With the nourishment of the Star Essence Tree and Hecate's continuous transformation of fantasy power, the degree of restoration of the underworld has reached 5%.
The fog inside dissipated a little, but not significantly.
The only dangerous thing that happened during this year was when she was transforming her fantasy power and she seemed to see a Primordial Evil God passing by the edge of the Netherworld from afar.
The huge body and the familiar feeling of oppression made Hecate make a prompt decision and quickly leave the underworld with the Star Essence Tree. After confirming through the Future Star that the other party had left and there was no subsequent danger, she continued to return to transform the power of fantasy.
Apart from that, she didn't gain anything in this year. Most of the time, the gifts from fate were either garbage or gifts for chain repair.
There is not a single extra piece of equipment or magic.
However, Hecate did not have much demand for these things, so it was normal that they came in small quantities. After all, the Destiny Code said that this talent would be affected by her thoughts.
After Hecate completed today's daily tasks, he entered the era of fantasy.
After coming in here, she asked about the stars and found that no part of the house was damaged this time. Then she asked about the location of Black Vandas with some curiosity.
Having obtained her position, Hecate walked across.
Here, holding the power of fantasy, one can really shrink the distance. Just by walking a few steps, the surrounding scenery will turn into an endless starry sky.
Looking at this huge starry sky, one will realize how huge the Fantasy Age is. Hecate also admires Vandas very much. Her authority is so powerful.
Hecate turned her gaze from the stars to her feet.
The black Vandas was floating there boredly, like a salted fish.
Hecate: "What's wrong? I didn't see you destroying the house when I came in today. Are you in low spirits? Or did you not eat well?"
Black Vandas said expressionlessly: "Go away."
Hecate smiled and said, "You don't want to be a witch of destruction anymore? Don't you want to continue trying to evolve the power of fantasy into the power of destruction like Golden Vandas?"
That’s right, Golden Vandas wants to evolve power into creation, while Black Vandas wants to destroy.
Compared to Golden Vandas's wish to recreate the entire primordial era, Black Vandas wants to seek revenge on the Witch of the End, or to be more precise, the Matrix World.
Because the Witch of the End represents the mother world.
Black Vandas: "Humph, she doesn't have any martial arts skills, why do you think I can? Get out, as far away as you can."
Hecate looked at the starry sky and asked what was happening with Black Vandas.
[She is like Golden Vandas, unable to see the possibility of her own authority evolving. In addition, she keeps calling for her body, but it does not wake up. Also, you come here every day to repair the parts she destroyed, and then come back to brush up your faith. Her mentality has collapsed, and she doesn't want to do anything.]
I really want to be a salted fish.
Hecate smiled and said, "How about this, you give me the power of fantasy in your hand, and I will give you a chance to obtain the power of destruction?"
Black Vandas sneered, "You? You still want me to obtain the power of destruction? You weakling, if it weren't for the power of the golden fool, you couldn't even beat me, and you still want to exchange the power of destruction for my power, it's ridiculous. You are just a single-celled witch from the 33rd era, and you dare to say such big words. I think the witches of your era are doomed."
Hecate's smile faltered.
Why is this guy so weak? He is far inferior to the Golden Vandas.
She restrained her expression and constructed an electric chair.
Black Vandas's mocking smile froze in an instant.
The two people's eyes met in the air, Hecate smiled, stretched out his hand and invited: "Come, sit down."
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