Chapter 169: Under Sunrise
The process of putting the cold iron amulet around Qili's neck went smoothly beyond Hela's imagination. Even, after seeing the webworm finish her work, the Grave Girl subconsciously thinks that it is just a hallucination that she sees because she wants to succeed too much. It was too easy, and during the whole process, neither Kiri nor Kuira showed any intention of resisting. Of course, this is because Hela is not aware of Kiri's current state, in fact, the latter's situation is not as bad as expected, and the memory invasion in Kiri's mind occurs very slowly, which may also have something to do with it. Regardless, when the witch who appeared to be Coyla was put on the Iron Amulet, she immediately fainted.
"Take her back to the house first. Saich, you go and tell the Bobcats that they can start putting out the fire. Hela gave instructions to those around her. And before she herself could rest, the riot caused by the intelligence traffickers was still going on, and even tending to expand. This was supposed to be a smoke bomb deliberately dropped by the Grave Girl, so that she could avoid being intervened by other witches if she and Coyla were at war. And now that her purpose has been achieved, the riot has become unnecessary.
But before the witch left the house, there was one more problem that haunted her. Those were the three loud bangs just now. Hela can be absolutely sure that it is not a delusion, so what exactly is it and what does it mean? Hela knows who is most likely to know the inside story, but the Great Witch has always been mystic, often telling the members of the witch group the details of a complete event, and not talking about the whole event and its effects. Now Hela only hopes that the voice has nothing to do with Peg and the others, who have not returned until now. The recent Heartbreak Bay is really chaotic, and big and small things come one after another, which makes people overwhelmed.
In such an atmosphere, the joy of successfully rescuing Qili was quickly diluted. When Hela stepped out into the street to get ready to ride her broom to help the other witches, there was no smile on her face. And it was at this time that a large number of fear-filled voices attracted her attention. The voices were coming from the direction of the beach, and with Hela's knowledge of the inhabitants of Heartless Bay, they weren't going to scream at some corpses. What can irritate these sea people must be even worse.
Curiosity and insecurity drove Hela to postpone her plan for the time being, and the sailors couldn't really do any harm to the members of the witch colony, at best, to lose some of their property. The Tomb Maiden followed the sound to the edge of the city, and in front of her, the vast ocean, the slowly rising red sun heralded the beginning of a new day. But soon, Hela sensed that something was not quite right with the sunrise, and that the sea would be as smooth as a straight line at sunrise on the sea. But today, the straight line is concave.
"What's that?" said the witch to herself, looking around at the people around her, who had the same questions she had. After a moment's thought, Hela decided to get closer to see what was going on at sea, she stepped on the broom and used her magic to drive it up, skimming the waves and heading towards the sea.
The witch's broom is actually not that magical, and this kind of transportation that looks like a sign to ordinary people is not so convenient for the witches themselves. The simple reason is that when the witches ride the broomstick, they are not actually driving the broom. I mean, they're brooms, and even though they're witches, that doesn't change the fact that these items were originally made to be a tool to sweep the floor, and they're not magical items per se, and they don't have magical powers. What really makes the broom carry the witch up is the special energy field under Heartbreaker Bay. This energy field has proven to be inextricably linked to the compasses used by the sailors, but no one knows exactly what this connection is.
What Hela knows is that these brooms allow witches to move quickly and fly low in a circular area centered around the witches' base camp. At least it should have been. A wave crashed past the witch in the early morning wind, nearly dragging her into the water. This would never happen in normal times, but now Hella clearly feels that the performance of the broom has decreased, both in terms of speed and flight altitude.
This forced her to control her direction while dodging the waves that rushed at her. Luckily, driving a broom has always been a training for witches from a young age, and it is said that this training comes from the ancient tradition of the witch race, dating back to a time when the witches of this world were not scattered and disconnected. It is said that in those days, on the last day of the fifth month of the year, all the witches of the world would ride their brooms to the place where they first came to this world, a mountain whose name has been lost in time, where they exchanged magic, exchanged goods, and indulged in the pleasures of dark sacrifices. Their revelry would keep the mountain in darkness and inaccessible to non-magical creatures. It is not until seven days later, when the night has passed, that the witches return to their respective places and wait for the next year.
For Hela, who was born in Heartless Bay and has never been in contact with anything of the same kind outside of the witch group, the history of witch night is more like a bedtime story. She couldn't imagine what that would be like or what it would mean. What she knew, however, was that the broom was a ticket to a witch's gathering, and in those ancient times, being able to ride a broom to the assembly hall on her own was a symbol of a witch's coming of age. This tradition has been preserved by the Great Witch. It's just that the broom that Hella flies now is far from ancient times in terms of flight principle and function.
The memories ended with the sound of rolling waves. Hela finally reached the edge of the depression she had seen when she was on shore. The reason why I said it was the edge was because when she saw it, she realized how big the depression was. It felt like a hole was leaking from the bottom of the ocean. A large amount of seawater spiraled down into a space she didn't know, and the effect was a huge vortex that was almost as large as the entire Heartless Bay!
"The soup pot is on top, what the hell is going on. Hela stared blankly at the terrifying sight in front of her, which was completely beyond her comprehension. Just as she was stunned, a light shone into her eyes, not sunlight, but the light reflected in the mirror. Hela subconsciously covered her eyes with her hands, and then looked at the light source, and she noticed that at the edge of the whirlpool, there were several black dots struggling in the seawater, as if they were people.
。 Nine Heavenly God Emperors