Even though there was an infinite distance between them, at this moment, he still felt a huge wave coming towards him.

Faint and vast, like a tide, rising up on the other side of the world.

The world is still the same as before, but it is safer than before.

At this time, as long as there is a spellcaster in the world above the fourth level of truth, they can feel that powerful and violent fluctuation, the breath that seems to have changed the wizarding world.

"This is..." Morin looked in that direction, his face dazed and puzzled.

"This is the breath of the abyss. The demons are about to invade the wizard world."

Usdima said, shaking his head as he spoke.

"Ancient wizard, I haven't seen you for a long time since the Bloodline Court. I didn't expect that you have already reached the fourth level of truth. A fourth-level ancient wizard? That's amazing." Usdima withdrew his thoughts. He looked at Morin next to him with a half-smile on his face.

"Your Majesty, you..."

Morin was shocked and wanted to say something to Usdima, but after seeing the faint smile on Usdima's face, he knew that there was no need to explain at all.

Usdima is a level six throne holder. When he inherited the origin totem and used the teleportation magic circle detected by the Silver Soul Warlocks to teleport to the Arctic Sea, Usdima and Calfino must have discovered him and remembered his aura.

"I had some luck, so I was able to successfully get promoted later." Morin smiled and said to Usdima.

"The light is above, and God is protecting you."

Usdima made a prayer gesture to Morin with a gentle smile on his face.

At this moment, a slight wave appeared in the air, and a figure like a phantom condensed in mid-air. She was wearing an evening dress, had a delicate face, and a somewhat lazy temperament, like a cat.

"Your Majesty." Ms. Cat called softly and bowed to Usdima in front of her.

“It’s you.”

Usdima was a little surprised and said, "I didn't expect you to come here. So, it seems that everything in Tratel City should be back to normal now."

"With Ms. Vanlin here, there won't be much trouble in the city of Tratel." Ms. Cat smiled and said so.

"Ms. Vanerlin... well, I haven't seen her for a long time. She must have been staying in Tratel." Usdima was stunned when he heard Vanerlin's name. An unusual look appeared on his face. He looked at Ms. Cat and said, "Tratel is now almost stable. Let Vanerlin calm down and choose her future path carefully. I hope that in the future, there will be a third throne in our wizard world."

"Of course." Ms. Cat narrowed her eyes slightly, looking a little happy.

She moved her body and suddenly came to Maureen who was standing next to her.

"Molin, wow, little Morin." Ms. Cat looked at Morin with a surprised expression on her face. She said, "You have become a fourth-level world spellcaster. That's amazing. So, when will you go back to Tratel City to take a look? Sophie has grown up now, and she misses you very much."

"By the way, Sophie's progress is also very fast. She is now a third-level first-stage wizard."

Morin felt a little uncomfortable and a little scared when being stared at by the cat lady. He nodded quickly and said, "I will go. I will definitely visit Tratel City if I have the chance."

Ms. Cat chatted with Morin for a few more words, and then, as if she had thought of something, she turned her head and looked at Usdima next to her, saying, "Your Majesty, the breath of the abyss is coming. It won't be long before the abyss demons will officially begin to invade the wizard world. This is entirely due to the people in Black Purple City, but Senma..."

"Senmah is my friend. I know what happened to her. She is completely innocent and deservedly hurt by those people." Ms. Cat took a deep breath, looked at Usdima, and said very seriously.

"Don't worry, most of the people who deserved to die have died. There is no need to settle accounts."

Usdima shook his head slightly.

Then he seemed to have thought of something and said, "And, hey..."

He looked in a certain direction, shook his head, and said nothing, but his voice was filled with deep sighs.

…………

Tick-tick.

Tick-tick-tick.

The sound of footsteps continued as priests rushed into the hall.

They were already late when they arrived. They had already discovered this when they came. After all, the column of light that shot up into the sky was so dazzling that they saw it clearly, not to mention that the meaning of the light contained in it was so familiar.

The hall was in a mess, with wailing wizards and sorcerers everywhere, collapsed walls, and rubble scattered all over the ground.

Mary walked slowly in the hall, with no expression on her face.

Suddenly, as if she sensed something, her expression froze, she raised her head and looked suddenly in a certain direction.

There were two people lying on the ground there, one of them was old Byron, but old Byron had died long ago now, and when the other person saw her, Mary's body suddenly shook, and her heart was filled with an indescribable strange feeling.

"You, you..." Mary walked slowly forward.

"Mary, Mary, my child, my child..."

Senma's body on the ground suddenly trembled, she screamed, then opened her bloodshot eyes and slowly looked forward.

After looking at Senma, Mary's body suddenly shook, and she was instantly filled with an indescribable feeling.

Mother!

This is her mother.

A vampire.

Such a thought suddenly came to Mary's mind. She looked at Senma, dazed and completely dumbfounded.

Her body swayed, and she walked forward unconsciously and came to Senma's side.

"Mary, Mary, my child, my child..." Senma laughed, and there was an unconcealable joy in her smile.

"Mary, are you okay out there? It's been so many years, so many years."

Senma's voice came over, filled with an indescribable deep anxiety and worry, saying: "Why are you wearing the robes of the Eternal Holy Light priest? Were you captured by the people of the Eternal Holy Light? Did they embarrass you? Are you okay, my child, Mary, Mary..."

Senma's voice was hurried and disorganized, but there was a deep worry that could not be concealed in it.

"I...I am now the red priest of the Eternal Holy Light."

Mary was so confused that it took a long time for her to speak.

"Eternal Holy Light, Red Priest, Eternal Holy Light, Red Priest..." Senma kept talking. After a long time, she burst into laughter and said, "Okay, it's good to join the Eternal Holy Light. As long as you are okay, Mary, it's good."

Mary didn't know what to say, she just nodded subconsciously.

Senma's mouth moved, she seemed to smile, and said: "Mary, thank you Mary, thank you for your forgiveness, thank you for your forgiveness."

"I have four children in total, you and your three sisters. I originally wanted to send you all away, but Angolo reacted too quickly, so I had no choice but to send you away."

.

"Mary, you've been alone outside these years. Thank you for your hard work. Thank you for your hard work..."

"The lives of the four of you sisters are not very good, not very good..."

"Mother is sorry for you."

"Please forgive your mother, my child, please forgive me..."

"Forgive me, my child."

"Mary..."

Senma pulled at Mary's red priest robe and kept talking. Her voice became lower and lower, until it seemed as if she could not be heard at all.

Mary's body was shaking. She squatted down and looked at Senma, who was almost out of breath and could die at any time. She felt a tearing pain in her heart.

Senma.

Senma...

What's in front of me is a vampire.

But Mary still reached out and slowly stroked Senma's cheek.

Her palms were stained with Mori Marie's blood and tears.

"Mary, Mary..." Senma's voice seemed to have disappeared.

Mary's heart trembled and her body shook again and again. She held Senma in her arms, her face blank. Her mouth opened and she let out a silent scream.

Senma's blood and tears kept dripping onto the Sword of Judgment on Mary's waist. Buzzing, the Sword of Judgment began to tremble, and a glimmer of light rose up little by little. Finally, the glimmer became brighter and brighter, and turned into a blazing white light, illuminating everything in Mary.

The ruling is that Mary doesn't need to pull it out herself, it will open by itself.

Mary had a dazed look on her face, with a painful and confused smile. One of her hands fell on the Judgment, and the other hand was tightly holding Senma, who was already dead and turned into a gray stone sculpture.

"Hu~~" Mary exhaled softly, as if she was in some pain, and hugged Senma very tightly.