Chapter 871 - Witch Challenge
Chapter 871 Witch Challenge
Morgana slowly walked across Dragonblight, one step at a time.
Everything within her vision was a tragic and cursed land drowned in overgrown grass. She could occasionally see massive dragon bones hidden by the dirt and sand in the distance.
After tens of millions of years of winds and sand, the bones were completely white, absent of any other color. The ghostly and vengeful cries of resentful spirits could be heard every time the cold winds blew through the bones.
Countless strange creatures roamed the barren grasslands, yellow sand, and black earth. They gathered in packs of two and three, restlessly patrolling this land cursed by the dragons. Whenever they saw outsiders enter, they lunged forward in a swarm, using their fearless ferocity and terrifying numbers to leave the gravediggers in this land forever.
It was said that a cursed dragonbone altar was hidden in the depths of Dragonblight, while the materials used to create the altar were the bones and dragon crystal of a high-grade dragon.
That was why so many gravediggers and treasure hunters continued to rush to this place despite knowing of its danger. They all dreamed of digging up one or two dragon crystals and living a life of no worries.
Of course, they came, and they stayed.
“Hmph, as long as you understand!” Morgana snorted coldly, “As a Third Grade witch, I’m not willing to bully a mere Second Grade witch such as yourself either. So, if you surrender and hand over the imprisoned Coldwinter Witches, I…”
“I accept your challenge!”
“…can look past the transgressions and let you continue…what? What did you say?” Morgana was interrupted by Alice before she could finish. She was utterly shocked.
“I said, I accept your challenge!” Alice repeated her words once more, pronouncing every syllable with the utmost seriousness.
“You understand what you are doing?” The chill from Morgana’s white eyes pressed forward, and her entire body radiated a murderous aura.
“I’ve simply accepted your branch challenge!” Alice once again appeared calm and relaxed, “However, you are a Third Grade, and I am a Second Grade. You don’t mind if I bring along a few subordinates, do you?”
“Who do you intend to bring with you?”
“Don’t worry; I won’t break any of the rules and bring those Third Grade dragons with me. I will only bring four subordinates, and all of them will be Second Grade. There’s no problem, is there?”
“No…no problem!” For some reason, the sudden strike from Alice caught Morgana completely off-guard. She started stuttering, unsure of how she should respond.
To think a Second Grade witch leader would dare to accept the challenge of a Third Grade witch leader. She couldn’t possibly be her opponent, even if she brought along a few more Second Grade subordinates! Morgana was somewhat confused when facing this bizarre situation.
She was the one that issued the challenge. Why was it Alice seemed even more eager than she was?
Was…was there a scheme behind this?
But Alice already expressed that she wouldn’t bring along any Third Grades. How was she supposed to turn the tables then?
She couldn’t possibly believe that four or five Seconds Grades would be enough to take down a Third Grade, could she? Moreover, it was a Third Grade witch who was the leader of an entire witch branch!
Could Alice also possess a large number of elementium golems?
Greem’s legend of defeating a Third Grade veteran adept as a Second Grade had already spread throughout the Continent of Adepts. Even Morgana, who lived in the Northern Lands, had heard the news.
However, such a victory required far too many conditions to happen!
Firstly, the location of the battle had to be a restricted area, such as an arena.
Without such a restriction, any Third Grade adept would have the ability to retreat from battle at any time the fight turned against them. They would never be tortured to death by such a despicable tactic that relied on pure numbers.
Secondly, irregulars who possessed as many elementium golems as Greem were extremely rare.
If it weren’t for the shocking number of Second Grade elementium golems in his possession, and his complete disregard for the cost of their sacrifice, he would never have forced a veteran Third Grade adept into such an awkward position.
Of course, the most decisive battlefield advantage was Greem’s ability to hide in the sea of fire.
If it weren’t for that powerful ability to conceal himself and keep the Third Grade adept from finding his true form, he would never have been able to drag out the battle as long as he did.
It was all these various factors added together that caused that Third Grade adept to fall victim to Greem’s schemes!
However, Morgana had chosen this ample space in front of the Tower of Fate as the battlefield. There was no chance of her being surrounded and beaten to death. Furthermore, unlike the Death Heralding Crow, Morgana possessed many area-of-effect ice spells. She wasn’t afraid of multiple enemies.
Thus, after some quick thought, Morgana nodded and agreed to the challenge!