Mystery: Good Witch

Chapter 1240 Conquering "0-01"

Sensing the approach of the divine Angel, even though the "Blood Flag of Salinger" was sealed, it showed signs of stress.

Its scorched flag, which was covered with numerous blood spots, swayed continuously, and in turn suppressed the velvet-black aura that had originally suppressed it. The momentum of conquering everything and destroying everything instantly filled the entire space.

The iron soldier puppets around the Corpse Mountain suddenly raised their heads, and the empty eye sockets on their helmets emitted a deep red light. They quickly lined up and gathered on the top of the mountain. The number of people was no longer the hundreds that Angel had seen with the help of Elaine's eyes, but thousands and tens of thousands, just like an entire army!

Even Angel herself was filled with a complex emotion of fear, panic and admiration. The burning ceiling above her head pressed down like a mountain, and an invisible force came from her shoulders, making her knees tremble and her back bend. She just wanted to give up her dignity, kneel down and beg for mercy, and instinctively surrender to the seal in front of her.

Once she does this, it will represent her complete submission of body, mind and spirit. She will become a puppet of the "Blood Flag of Salinger" just like the iron soldiers below and become a member of the legion that protects it.

This is the real reason why the "City of Exile" Morola does not allow extraordinary people above the level of demigod to enter:

This unique seal, code-named "0-01" and belonging to the "Red Priest", becomes stronger when facing a stronger opponent. It does not allow anyone to retain their dignity in front of it. Submission is the only way out.

And who else but the true God can raise his head before the oneness that holds the power of war and conquest?
Only Angel could.

Her cervical vertebrae creaked like rusty gears, and she slowly raised herself up under the invisible pressure. She stared directly at the fluttering flags, anger gushing out of her purple eyes.

I am a follower of the "City of Disaster", how can I succumb to the uniqueness of a single path?
Provoked and mocked by her gaze, the tall iron-black flagpole of "0-01" suddenly shot up a bit, as if it was about to be pulled out from the mountain of corpses. The bloodstains on the charred edges of the flag faded from their dark color to become bright and juicy.

The force that originally suppressed Angel's head and shoulders immediately reversed and turned into a pulling force. Her neck was pulled violently, and a crisp cracking sound was heard. A crack appeared on her fair skin in an instant, and blood gushed out and spilled on her chest.

Isn't this the pollution of the "City of Disaster"... You actually used my power against me!
Angel raised both hands instantly, and with his right hand he pressed down his head which was about to leave his body. He stretched out his left hand and grasped the iron-black flagpole in mid-air, just like the countless times he had summoned the mirror image of the "Blood Flag of Salinger" from the mirror world before, and inserted it back into the mountain of corpses.

At the same time, the plague that she had spread in this enclosed space early on also broke out in the bodies of thousands of iron puppets that surged up the mountain. This pathogen, which could corrode even inorganic matter and ignore high temperatures, caused the originally shiny armor to quickly become mottled and old, and the movable joints to turn gray and white, making it impossible for them to move at all.

Almost instinctively, "0-01" began to transfer its power to its puppets, allowing them to fight the plague and regain their freedom. The flag that was moving without wind paused for a moment.

It's now!

Seizing the flaw in this seal that had no real consciousness and acted only on instinct, Angel took a step forward with his head almost torn from his body. The invisible and colorless flames around him were dyed into her color by the witch's "Flames of Destruction" and began to fight against the conquering power emitted by the seal for her, rather than becoming a force that oppressed her.

These flames are essentially a disaster, and they are disasters that can be taken over and controlled by the "disaster" witch.

Snap, Angel's outstretched left hand actually grasped the flagpole that seemed to be stained black with blood.

The power that could cause her body to disintegrate and be completely destroyed was instantly transmitted into her body through the flagpole, and was then dissipated and offset by the same power, followed by the smell of decay, eternal sleep and decay.

Angel's arm immediately became swollen, his internal tissues ruptured and rotted, his body entered a state of near stagnation, his mind became cold and slow, and his soul was about to fall into eternal sleep.

This is the pollution of the "River of Eternal Darkness". It is not the kind of escaping breath that is separated by one or even several layers in the "Fountain of the Samaritan Woman" and the "Dream Festival", but the real pollution that directly faces the source!

At this moment, the "Secret Holy Emblem" on her left wrist floated up, and the emblem of the Goddess of Night on the thin metal piece was completely hidden in the mist that repeatedly alternated between black and white. The power sent into it twice by the "Underworld Man" and far exceeding the power required to seal Tudor's breath rushed out, along Angel's arm, carrying the power of eternal sleep, aging, and death back to the inside of "0-01".

Angel's sluggish thoughts recovered instantly. She mobilized the power of the "City of Disaster" in her body and followed the breath of the "Underworld Man" into the seal. Like an army breaking through a city wall, she began to sweep away the suppressed pollution of the "River of Eternal Darkness".

Unlike the situation where the two kinds of pollution reached a balance inside "0-01", this was a direct confrontation between the source substances. The dissipated power immediately created a dark and deep vortex with chaotic time and space around Angel and the bloody flag. Mountains of corpses, puppets turned into stone statues, and even the space of the underground mausoleum were attracted by it, getting closer and closer, and collapsing into the vortex that seemed to be condensing into an origin.

