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Bound to Witch of Destruction – Chapter 692

Chapter 693: Starfall Thought Cage Undead Abyss!

Chapter 694: City Destruction!

As the seven stars lit up, Xia Feng noticed that the mist in the sky was becoming increasingly dense, rapidly turning a deep purple. After a while, the purple sky seemed to collapse, caving in from above at an extremely fast speed. Xia Feng’s expression changed slightly. “Run.” It seemed they wouldn’t be able to reach the tower summit after all. Xia Feng realized he had underestimated the methods of the Moro Saint Pastor. Mu Qingtong had a solemn expression, recognizing the descending mist. Reacting swiftly, she followed Xia Feng downwards. Elder Miao looked up at the sky and shook her head. “I have the Red Moon Holy Seal on me, I can’t escape anymore. You all go.”

“?”

Wait, Auntie, if you don’t run, why did we come in? Are we here for a tour? Xia Feng looked back. One of their group’s objectives was to rescue Elder Miao. If Elder Miao didn’t leave, wouldn’t his entry into the tower be in vain? A waste of effort. No, it wasn’t entirely in vain. He’d gained a “Seven Emotions Shame Curse” from entering the tower, requiring him to confess to Miss Mu daily. A huge loss! Tea Nai Xue frowned and looked up at the middle-aged woman. She hesitated for only half a second before turning back to nod at Xia Feng below. “Let’s go.” Without another moment’s hesitation, she descended.

Good heavens, Xia Feng thought internally, I thought you’d put on a dramatic show with your teacher, a “I’m not leaving” vs. “You must go” scene. I didn’t expect you to be so decisive. Since even Tea Nai Xue had no objections, Xia Feng naturally wouldn’t persuade her further. The group quickly rushed towards the base of the tower.

“Look at this purple mist forming a sea of clouds, far exceeding the amount Oberon released before.” Tea Nai Xue fled, looking back as she did. She clearly felt the malice emanating from the depths of the purple mist, as if countless evil beasts were staring at her, ready to devour her whole. Xia Feng activated his Holy Knight Space, leading the women in a rapid dash to the side. Previously, Oberon had attempted to activate the Thought Cage Core to corrupt and assimilate the minds of the two Saintesses, an attempt Xia Feng thwarted, causing the Thought Cage Core to fail. Even the unactivated Thought Cage Core had nearly succeeded in corrupting the two Saintesses.

Now, within the Babel Tower, all seven Thought Cage Cores had been successfully activated, releasing a terrifying amount of purple mist, more than ten thousand times the previous amount. Touching it would likely result in instant assimilation for those with weak willpower, and even those with strong wills wouldn’t last more than a few seconds. To be honest, Xia Feng wasn’t sure what the result of this mental assimilation was. Would they become puppets of the enemy, or something else? It remained unknown. However, an assimilated being would definitely lose their self-will, which was no different from being dead.

“Jiang Qiue,” Xia Feng asked mentally, “Can you use Immortal Words to send us out of the tower?” The woman in the green dress had a solemn expression and shook her head. “Unless the Babel Tower opens its doors again, then…” As she thought this, her thoughts faltered. Through her spiritual sense, she was shocked to discover that the Babel Tower’s 108 portals, which were originally tightly shut, isolating the inside from the outside, were now completely open! The spatial seals on them had also been dispelled.

“The gates are open, let’s go!” Xia Feng also noticed this anomaly. Without hesitation, he used his Holy Knight Space and, bringing the women with him, zipped through the tower. However, to their shock, the vast sea of purple mist filling the entire Babel Tower surged outwards with the opening of the tower gates. Black Moon City was approaching dusk. The western sky was a riot of red sunset hues. In the east, the mysterious legion was still attacking the city, engaged in a chaotic battle with the Black Moon Knights. A battlefield of tens of thousands, with fire and blood filling the sky and corpses littering the ground. Half of the city lay in ruins. A few scattered residents who hadn’t found shelter in air-raid shelters scurried across the streets, holding their heads.

