I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 705. Miss Mu has plenty.
An endless snowfield, with snowflakes flying everywhere.

Jin Yangtian, the Holy Department, and various forces from Tianqi were all somewhat surprised, looking up towards the direction of Black Moon City.

After the Spade Man appeared, a magnificent and imposing phantom of a god descended upon the world, and the entire giant city seemed like a toy that could be picked up at will.

"The Peach Organization?" Jin Yangtian narrowed his eagle eyes. He had long heard of the reputation of this mysterious organization and had always wanted to test his skills against it.

Before he could think any further, the petite figure who had been hovering on purple clouds turned and ran away from the side of the dark tower, disappearing in a few flashes.

"Ran?"

Shi Qi's expression was solemn as he stared intently at the hazy spire in the distance and the terrifying phantom behind it. "Who exactly is this being that Spade worships?"

It's unbelievable that Hongyue was left in such a sorry state.

Shi Qi couldn't discern the true form of the divine shadow, but Mi Liu could clearly see that the divine shadow above Black Moon City was a pale dragon!

Upon seeing the true form of the divine figure, Mi Liu quickly closed his emerald eyes, his heart filled with horror. How could it be this being?

As far as she knew from her identity as a Knight of the Apocalypse, Her Majesty the Empress possessed the Pale Bloodline, could manifest in dragon form, and was the only Pale Dragonborn in the world.

Unexpectedly, the Spade Man also seemed to be a Pale Dragonborn?
Her Majesty the Empress just said that someone would handle the Black Moon City matter, which should refer to the Spade People.

According to the analysis of the Central Sacred Department on the emerging force of the Peach Organization, there should be at least one true god-level being behind the Peach Organization.

But now it seems that it's far more than that.

The deity behind the Peach Organization is actually... the Pale Dragon God?!
In other words, Pale has awakened. Mi Liu frowned and fell into deep thought. If this news were to reach the ears of the gods, it would probably cause another great upheaval.

"boom--!"

Just as Mi Liu was pondering, Moro took away all the purple mist and followed closely behind Hong Yue. As a result, the purple mist barrier that sealed the entire city collapsed, and the dark tower that reached the sky also shrank rapidly.

inside the city,

The successive escapes of Red Moon and Moro left the Burning Angel Disciple and the Lion-Riding Youth somewhat bewildered. No, did they have to be so reckless? Is the god behind the Spade Man really that terrifying?
Are you that scared?

After initial surprise and confusion, Leng Xiu was the first to react. Seeing the black tower float into the sleeve of the woman in the green dress who had suddenly appeared, a bloodthirsty smile curled his lips: "Let's see where you can run this time!"

Leng Xiu, Fen Cheng, and Ji Ying's eyes flashed with killing intent as they simultaneously rushed towards the woman in the green dress—

But the next instant, a burst of excited, shrill laughter echoed from the horizon, "Burning City, ho ho ho~ Long time no see!"

Boom!! The enormous Shi Qi, wielding a huge shark-saw blade, landed with his sharp teeth bared, creating a shallow crater, and blocked the way for the three apostles.

On the horizon, a bald woman dressed in an ancient monk's robe raised her hands and chanted, as the oppressive aura of the Dark Sage descended upon this realm, causing the heavens and earth to hum.

Behind them, the woman in the green dress, hidden in the smoke and dust, quietly disappeared from the spot.

The Burning Angel Disciple and the Lion-Riding Youth discovered that although Red Moon and Moro had escaped, the war in Black Moon City was not yet over.

The Burning Heaven Cult has been designated as a heretical sect by the Empire and has always been a target of the Holy Ministry and the Apocalypse.

The identity of the young man from the Lion Royal Palace was also kept very secret. He belonged to a faction called "Old Earth," and he couldn't be caught by the imperial authorities.

"boom!!!"

Another roar, and it was Mi Liu who first attacked Leng Xiu. Leng Xiu had his arm severed and fled frantically, cursing.

