Miss Witch, please don't leave your fragrance everywhere

"Magic Secret Society..."

Oberon once heard the witch mention that in the human world, there was a group of magicians who would gather together, hide their true identities, and work together for a common goal.

"What is your purpose?"

The Elf King questioned the human elder, saying that the emergence of the Magic Secret Society was definitely not a good sign, as it meant there was a careful and detailed plan behind it. Oberon believed that they went to so much trouble and it was impossible that they did it just to play a bad joke on the elves.

The old human smiled meaningfully. Everything was going as planned... Although the witch's disruption was not in the most perfect concept, it was nothing more than a jump from Plan A to Plan B. After all, there was a witch on Albion Island itself, so it was normal to take the witch into consideration.

"Bishop Parmenides?"

Suddenly, a surprised voice froze the old man's smile. He lowered his head and saw a girl dressed as a nun with a confused look on her face.

"Bishop Parmenides, it is you. Thank God for letting us meet in a foreign land. But why are you here? Haven't you been staying indoors for a long time to study the true teachings of God?"

"……………………"

The old man... or rather, the human magician named Parmenides remained silent. He regretted that he was careless for a moment and did not choose to disguise himself.

Judging from the way that girl is dressed, she might be a nun in the church.

Parmenides had no impression of Sister Alice, as he was already past the age where he would remember girls because of their beauty. But it was certain that Sister Alice had seen Parmenides before, probably at a preaching session or worship service.

"Miss Sister, do you know this person?"

Angelica asked, she had no impression of the name Parmenides. Sister Alice called him Bishop, and he seemed to be a magician with a high status in the human territory.

Sister Alice nodded excitedly. She didn't think Parmenides was a bad person.

"Parmenides is the Bishop of Lei..."

Before Sister Alice could finish her words, she screamed and took several steps back.

Heat wave.

The air was filled with heat waves that were enough to burn the skin. Vampires were very sensitive to temperatures. Although Sister Alice would not turn into ashes if she saw the sun, she was still somewhat resistant to high temperatures.

The source of everything was Gwenhwyfar. Her body floated strangely in the air, which was definitely not a manifestation of levitation magic.

Magic power was activated.

Angelica didn't know what Gwenhevere had done. From Parmenides' words, she inferred that Gwenhevere had used some kind of potion. Angelica didn't see Gwenhevere taking the potion. She remembered that the Assassins would hide the poison in their mouths in advance, and if the assassination failed, they would bite it immediately to avoid being caught alive and revealing the secret. Gwenhevere undoubtedly used the same method.

"Auberon, it looks like you'll be busy from now on."

"Well……"

Oberon naturally knew the meaning behind Angelica's words.

After the incident was over, Albion Island was busy preparing for the funeral. Angelica saved the lives of many high elves, but Gwenhever was not a kind elf.

369 The Immortal Witch

Since her birth, Gwenhwyfar has been certain of one thing.

She is different.

Even among the noble High Elves, Gwenhuaifar was the most special one. He had an innate affinity for magic, and at a relatively young age among the High Elves, he had reached the Sequence One that countless magicians dreamed of, and was honored with the position of High Priest.

This arrogance is justified and this superiority is unquestionable.

However, it also means that Gwenhwyfar is like a delicate flower in a greenhouse. Not to mention the wind and rain, even the breeze and drizzle can damage her fragile roots.

Because Gwenhwyfar had always been the one at the top, she promoted and believed in a system that solidified the distinction between high and low, all out of her certainty that she would definitely stand at the top of the pyramid.

But what if she is no longer the one on top?

An emperor is an emperor all his life, a businessman is a businessman all his life, and a farmer is a farmer all his life. According to the ideal world described by Gwenhwifa, this is also the case for human beings, and Gwenhwifa himself must be in the position of an emperor.

Gwenhwyfar would not accept anyone being above her, but if anything, she could accept gods being above her.

It couldn't be a witch.

A strange voice began to echo in Sister Alice's mind. She suddenly felt a splitting headache. Everything around her had nothing to do with Sister Alice. Only a certain voice was left to persuade her.

I couldn't hear the specific words, but I could clearly feel the will of that voice.

accept.

accept.

It's almost instinctive to want to submit to it, just like you would have an instinctive reaction to someone calling your name. It's completely natural.

However, Sister Alice vaguely felt something strange. It was not the holy voice of God or angels.

"Lady Alice!"

"Eh?!"

Sister Alice woke up from her daze, and Anna came to her side without her knowing, and protected her behind her with a magic barrier.

