth and placing the tableware, looked even more delicious than the meal on the table. Her blouse, which was a little messy because she was grabbed by the back of the neck, outlined the perfect curves of her upper body. Her legs kept moving under the long skirt with layers of gauze overlapping. The white skin that occasionally appeared from the hem of the skirt formed a sharp contrast with the yellow-brown ground, which made Klein's blood boil.

She is seducing me with her "charm"... With difficulty, he turned his eyes away from Angel. His cheeks became hot and his eyes darkened. He could hardly pretend anymore.

In fact, he could have gotten rid of the "petrification" effect, which was not that strong, long ago, but he did the same thing in revenge for the last time when Angel grabbed his collar and summoned a projection. He felt a little guilty at the moment, so he played a trick on the other party.

Unexpectedly, Angel not only put out delicious food, but also treated himself as a "delicacy". It was obvious that he knew that he was not "petrified" and was testing how long he could hold on.

Finally, Angel set out what might be the most luxurious feast in the past thousands of years in the dark wilderness of the God-Forsaken Land. He sat on a chair and looked at Klein with purple eyes that were like hidden whirlpools. He smiled and said,

"Why, are you still going to keep pretending? Then I'll start on my own."

Being exposed head-on, Klein showed a somewhat embarrassed expression. He relaxed his limbs that were in a stiff posture, walked to the folding table, placed the lantern on the ground, and sniffed the air composed of various spices, oils, and proteins. He felt like he had returned to civilized society from a barbaric land.

As a Sequence 3 Beyonder, he could go without food or water for ten days or half a month, but his spiritual energy would be depleted after frequent use of his abilities, and his need for food would also increase.

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However, frequently asking Mr. Fool to transfer food would easily expose his relationship with this god, so Klein spent most of his time in the God-Forsaken Land filling his stomach with food projections from the historical pores, allowing the false energy to fill his body in a short period of time and provide a slight replenishment.

Only when Angel "smuggled" some non-spiritual food, which was therefore not easily contaminated by the source, in front of him through a special mirror space close to the "City of Disaster" like he was doing now, could he feel at ease and enjoy a dinner that would not disappear.

Compared to him, Angel no longer needed to eat, but food tasted better when shared together, so she stayed with Klein. Under the occasional lightning flashing across the sky and the "watch" of monsters that dared not approach but were unwilling to leave in the distance, she devoured the food prepared by the chef of the "Dream City" and exchanged information about the outside world over the past month.

The war in the northern continent entered a difficult stalemate. Although the Steam Church of Intis did not oppose the war, it held a negative attitude towards the invasion of Loen. The angels of the church did not appear on the front line, and the saints only did some defensive work. The "Mechanical Hearts" in Loen remained completely neutral and only managed the current believers. This allowed the "Night Watchers" and "Punished Punishers" in major cities such as Backlund and Constant to free up their energy to deal with other troubles instead of wasting time on monitoring their peers.

But even so, Loen, which was attacked from three sides, north, west, and sea, was somewhat overwhelmed. Feyneport bypassed Lenburg and other countries, completely occupied Dessi County and Southwell County, and joined forces with the Intis army that was attacking East Tucker County, pushing the front line close to the Backlund region. Loen's large plains were occupied by the two countries, and 80% of the arable land was lost. In addition, refugees poured into core areas such as the Backlund region, and food reserves gradually bottomed out.

On the northern front, with the efforts of the Church of Evernight to gather the Beyonders across the country to resist the invasion, the Feysac Empire has not yet broken through Jianhai County, but Angel has participated in four battles in this month, fighting against the Einhorn family and the angels of the Church of the God of War on the front line. Once, he was ambushed by a weather warlock, a "Glory One", and several saints. If it weren't for Ms. Arianna's timely rescue, I'm afraid he would have to try the resurrection ability of the "Immortal" Witch.

Hearing that Loen's situation was critical, Klein's steak no longer tasted good. Although he knew that a Sequence 3 like him would be useless even if he went to the battlefield, he still felt a little disappointed.

Seeing his expression change, Angel sighed and stopped talking about these things. Instead, he talked about the social style of Morola, the "City of Exile", which was very different from the outside world, using light topics to stimulate Klein's appetite.

Then, she secretly took out a bottle of golden-red, somewhat sticky Sonia blood wine and two wine glasses from the mirror space and replaced the "Black Bear Coke" on the table.

(End of this chapter)