The Six Sages fought the Burning Angels alone, while the Seven Sages and Jin Yangtian led the Holy Army to attack the Lion Guard.

Before long, the Black Moon Knights, having realized what was happening, also joined the battle.

Chaos reignites in the city. At the Tower of Babel, An Xingjia and his wife stand before the tower's gate, gazing at the chaos in the distance.

"I've really seen something new today."

An Xingjia, with dark circles under his eyes, chuckled softly, "That old bastard Moro, at first he confidently assured me that there would be no problem."

"Now look what's happened, they were scared away by that Spade Man. Damn it." An Xingjia cursed under his breath, "This guy dared to run away before we even got any information about the Fourth Flame?"

The silicone girl tilted her head, her gelatinous face showing little expression, and said haltingly, "But we didn't help him either."

An Xingjia was taken aback, then rubbed the back of his head. Oh, now that you mention it, it seems so.

The only time the Golden Finch tribe made a move was to capture Xia Feng, and they failed.
After seeing the Spade Man appear, and even more so when he summoned a mysterious god, An Xingjia dared not get involved.

"How about we retreat and go home?" the girl asked.

"It's not time to go home yet."

An Xingjia shook his head, looked up at the blood moon that had reappeared after the dark clouds dispersed, and narrowed his lazy eyes slightly. "I have a feeling that the matter of the Black Moon General Court will not end so easily."

"Let's find a place to stay in the city first and observe how things develop."

Tower of Babel.

Jiang Qiu'e emerged from Tower 601, staggered forward, and three streaks of light floated out from her green dress, transforming into human figures. Xia Feng helped the exhausted woman in the green dress.

"well enough?"

Jiang Qiu'e's pale face swayed, her voice low and hoarse: "I overused the Immortal Words, and my spiritual power is completely exhausted."

"Blood"

“I need your blood.” Jiang Qiu’e struggled to cling to Xia Feng’s shoulders, her delicate nose slowly sliding up to his prominent Adam’s apple. Smelling the sweet fragrance, her ethereal eyes narrowed slightly, her pale lips parted slightly, as if she were about to bite through his skin.

Fresh dragon blood can heal her injuries and replenish any energy; the higher her rank, the better the effect.

But the next moment, her hair was suddenly pulled, and she hissed in pain as she tilted her swan-like neck back. The silver-haired woman's small face came close to her cheek and said in a low voice, "You're lacking mental energy, aren't you? I'll replenish it for you."

Without waiting for Jiang Qiu'e to refuse, Mu Qingtong grabbed her chin with one hand and lifted it high, while pulling out Jiang Qiu'e's tongue with the other. As Jiang Qiu'e widened her beautiful eyes and tried to struggle with her hands, Mu Qingtong quickly drew spiritual patterns on her tongue.

The most efficient way to transmit spiritual energy is through 'lip contact', but Mu Qingtong was unwilling to have such intimate contact with this woman, so she had no choice but to carve patterns on her tongue instead.

The spiritual energy surged from her slender fingers, which were making a peace sign, entered her tongue, and traveled all the way to the depths of Jiang Qiu'e's spiritual essence.

Jiang Qiu'e's clear, beautiful eyes widened again, and her elegant, ethereal face inexplicably became frighteningly hot.

"No! I won't pee like this~" she mumbled angrily, raising her hands to struggle, but Xia Feng forcibly held her hands down.

Xia Feng held her slender waist, and seeing her arching back, looking humiliated by Miss Mu's deliberate torment, he smiled with amusement.

"You're lacking in mental energy, aren't you? Miss Mu has plenty. Why are you refusing?"

Jiang Qiu'e: "Xia Feng!—"

Mu Qingtong frowned and forcefully pulled Jiang Qiu'e's tongue, "Be quiet, talking will increase the loss of mental energy transmission."

Jiang Qiu'e gasped for breath and couldn't speak, forced to tilt her neck back even further: "!!!"

(End of this chapter)