In the city that had just awakened from its frozen slumber, millions of people on earth looked at the magnificent spectacle in the sky in amazement and shock.
Layer upon layer of books are piled up into a tall tower, like a stairway leading directly to heaven. The Witch of Books at the top of the tower seems so distant and unattainable.
Beneath him, the two heroes Canghong and Shengbai stood on either side, and below them were one extraordinary hero after another. They were the courage and wisdom of mankind in history, and they left deep traces on this world. Even today, the systems, customs, and knowledge of many countries are still engraved with their traces, with far-reaching influence.
About a thousand years ago, Si Ye, who had just become a witch, was still a junior in the eyes of many witches. After Dorothy left Emenas, he took over the almost abolished Tower Academy. Because a large number of wizards and teachers followed the witch away, Si Ye had to train new teachers and talents.
It was also from then on that her influence gradually expanded. Perhaps many students did not know much about this witch, but the shadow of the Witch of Books could be seen in the extraordinary factions they belonged to for several generations.
As the conflict between the Verdant Empire and the Land of Oz intensified, the conflict between the new and old witch factions became increasingly fierce, until the Final Battle of Oz.
The sky battleship, entrusted with great hope, crashed, the space-time witch Dorothy passed away, and the former witch faction suffered a heavy blow. However, the countries founded by Si Ye's two students became the two most powerful countries in the Western Continent, and their influence spread throughout the Western Continent.
The blue moon in the east and the misty wind in the west.
The Western Continent was thus divided into two, and hundreds of years of competition and fighting began.
Looking back on the past, we will find that the current situation is very similar to history. The newly born witches are changing the world's pattern, challenging the dominant witch faction and opening up a new era.
Inside the magnificent Tower of Books, as the chanting of incantations continued, layer after layer of pale golden light fell, covering the phantoms of the heroes, and then swooped down to begin the battle with the witches transformed by those phantoms.
Golden and smoky figures intertwined in the Tower of Books, lightning flashed, purple flames boiled, and the battle entered its most intense state from the very beginning.
Limited by the Tower of Books' suppression of wind and atmospheric power, Loran Hill clasped his hands together, and an extraordinary weapon slowly condensed from the void and then gathered into a solid entity.
The body is made of holy white branches, the patterns are gilded flowers and leaves, and the blade is made of light green condensed crystals. When this special holy spear emerges, it seems as if there are holy songs being chanted and wisps of air are surrounding its body.
This was the first time that Loran Hill combined his own power with the crown fragments to create a weapon of his own.
[Nymph Wind - Seven Kingfishers]: Legend has it that after the death of seven nymphs, Amphitrite, Queen of the Sea, took pity on them and transformed them into seven kingfishers. They sing of their sorrow and vows, determined to seek revenge on the most powerful hero in legend. Using this relic unleashes seven different powers corresponding to the seven kingfishers.
When the spear appeared, the atmosphere in the sky trembled, and the power of wind that had been suppressed by the tower loosened. The air flow once again flowed and swirled in the tower, carrying up the pages of the book.
After using the holy object to get rid of some of the suppression, Loran Hill rushed forward, and at some point, the emerald butterfly wings behind him spread out again, like those of a mythical fairy. They were transparent and changeable. The moment they flapped their wings, dozens of afterimages were separated in the air, instantly killing the phantoms of the heroes condensed in the tower.
Looking at the golden figure with fluttering wings in the tower below, which kept rising like a flash of light, countless overlapping symbols appeared in Si Ye's pupils, and the scroll in the tower turned again.
At this moment, a familiar voice sounded beside her.
"Don't deal with little Loran for now. I'll take her away for a while. You deal with Tidais first." Chris's figure appeared beside Si Ye, looking at Loran Hill, whose wings were constantly flapping and flashing, with burning eyes.
After she finished speaking, there was a flash of silver light, and the witch disappeared beside Si Ye again.
Soon, the golden flashes that broke through the layers of the tower slowed down, and the bright gold seemed to be covered with a layer of gray and became heavy.
"Sure enough, the ability of Imitation Huasilin is very restraining to little Roland." Beside the beautiful girl, Chris, wearing a pink and white princess dress, suddenly appeared, holding another witch in her hand.
The snow-white-haired imitation of Huasilin closed her eyes slightly and raised one hand slightly. As she sang softly, Loranhill felt his body becoming calmer and slower.
Seeing that she was about to be besieged by the two witches, Tidaisi below frowned slightly, her body turned into smoke, and disappeared on the spot.
"Okay, we can't stay here for long this time, little Loran~" Chris showed a sly smile, then suddenly appeared and grabbed Loran Hill.
Faced with the sudden attack from Chris, Loran Hill was surprised for a moment, then he casually let the tip of his gun pass, ready to force away the familiar witch.
But the tip of the gun passed through Chris's wrist, leaving only a burst of stone powder. In a flash, she still grabbed Loran Hill's wrist.
Then the three witches fell into the silver mirror together and left the place where the fierce battle took place in the tower.
Titus's figure reappeared. She looked at the empty spot with a gloomy expression, but before she could speak, the golden heroic spirits in the sky suddenly attacked again, killing the thin and lonely phantom witch.
Although she could transform into a phantom, Titus's speed was far inferior to that of Loranhill in the mythical fairy state. Faced with so many heroes, she could only fight and retreat, fighting together with the phantoms of the witches behind her, gradually forming a balance again.
In the deserted wilderness, Chris jumped out of the mirror dragging Loran Hill and the imitation of Huasilin.
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