But at this moment, everyone, whether it was the youth riding a lion who led the legion in the eastern sky, or the Burning Angel Disciple fighting the Cardinal in front of the Babel Tower, all looked towards the Babel Tower with confusion. Like a rushing sea current pouring down from the sky, the purple mist and sea of clouds surged towards everyone in the city. The Burning Angel Disciple’s eyes widened in fear. Although they didn’t know what this purple mist was, they clearly felt a terrifying crisis. Without lingering to fight, they turned and fled. High in the sky, the youth standing atop a majestic divine lion also showed a solemn expression. He quickly ordered his entire army to retreat, and the divine lion carried him towards the city’s borders.

The purple mist expanded with incredible speed, chasing the five of them, gradually closing the distance. Xia Feng finally understood. The Moro Saint Pastor intended to assimilate the minds of all living beings in the entire city. But what was he trying to achieve? Was he aiming to unify the empire with Black Moon City as a base? If there was no upper limit to the number of assimilated living beings, then unifying the empire was indeed possible, and not just the empire, but potentially the entire Three Realms. Of course, if that were the case, it would be too overpowered.

!

“Buzz—”

Just as Xia Feng was pondering, in the distant sky, deep purple streams of light lit up, rapidly enveloping the entire city. The youth riding the lion was forced to stop. The Burning Angel Disciple also had to halt. The mysterious attacking legion behind them, and even the Black Moon Holy See’s knight order and various Cardinals, all stopped. Clearly, this purple mist did not distinguish between friend or foe; it affected even those of the Black Moon Holy See. Several experts in the Venerable realm simultaneously activated their Spirit Robes, attacking the purple seal, but it was futile. The light barrier sealing the entire city remained unmoved. The Moro Saint Pastor had clearly made preparations. The entire city was a meticulously prepared trap. No matter the reason for coming to Black Moon City, no one would be able to leave.

“Everyone, since you’ve come uninvited, you shall all stay.” A cold, majestic male voice echoed through the world permeated by the purple mist, like a death sentence from a god, pronouncing the doom of everyone present. The rolling purple mist, like a world-destroying flood, engulfed the inner city where the Black Moon General Court was located, and then surged towards the outer city.

“Swish—”

Xia Feng and the others rushed out of the inner city. Upon reaching the edge of the outer city, they looked back. They discovered that the vast sea of purple mist had stopped expanding, covering only half of the outer city. It seemed to have reached its limit and could not spread further outwards.

“It’s you!” A hoarse, chilling voice filled with killing intent. Xia Feng looked back and met Leng Xiu’s gaze as he hovered on a rooftop in the distance. He smiled and waved. “Yo, is that the Blood Ghost? Hope you’re doing well.”

“Kid, you’re quite bold, still daring to linger in Black Moon City.” Leng Xiu squatted on the rooftop like a winged beast, surrounded by bats, revealing bloodthirsty fangs. His blood-red eyes scrutinized Xia Feng with ill intent, then shifted to the two Saintesses behind him. He licked his fangs and let out a chilling laugh. Compared to Leng Xiu, Fen Cheng harbored even greater hatred for Xia Feng and his group. After being toyed with by Cardinal Angi yesterday, he wouldn’t be able to release his anger unless he killed this group. However, in Fen Cheng’s opinion, the mastermind behind yesterday’s events was Cardinal Angi. Not only had Angi stolen Fen Tian’s Divine Faith Fruit, but he had also tricked them like fools with a fake Sumeru King Order. It had been many years since anyone dared to play such a trick in Fen Tian’s transactions; they were unbelievably audacious!


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Bound to Witch of Destruction

Bound to Witch of Destruction

我绑定了灭世魔女
Score 6.2
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Native Language: Chinese
After Xia Feng found himself transmigrated, he faced a horrifying twist—his heart had been inexplicably removed. In its place was a damaged, malevolent heart with a grim expiration date: it would only last eighteen years. But this wasn’t just any heart; it was a magical one, capable of synchronizing with the strength of its chosen target. To survive, Xia Feng made a desperate choice: he bound himself to the future villain destined to bring about the world’s destruction—the Witch of Destruction. Her strength would become his strength. The more powerful she grew, the more powerful he would become! With this newfound connection, Xia Feng quickly realized that picking fights wasn’t just a bad habit—it was a survival strategy. With a sly grin, he taunted, “Miss Witch, I’ll admit you’re strong… but not strong enough!”

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