Dawn of the Grey Tower

Chapter 169: Under sunrise

The process of putting the cold iron amulet on Qi Li's neck went beyond Hella's imagination. Even after seeing the Net Worm finish her work, the daughter of the tomb subconsciously thought it was just the illusion that she saw because she wanted to succeed too much. It was too easy. During the whole process, neither Qi Li nor Kuila showed any sign of resistance. Of course, this is because Hella does not know the current state of Qi Li. In fact, the latter's situation is not as bad as expected. The memory invasion in Qi Li's mind occurs very slowly, which may also be related to itself. But in any case, when the appearance of Kuila's witch was put on the cold iron amulet, she immediately fainted.

"Bring her back to the house first. Saihe, you go tell the bobcat that you can start extinguishing fires." Hella gave instructions to the people around her. While she had not yet rested, the riot caused by intelligence traffickers continued and even expanded. This was originally a smoke bomb deliberately dropped by the tomb girl, in order to avoid the involvement of other witches as much as possible if she and Kuila were in a state of war. Now that her goal has been achieved, the riot has become unnecessary.

But before the witch left the house, there was another problem that bothered her. That was the three loud noises just now. Hella can be absolutely sure that it is by no means an illusion, so what exactly is it and what does it mean? Hella knows who is most likely to understand the inside story, but the style of the big witch has always been mystic. Many times, only the details of a part of a complete incident will be told to the members of the witch group. And its impact is silent. Now Hella only hopes that the voice has nothing to do with Peg and others who have not returned so far. The recent Frustration Bay is really too chaotic, and big things happen one after another, making people overwhelmed.

In such an atmosphere, the joy of successfully rescuing Qi Li was quickly diluted. When Hella went to the street and was ready to ride a broom to support other witches, she no longer had a smile on her face. And at this time, a large number of voices filled with fear drew her attention. Those voices came from the direction of the beach, and Ehala's understanding of the residents of Frustration Bay, they would not yell because of some corpses. What can stimulate these sea people must be worse.

Curiosity and anxiety drove Hella ’s plan to temporarily postpone the aid. Anyway, the sailors could not really cause any harm to the members of the witch group, at most, they lost some property. The daughter of the tomb came to the edge of the city along the sound. In front of her was the vast ocean. The slowly rising red sun heralds the beginning of a new day. But soon, Hella noticed that the sunrise was not quite right. Normally, the sunrise on the sea would make the sea level like a straight line. But today, this straight line is concave.

"What's that?" The witch said to herself, she looked at the people around them, and they had the same question as she had. Hella thought for a moment, and decided to take a closer look at the situation at sea. She stepped on the broom, using magic power to fly it, skimming the waves, and flew towards the sea.

The witch's broom is actually not so magical. This kind of transportation that looks like a sign to ordinary people is not so convenient for the witches themselves. The reason is simple. When the witches rode on the broom, they were not actually driving the broom. I mean, they are broomsticks, although they belong to witches, but this does not change the purpose of the original creation of these items is just a tool for cleaning the ground. They are not magic props or magic powers themselves. What really makes the broom carry the witch flying is the special energy field underground in Distraught Bay. This energy field proved to be inextricably linked to the compasses used by the sailors, but no one could tell exactly what the connection was.

What Hella knows is that these brooms can give witches the ability to move fast and fly at low altitudes in a circular area centered around the Witches ’headquarters. At least it should have been. A wave of waves hit the witch's side in the early morning wind, almost wrapping the latter into the sea. This will never happen in normal times, but now Hella clearly feels that no matter the speed or the altitude of the flight, the performance of the broom has decreased.

This forced her to control the direction while avoiding the waves rushing towards her one by one. Fortunately, driving the broom has always been the training that the Witch of the Frustration Bay has received since childhood. It is said that this training comes from the ancient tradition of the witch, whose history can be traced back to this world. The witches have not scattered all parties. The era of communication. It is said that in that era, every time on the last day of the fifth month of the year, all witches in the world rode their brooms to the place where they first came to this world, a mountain whose name had been lost in time, where , They exchange magic with each other, exchange items, indulge in the pleasure brought by the dark sacrifice. Their carnival will keep the mountain shrouded in darkness all night long, making it impossible for creatures without magic to enter. It was not until seven days later, when the night had gone, that the witches would return to their places of residence, waiting for the coming year.

For Hella, who was born in the Bay of Distress ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ and has never been in contact with the Witch Group, the history of the Witch Carnival Night is more like a bedtime story. She couldn't imagine what kind of scene it would mean. But what she knows is that the broom is a ticket for the witch rally. In that ancient era, being able to ride on the broom to the rally on your own was a symbol of a witch's adulthood. This tradition was preserved by the Big Witch. However, the brooms driven by Hella are far away from ancient times in terms of flight principle and function.

The memories ended in a tumult. Hella finally reached the edge of the depression she saw when she was on the shore. The reason is the edge, because when she saw it, she understood how big the depression was. It felt like a hole in the bottom of the sea. A large amount of seawater spiraled down into a space she didn't know, and the effect was a huge vortex with a volume almost comparable to that of the whole heartless bay!

"The soup pot is up, what the **** is going on." Hella stared blankly at the horrible sight in front of her, which was completely beyond her cognition. Just when she was stunned, a light hit her eyes, not the sunlight, but the light reflected from the mirror. Hella subconsciously covered her eyes with her hands, and then looked at the light source. She noticed that on the edge of the vortex, there were a few black spots struggling in the sea water.

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