"Glad to see that Lady Alice is safe and sound."

"What happened? What happened to me?"

Sister Alice shook her head; the strange voice had completely disappeared.

"The high priest seems to have taken a special potion that caused Sequence 1 magic to go out of control... Originally, the compulsion of the sovereign's authority could be resisted by the magic resistance of the magicians, but now it is almost completely compulsory."

"Does this mean that the scope of her magic control has expanded again?"

Sister Alice finally understood what the voice just now meant. Gwen Hwaifa tried to make Sister Alice her subordinate and provide her with continuous support. If it weren't for Sister Alice's devout belief in God that prompted her to question, Anna's arrival would probably be useless.

"Not only that, the high priest's magic control range is no longer limited to living beings... This is what the master told Anna."

Angelica believes that Gwenhever can control everything within a certain range within a short period of time. People believe that the world was carefully created and built by gods, and now Gwenhever has reached a realm of creation and control close to that of gods.

"——Turn into dust!"

Gwenhevere raised her right hand. She no longer needed the assistance of a wand. The magic in the atmosphere was like a part of Gwenhevere's body. She even felt that she had become one with the world.

Needless to say, crushing a witch is no different from crushing a bug.

Cracks appeared in the space, and Gwen Huaifa controlled all the magic power to bombard Angelica. It would be useless to just destroy Angelica's body, and the witch's existence must be completely eliminated.

Never had it tasted so good.

Gwenhuaifa could sense the direction of everything around her. She glanced at a piece of rubble, and the rubble disappeared in an instant. Then, with a thought from Gwenhuaifa, the rubble was back to normal.

Now Gwenhwyfar controls everything, literally.

Be it the land or the sky, all things are at the disposal of Gwenhwifa. The capricious creator treated the sky and the earth as a painting, and playfully mixed them together like a child. From the perspective of an observer, this was undoubtedly an unheard-of vision.

Magic power constantly repeats destruction and resurrection. Gwenhivefa is purifying the world. She wants to completely wipe out Angelica.

"……………………"

The witch's body had been destroyed, and even her soul had been torn to pieces by Gwenhwifa.

But there was no smile on Gwenhuaifa's face... Her perception had been raised to the limit, and she would not miss any subtle changes.

She could sense that the witch still existed.

It's like a nasty stain that won't come off no matter how hard you try.

"Disappear!!!"

Gwenhevere roared almost out of control, and the scenery around her was completely shattered. She no longer cared about what would happen to the island of Albion that she would rule in the future. There was only one thing Gwenhevere wanted to do now, and that was to make Angelica disappear from this world forever. She could not allow anyone to stand at a higher place than her.

In accordance with Gwenhwyfar's wishes, everything around her was shattered and destroyed by the magic of the Sovereign, and the surroundings fell into darkness, becoming a completely empty world.

Gwenhuaifa annihilated everything under his control, leaving not even the air, but that didn't matter, as Gwenhuaifa now didn't need any external forces to survive.

There is nothing left, nothing at all.

Yet the nasty feeling remained.

The witch...hasn't been destroyed yet...?

A strange feeling instantly crept up Gwenhuaifa's spine. She couldn't tell whether it was disgust or fear, but this feeling that she didn't like was not unfamiliar, because just a few minutes ago, Gwenhuaifa had just experienced it herself.

It only took Angelica one round to knock her down.

Angelica smashed Gwenhwyfar's arrogance and dignity, as well as her philosophy and way of survival, to pieces. It would not be an exaggeration to say that she threw them to the ground and stepped on them hard.

"——Have you ever paid attention to what the scenery is like outside the sky?"

There was no medium to transmit the sound, so it resounded directly in Gwenhwyfer's consciousness.

"The stars in the sky are not illusions, but real, distant planets, just like where we live. However, most of them are dead stars without life. The area that contains these stars is called the universe."

"..."

"It's incredible, isn't it? The place we live in is so tiny. But even in such an insignificant place, extraordinary powers can be born. For example, Beyonders who can only be wiped out if they reach a level that can affect the universe... At this level, there is no way to completely kill me, you know?"

The witch reappeared in the world of nothingness, just as always.

370 Witch and Potion

"My mental state was not as heartless as it is now, because it takes too long to reach eternity, and I have hardly experienced the taste of approaching death."

Socrates once told Angelica that he once thought he could not reach the realm of extraordinary beings. Just like his appearance, Socrates finally touched the true secret of magic in his later years. But before he really succeeded, Socrates was accompanied by only anxiety and fear. No matter how brilliant his magic talent was, without true immortality, Socrates was just a mortal human being.

