I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 66. The Birth Ceremony
Xia Feng naturally recognized the woman in the glass coffin as the mysterious woman he had met in his dream.

In the dream, she said she had a husband, which should refer to Wang Jue.

The strange thing is, if the princess is in the glass coffin, then who was outside before?
Before Xia Feng could think further, a cracking sound came from the ceiling.

bang——

A figure crashed through the wall, leaving a trail of light in the air like a cannonball, heading straight for the ice-blue glass coffin. Thump—

Ripples spread across the surface of the glass coffin, and the figure was thrown back by the immense force and crashed into the wall, filling the air with smoke and dust.

"Cough, cough——"

Xia Feng recognized the sound as Zhao Jie's painful cough, guessing that he was seriously injured.

"Click, click, click—" A series of camera clicks came from behind. Xia Feng turned around and found that Wei Shutong had appeared behind him at some point and was taking pictures of the glass cabin with a camera.

It was a pod filled with nutrient solution, nestled in a corner. Inside the transparent glass, the head of a girl floated, her eyes vacant.

"Hey, Lao Wei, you're surrounded and you still have the mood to take pictures?!" More and more pale-faced men rushed into the corridor, and Xia Feng and his group had no choice but to retreat step by step.

"Kid, you need to learn to stay calm and collected in any situation. That's what makes you cool." The slicked-back man in the suit pressed the shutter button with his left hand while simultaneously raising his shotgun to the side with his right. Bang—

The fire snake spewed forth, and the white-faced man who charged forward had his head splattered with blood, falling backward to the ground.

"Handsome, damn it!" Xia Feng cursed, flipped his broadsword, and pushed the blade backward. The white-faced man rushing from behind coughed up blood and collapsed to the ground.

Swah——

Xia Feng drew his sword and rushed towards Mushroom, who had fallen to the ground. He picked him up around the waist, rolled him several times on the ground, and dashed out of the crowd of attackers, landing steadily beside Wei Shutong.

"You came."

Wei Shutong put down his camera and handed a large stack of photos and a USB flash drive directly to Xia Feng.

"What the hell?! What's going on here?" Xia Feng subconsciously took the photos and USB drive, then paused, stunned. "Wait, why are you giving me this?"

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang—" A dense array of gun barrels appeared around Wei Shutong, and he began to fire in a circling pattern.

The outer perimeter of the gun formation was immediately surrounded by Wei Shutong, and they were plunged into a hail of bullets, with blood flying everywhere.

"Hey! There are still our own people outside!" Xia Feng was shocked.

"Then let them fend for themselves."

Wei Shutong said casually, then turned around and said seriously, "Two things. First, give the photo to Big Face Cat. His location is written on the back of the photo. Remember to tell him that it has been confirmed that his granddaughter is dead! Second, keep the USB drive safe. Only give it to someone you trust if you really can't keep it safe."

"Okay, that's settled! You can go now."

As the words fell, the gun emplacement opened slightly, revealing a small door leading to the outside world.

"Whoosh—" Just then, the gun muzzle went silent, and a blood-stained blade pierced through the gunfire, its tip resting on Wei Shutong's forehead.

"We're all on the same side!" Xia Feng shouted to the woman in the black dress outside.

The gun formation split up, and Wei Shutong frowned as he looked at Mu Qingtong: "Can she be trusted?"

"can."

"Alright, you two can leave." Wei Shutong stomped his foot, and a wave of energy rippled outwards, instantly knocking the two men outside the door.

"Wait a minute, there are mushrooms too!"

"She'll be in more danger if she stays with you." Wei Shutong folded his hunting rifle into a hunting knife, stood in front of the door with the knife in his suit, and said in a stern voice, "We'll protect her. You go!"

Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong exchanged a glance. Neither of them were the type to hesitate, and since they had chosen to believe Wei Shutong, they would believe him to the end.

"go!"

The two turned and quickly disappeared into the dense forest.
When the King arrived at the laboratory, apart from the central ice-blue glass coffin which remained intact, the surrounding area had been reduced to ruins, with flames raging everywhere.

