I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 697. A Lifelong Enemy

"Om-!!"

While Jiang Qiu'e was still in surprise, the roaring waves caused by the Refining God Tower had not yet subsided.

The spatial tremors were incredibly oppressive, causing the three Burning Angel disciples to take a half-step back in unison, while the surrounding runic light streams twisted and changed.

The two-dimensional painting where the Lion-riding youth was located remained largely unaffected, serenely suspended in the chaos.

However, upon seeing this dark and colossal tower, a look of bewildered surprise flashed across the young lion-riding man's eyes.

"What is this?" he asked, looking up in confusion.

The old man beside him was also puzzled: "We can't investigate it or see its specific appearance, but what we can be sure of is that this tower has a divine aura flowing through it. It is probably the manifestation of the authority of some god."

So it seems Xia Feng actually has a way to resist the purple mist? The black-robed old man kept looking at the towering Tower of Babel that stood between heaven and earth.

Xia Feng had already disappeared with the three women in front of the tower gate vortex.

However, it was also because of the appearance of the Black Tower that the purple mist in the outer city was temporarily driven back to the inner city, and only then did everyone see clearly—

On the streets outside the city, more and more people are climbing out of air-raid shelters and underground safe houses.
Thousands, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands.

Although the people were all enveloped by the purple mist, nothing seemed amiss. The bewildered confusion of not knowing what was happening, the fear and relief of narrowly escaping death, the joyful tears of couples embracing each other, and the panicked mothers holding and rocking their crying babies—all these reactions seemed to be those of normal people who had survived a catastrophe.

Strangely, after these 600,000 people came to their senses, they all seemed to have a unified goal. They gradually formed long queues in the city's extensive network of streets, without any need for guidance, and moved as orderly as ants.

They walked slowly toward the towering Tower of Babel in the inner city.

Even in this long queue, you can see babies in diapers crawling on the ground, and soon they gradually learn to walk and stand up straight. The lame elderly also unleash their potential and quickly go from limping to walking briskly.

As for the elderly disabled woman who had lost both legs, a burly man with a face full of scars and tattooed arms carried her on his back and politely queued in the long line, moving slowly forward.

At the outer city border, various forces gazed in astonishment at this bizarre scene.

"Sure enough."

The old man in black robes narrowed his cloudy eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "Although these people's souls have not been replaced, their minds no longer belong to them, which is no different from being possessed. In fact, this ability can silently inherit the original owner's memories, emotions, abilities, and social relationships, which may be even more terrifying than possession."

The ability to possess another's body does indeed exist in this world.

However, possession involves taking over the target's physical body and replacing their soul, and in most cases, it is impossible to inherit the original owner's memories and emotions.

Unless one possesses extraordinary abilities, there is a chance of absorbing and obtaining a portion of the original owner's memories.

But no matter how perfect the possession is, it still requires a replacement soul. This will be detected by special methods to determine whether the physical body has been transferred.

But the beings corrupted by the purple mist remain completely unchanged—both physically and spiritually. They will remember their family and friends, retaining the emotional connections they have. If they can, they can still play their roles in social relationships without any abnormality.

But if necessary, these corrupted individuals would most likely not hesitate to turn their knives on their own family and friends.

Xia Feng withdrew his gaze from the tower.

As always, the tower was filled with a thick, almost dripping, blood-red mist, resembling a dense swarm of bloodthirsty beasts, with eerie whispers and roars echoing from all directions.

The environment is eerie.

However, with Xia Feng's orders in place, these blood beasts did not attack or devour the three women. But when Cha Nai Xue looked at the blood-red mist floating around her, she still instinctively stiffened, goosebumps rising all over her body.

She had naturally seen many forms of Bloodhounds before, and the Black Moon Church also had related experimental halls for research on Evil Force.

But I've never seen so many blood beasts before; they're comparable to the purple mist that covers the entire city outside.

Both possess eerie and unsettling power, and it's hard to say which one will prevail.

Sure enough, the next moment, the walls of the Refining God Tower turned purple, and wisps of mist seeped in from the outside, quickly surging greedily towards Xia Feng and his companions.

The purple mist is indeed all-pervasive, ignoring all seals and spatial barriers. Without conceptual techniques, even with a divine artifact like the Divine Refining Tower, it is still impossible to stop the purple mist from penetrating.

Fortunately, this purple mist that terrifies everyone has met its mortal enemy today—

Blood-red Mist Sea!
The purple mist surged and roared like ten thousand demonic beasts attacking a tower, but as soon as it rushed into the sea of ​​blood mist, it rapidly evaporated, disintegrated, and finally condensed again.

All the purple mist that surged into the Blood Beast Mist Sea transformed into blood-red mist and joined the Blood Beast family.

The Bloodthirsty Beast devours all things, and its reputation is well-deserved.

Even these malevolent mists that can assimilate human thoughts cannot withstand the Blood Beast's forceful and domineering attack.

"The greater the impact of divine words on reality, the more mental energy is consumed."

Jiang Qiu'e frowned slightly, her face turning pale, and said in a deep voice, "Your tower is too big. With my current mental strength, I can only hold it for half an hour at most."

Is this all the time we have? Xia Feng fell into deep thought. The purpose of using immortal words to conceal the true appearance was to prevent any powerful figure from recognizing the origin of this tower.

After all, the Refining God Tower belongs to the Evil Demon, who is a mysterious being on par with the Void Emperor. If some powerful figure recognizes the Refining God Tower and then believes that he is the Evil Demon himself, then there will be trouble.

In other words, it is best to come up with a solution within half an hour.

"Speaking of which, couldn't we make this black tower smaller? That way, the coverage area of ​​Jiang Qiu'e's immortal words would also be smaller," Chana Yuki asked疑惑地.

“In fact, it is still not the complete form of the Black Tower.” Xia Feng shook his head. “Only when the Black Tower is larger can I activate more Blood Fiends. At the current level, it can barely resist the erosion of the purple mist outside.”

Xia Feng frowned, deep in distress.

Because of the Refining God Tower, two towering towers have appeared in this vast city standing on the Antarctic snowfield, facing each other from afar.

The Tower of Babel, a magnificent cylindrical structure with a dark, shimmering silver flame, rises thousands of meters into the clouds, exuding an aura of grandeur.

The Refining God Tower, too, soars straight into the clouds, its entire body as black as ink, yet its shape is hazy and indistinct.

The strange phenomena caused by the landing of the second Tower of Babel did not end within a few seconds.

It was like dropping several nuclear bombs on the south pole of a planet, with raging waves and shockwaves spreading for tens of thousands of miles.

Even the continental plates near Antarctica could feel a slight tremor.

Li Tian City, located near the equator, was unharmed, but the Venerables who had gathered on this planet for hunting Sirius or other reasons could clearly sense it.
An extremely terrifying and unusual divine fluctuation is emanating from the far south, sweeping across the entire globe!

They all put down what they were doing, looked south, and then vanished in an instant.

(End of this chapter)