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In front of the tall black steps of the Witch's Castle, which resembled the Sava Castle, the once granite-clad square had become a mess.

In the dark sky covered with cold fog, a silver-gray vortex door hovered above it. A pair of giant steel palms poked out from within. Standing in the palm of his hand was a mage with silver hair fluttering in the wind, holding a young girl with a pair of ponytails with a painful look on her face, and staring solemnly at the blonde girl below.

The beautiful girl with long blond hair and a crown on her head looked up and smiled wantonly, it was the Calamity Witch who had disrupted the order of the multiverse more than 3,000 years ago. This charismatic woman once gathered her companions and brought an annihilation crisis known as the 'War of Annihilation' to the world of Steeu.

There is no doubt that this is the top existence in the multiverse! With the physical body of Eleni, the Lord of Illusions, one of the three emperors of the Magic Empire, she has undoubtedly inherited most of Eleni's power. Even if the inheritance is broken, it is enough for her to despise countless powerful people in the world.

The wind brought by Wycliffe when he appeared ruffled the ends of the hair of everyone present, and the witch led the powerhouses of the Phantom Forest to look at Charlotte in the air. The fog that envelops the Abyss of Belbo all year round is dispelled by the wind, and the needle-like leaves that are characteristic of the underworld are brought up, filling the atmosphere with a gloomy atmosphere.

For many of the mages in the Forest of Illusions, including Nancy, even though they knew that the end of the confrontation was decided, none of them dared to underestimate the young mage standing on the palm of steel.

The direct bloodline of the Clayderman family, the heir of Icewind Castle, and the reincarnation of Rusen...... These auras were enough to make the young caster look down on the crowd. But even if he throws away that series of dazzling auras, in terms of his identity as a spellcaster alone, he is also a miracle worker who can gain an advantage in the hands of witches!

That's right, if you talk about the last round of the battle, it will undoubtedly be the defeat of the witch!

In the howling wind, the witch clutched the ends of her hair, and the smile on her lips was about to overflow. It is not an emotion of appreciation or affection, but a child's greed when he sees a special toy.

It was precisely because she understood the deep meaning behind that smile that Charlotte felt a chill from the bottom of her heart.

"It's a self-aware divine steel!" said the witch Eleni, smiling, "I can't believe that anyone has made such interesting toys over the years." But Lu Sien, are you going to beat me with this big man's arms?"

That's certainly impossible!

Even the fully formed Wycliffe has more defeats than victories against the Calamity Witch, not to mention the divine steel that only summons a pair of arms in a hurry.

By now, Charlotte's heart has already sprouted the meaning of surrender. Everything that should have been done in the nine-week plan has been done, and judging from the current state of affairs, the witch's killing intent has been reduced to the minimum, but the possessiveness has climbed to the extreme. And that's what Charlotte wants to achieve.

However, before Charlotte could show weakness with a slick attitude, Wycliffe, a stupid big man, was already babbling.

"Charlotte, why did you, why did you get into a fight with the great Highness Sylvia?" Wycliffe tried his best to keep his voice down, but the panic in his deep voice resounded throughout the audience, "Quickly, quickly apologize to your sister!

As soon as the words fell, the original solemn atmosphere in the square was suddenly completely destroyed by him.

Charlotte was covered in black lines by this bastard who couldn't figure out the occasion, not to mention the odds, the mage who was not inferior to people in momentum and force now looked like a stupid funny. Wycliffe's compelling momentum when he first appeared was in stark contrast to the panic that could not be concealed now, leaving the Phantom Forest mages watching the battle confused and crying.

Only the smile of the witch who heard Sylvia's name retracted, and Ruyu's pretty face became indifferent like frost.

"Fool, make it clear, it's not my sister Sylvia!" Charlotte, with black lines, glared back angrily at the Void Vortex, "That's ......"

Before the words fell, Wycliffe's wild laughter came from the void vortex, "Wowhahaha, it turned out to be a Xibei goods!

The Star Iron Giant let out a villainous arrogant laugh, and pinched it towards the witch with a giant palm. The giant palm broke through the atmosphere, squeezing the air in front of it to the sides, and the seemingly slow movement was just an afterimage left by the retina, in fact, the moment it poked out the giant palm, a deafening sound barrier exploded in the atmosphere.

The atmosphere was squeezed into an unbearable wail, and a violent hurricane was set off from both sides of the giant palm, and Charlotte's words were still in her mouth, and when she saw the scene of Wycliffe's arrogant attack, her whole face turned turquoise.

"That's ...... The strength is not weaker than my sister's existence......"

The latter words were as desperate and faint as the wails of small animals before the whistling of the sound barrier. Charlotte saw Wycliffe take the witch standing in place, this megalomaniac who had suffered a big loss in Sylvia's hands, so he left a serious psychological wound, thinking that he could use the spirit of Ah Q to retaliate against the witch who looked like Sylvia, but he didn't know that the other party was a top powerhouse whose strength was not weaker than Sylvia.

And the most damn thing is that Charlotte clearly saw the clear and indifferent killing intent blooming from the witch's dark blue eyes the moment before the witch was pinched into her palm.

"Huh?" Wycliffe let out a startled voice, he had squeezed the woman tightly, but why didn't he feel any foreign object in his palm?

"Rude fanatics. In the huge fist, the witch slowly penetrated the divine steel and suspended in mid-air like a phantom, her voice seemed to come from under the Nine Shadows, and her eyes were like indifferent snakes without a trace of emotion, "How ignorant and ignorant it is to be afraid of inferior products but arrogant and arrogant to me as a deity!"

"Huh?" Wycliffe, who couldn't figure out what was going on, slammed his fist at the witch, "I don't know what you're talking about, little reptile!"

The fist collided with the witch, but it was as if it were slashing through the atmosphere. Before being hit by the fist, the witch suddenly turned into countless black ghost butterflies, which were extremely strange butterflies, their left and right wings had different patterns, the left wing was a picture of a beautiful woman, and the right wing was a skeleton pattern.

Countless butterflies danced in the bleak surroundings of the Belbo Abyss, splitting into two and four, and soon becoming an overwhelming swarm of butterflies. The ghost butterfly climbed up Wycliffe's arm, and pure black matter similar to the shadow energy was more pure than that spilled from the ghost butterfly's body, Wycliffe felt the deadly threat, and subconsciously burned the dark blue divine fire.

The divine fire collided with the mist-like pure black matter, making a strange sizzling sound. But this time, the invincible divine fire seemed to have encountered a natural enemy, and it was soon buried by the black fog.

Wycliffe's sturdy arm made a terrible click, and fine cracks opened in the arm. The Star Iron Giant roared, wanting to fight back against the witch, but after all, due to the restrictions of the seal, he was unable to transmit the huge energy of the main body.

The confrontation between Wycliffe and the Witch of Calamity was one-sided from the beginning.