The passages that continue to extend forward in front of you are like spider webs, leading in all directions, and there are corners and intersections everywhere, and on both sides of the stone wall, you can constantly see stone chambers and rooms.

If it was a normal expedition, Alice certainly didn't mind going steady, and used a piece-by-piece cleanup method to advance towards the core area little by little. But today is obviously different, everything here is eerie and eerie.

The witch she had just killed, Alice didn't even know her name. But after killing her, Alice inexplicably felt as if she had absorbed some special energy substance, and even her mind and thinking were faster and sharper than before.

Deep down, she had a feeling that what was in front of her was a killing race. Whoever kills more weaklings and absorbs more energy and matter will be able to occupy a greater advantage after reaching the core of the tower.

It would have been just a vague intuition!

But for Alice, it was like a clear command.

Contrary to the norm, Alice ordered the Flame Tyrant to make a loud noise, like a giant bulldozer, knocking down and destroying every building and facility in its path.

Sure enough, such a huge movement really attracted her expected enemies.

As soon as he turned a corner, he was confronted by 5 apprentice witches who were waiting for him.

All of them had different colors of auxiliary sorcery floating on their bodies, and they held wands and scrolls of different styles in their hands. In front of them, there are stone golems, dirt golems, razor-like boars, ferocious wolves, iron-backed eagles and other summoned creatures or sorcery golems.

With such a posture and peculiar terrain, ordinary witches may really know the difficulties and retreat when they encounter them, so that they can survive.

It's a pity that they met Alice...... The Flame Tyrant in front of him.

In the face of the lineup in front of him, the Flame Tyrant was still striding forward, and as it advanced, it raised its hands and pushed forward, and a blinding wall of flames appeared out of thin air and crashed into the opponent's army of summons.

The line of fire rushed through quickly......

With the average fire damage of 80 degrees in the Fire Demon Wall, how can these creatures that are no more than the quasi-witch level at the highest level, and the worst at the intermediate level be able to withstand it!

The summon legion, which was still neatly lined up one moment, became sparse and collapsed the next moment.

In the terrifying fire, countless summoned creatures were directly burned to death, turning into scattered fireflies again. Only a few stone golems with slightly higher magic resistance were still barely struggling. Unfortunately, before they could break out of the fire, their charred and crispy bodies baked by the heat had already been torn apart. Even the dirt golem could not withstand the scorching flames, and melted away in a puddle of soft mud.

The five apprentice witches turned pale, and they all quietly retreated.

With their shallow knowledge, how could they ever see a 'Summoning Fire Man' with such power!

"Run, ......"

I don't know who shouted, and the five apprentice witches turned around and ran into the distance without looking back. In order to outperform their companions, 2 of the apprentice witches even had faint fluorescence on their bodies with 'Swift Walking' and 'Acceleration'.

Unfortunately, a rapidly bursting fireball exploded in the middle of their team.

Violent waves of fire swirled and rolled through the narrow passages, and no matter how fast their legs ran, they could not get past the blast of flames.

So with the impact of waves of flame ripples, the protective membranes on the five apprentice witches broke one after another, and they fell all over the passage. The two corpses at the core of the explosion had been incinerated to ashes, and the bones were gone, and the apprentice witch who was about to run to the end of the passage barely kept a corpse, but it was already charred and blackened.

If these apprentice witches are thrown into human society, I am afraid that they will all be mysterious witches who are invited by local nobles to feast and treat as guests. But here, it has become the object of others who can kill at will. They couldn't even withstand a casual blow from the Flame Tyrant, and they couldn't even preserve a relatively intact corpse after death.

The path that fate has chosen for them is obviously a dead end that is completely impassable!

However, Alice had completely abandoned similar exclamations before the age of 10. Since embarking on this path of awakening, she seems to have no other choice but to move forward.

Standing quietly in the charred pile of corpses with her eyes closed, Alice sensed it carefully, and once again confirmed her previous speculation. Killing other Awakened can really bring some benefits to yourself. This kind of tonic is also invisible and intangible, and in the hazy and illusory, she seems to have some resonance with some laws in the depths of the endless void.

Some incomprehensible mystical knowledge and content quietly melted into her mind, making her seem to understand something, and it seemed that she didn't understand anything......

Not having time to deal with these profound and mysterious things, Alice beckoned to the Flame Tyrant and continued along the intricate passages.

…………

A large academic hall.

The walls are inlaid with milky white lighting crystals.

Due to the passage of time, the magic in these crystals has been drained, and no trace of light can be stimulated.

Along the circular wall, there was a row of tall bookshelves, on which there were still some books on witchcraft, but unfortunately most of them had been destroyed in the battle.

