Chapter 359
Chapter 359 The Tower Opens
The Tower of Fate.
The building was a unique tower that had been sealed for a long time.
This place was in Dragonblight, a land far more barren and rural than even the wasteland known as Desolace.
Any outsider that entered the Northern Lands would have to go north of Dian City, through the territories of the Death Witches and the Coldwinter Witches, and then through the dangerous area of the Chittering Hunting Grounds before they could step foot on Dragonblight.
The Tower of Fate stood tall in the center of Dragonblight.
The only reason why this area was known as Dragonblight was due to the actions of the First Witch of Fate when she had built the Tower of Fate. Nine mighty dragons had been sacrificed here. If one was lucky enough to tour Dragonblight, they might dig out the shattered bone remains of ancient dragons in the hills nearby.
This event was why this place was also a land cursed by the dragons that no outsiders dared to enter without good reason!
“Bowing to her? A Second Grade witch like me having to bow to a First Grade like her?” A high-Grade witch that had only advanced for two hundred years yelled.
“There’s nothing odd about that!” A senior witch shook her head and sighed, “As long as she obtains the acknowledge of the Tower of Fate, she will be the leader of the Witches of Fate. Even Third Grade witches would have to pay their respects to her as they do to their own branch leaders. Even if the new Witch of Fate is only First Grade, she will have equal authority as the Fourth Grade witch leaders in the Witch Council. She will have the power to decide the future of the Northern Lands. These are the rules left behind by Her Majesty, the Queen Witch! No one dares to go against them!”
The witches who were unfamiliar with the ancient rules gasped. It was only now that they vaguely grasped the significance of the Tower of Fate’s activation.
A prolonged, desolate howl by a magical wolf came from the ground as the witches continued their conversation. Mixed between the howls and the cries of the wolves was a hell of blades of ice and swords of snow.
All the witches looked at the representatives of the Witches of Deceit when they felt the cold aura on the ground.
Witch Rena was among these representatives. She was the mother of the approaching witch. Snowlotus, the Dancer of Ice and Frost.
Pride and relief rose on Rena’s face when everyone looked towards her.
She had brought up such a powerful witch that could lead the Northern Lands in the future. It was natural that she was happy and joyous about this. Her mother was the leader of the Witches of Deceit. If her daughter became the leader of the Witches of Fate, wouldn’t this herald the rise of a new and powerful clan of witches?
And she, as the link between these two powerful witches, would undoubtedly go down in history as the witch with the most power in the history of the Northern Lands!
Rena couldn’t help but smile in confidence whenever she imagined this glorious future.
Snowlotus, who had not appeared for some time, appeared before the Tower, wrapped in a cloud of chilling aura under everyone’s gaze.
Not a single trace of fear or panic could be seen on her face, even as several dozen wolves attacked her with strength rivaling that of adepts.
An armor of ice hung upon her body as she casually strolled through the pack of wolves. Whenever a wolf charged to a side, an ice crystal one meter in width and height would appear. The wolves would be frozen on the spot if they even touched the cube.
Even though the duration of the freezing effect was extremely short, it was more than enough for Snowlotus to kill it with a cone of ice. Or, she could slide away from the attacking wolf.
It was thanks to these little tricks that Snowlotus had made it through the pack of wolves without taking any damage. She reached the gates of the Tower.
Snowlotus lifted her head and looked at the witches from the various branches. A faint smile appeared on her snow-white face as she bowed respectfully.
She locked eyes with her mother. Witch Rena subtly nodded her head.
Snowlotus raised one of her beautiful eyebrows before slowly walking into the Tower as if something was on her mind.
“Time should be almost up!”
“Mm, another fifteen minutes and the Tower of Fate closes! Then those late fellows won’t have any chance to get in anymore!”
Some of the witches started whispering to each other. Meanwhile, their eyes turned towards the Death Witches.
A massive rumbling came from the outer edge of Dragonblight as they were still wondering about the situation.
Just then, a gigantic spider-shaped golem arrived in front of everyone’s eyes.
It crushed and stormed through all the magical beasts of Dragonblight without stopping. The spider golem continued with its clanging footsteps, dragging with it the blood and severed limbs of magical creatures as it marched towards the Tower.
A muscular male adept leaped off from the back of the golem. Alice then poked out of the abdomen of the golem and used a small talisman to stow the massive machine.
“I’ll see you guys later, aunties and grannies!”
The petite, eight year-old-sized Alice waved at the witches before diving through the barrier.
The atmosphere suddenly turned awkward and solemn!