Chapter 867 - Silent Swamp
Chapter 867 Silent Swamp
The war going on between the Fate Witches and the Coldwinter Witches was both strange and ridiculous.
The difference in power between both parties was so massive, yet their performance in combat was the extreme opposite.
The apprentices and witches of the Fate branch didn’t seem to care about their territories and resource sites being attacked. They would immediately retreat if they found themselves on the losing end. If the Coldwinter Witches insisted on pursuing them, they would even leave behind their elementium golems to buy them the opportunity to flee the battlefield.
However, whenever the Fate Witches gained the advantage, the entire group of witches and apprentices would form a suicide squad. They would use cheap elementium golems and have them charge the frontlines, where it was the most dangerous. Meanwhile, they would hide somewhere safe behind or use instant-cast magic wands and magic scrolls to attack their enemies.
Consequently, the Fate Witches kept their casualties at the absolute minimum in most battlefields!
The Coldwinter Witches did a count and discovered that their losses were at a shocking 11:1 ratio compared to the Fate Witches.
Even Morgana, who typically remained in Icesnow Valley, could no longer keep her composure after reading those heartbreaking casualty reports. Just two months after the war had begun, Morgana charged out of Icesnow Valley with a group of Frost Guardians.
On a small island in the depths of the swamp.
The surroundings were all silt and water that would cause one to sink if stepped upon. The hundred-meter-square island was the only place with solid dirt.
Mary was currently on this island.
She stood at the edge of the island, standing tall and proud as she looked into the distance.
The fog here was heavy, and vision was severely limited.
Moreover, silt, mud, water, bushes, thorns, and sinister ghost trees were everywhere; there were far too many places to hide. The Silent Swap itself also seemed to have its own mysteries. Even spiritual senses couldn’t pierce that veil-like fog.
As such, finding a hidden individual was nearly impossible if they were thirty meters away!
“Hmph! You won’t be able to escape!” A completely bound and bloody witch lay at Mary’s feet. She spoke resentfully, “With the Coldwinter Chill on your body, our people will be able to smell you even from five kilometers away. You won’t be able to escape to Dragonblight this time.”
“Escape? Why would I escape?” Mary’s expression remained unmoving, a faint smile on her face.
“Our leader has already caught up. Do you think you can fight off a Third Grade witch?”
“Hehe, you are right, indeed. Morgana has come. However, she has already wrapped around to the back of the Silent Swamp to cut me off. There are no longer any Third Grade witches on the battlefield in front of me!”
“You…what are you planning?” Zivelina saw Mary show no signs of panic despite being pursued. Moreover, Mary appeared to have a perfect grasp of everything happening outside the swamp.
Zivelina couldn’t help feel a trace of unease creep up her heart.
Could it be?
Unfortunately, before she could gather her thoughts, Mary lifted the tip of her foot and kicked the witch into the swamp in front of them.
“Bastard…you…”
Zivelina only managed to curse a single time before sinking into the swamp water, leaving a couple of bubbles behind. Several clear traces of movement under the water could be seen flailing toward the spot where she had sunk.
It was just a couple of adept-level magical creatures. They couldn’t really kill a Second Grade witch, even if she was injured and restrained. That said, a little bit of pain was unavoidable!
Having done all this, Mary leaped forward without any hesitation. She beat her wings and turned into a crimson flash as she surged toward the direction the witch had come from.
A blue spot of frostbite on the right of her waist vanished at a visible rate under the assault of her ferocious blood energy.
Somewhere in the Silent Swamp.
Ryp hovered gently ten meters above the swamp, slowly flying forward while assessing everything below.
The swamp wasn’t a static body of water. Instead, it slowly flowed in a particular direction. It was just the layer of soft grass on top of the swamp that gave the wrong impression that it was unmoving.
There were also clearly quite a lot of wild magical creatures in the mud.
Be it sludges, drowned zombies, or ghost nannies.…
None of these creatures could escape Ryl’s spiritual senses.
Mary had always been known for her cruelty and cunning plans. The Coldwinter Witches were never her opponents in a duel. However, at this moment, Ryl was accompanied by her companions on each side. Both of them were two hundred and fifty kilometers away from her. It made her feel a bit more relaxed.
It didn’t matter how savage Mary was; she could always last for three to five seconds, right?!
As long as Ryl could stall for three to five seconds, her companions would be able to reach her, and that so-called Bloody Queen would have a slim chance at escaping. This way, they would be able to capture a significant enemy without alerting the leader. It would be a considerable contribution to the clan.
The rewards would have to be satisfactory when she returned!
The Coldwinter Witches searched in a loose formation, all for the sake of luring out the enemy as soon as possible.
While Ryl was slowly searching, she suddenly sensed the aura of the Coldwinter Chill from somewhere in front of her. Moreover, that individual with the aura was charging toward her with the speed of an arrow.
Dammit, it’s Mary!
Ryl immediately narrowed her eyes.