Mystery: Good Witch

Chapter 1165 Seal
Could it be that the black giant hand that broke through the mausoleum and appeared on the island as predicted by Bernadette, and the body that it was pulling to leave the mausoleum, was not the "Black Emperor" Roselle, but the power of the "Fallen Mother Goddess" descending on Earth? My attack just now broke a certain balance, making this possibility a reality?

Angel held the flag in one hand and the sword in the other, his expression uncertain. He didn't know whether he should continue to attack again to completely tear apart the shadow that just wanted to kill him, or temporarily evacuate the mausoleum to avoid continuing to provoke the opponent and let the "Red Moon" come early.

But the balance has been broken now, and it would be irresponsible for me to leave like this... Her thoughts raced, and she immediately decided to put aside the minor conflict with "Roselle" and suppress the blood-red light that was about to overflow, at least to restore the balance between it and the power of the Black Emperor.

And now, only the Old Ones and the Persons of the Essence can fight against the Old Ones...

Thinking of this, she loosened her grip on the Sword of Glory, letting the bone sword, which was emitting dusk light and dimming the new red light on Rosel's shadow, disappear like a phantom, and then she extended her index finger.

A drop of bright red blood oozed out from her fingertips, instantly turning it purple-black. It was then pulled up by an invisible force and floated towards the high platform in the center of the mausoleum.

The blood-red light that was struggling to break free from the black shadow seemed to be lured by it and all headed in this direction, making the human-shaped shadow become as bright as the red moon on one side and as dim as the night sky on the other.

At this moment, the breath of all destruction burst out from Angel's blood from within, and a chaotic vortex containing all colors and representing all possibilities emerged on the rounded surface due to the tension.

The moment the blood-red light came into contact with the blood, the power of "chaos" solidified, and "disaster" befell.

That was a ray of source power sent by the "Man in the Mirror" to the City of Disaster.

The blood-red light that had condensed into substance shrank back as if stimulated, trying to avoid the drop of blood that had just been approaching impatiently, but it was too late.

Starting from the point of contact, the crimson-like light was completely dimmed as if it was swallowed up, and quickly spread to the inside of Roselle's shadow, making the light shining from various parts of his body to the outside world uncertain.

Taking advantage of this momentary opportunity, the wriggling shadows on his body purposefully grew, covering the cracks cut by Angel one by one, and completely enveloping the bloody light.

Once again, the figure on the huge chair returned to its original appearance as when it was first seen, becoming a shadow giant with flesh and blood wriggling inside.

It seemed that the balance was restored. Although the "Fallen Mother Goddess" was one of the strongest pillars, her real body was not inside the barrier. This was just a wisp of her breath. Otherwise, the "City of Disaster" would only be a projection and would not be able to restrict her at all... Angel, who was watching this scene, just breathed a sigh of relief, and the shadow of Roselle, who was slumped on the throne, turned an angle, looked at her again, and stretched out a hand.

In an instant, the distance between her and the shadow was distorted to less than one meter. A giant hand several times larger than that of a normal person reached out to grab her face, and the sticky shadow that could corrode everything seemed to be about to burst out.

After suppressing the power of the "Fallen Mother Goddess", Roselle attacked Angel again without hesitation!
Snap, Angel's figure shattered into crystal mirror fragments, and his real body appeared not far away. He quickly jumped up and avoided another grab from Roselle.

This situation gave her a headache. If she completely defeated Roselle's shadow, the power of the "Fallen Mother Goddess" in his body would revive, and quickly regenerate and multiply herself in an attempt to control Roselle. If she suppressed the power of the "Fallen Mother Goddess", the already crazy Roselle would desperately attack all the targets in the mausoleum. If she was touched by him, she might be contaminated by the Fallen Mother Goddess.

Angel also suspected that Roselle, who had been subconsciously suppressing the power of the "Fallen Mother Goddess", attacked her because he was worried that an outsider would disrupt the balance of his body.

Perhaps destroying the mausoleum directly and sending the "Black Emperor" to his complete demise is the only way, but the Black Emperor's rituals do not entirely rely on the nine mausoleums. As long as the order he created is still there and people still remember him, he can be resurrected from the astral plane. It would be worse to be trapped in the mausoleum... Angel dodged Roselle's shadow while trying to fight back, but he never dared to use the power of "grafting" to attack the mausoleum and the body together, lest the power of the "Fallen Mother Goddess" get another chance to breathe.

Suddenly, the bottom of the huge stone door of the mausoleum became translucent, and two figures, one tall and one short, walked in quickly. They were Bernadette and Anne who were waiting outside.

Roselle, who had been chasing after the nimble and dodging Angel, immediately turned around and without hesitation reduced the distance between him and the two of them. His giant black hand stretched out like a claw towards the taller Bernadette.

Before Angel could use the mirror maze to block it, Anne stretched out her hand and pushed the huge black shadow, "confining" it in place. Although the difference in status meant that this kind of confinement could only last for a very short time, Bernadette had already seized this opportunity, stepped forward, and pronounced a Chinese word in a clear and loud voice:
"home."

Those were the two "special symbols" that Roselle taught her when he was alive. They had magical powers that could protect her.

At this moment, this simple Chinese sentence made the shadow of Roselle, who had just broken free from the "confinement" and was about to reach out his black hand to Bernadette, stop. His head with a blurred outline slowly lowered, as if he was looking at his daughter with non-existent eyes.

"dad……"

Bernadette murmured, this time, using the Intis language.

Based on the shadow's reaction, she was now certain that the other party was Roselle Gustav, who died more than 150 years ago.

The black shadow stopped struggling and moving, just looking at Bernadette quietly. Behind him, Angel remained alert, ready to pull Bernadette into the mirror world at any time to avoid possible contamination.

After a long while, a hoarse, dry voice echoed in the silent mausoleum:

"my daughter……

"My...hometown."

The first sentence was in Intis, and only Angel could understand the second sentence, which was also in standard Chinese. They were full of hesitation and confusion, as if seeking some kind of confirmation.

Then, two cracks appeared at the head of the black shadow, and the faint blood-red light inside just leaked out before it was firmly bound by the reappearing black shadow. Then, a longer and wider crack appeared below the crack, also hiding blood light, like a person's eyes and mouth.

“I’m glad you came to see me, but now is not the right time,” He spoke with his own “mouth” this time. “You should be able to see that I have been…contaminated in some way.”

Bernadette's blue eyes were filled with sadness; what she had been worried about was finally confirmed.

Then, Roselle's shadow slightly turned his head, looked at Annie beside him, and said softly:

"Adele...Annie, I once told you that you can leave me at any time and pursue your own goals. After so many years, you still haven't found your home?"

"That's not what you said when you pulled me out of the bottom of the sea," Anne said with a cold expression, but there was a hint of strange emotion in her golden eyes, "My destiny is not on the five seas, nor is it with other people."

Russell seemed stunned, and nodded after a moment, and the outline of the entire black shadow became more solid.

Then, He looked at Bernadette, whose expression almost collapsed, and said in a tone full of majesty, as if giving an order:

"Now, seal me and get out of here."

(End of this chapter)