Perhaps it was because of his previous near-death experience that Socrates had a unique understanding after becoming a Beyonder. He did not choose to retreat from the world like Angelica, but instead formed the magic secret society Ouroboros to pursue a deeper level of pursuit.

People tend to not cherish the things they get too easily, and this has been the case since ancient times.

"So, after going through some things, I began to get tired of this body that would never face true death, so I tried to commit suicide and try to make myself sleep forever... Well, the final result was disappointing. I tried my best, but I couldn't end my life. No matter whether I used Sequence One magic or researched new inherent magic, it was useless. Even if I destroyed this planet, I still couldn't face true death."

However, Angelica felt that if someone could destroy the universe, she would be dead anyway. Although Angelica herself did not understand the real principle of her immortality, referring to the animal world, the shells of insects are for protection, but when facing humans, they still have only the fate of being broken. As long as the firepower is high enough, she should still be able to die, probably.

"What you are doing now is far different from the self-destructive me back then, right?"

Angelica simply and clearly rejected Gwenhwyfer's attempts, so people in the world always have a resistance to witches. After all, people who linger forever are really a big trouble.

Gwenhwifa opened her mouth but could not utter a word. She suddenly realized that she should have been able to communicate directly through magic through consciousness like Angelica. Even if the magic power of this vacuum world was shattered by Gwenhwifa, she should have been able to do it.

Can't do it.

The indescribable feeling from before disappeared. Gwen Hwaifa pressed her chest and gradually felt uncomfortable... There was a subtle symptom similar to hypoxia.

"By the way, are you curious about the ingredients of the potion that person gave you?"

"……………………"

Gwenhwifa wouldn't care about these insignificant details, but as her body began to show abnormalities, an uneasy premonition gradually emerged.

"My guess is that it should contain materials such as Gorgon blood, dragon heart, magic crystal powder ground by alchemy, and St. John's wort. The preparation of a potion is like preparing a sumptuous meal, which must include a signature main dish. The main ingredient of the potion prepared for you is Gorgon blood... Having lived on the Elf Island for a long time, you don't know much about creatures like Gorgons, right?"

Gwenhwyfar naturally didn't care about the creatures outside Albion. In her eyes, Albion was the center of the world, just as people living in the royal capital never cared about what life was like in the border areas.

"Gorgon is a monster that lives in the dense forests of the south. It is a mutant of a snake demon. It has a high level of intelligence and is good at using magic. It is considered one of the monsters that is least suitable for adventurers to defeat alone. Gorgon's blood is rich in magic power. Under normal circumstances, it is only extremely poisonous. However, under certain conditions, the blood of Gorgon can heal wounds. It is a common tool in refining high-level potions. Using Gorgon's blood as the base of the potion, supplemented with some specific materials... I think I can make a potion that overdrafts vitality."

Overdraft, vitality... ?

"Overdrawing all future magic power in one go, so as to allow one's own magic to surpass the limit. But from the perspective of a magician, this is not a good deal, because the overdrawn vitality will be consumed more and more depending on the magic sequence used. If you use sequence 1 magic... it won't be long before your body and soul are overloaded. In short, it is tantamount to suicide."

"—?!"

The words that Angelica conveyed were like the sentence of the god of death. Gwenhuaifa felt a sharp pain in his chest, as if his internal organs were being crushed, and even blood began to seep out of his seven orifices.

Angelica's judgment was correct. The potion that Gwen had taken was a complete failure in normal terms. As long as she used medium-sequence magic, the effect obtained by overdrawing her vitality would be a complete loss. Gwen's reckless use of sequence one magic would ultimately cost her her own life.

Unlike the previous confrontation, if Gwenhevere was angry because Angelica defeated her easily in just one round, and felt that the witch had trampled on the dignity of his existence, then now Gwenhevere was defeated completely.

Angelica didn't even attack Gwenhyfa this time.

She allowed Gwenhever to attack her, and then Gwenhever destroyed herself due to the backlash of the potion.

From the moment Gwenhwyfar wished to kill the witch, she was destined not to get the result she wanted.

However, it would not be accurate to say that Angelica did not use magic.

Angelica clapped her hands, but no sound came out. However, the empty world responded to Angelica. The outer layer gradually peeled off, revealing its true appearance like peeling off the tin foil wrapping a candy.

The blue sea.

At some point, Angelica and Gwenhwyfar arrived at the sea.

The Island of Albion is located in the distance, and the figures of the Elf King and the High Elves can be vaguely seen.