A group of pale-faced people were scattered around cleaning up the battlefield.

Wang Jue surveyed his surroundings with a grim expression, suppressing his anger as he asked in a low voice, "Where are they?"

“Wei Shutong, who stayed behind to cover the retreat, has been captured and is unconscious.” Zhao Jie, sweating profusely, lowered his head. “But Li Hongdou was snatched away by the cat-faced man.”

"Stolen?!" Wang Jue suddenly turned his head, his majestic gaze fixed on Zhao Jie as if he wanted to devour him.

Zhao Jie quickly lowered his head, not daring to speak.

"The princess will be born in two days."

A man in black robes emerged from the shadows. He wore a white mask with a blood-red number 8 etched on it, and his voice was hoarse. “Your Highness, I’ve said it before: after many trials and tribulations over the years, the causal threads on the Princess’s body remain unclear, and problems will inevitably arise sooner or later. Now, Li Hongdou is the only option left. If Li Hongdou doesn’t acknowledge the Princess’s existence, her spirit will have difficulty completing the birth ceremony, let alone merging with the divine body.”

As he spoke, the eight-faced man looked up at the woman in the glass coffin, dressed in the ancient phoenix dress.

At the same time, a woman in a red dress walked in, and everyone quickly retreated three meters away.

The woman in the red dress had lost her veil, revealing a fox-like, upturned cheek that was identical to the one in the glass coffin.

She walked slowly around the glass coffin like a ghost, finally stopping in front of it. She looked up silently, but her eyes were still covered by a black veil, so she could not see anything.

However, visible to the naked eye, wisps of spiritual light emanated from the surface of the woman in the red dress and drifted toward the glass coffin. This was clearly a very stable soul that could exist in the human world for a long time.

Wang Jue frowned as he stared at the soul entity: "Are you sure she will acknowledge me as her master when she opens her eyes?"

"Don't worry, Your Highness."

The 8-faced man smiled faintly, “Our Divine Calamity Society’s information is infallible. According to the records, when this person awakens and opens her eyes, her pupils will be filled with golden light. After the golden light fades, the first human she notices will recognize her as her master and serve her.”

As he spoke, the 8-faced man shook his head again, "But this is on the premise that the princess's spirit can complete the birth ceremony and merge with the divine body before the day after tomorrow, otherwise it will all be in vain."

"Your Highness, Li Hongdou is the key to the birth of the princess. I suggest we capture her as soon as possible."

Wang Jue naturally understood the crux of the matter, and glanced at Zhao Jie, "What are you all standing there for! Go and arrest them!"

"Yes!" Zhao Jie quickly clasped his hands and withdrew.

"Eighth Master, my men are severely wounded and I have no one left to use. So, I wonder if you could do me a favor?"

"Your Highness, please speak freely."

The 8-faced man smiled faintly, “Although the Divine Calamity Society’s invasion of District 51 failed, we have seen the sincerity of Your Excellency, so it is our duty to do something for you.”

Wang Jue nodded, his eyes slightly narrowed.

"Among those who escaped were two little ones, one named Xia Feng and the other named Mu Qingtong. The photos and USB drive they possessed are very detrimental to me."

"I would like to ask Mr. Ba to make a trip into the Evil Dragon Forest."

"Oh?"

The eight-faced man seemed to be deep in thought. "Xia Feng? I've heard of him. It's said that this kid's ability to copy magical artifacts caused a sensation in Weiyang. He's a rare talent."

"They are talented, but unfortunately they chose the wrong team."

Wang Jue chuckled lightly and reminded him in a deep voice, "However, Mr. Ba, your spiritual weapon is a rare B-grade spiritual weapon. You must not use it in front of that kid, otherwise it will be very troublesome if he copies it."

"Haha~ Then Your Highness can rest assured."

The eight-faced man shook his head and chuckled, "I am a highly corrupted being; my magical artifacts have long been severely tainted by evil energy. If he dares to copy my artifacts, he's welcome to try. The only problem is that he might have the chance to copy them but not the chance to use them."

(End of this chapter)