I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 695. Invitation

Within the facial contours formed by the molten lava of the burning city, icy golden eyes gleamed: "Where is Anji?"

"The Tower of Babel." Xia Feng smiled, pointing towards the direction of the purple mist waves. "What, does Lord Fencheng wish for revenge?"

"But you angelic followers with your rat-like cowardice, you probably have no hope of revenge."

"You're asking for death!!" Seeing how arrogant this kid was, the Burning Angel disciples almost drew their swords in unison.

However, at this moment, the purple mist and sea of ​​clouds, which had been stagnant in the outer half of the city, surged in again like countless colossal beasts that blotted out the sky, roaring with thunderous sounds.

Nearly 10,000 people on the edge of Black Moon City retreated again, but behind them was a city-sealing barrier, leaving them nowhere to retreat.

The three Black Moon Knights who were slow to escape were quickly engulfed by the purple mist, and everyone couldn't help but turn their attention to them, observing their condition intently.

Strangely, the purple mist flowed into the Black Moon Knights' eyes, mouth, and nose. After the purple mist dissipated, the Black Moon Knights simply looked around in confusion, and then continued to flee towards the city's edge as if nothing had happened.

After they escaped the area covered by the purple mist, the surging purple mist did not stop, but continued to move slowly and steadily.

It's estimated that it will cover the entire city in just a few minutes, leaving no place to hide.

Whether it was Burning Heaven, the Lion-Riding Youth, the Black Moon Priest, or Xia Feng and the others, they all kept a wary eye on the three Black Moon Knights who had escaped, ready to launch an attack at any moment.

Seeing the hostile stares from all sides, the three Black Moon Knights were bewildered and helpless. They hurriedly waved their hands in alarm and explained, "It's alright, we're alright, we're alright!!"

The young man with the lion-riding expression was indifferent, and his left orange eye shone with an unusual light. The three knights kicked their legs and craned their necks as if they had been clamped by the neck, and slowly levitated.

Golden flames ignited on his purplish face.

"Young Master, how is it?" Beside the young man, a red-haired old man wearing a black robe and hood asked in a deep voice.

The young man with the lion-riding spirit shook his head: "I didn't find any negative effects of control or curse, and my soul wasn't possessed or replaced."

None of the parties present could detect anything unusual.

However, Mu Qingtong's thoughts quickly echoed in the minds of Xia Feng and the other two: "There is a problem with the spiritual matter. These purple mists can directly target the depths of the spiritual matter. Those three Black Moon Knights are most likely not the original people anymore."

"Miss Mu, with your mental strength, can you withstand the erosion of this strange purple mist?"

Mu Qingtong shook her head: "At most, it can withstand it for half a day. In the long run, it will also be eroded and assimilated."

Miss Mu could only hold on for half a day?
So, given their mental strength, they could probably only hold out for a few seconds at most? Xia Feng frowned slightly: "Jiang Qiu'e, can your ability to make your words come true keep these purple mists away from the four of us?"

"It can be used to treat tens of cubic meters of purple mist."

Jiang Qiu'e looked up at the sea of ​​purple mist that blotted out the sky and sighed, "If I had 20% of my peak strength, I could easily deal with this."

Forget about your peak, you're just a little fox now. Xia Feng stopped counting on her and wondered, "Miss Mu, what about you? Can you wish for something to rival something with your Destiny Stone?"

Mu Qingtong shook her head: "My life force is far from enough."

Good heavens, there's nothing we can do. As Xia Feng fell into deep thought, the vast purple mist in the world continued to slowly move forward.

Everyone was completely pushed to the edge, with no way out.

The low building where the Burning Angel Apostle was located was closest to the purple mist. The Light Apostle appeared from the void, and as his humanoid silhouette looked up, it scattered streams of light around the other three apostles, forming a barrier.

A surging purple mist enveloped the Burning Heaven disciples, swirling around the spherical light screen before continuing its onslaught towards the group. "Gentlemen, we cannot withstand this mist for long," a deep, booming voice, like molten lava, echoed throughout the land. "If you have any other plans or methods, Burning Heaven will cooperate fully. I also ask that you set aside past grievances and unite to fight this enemy!"

High in the sky, the divine lion beneath the young lion-riding man's feet, which had always kept its eyes half-closed, slowly raised its eyelids, its majestic gaze filled with divine power surveying the earth.

Instantly, the ten-cubic-meter space around the young lion seemed to be flattened into a two-dimensional shape, forming a painting.

The young man riding the lion, the old man beside him, and the thousands of soldiers behind him were all absorbed into the painting.

Xia Feng watched this scene with some surprise.
It's as if a ten-cubic-meter space has vanished from the three-dimensional world, the space is chaotic and lightless, and only a painting that sometimes appears three-dimensional and sometimes flat floats in the air.

“It’s a conceptual ability.” Jiang Qiu’e’s delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly, and a thought echoed in Xia Feng’s mind, “That lion is strange.”

Concepts are a realm that only those at the sage level can access.

Although Xia Feng did not sense the sage's spiritual pressure from the lion, judging from the move it displayed, it was probably extremely extraordinary.

As Burning Sky and the Lion-Riding Youth each used their methods, the knights and priests of the Black Moon Church hurriedly switched sides to their respective forces. Two cardinals humbly begged for mercy, apologized, and surrendered to the Lion-Riding Youth.

However, half of the knights refused to surrender and formed their own battle formations, trying to find a way to deal with the terrifying purple mist.

The scene was chaotic for a while.

But it was all in vain.

Both Burning Heaven and the Lion-Riding Youth ignored the Black Moon Church and indifferently observed the outside world.

At the same time, the black-robed elder beside the young lion-riding man quickly appeared in front of Xia Feng and his companions in a few flashes.

The old man cupped his hands in greeting to Chana Xue: "Your Excellency, my young master invites you to come over and take refuge there."

Chana Yuki narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly, and looked thoughtfully into the distance.

In the two-dimensional painting, the oil paint is vibrant, and the figures are lifelike.
The young man with the lion-like ...

Chana turned her head to look at Xia Feng beside her and whispered, "Shall we go?"

Xia Feng stared at the lion-riding youth with suspicion, but before he could say anything,
The old man in black robes cupped his hands again and said in a low, husky voice, "Your Excellency, my young master only invited you and Saintess Qiu'e."

Chana Yuki was taken aback and frowned.

As he spoke, the old man looked at Mu Qingtong, who was wearing a mask: "As for this lady, if you are willing to remove your disguise and reveal your identity, you can also seek refuge with my young master."

"This is interesting. So they're here to target me," Xia Feng raised an eyebrow, but he was puzzled. When did he ever provoke this person?
According to Cha Naiyuki, the young man from the Lion Royal Guard is related to Master Miao, and his attack on the Black Moon General Court is to rescue Master Miao.

However, one of Xia Feng's purposes for this trip was to save Master Miao.

Their interests should be aligned.

A question flashed through Xia Feng's mind, and he glanced at the woman in the snow-white dress beside him. Wait a minute.
Could it be because of this thing?

Chana Yuki has a terrible personality; she's always scheming and plotting, and she's opportunistic and ungrateful. But there are always many people who like her and idolize her.

Could that young man with the lion-like aura be another admirer of Cha Nai Xue?
(End of this chapter)