Witch: Accumulate Experience Through The Knight Breathing Technique-Chapter 1240 - : Ascension to the Fifth Circle (5)

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Chapter 1240: Ascension to the Fifth Circle (5)

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Anya sighed. “It will also be the last.”

Behind him, a figure of a knight in crimson bronze armor appeared, a means left by his mother. He could no longer rely on it. From now on, he would have to depend on himself.

“The Patrol of Crimson Bronze Rite!”

The Phantom Witch also unleashed her most potent ability, summoning a colossal specter of a Deep Sea Siren.

“Specter of the Phantom Sea!”

Thunderbolt’s face remained impassive. With a wave of his staff, a sword of lightning tore through the crimson knight, and another bolt shattered the Phantom Witch’s attack.

With a flick of his hand, two chains of lightning ensnared Anya and the Phantom Witch. The intense electrical force made their spiritual power quiver, instantly robbing them of any resistance.

It was all so effortless, smooth as flowing water.

“Each of you acts like a heroic martyr, yet you are the invaders… Besides, do you think I would let you die so easily?”

Thunderbolt sneered, grabbing the two of them and flying swiftly toward Thunder Basin.

A few days later, in Thunder Punishment Tribunal.

“Send these people to the Pool of Thunder. Request the Supreme Eye from the Lightning Supreme Mage. In one month, publicly execute the captured dark mages at the Pool of Thunder to deter heresy and set an example!”

Thunderbolt had already imprisoned Anya and the others with spell restrictions.

Soon, tribunal mages led Anya and the others to the Pool of Thunder.

Before them was a massive pit, roughly a mile wide, filled with what appeared to be liquid lightning. Countless Thunder Snakes writhed and swam within it.

Surrounding the pool was an array personally set by Thunderbolt, channeling the lightning power of Thunder Basin to this location.

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In the center of the pool stood a white stone pillar, hundreds of meters tall, wrapped in illusory chains. Above the pillar was a massive purple Thunderbird, its wings spanning over a hundred meters. It resembled a grand roc, majestic and imposing, its body ethereal—clearly an elemental spirit! The Thunderbird was weak, its power drained by the chains to sustain the Pool of Thunder.

Amid the terrifying thunderclaps, wails of agony could be heard.

Dark mages, bound by chains at the base of the pillar, were primarily nomadic wizards.

Seeing this, Anya fell silent, a mix of bitterness, unwillingness, and fear washing over him.

Beside him, Sierra’s face was equally grim. She took Anya’s hand.

“Is there really no way out?”

Anya shook his head.

“Alright then, it seems we’ll be buried in a foreign land… No, not even our bones will remain,” Sierra said with a sorrowful smile.

Chains extended from the pillar, dragging the four of them into the sea of lightning.

Upon entering, Anya felt an onslaught of pain.

The electrical currents were perfectly calibrated to torture their bodies and minds without killing them.

Periodically, a healing force would mend their injuries.

This torment, where death was preferable, was the invention of the Lightning Supreme Mage—”Thunder Punishment.”

A month later, under Thunderbolt’s supervision, the Supreme Eye hovered above the Pool of Thunder, recording everything it saw.

Meanwhile, in the major city squares of the Kane Empire, wherever there was a Church presence, people could witness the scenes of punishment in the Pool of Thunder.

“They’re making a nationwide spectacle of executing heretics!”

“These dark mages deserve death for invading our homeland!”

Citizens and mages of the Kane Empire shouted in excitement.

Covert intelligence units from various organizations within the main cities also relayed this information to their respective headquarters.

On the west coast, the Deep Blue Organization, the Witch’s Family, the Snow Lotus Witch put away her wizard tool and quickly flew toward the Thunder Punishment Tribunal with Nola’s mother.

An elderly woman with unfathomable strength appeared before them.

“Commander,” the Snow Lotus Witch said calmly.

“During this rescue mission, act within your limits, prioritize the bigger picture, and ensure your own safety. When it’s time to retreat, retreat.”

“Understood.”

With that, the two fifth-circle witches hurriedly departed.

On the Endless Sea, at the Headquarters of the Pharmacist Association, Triss, who had seen Anya escape from Simon’s grasp, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Since the subsequent battle with Thunderbolt wasn’t projected, she remained unaware that Anya was now imprisoned in the Pool of Thunder and being publicly executed.

At the bottom of the crater, the thunderous liquid churned, and within it, a black-scaled figure sat cross-legged.

It had been over six months since Levi began his crystallization seclusion.

In Levi’s mind, monumental changes were occurring.

The Divine Ring Tower, originally with four layers, spun faster and faster.

As it spun, the embryonic form of the fifth layer began to take shape.

After an indeterminate amount of time, the fifth layer of the Divine Ring Tower finally solidified!

Simultaneously, within the Divine Ring Tower, a mass of dreamlike, iridescent spiritual force liquid had transformed into a pure white crystalline sphere, shining with rainbow hues.

This crystal was composed of a staggering 570 points of spiritual force, formed from billions of spiritual force particles.

As Levi’s crystallization completed, his spiritual force surged, reaching 571, 572… until it skyrocketed to 600.

Only then did the increase stop.

The crystal had grown correspondingly larger.

A torrent of spell power surged through Levi’s body, like a mighty river breaking through a dam.

Within the crystal, four indistinct shadows could be seen.

They were a water dragon, a scythe, a thunder bug, and a flame ghost!

These were the Truth Oddities Levi had once consumed!

At the same time, in the Million Mountains, the Holy Infant, practicing talisman-making, suddenly smiled.