This was complete destruction, an inevitable natural disaster... Angel realized that the combined power of the "City of Disaster" and the "River of Eternal Darkness" caused far more destructive power than a single source.

But what does this have to do with me? Even if I die, I can be resurrected in the mirror world, and you will be completely destroyed... Angel's mouth curled up slowly, looking at the "0-01" who was held in her hand but refused to give up resistance with contempt.

The blood-stained flags fluttered in the vortex that ended everything, like a warrior who refused to admit defeat raising his middle finger towards the enemy.

But the next second, the flag with charred edges fell down as if it had lost its power. In Angel's perception, the power of the "River of Eternal Darkness" was suppressed by the breath of the "Underworld Man", and she, who controlled the "City of Disaster", completely gained control of "0-01".

The uniqueness of the "Red Priest" surrendered to the "Witch" who controlled the disaster. It would have been better if it had been done earlier, and it was so unpleasant... Angel curled his lips and restrained the power of the "City of Disaster". He looked vigilantly at the vortex that was constantly devouring space and time, like a black hole. He was relieved when it lost the support of the source power and dissipated, and the entire underground mausoleum returned to peace.

In fact, she was not sure whether she could be resurrected with the help of a mirror substitute after being swallowed by this power, but she had to maintain her courage and not let the enemy see her cowardice.

Fortunately, "0-01" had no way out and surrendered under the pressure.

She used her left hand, which was still a little swollen and slowly recovering from internal corruption and aging, to reinsert the flagpole that had almost escaped from the mountain of corpses, allowing it to continue to be sealed in this "City of Exile".

Although she became the true owner of the seal, Angel decided to keep it in the hands of the Church of Knowledge. After all, except for this city full of serious criminals, Angel could not find a suitable place to seal it. And she could not carry this flag with her, which had a violent nature and would bring war and disaster, unless she could truly contain it.

If the simple ritual is to say that the world war triggered by my assassination of George III has been won, it should be considered completed. However, with the body of the Sequence 2 "Disaster" Witch containing the uniqueness of the "Red Priest", it is very likely to go out of control on the spot, and either become a carrier of Alistair Tudor's resurrection, or become an indescribable monster... Angel looked at the "0-01" who no longer caused invisible and colorless flames and did not command the iron soldiers to approach. He seemed very well-behaved, and decided to wait until he really fought with the "Original Witch" Chick before taking it away.

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Angel passed through the astral gate that had become shaky in the previous fight but had never closed, and returned to the library filled with brass bookshelves, where he met Archbishop Heraberg who was standing there waiting.

The latter covered his stomach and said in a joking tone:
"I almost thought that the power to end everything was going to explode in my stomach."

"I will stop this from happening at the last minute," Angel explained insincerely, and then asked curiously, "If that happens, will it affect you?"

"It might upset my stomach."

Heraberg replied with a smile.

Really? That's the power of the source... Angel muttered inwardly, and her mind flashed back to the scene just now that made her soul tremble, and instantly overwhelmed the whirlpool of "0-01"'s last resistance and swallowed everything.

She was certain that the combined power of other source substances would certainly not achieve a similar effect. At least, there was no similar reaction between the two portions of extraneous source substances contained in "God" and "Tianzun". Otherwise, they would gain a significant advantage in the confrontation with each other.

So the "City of Disaster" and the "River of Everlasting Darkness" are special? They are contained in two pillars respectively, but can jump to each other in non-adjacent ways... This is just a little bit of source pollution. If two complete source materials are truly combined, for example, to form a complete "Old One"...

The world won't end because of this, right?

Angel fantasized about it, then felt that this kind of thing was too far away from him, so he put it aside for the time being.

Of course, she also noticed that this power could be easily triggered by her Sequence 2, which could be considered a "trump card" that surpassed her own Sequence.

When I pick up the "Sword of Glory", wear the "Pale Crown" on my head, hold the "Blood Flag of Salinger", and add the effect of the secret holy emblem, can I truly master this power of destruction and ending everything and pose a threat to the "Original Witch"... The thought flashed through her mind.

Looking at Angel, whose eyes were a little out of focus and whose expression was indifferent but a little absent-minded, Heraberg shook his head and took out a brass sheet the size of a coin from his robe. The surface was uneven and covered with various complex patterns, and he said:

"This is a spell that contains the gate to the star realm. It can be used once to directly enter the Morola Underground Mausoleum. Next time you want to go there, you don't need to come to me."

Angel took the amulet which was a little uncomfortable to the touch as if waking up from a dream, and asked curiously:

"Aren't you worried that I might use it to bring someone else into your... uh, stomach?"

"Then I will thank nature for its gift."

Heraberg put his hands back into his sleeves and replied with a smile.

That's right... Angel nodded in relief, carefully put away the "Star Gate" spell, and was about to say goodbye and leave, when he suddenly remembered something and asked:

"Your Excellency, if the situation requires you to give up everything you have now, or most of your life, what would you think?"

(End of this chapter)