I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch

Endless Snow Plains, snowflakes dancing in the wind.

The factions of Jinyang Tian, the Holy Department, and Apocalypse were all somewhat shocked, gazing toward the direction of Black Moon City.

After the Black Spade Man appeared, a majestic and grand deity's shadow descended upon the world, and the entire gigantic city seemed like a toy that could be picked up at will before it.

"Peach Organization?" Jinyang Tianying's eyes narrowed slightly; he had heard of this mysterious organization's reputation and had long wanted to face them in combat.

However, before he could think further, the petite figure that originally stood atop the dangling purple clouds turned and ran, disappearing without a trace after a few blinks.

"Ran away?"

Shi Qi's expression was solemn as he stared fixedly at the distant hazy tower tip and the terrifying shadow behind it, "Who is this entity that Black Spade venerates... exactly?"

To even render Red Moon so disheveled.

Shi Qi did not discern the true form of the divine shadow, yet Mi Liu could clearly see that the divine shadow over Black Moon City was indeed a Pale Dragon God!

After seeing the true form of the divine shadow, Mi Liu's jade-colored eyes quickly shut tight, his heart overwhelmed with shock. How could it be this entity?

As an Apocalypse Knight, he knew her majesty the Empress possessed the Pale Bloodline, capable of assuming a dragon form, the world's only Pale Dragon Descendant.

But unexpectedly, that Black Spade Man also appeared to be a Pale Dragon Descendant?

The Empress mentioned someone would resolve the Black Moon City matter, presumably referring to the Black Spade Man.

According to analysis from Central Court Holy Department on the Peach Organization, there ought to be at least one True God level entity behind them.

But now it seems, far more than that.

The deity behind the Peach Organization is actually... the Pale Dragon God?!

Saying the Pale has awakened, Mi Liu frowned, lost in thought; if this news were to reach the ears of the gods, it might again stir a great chaos.

"Boom——!"

Just as Mi Liu was pondering, Moluo swept away all Purple Mist following closely behind Red Moon, causing the sealed whole city's Purple Mist Barrier to shatter with a boom, and that dark Sky-reaching Tower quickly shrank along with it.

Inside the city,

Red Moon and Moluo's successive escape left the Burning Heaven disciples and the Lion-controlling Youth somewhat bewildered. Why, is the deity behind the Black Spade Man truly that terrifying?

Frightened to such a degree?

After the initial shock and confusion, Leng Xiu was the first to react. Seeing the black tower enter the suddenly appearing green dress woman's sleeve, his lips curled up in a bloodthirsty smile: "Now let's see where you run!"

Leng Xiu, Burning City, and Ji Ying burst with killing intent, simultaneously darting toward the green dress woman—

But at the next moment, Shi Qi's excited sharp laughter echoed from the sky, "Burning City, haha~ Long time no see!"

Bang!! The massive Shi Qi wielded his gigantic Shark Saw Blade, landing with a grin and creating a shallow pit, blocking the three angels.

In the heavens, a bald woman in ancient monk's robes raised her palm chanting, the oppression of the Darkness Holding Sage descended upon this domain, and heaven and earth hummed.

And behind, hidden within the dust and smoke, the green dress woman silently vanished from the spot.

Burning Heaven disciples and the Lion-controlling Youth realized, even though Red Moon and Moluo had fled, the war in Black Moon City was not yet over.

Burning Heaven being designated as a Cult by the Empire has always been the Holy Department and Apocalypse's target for extermination.

The identity of the Lion-controlling Youth was also extremely secretive; the power he belonged to was known as [Old Land], which likewise could not be apprehended by the Empire's officials.

"Boom!!!"

Another explosion rang out; it was Mi Liu who first targeted Leng Xiu, slicing off part of Leng Xiu's arm, causing a frenzied flight with curses.

Sage Mi Liu singlehandedly fought the Burning Heaven disciples, while Shi Qi and Jinyang Tian led the Holy Department to attack the Lion Guard.

Soon after, the Black Moon Knight Order that regained their composure also joined the battlefield.

Chaos erupted anew within the city.

Babel Tower, An Xingjia and Mrs. An stood at the tower gate, watching the chaos afar.

"Today was quite an eye-opener as well."

An Xingjia, with dark circles under his eyes, let out a low chuckle, "That old fellow Moluo, at the start, confidently assured me, there would be no problem."

"And now, he just got scared off by that Black Spade Man. Damn it," An Xingjia cursed under his breath, "And that guy, he dared to run off without telling us about the Fourth Spark?"

The silicone girl tilted her head, her gel-like face showing no expression change, stuttering: "But, we didn't, help him, either.

"....." An Xingjia paused, rubbing the back of his head, oh, come to think of it, that might be true.

The only time Golden Sparrow intervened was to capture Xia Feng, and they even failed....

Afterward, upon seeing the Black Spade Man appear, and moreover, summoning a mysterious deity, An Xingjia became even more reluctant to involve himself.

"Shall we retreat, head home?" the girl asked.

"Home....it's not the time yet."

An Xingjia shook his head, looking up at the sky where the blood moon reemerged after the clouds scattered, his lazy eyes squinting slightly, "I have a feeling the Black Moon Court matter won't end so easily."

"Let's find a place in the city to stay for now and watch how things unfold."

.....

Babel Tower.

Jiang Qiue flashed out from room 601 of the tower, stumbling forward as three streams of light transformed into human forms from the green dress; Xia Feng supported the exhausted woman in the green dress.

"Are you alright?"

Jiang Qiue's pale face tilted slightly, her voice somewhat hoarse: "Excessive use of Immortal Word, spiritual power... utterly exhausted."

"Blood...."

"...I need your blood." Jiang Qiue climbed laboriously onto Xia Feng's shoulders with both hands, her nose gently trailing over the protruding Adam's apple, taking in the sweet scent; she narrowed her ethereal eyes and parted her pale lips, intending to bite into the flesh.

Fresh Dragon Blood could heal her injuries and replenish any energy, with the higher rank the greater the effect.

But in the next moment, her hair was yanked hard, the 'hiss~' sound of pain causing her to arch her swan-like neck, as a silver-haired woman's small face leaned beside her cheek, speaking softly: "Lacking spiritual power, are you? I'll replenish it for you."

Without waiting for Jiang Qiue to refuse, Mu Qingtong directly clasped her jaw upward, opened her mouth, and with the other hand pulled out Jiang Qiue's tongue, swiftly engraving spiritual particle patterns on it as Jiang Qiue's eyes widened, her hands attempting to struggle.

The most efficient way to transfer spiritual power is mouth to mouth; thus, Mu Qingtong, unwilling for such intimate contact with this woman, resorted to engraving the pattern on her tongue instead.

Spiritual power flowed from her scissor-shaped slender fingertips, infused onto the tongue's surface, penetrating deep into Jiang Qiue's spiritual quality.

Jiang Qiue's clear and spirited eyes widened again, her elegantly otherworldly small face inexplicably burning with heat.

"Mu, no~ I don't want this~" She mumbled incoherently in frustration, raising her hands to struggle, yet Xia Feng forcibly held her hands in restraint.

Enclosing her slender waist, Xia Feng watched her leaning back in indignation due to Miss Mu's deliberate mischief, smiling with interest,

"You were lacking spiritual power, right? Miss Mu has plenty, why refuse?"

Jiang Qiue: "Xia Feng!——"

Mu Qingtong frowned, giving Jiang Qiue's tongue a hard pull, "Keep quiet; talking easily increases the transmission loss of spiritual power."

Unable to speak, Jiang Qiue gasped, her neck forcibly arched backward: "!!!"