bayedsolid Chapter 381 Confrontation
Chapter 381 Confrontation
"...Your Majesty is joking."
The Cretaceous Witch said so.
What a good idea!
The witches' conference table is the foundation of their witch club.
It makes no difference to say that it is the most important thing to their Witch Club.
Information exchange and contact witch.
When the Witch Club was still a mutual aid society, this place was a treasure.
There is only one such secret place in the entire material world.
Now, you want to leave just by asking? How is that possible!
"Is it not possible?" Caesar asked knowingly.
"......"
The only response he received was the silence of the Chalk Witch.
All the witches present didn't know what to say.
"I'm sorry, Your Majesty, please change your request." The Cretaceous Witch shook her head: "This secret place is of great significance to our Witch Society. I'm afraid it cannot be easily ceded."
"What if I just want this?" Caesar said.
There was a surge of magical power rising from here, like a dark cloud pressing down on the city, making it hard for everyone to breathe. Even the legendary Spiral Witch was no exception, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.
Do you want to use force?
Everyone present here is just a soul, not a real person.
Therefore, such a collision would be more risky. Once the soul is damaged, the real body might directly turn into a vegetable.
Caesar had brought them up by force.
Invisible threads connected them all, and no one could escape.
At this moment, all the witches present were filled with panic.
What should I do if they start fighting?
My small body can't withstand their collision!
The Spiral Witch discovered this.
The souls of many weaker witches had already begun to waver, about to be blown away by the momentum of the collision.
She stretched out her fair, slender hand and waved it in the air. A strange vortex appeared on all the witches, sharing the oppression with them.
Caesar looked at those strange vortexes of magic with a little surprise.
The magic power was directly absorbed when it touched those whirlpools, like a drop in the ocean. No trace of the magic power could be seen anymore. It was very strange.
The Cretaceous Witch said nothing. Her eyes hidden in the mist just stared straight at Caesar. She looked calm and still, like a reef on the seashore, motionless.
Two pink lights with strange spiritual fluctuations appeared above her face, and Caesar sensed a slightly dangerous aura.
Caesar put away his frivolous expression and turned serious.
"I'm sorry, I can't agree to this request."
The Cretaceous Witch replied.
After the two pink lights appeared above her face, Xize could feel that the silk thread he had sent out to connect to this secret place was affected and began to waver, as if it would break at any time.
Ok?
What exactly is the power of this Cretaceous Witch in front of me?
"Interesting." Caesar touched his chin.
Without anyone noticing, Caesar had already started a fight with her.
Momentum cannot be overwhelmed, and power cannot achieve victory in a short period of time.
Caesar made this judgment.
After all, this is someone else's territory. It must be difficult to defeat her, and there may be many unexpected changes.
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Liko Liko felt like she was going to explode.
Am I being taken care of specially?
I don’t think the oppression they are facing is that strong!
There were several familiar witches around her, sitting in their seats, all looking relaxed. The pressure on her made her somewhat unconscious.
Although she was protected by the whirlpool, she still felt that she could not hold on any longer.
Those two people over there, if you want to fight, just fight and give it to your heart’s content.
I can't stand it anymore.
In the real world, Liko Liko's face is extremely rosy.
This is... the feeling of suffocation!
It made her unable to breathe and she felt extremely uncomfortable.
There was no movement over there, and the two of them just stood there confronting each other. The more they confronted each other, the more uncomfortable she felt.
She didn't know how much time had passed, and even when she was a little dazed, the conversation over there finally continued.
"Well, it doesn't matter if it doesn't work."
Caesar shrugged and took the invisible thread back into his hand.
Although these guys were talking behind my back and even wanted to plot against me.
But considering that they know Irena, we can let them go for the time being.
If we rob it by force, it may not be impossible.
But let’s not do that.
If this happens, Irena will have a hard time.
If someone wanted to plot against him, it would not be excessive to kill him.
This is a privilege that belongs exclusively to legends, although he usually doesn't do this directly.
But now, let's let them go.
"Thank you for your understanding."
The Cretaceous Witch said so.
No one could know that her body in the real world was already covered in sweat.
This man is so strong!
No wonder the guide said that we must borrow his power.
Moreover, his powers are very interesting.
Is it some kind of manipulation? That invisible thread.
she guessed.
"If you need it, the Witch Society can provide you with all the other necessary compensation."
"Forget it." Caesar waved his hand indifferently.
"I got what I wanted," he said.
"After seven days, let Irena talk to me."
"Goodbye, Miss Chalk Witch."
"Although you are unwilling to entrust this secret realm to me and let me guide the progress of magic, it doesn't matter. I will not give up." Caesar smiled and said, "You are in the capital, right? When I get to the capital, I will naturally look for you."
He waved his hand.
The next moment, his figure disappeared from here.
gone?
So fast?
Before anyone could react, Caesar's figure had disappeared.
If the whirlpool of the Whirlpool Witch had not been protecting them, they might have thought it was an illusion.
But the next second, strange movements occurred.
The main seat at the conference table was originally where the Cretaceous Witch sat.
The original simple stone chair suddenly split apart with a strange tremor.
The stone chairs were dispersed and formed two new positions.
They stand on either side of where the seats would have been.
And at the previous position, a seat that was much taller than the other stone chairs appeared there, becoming the new main seat.
"..."
The Cretaceous Witch said nothing about this.
This is......
Caesar’s authority?
She couldn't delete the location.
Her original position was moved to the stone chair that had just been split, and the other stone chair had become marked with the mark of the Great Wolf Witch.
He still succeeded.
He didn't give up at all!
The Cretaceous Witch realized this instantly.
This can be seen from the permissions.
This guy!!!!
asshole!
She remained silent and could only clench her fists.
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In reality, Caesar opened his eyes.
Get it done.
Being in the specially made carriage, he didn't feel any bumps at all.
In the royal capital?
The chalk witch.
He looked at his index finger, and in a place where no one could notice, a silk thread was extending towards the distant royal capital.
As long as we have this thing, it won't be difficult to find her.