I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch

Amid their conversation, the surrounding five cubic meters of light-shaped birdcage twisted and transformed, intensifying with terrifying pressure, closing in on the four.

Swish—

In an instant, the Light Cage contracted, wrapping around Jiang Qiue's body like a hemp rope, and then lifted her into the air.

Yet, Jiang Qiue merely lifted her gaze casually, the Five-tailed Holy Blue Mark on her brow blazed brilliantly once more, and the three around her scattered swiftly.

Her figure suspended in mid-air, her long hair dancing wildly, the fox tail behind her blue dress swayed gracefully, truly resembling an immortal fox descending to the mortal realm, exuding an otherworldly aura, distant and indifferent.

"Leave." Her red lips calmly parted, releasing a single tranquil, ethereal syllable, and the imprisoning light flow shattered like a mirror, exploding with a boom into pieces.

Outside the Babel Tower.

"Ten minutes have passed."

Jinyang Tian tapped his fingers on the armrest, his eagle eyes slightly squinting, "Although we have ample time, Right Wing Crown, isn't your efficiency a bit too low?"

Yophiel swung the massive snowy wings at his shoulder, the Heart Wings mark on his brow flickering, his expression cold as he looked up at the tower, "Lord Hila managed to escape back then with unknown methods, but now her bloodline status is lower than before, making it impossible to resist the Pigeon Prohibition Technique; forcing her out is only a matter of time, wait patiently—"

"Spurt—!" Just as he finished speaking, a mouthful of faintly blackened blood spewed out.

Amidst the faint echo, he heard an ethereal vast indifferent voice, high above: "Leave!"

As the Six Wings flapped violently, Yophiel's complexion turned pale instantly, retreating step by step before stabilizing his posture.

"Recoil?" He clutched his aching chest, raising his head in shock, staring puzzled at the door of the Babel Tower.

He never expected his painstakingly studied thousand-year Pigeon Prohibition Technique to fail.

Even if it failed, it shouldn't have caused someone like him at the Wise Man Level to be injured from recoil.

Unless, Lord Hila had just obtained high-ranking Essence Blood, suddenly elevating her bloodline status, and it must be Dragon King Level Essence Blood!

Is there a Dragon King Level Dragon descendant inside the tower?

Yophiel's expression became grave; he suddenly recalled some information about Jiang Qiue.

Not long ago, the Black Moon Saintess crafted a divinely realistic Divine Half-Dragon Puppet, and its bloodline is Dragon King Level; Ye Li-Dong had sent his men to seize it, but failed.

Could this Dragon King Level puppet be more than just a Divine Half-Dragon, reaching the level of a Dragon descendant?

If this is true, then it's a problem.

Upon learning that Black Moon Saintess Jiang Qiue was indeed Queen Hila, Yophiel immediately set out, expecting a smooth journey, yet unforeseen complications still arose.

Now the Empire's situation is on the brink of turbulence, whether it's the Sumeru Battle, the Holy Relics dispute, or the hidden flows of power after the Empress's awakening, any mishap could trigger the second Empire civil war.

His swift passage to Black Moon City was ensured by various forces who didn't want Lord Nine-tails to return to the Empress.

Nine-tails' allegiance is crucial.

This coincided with his interests.

However, should he fail to forcibly summon Lord Nine-tails back to reclaim the position of Angel King, those few entities likely wouldn't cooperate with him further.

Fortunately, the Pigeon Prohibition Technique was merely one approach; failure simply means failure, not a big issue, only that further refinement of the technique will be needed.

"Lord Hila, even if you don't return with me, the Tianwu Empress will send someone to apprehend you."

Yophiel's grand voice resonated within the tower, "Do you still wish to return to that cage-like life controlled by the Empress?"

"I am different from the Empress, Lord Hila; should you choose to become my tail beast, I am willing to sign a life-and-death alliance with you, granting you no disgrace, still honoring you as my master!"

"Indeed, Lord Hila, return to the Central Court." Behind him, an Angel Guard Captain dropped suddenly to one knee, respectfully urging, "The Angel Army cannot function without the Angel King!"

Boom— The remaining angels took a step back simultaneously, kneeling with one knee in reverence and hopeful gazes, "Lord Hila!"

"....."

In the void, the fox woman in the blue dress raised her gaze cooly, looking through layers of sealed barriers to overlook the crowd of angels outside the tower, their faces all familiar.

The Angel Army has high cohesion, and due to the source of their power, most angels are indeed simple-minded, linear in their thinking.

Perhaps these angels outside truly long for her return, to once again be their king, restoring the army's former glory.

But Angel Right Wing · Yophiel absolutely has different intentions.

Lies hidden under righteousness, utterly deceitful.

Jiang Qiue's beautiful eyes gazed down, her ethereal voice chilling, "Yophiel, if you don't wish to be dealt with by me in the future, shed your hypocritical facade, leave!"

"!" Yophiel's hand veins instantly bulged, his divinely handsome face showed no expression change, silently gazing afar.

He spoke no further, yet the grand indifferent voice continued to echo within the tower,

"Lord Nine-tails, I truly do not wish to threaten you, but should you persist in resistance, in my attempt to capture you, there may be unintended consequences, and should the Dragon Blood Puppet Life by your side be killed accidentally, I ask for your understanding."

The demeanor remains respectful, yet his words are laden with threats and condescending murderous intent.

Xia Feng's eyelid twitched, "You birdbrain, you've killed me once already, want to do it again? Are we destined to clash?"

Jiang Qiue's face slightly darkened, her eyes outside the tower flashing with killing intent, some ants are truly seeking death!

Seeing no response from within the tower, Yophiel said no more, turning his gaze skyward, his voice indifferent, "Begin setting the array to attack the tower, do not hold back."

"....." Jinyang Tian secretly shook his head, indeed, this birdbrain is a waste, having confidently assured the infallibility of the Pigeon Prohibition Technique, yet what came of it?

A mediocre person.

However, he still snapped his fingers, and the fifty officers behind him started to scatter.

Yophiel's fifty angels scattered, forming an orderly stance around the Babel Tower.

Spiritual Particles lined up, with the ink-black, milky white, and crimson light intertwined forming an array instantly, spiraling over the Sky-reaching Giant Tower.

In the blink of an eye, the sky was densely covered with dark clouds and purple lightning flickered.

A bronze stele appearing to come from prehistoric times descended straight down, smashing into the tower top.

"Boom—!!!" The entire Sky-reaching Giant Tower shook violently, the surface's powerful barrier capable of resisting sages showed signs of cracking.

The four led by Xia Feng frowned simultaneously.

Jiang Qiue's expression grew solemn, standing next to Xia Feng, "This is the Three Saints Stele from the Three Saint Star Gods, specifically targeting barriers like Babel Tower's, the tower will last an hour at most! If quick, it might not even withstand ten minutes."

"We must figure out a way to escape quickly!"

Upon hearing this, Xia Feng couldn't help but gaze at the radiation field in front of the Space Gate, pondering,

"Can you use Immortal Word to take out that S-Class Spirit Paper?"