Chapter 617: From All Despair and Chaos



Boiling white smoke suddenly rose up, and the two sides reacted violently the moment they met. The flashing air waves expanded wantonly in the underground space, making people feel as if they were walking out of an extremely humid and stuffy room, and every breath would make the lungs feel as if burning.

Many mages in the square fell down.

In response, a Magic Sequence 9 being stretched out his hand, and an extremely large silver clock face covered the square, acting like a barrier to block out the dangerous environment outside.

After the filthy rain python temporarily suppressed the field of fire, the black vortex in the sky slowly expanded under the guidance of the black and white witches, and even a distorted figure could be seen faintly emerging from it.

"Go stop them, Keti, don't worry about me."

Standing in this crimson world of flames, Loran Hill seemed not to feel the heat, but instead had a comfortable feeling. She looked at the back of the figure with long flaming hair in front of her and said so.

"But, Lorraine..."

The pair of eyes with thousands of overlapping red pupils turned around and looked at the girl behind her, with hesitation and uneasiness in her eyes, as if in her heart, the safety of the person beside her was more important than anything else.

"Okay, now is not the time to be willful, Keti, hurry up and go. It will be bad if you are late."

Although there was still a fierce battle going on outside, Loran Hill continued to speak like this. She looked at her powerful partner with clear and serious eyes.

"Okay." Seeing Loran Hill's determination, Keti agreed. She hugged the companion who usually took care of her, and then her body dispersed like a stream of flame.

With the combined intervention of the three Sequence 9 Transcendents, the rainstorm in the underground world grew increasingly fierce and colder. The dozens of previously dancing, turbid pythons gradually solidified into a viscous, half-ice, half-water state, and a wall of turbid black ice also began to form.

Supplemented by countless turbid currents, this wall of black ice sealed the previous flame field in a corner, and it was stacked layer by layer, constantly increasing in thickness.

When the wall became so dense that the flames within were no longer visible, the Sequence 9s breathed a sigh of relief. They only needed to hold out for a dozen more seconds. Once the vortex of chaos opened, everything would be settled.

Just as they were about to let go of their uneasiness, the thick wall of black ice suddenly cracked, and streams of crimson flames rained down from the sky, burning everything they encountered, whether metal, rock, or liquid. These flames moved like living creatures, swimming and chasing after their targets, devouring them and transforming them into intense light and heat.

A small number of mages in the square were caught by these flames. Even those at Sequence 8 would struggle and die in despair, helpless.

"Damn it, is this a witch?" A Magic Sequence 9 was very unwilling. He stretched out his hand again, and silver clocks emerged one by one from the atmosphere behind him, as if trying to stop the spread of the flames in this space.

Then, before he could fully unfold himself, a burst of crimson flame particles came straight at him and passed through his body.

Time seemed to stand still and blur. After several seconds, the Sequence 9's body suddenly cracked apart, transforming into dissipating gray-black embers.

Widulu stared nervously at the flames that flowed like the wind, with beads of sweat streaming down his forehead. The water flow compressed to the extreme surrounded his body, and thick and dull mist enveloped the area of ​​several thousand meters around his body, acting as a barrier to block and slow down.

But even so, he still felt a sense of panic and uneasiness. This feeling was something he hadn't experienced in the almost two hundred years since he became a Sequence 9.

But at this moment, he truly sensed the weight of the legend. As an extremely terrifying witch among witches, the Fire Witch had left a gruesome reputation in history. The number of Sequence 9s killed by her was probably over ten now.

Elsewhere on the battlefield, Loran Hill struggled to resist the oncoming turbid torrent. Without the protection of Keti's flame field, she was forced to face this turbulent onslaught alone, like a small boat that could capsize at any moment.

Fortunately, in this dark world, there would always be a surge of flames flying in from time to time to help her resist the hideous and filthy giant python.

Katie still hasn't given her all to the battle. Loran Hill thought so, and the hairpin by her ear was pinched in her palm, slowly blooming with brilliance.

The unstable environment, deep underground in the abyss, took her a long time to gradually sense the existence of the star world.

The figure gradually rose, like an illusory object, vague and dim, with eyes full of twinkling stars.

As Loran Hill slowly rose, several Sequence 9 Transcendents in the distant square also sensed this sudden presence. The figure that gradually broke free from the constraints of the world and space, breaking through layers of obstacles and rising up, immediately attracted the attention of everyone present.

"The Star Witch of Clancy, Loranhill." They slowly said the name, and saw a star rising in the dark underground space.

"Stop, witch of starlight." Two figures, one black and one white, reappeared in the air. They were the two witches who had opened the vortex of chaos. As they spoke, the entire space seemed to be swept by invisible waves, stagnating for a moment. Then, chains stretched out from the void, weaving back and forth, tightly binding the rising star.

The starlight flickered, the chains tightened, and the crackling sounds continued to echo in the space.

"Stop, this is a closed door." said the witch in white.

"Bind them, these are forbidden chains." The witch in black concluded.

As the two witches exerted their full power, the starlight gradually dimmed, and Loran Hill's figure appeared in the air again, turning from illusion into substance again.

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