The hall was filled with frost, ice crystals were cracked, and the ground was a mess, full of the appearance of the aftermath of the war.

Snow Dancer, the Frost Dancer, stood silently in the center of the hall, enduring the sharp pain in her body, slowly healing her injuries.

Her crystal clear frost armor had shattered, and her soft cloth robe had been torn open in multiple cracks, revealing the faintly blackened snow-like skin within.

Xue Fu took out a bottle of blue potion and gritted her teeth before pouring it on the wound on her shoulder.

The sound of flesh and blood corroding was clearly discernible, and the black lumps protruded from side to side like living creatures, but they were blocked by the force of frost that surrounded them. Under the continuous washing of the blue potion, the black lump finally squeezed through the wound and drilled out.

As soon as it came into contact with the potion, it suddenly exploded into a cloud of smoke and slowly dissipated into the air.

An indescribable stench immediately filled the hall!

After dealing with the main injuries on her body, and taking a bottle of healing potion to let her body begin to recover naturally, Xue Fu had a chance to look around her.

In the bone-chilling room, three witches with different expressions were gritting their teeth and looking different poses, frozen in the thick ice crystals.

It can be seen that the three witches who were sealed in the ice crystals are already dead!

Just a quarter of an hour ago, Chev was led to the hall by a witch who had an 'unexpected encounter', and was attacked by two witches who had been ambushed. With one enemy and three, although there were some accidents, although he was injured by a sneak attack early, Xuefu still fought back and killed three enemies with his own strength.

Sensing the power of fate that quickly merged into his body, Xue Fu could feel that the law of fate, which had a trace of separation from him before, opened his arms to him again.

It seems that the rumors that killing a competitor can bring him a favor for his fate turned out to be true. Well, you can't wait too long, you have to start early, otherwise those weak ones are easy to be snatched up by other competitors.

After briefly dealing with the injuries and the scene, Xue Fu pushed open the wooden door on the side of the hall and silently disappeared into the complex passage that swirled around the Witch Tower.

…………

And in another area at the bottom of the tower.

Sophia, the Berserk Witch, is also fighting.

It's just that her current appearance seems to be able to recognize her at a glance, and there are only a handful of people who can recognize her at a glance.

The original Sophia was also relatively tall and strong among witches, with a body as high as 2 meters, even half a head taller than Grim. Her whole body was full of muscle blocks as hard as iron ingots, thick arms and thighs, and if it weren't for the two huge lumps of flesh on her chest, it would be hard to believe that she was a woman.

But now, as the power of rage surged through her body, the muscles of the berserk witch Sophia's body began to expand rapidly, and she had turned into a fierce giantess with a body up to 4 meters high.

The muscles of the face were stretched and deformed, and the blindfold used to cover the left eye had crumbled, revealing the grayish-white stone eyeballs underneath. The crackling bones exploded, and the Berserk Witch roared forward, the thick wooden staff in her hand magically growing and thickening with her.

In front of her, two witches and a group of apprentice witches ran desperately, but every time they couldn't escape far, they were chased by her heavy footsteps shaking the ground.

Countless colorful witchcraft rained down on Sophia's body, and those apprentice-level witchcraft were directly ignored by her. Rookies are always noobs, and the sorcery they inspire can't even penetrate Sophia's skin after her rage.

Only the witchcraft inspired by those witches would attract Sophia's attention.

Or grab an object and throw it to detonate it early, or swing a thick wooden staff to blast the sorcery in the air. In short, if you can dodge, you can block, only if you can't dodge witchcraft, Sophia will choose to cover her face with her arms and rush over.

As long as Sophia rushes to her side and slams down head-on with a thick wooden staff, any protective film, shield, and energy shield becomes an ornament. With her unrivaled strength and mountain-heavy wooden staff, even an official witch could not withstand Sophia's furious blows.

Anyone who gets hit by her will end up in a puddle of mashed meat or pâté.

There is no other way!

In a panic, the fleeing apprentice witches apparently came upon some witchcraft mechanism. So with a creaking crack of metal, a group of steel guards rushed out of hiding with huge shields and large swords, and joined the ranks of the apprentice witches.

"Damn it, don't grab meat with me......"

Seeing several apprentice witches die tragically at the hands of the Iron Guard, the berserk witch Sophia went berserk.

"These meat dishes are mine...... You dare to rob me of ...... I'm going to die......"

Sophia rushed up wildly, brandishing a thick wooden staff, and in an instant smashed four or five steel guards into piles of twisted and broken copper.

The Iron Guard squad, whose only order was to kill the intruder, immediately turned their guns and formed a uniform battle squad to begin charging the Berserk Witch with heavy steps.

The battle inside the arena is getting more and more chaotic!