Chapter 833 - Alice’s Decision
Chapter 833 Alice’s Decision
Greem and the others had only left Witherwater City for half a month, yet everything here had become so unfamiliar.
The once blue skies had turned a dark red. Strange and brilliant elementium ribbons floated and hovered in the air, entangled with each other and forming a beautiful, though terrifying, scene.
All the orcs within five hundred kilometers of the city had either been captured by the witches or had fled for more remote locations. It was the only reason this bizarre scenery had yet to been discovered by the orcs.
Greem lifted his head and looked at the wandering lights that had almost descended onto the roof of the orc council hall before entering. He couldn’t help but sigh to himself. The orcs didn’t have much time left!
These wondrous, beautiful, and seemingly phantasmal prismatic lights weren’t intangible substances; they indeed did exist.
They were mainly formed of the magical elementium leaking from within Witherwater City. It was a sign that the sacrificial ceremony that the Death Witches had been preparing had already started. It was only to avoid alerting the orcs and drawing them out into a full-force confrontation that the ceremony had not been completely put into motion.
Death Witch Khesuna waited casually inside the council hall, not a single expression on her delicate and cold face. It wasn’t the first time Greem had wondered if Khesuna had turned her body into an existence similar to corpse princesses.
The Destiny Guide would be able to safely bring her soul back to her body regardless of how dangerous the situation she had found herself in!
That was the true meaning of the existence of Destiny Guide!
Finally, Alice’s longing gaze shifted away from the magical lamp. She said decisively and firmly, “No, thanks. The power of us Fate Witches is not enough to participate in the upcoming battle. I wish to return to the World of Adepts as soon as possible!”
Greem, who was standing behind Alice, hesitated a few times. In the end, he decided against speaking his thoughts.
“Very well, then!” Khesuna put on a slight smile and said: “You and your men have to stay in Witherwater City for another three days. We will be hosting our sacrificial ceremony three days from now. Before the ceremony begins, we will open an ultra-long-range portal to send away some of our forces. You may choose to leave at that time. Very well; you may leave and go rest now. Remember, do not take a single step out of where you stay in the three days you will be spending in the city. Otherwise, we Death Witches will not be responsible for any accidents that occur.”
Khesuna was truly not jesting.
By the time Greem and Alice returned to the orc manor from last time with the other clan members, the doors were already guarded by a group of undead.
The manor was large, but when you stuffed a hundred magical machines and several dozen magic energy chariots into the place, there would no longer be enough space to stand, let alone sleep. Fortunately, the magical machines didn’t need a place to rest. The one dozen goblins packed themselves in a single room and barely managed to make enough space for the Crimson adepts.
However, this time, the orc servants and maids in the manor had all vanished without a trace. If it weren’t for Arms always bringing four beautiful maids with him, Greem and the adepts would probably be unable to even find a cook in the kitchen.
Once they had returned to the manor and retreated into their room, Greem looked up at the dark red sky. He couldn’t help but ask Alice, “Why did you reject Khesuna? That item seems like it would have been a tremendous help to you!”
Alice stopped by the door and shook her head silently. She didn’t turn back as she spoke, “It’s not worth it! It doesn’t matter how important a piece of equipment is. It will never be as important as our own lives.”
“You mean to say that there will be danger here?” Greem was shocked.
“Not that it will, but that it must!” Alice softly laughed as she said, “Don’t you underestimate those gods just because of how easy the past few days have been. If the gods were to unleash their true might, then we would be no more than some slightly stronger ants!”
Greem fell silent for a moment before nodding his head.
He was already somewhat feeling the loss of control at this stage of the planar war.
There was no doubt that the Beast God Aruger would exact wild and reckless revenge against the witches once he realized their true intentions. When that happened, the war here would most definitely escalate in severity.
At that time, even Fourth Grade witches might not be the ones directing the flow of the battlefield. Second Grade adepts like themselves would probably end up being just like what Alice had described– only slightly stronger ants on a vast battlefield!
It was best to leave as soon as possible.
Greem immediately dismissed all thought of watching the spectacle. An intense desire to retreat had taken its place.