I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 686. The Cage
If it weren't for this suddenly appearing mysterious force...

Xia Feng planned to disguise himself as Anji the Holy Priest and deliberately get captured, then enter the tower alone to look for an opportunity.

After all, he can be resurrected, and he also has a spatial bracelet that can teleport him directly to Miss Mu's side, so entering the tower alone is the safest option.

The three women were to provide support from outside the tower and adapt to changing circumstances.

But now, an unknown third party has emerged.

He then changed his plans at the last minute.

The mysterious force seemed to have come prepared. Although the siege lasted for a full six hours, the outer city fell instantly as a spy within Black Moon successfully broke through the defensive barrier from the inside, and the entire city was engulfed in flames.

Five hours later, the first line of defense in the main court area was also breached by the mysterious force.

At this moment, a cardinal finally appeared in the Tower of Babel, leading a large legion of knights to rush to the front lines as reinforcements.

"The main court area has six layers of defense, each stronger than the last. Although it is difficult to attack, without the help of Saint Realm experts to defend it, these remaining five layers of defense will not last long."

As Chana Yuki spoke, Xia Feng seemed to sense something and activated his Deconstruction Eye, looking northward.

Eleven hours later, around four in the afternoon, the northern building complex, which should have been brightly lit, was suddenly covered by a massive shadow, which rapidly moved toward the Tower of Babel.

The Tower of Babel was shrouded in darkness. Three angelic warriors stepped out of the shadows, two of them at the fourth level and one at the holy level, unleashing their terrifying aura as they began their assault on the Tower of Babel.

Xia Feng quickly understood the intentions of these Burning Angel disciples.

"They probably realized that the Holy Shepherd of Moro was currently preoccupied, so they came to take advantage of the situation."

It must be said that in the past, relying solely on the forces of the apostles of Burning Heaven and the unknown forces outside, it would have been a pipe dream to conquer the Black Moon General Court.

But now, the Pope is nowhere to be found, one of the Trinity has defected, one is imprisoned, and the remaining one is presumably restricted in his movements while preparing for a sacrificial ceremony. All of the top combatants are gone.

As for the three saintesses who were granted various array permissions, two of them were thinking about how to save the Holy Shepherd, while the whereabouts of the remaining Olivia were also unknown.

Even in such a crisis, the Tower of Babel only sent a cardinal to the front lines to oversee the situation.

It is clear that the Holy Shepherd of Moro truly cannot send more troops to resist the siege by the mysterious forces.

The Holy Priest of Morocco is probably also racing against time.

While they were thinking, Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong looked at the woman in the green dress. The woman in the green dress tensed up slightly, sensing that the two men's gazes were not friendly, and she subconsciously took a half step back.

Two minutes later,

Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong successfully used the [Dragon Clan Spirit Robe - Myriad Manifestations], transforming into the two leg rings on the woman in the green dress.

Jiang Qiu'e's expression remained unchanged. Her thighs, pressed together seamlessly beneath her blue skirt, took a deep breath and noticed the strange gaze that Cha Nai Xue was staring intently at her thighs. She raised her ethereal eyes slightly and said coldly, "It's your turn. Hurry up."

Chana Xue wrapped her arms around the woman in the blue dress's slender waist, leaned close to her ear, and smiled faintly: "Nine-Tailed Star God, why do you seem a little excited?"

"!" Jiang Qiu'e's beautiful eyes widened almost imperceptibly, but her expression remained unchanged, as if she hadn't understood Cha Naixue's teasing. She simply said in a low voice, "If you keep dawdling, you might miss the chance to save Master Miao."

Chana Yuki didn't say anything more. Her snow-white figure, embracing the blue dress, scattered into black light and shadow, converging at the white skin beneath the bulging blue dress to form a black crescent moon.

Besides the S-rank Spirit Robe Moon Goddess, the Black Moon Church has many other dual-cultivation spirit robes (meaning to cultivate and construct spirit particles in sync, not to engage in sexual intercourse), such as the one they are currently using.

[Rank B Spirit Garment - Snow Imprint Plum Blossom Wound] If one of the practitioners possesses a divine body, after practicing this spirit garment, one can completely merge their spirit and flesh into the other, accelerating the recovery of their injuries, spiritual energy, and mental power. However, the cost is that the other practitioner's spiritual energy and mental power will decrease simultaneously, resulting in the same injuries.

The conditions for learning this spirit garment are very strict, and it comes at the cost of harming the other party, so almost no one in the Holy See would learn it.

However, after deciding to cooperate to resist the suppression of the other two evil men and women, Chana Yuki and Jiang Qiu'e began to work hard to learn how to make their own spirit clothes that could work together.

This Snow-Stained Plum Blossom Scar is one of the spirit garments they learned together.

As Chana Yuki merged into her body, Jiang Qiu'e frowned, her long legs instinctively pressed together again, and she raised her hand to cover her left chest, pursing her lips to suppress the strange feeling in her heart.

"boom--!!"

The heavens and earth trembled, and the war continued.

At that moment, the main gate of the Tower of Babel suddenly swung open, and a cardinal emerged, leading five hundred Black Moon Knights. Their imposing presence clashed with the three Burning Angels who were attacking the tower.

Jiang Qiu'e reacted quickly. The instant the gates of the Tower of Babel opened and the spatial seal dissipated, she whispered in a fairy voice: "I am in the Tower of Babel, in the center of room 102."

whoosh-

As if a frame had been dropped in the video, the surrounding dim scenery transformed into the tranquil appearance of a training room.

Inside the Tower of Babel, the Saintess also had her own secluded chamber, but she rarely used it because she was not in the main court most of the year.

This tower room number 102 is Jiang Qiu'e's private training room.

She looked around, her ethereal eyes gleaming softly. She used her spiritual energy to activate her spiritual eye and scanned the area outside the room.

However, the Tower of Babel possessed the ability to prevent spying. Her spiritual senses could not extend more than a hundred meters before she felt a sharp pain in her mind and was forced to retract.

Just then, a clear, cold female voice came from the dark leg ring binding her right thigh: "Tower Room 601."

Jiang Qiu'e nodded and spoke again in her divine voice: "I am in the Tower of Babel, in the center of Tower 601."

The greater the impact of divine words on reality, the greater the consumption; moreover, if one wishes to apply them to a living being, one can only apply them to oneself.

Fortunately, Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong used the Dragon Clan Spirit Robe to transform into a non-living special state, and Cha Naixue used the Dual Cultivation Spirit Robe to temporarily become one with her, allowing her to use immortal words to lead the three of them together.

But the Tower of Babel, a colossal tower whose top breaks through the troposphere, not only has a much larger space than imagined, but the higher you go, the more terrifying the pressure becomes.

From number 102 to number 601, the upward teleportation was 5 kilometers, and the pressure on the body increased five hundred times in an instant!
Jiang Qiu'e could clearly feel a slight tingling sensation on her skin and an increased blood flow in her veins.

Room 601 was still empty, but when her intuition reached out,

They saw streaks of crimson lightning, resembling divine serpents, flickering and swaying their tails in the dim clouds, forming a terrifying cage of divine lightning amidst the flashing light and shadow.

Inside the cage was a middle-aged woman dressed in a white divine robe.

The woman wore reading glasses with a necklace, her gray eyes, adorned with slight crow's feet, were lowered, her gaze peaceful.

If it weren't for the surrounding divine lightning, she would look like a kind and gentle ordinary middle-aged woman.

(End of this chapter)