Time seemed to pass quickly, and there were only a few minutes. Klaus and Rebecca maintained the hug posture for a long time. The hug was really a magical posture. You see, the hug was so close, but they couldn't see each other's expression.

When Bailu was pleased, she didn't know that Klaus and Rebecca had a special hug for centuries.

Finally, Rebecca pushed Klaus's hands away with some embarrassment. She looked shy and wiped the corners of her eyes, and her tone became calm and thoughtful. After all, she was not the original innocent little girl. She had her own ideas and practices, "but what about those magic powers? My brother, aren't you curious The four people should have been reborn, but there was no one... "

Klaus's eyes fell from Rebecca's forehead, and a similar curiosity appeared on his face. It was clear that those powers were released, and they could feel the power, "yes, where are those Manas?"

The released forces seem to disappear completely in an instant, as if they have been absorbed. Then, where do they belong?

The sacred secret place of witches.

Sabin persuaded her defeated friend Sophie to have a rest. She walked quietly to the center of the altar. She squatted down / body, moved her fingers slightly, and a scarecrow appeared in the palm of her hand.

The Scarecrow's withered body seemed to twist / bend / violent / rise, and her strength was constantly spreading. There was a kind of mysterious horror and cruelty. She took out Sophie's knife on the ground and mercilessly cut open the Scarecrow's neck.

Blood, down the sharp knife, filled a whole cup.

Sabine licked / licked her lips. She opened her mouth like the sweetest temptation in the world. She drank it one mouthful at a time.

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