Witch's Embrace

"The Witch's Convent" by DaoistaHADNk

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Everyone moved forward, breaking in from the other side of the battlefield, each displaying their skills. Hawthorne raised his hand from afar, and two magical circles appeared in mid-air, followed by two intense energy beams shooting out.

It was Magic Missile, known for its long range, allowing it to strike first.

With the Illusionist's Bracers, even as a fourth-level warlock, he could shoot two energy streams at once to attack the enemy.

He wasn't worried about exposing the Illusionist's Bracers—at least not yet. This is due to the special nature of the Magic Missile cantrip, which doesn't increase in power gradually with the spellcaster's level but rather suddenly increases in number at specific levels.

Specifically, a fifth-level spellcaster can fire two energy beams at once, at eleventh level three beams, and at seventeenth level four beams.

Therefore, a spellcaster releasing two Magic Missiles simultaneously is quite normal. Hawthorne could pretend to be a fifth-level spellcaster who hasn't yet mastered third-circle spells to keep the Illusionist's Bracers a secret.

Of course, he can only pretend for now. Once he reaches fifth level and can use the Illusionist's Bracers to fire four energy beams at once, he won't be able to continue pretending.

But those are things to worry about later. For now, he could use Magic Missile freely and shoot without cost!

Bang bang—!

Whether due to good luck or his aim indeed improving significantly over time, both Magic Missiles hit their targets, sending two cultists flying backward!

Almost acting simultaneously was Cuivis. Her casting ability had greatly diminished, making it impossible for her to cast the fifth-circle Cloudkill that could instantly be fatal. Moreover, Hawthorne specifically instructed her to avoid collateral damage to the Amazons who were also fighting the cultists. Therefore, she only raised her hand to shoot a nauseating green ray—a simple first-level spell.

Ray of Sickness.

The beam silently struck a cultist, who immediately clutched his chest and coughed up blood loudly.

Even though the yellow glow from the statue kept shining, it couldn't resist the poison's erosion of his internal organs. It was clear that his death was only a matter of time!

"Aganazzar's Scorcher!"

The third person to act was Ectar. Along with Heidi and Yuta, she rushed to a position close to the enemy's formation, chanting an intricate incantation, then raised her right hand. Suddenly, a thick pillar of fire shot from the palm of her hand!

Aganazzar's Scorcher!

This spell's temperature was equivalent to the second-level Burning Hands, but its range was several times larger!

The pillar of fire shot straight ahead nearly thirty meters before stopping, almost piercing through the cultist formation, igniting their lower garments and forcing them to roll around awkwardly, instantly splitting the battlefield in two!

Heidi and Yuta seized the chaos caused by the surprise attack and rushed forward. Heidi summoned dark energy tentacles around her body, diving into the crowd and absorbing their frail life force.

This was a simple first-level spell, "Arms of Hadar." Heidi didn't intend to use her full power right from the start. As the second strongest witch present, she knew her true mission was not to eliminate these minor spell-wielding minions but to confront Die, whose strength might have returned to its peak.

Meanwhile, Yuta cut through the crowd like a steel blade, piercing straight into the heart of the cultist formation!

Shhh—

Her small hand rose, and with reddish-purple fingernails, she intended to decapitate an obstructing cultist. However, she paused mid-swing, redirected, and stabbed her talon straight through his heart, twisting slightly to grind it into minced flesh!

"Ugh…"

The man groaned in pain as blood spurted forth. Yuta leaped over him before he fell, heading directly for the two statues!

"Perfect opportunity!"

Seeing such potent reinforcements enter the fray, Gael Portel's eyes lit up, and she no longer stayed hidden behind cover. She leaped into battle: "Warriors, advance!"

She jumped nearly three to four meters high, tracing a graceful arc through the air, and then, while airborne, she threw her spear towards the ground—

Whoosh—!

The sharp spear pierced through a cultist's chest, with a gush of blood spraying out, clearly severing his aorta. He was as good as dead; not even the statue's magic power could save him now!

With the unexpected attack and being caught from both sides, the once-confident cultists quickly showed signs of defeat. They lost their command momentarily, unsure of where to attack first, resulting in sporadic firing of chromatic orbs that covered both sides but failed to suppress either!

Thus, the remaining Amazon women also charged forward fearlessly, using their formidable melee combat skills to brutally attack these cultists once they got close!

These female warriors weren't just subjected to rigorous training; they also didn't lack nutrition. Especially the new generation of warriors in recent years, thanks to national prosperity, had ample nutrition since childhood. They developed to be taller, fuller, and stronger than their mothers, making the harsh training and assessments no issue!

As a result, they now completely overpowered these emaciated cultists, who had little to no military training!

Seeing this, Hawthorne nodded slightly, feeling very pleased.

Excellent, the situation is very favorable to us now. At this rate, it's only a matter of time before all the cultists are wiped out.

The advantage is ours! Thinking this, he glanced at the Amazon women, and seemingly sensing his gaze, the blood-covered Gael Portel turned her head. Seeing his recognizable white hair and handsome face, she immediately flashed a hearty smile.

Hawthorne also smiled slightly, raising a hand to greet this unexpectedly allied warrior, then prepared to reengage in the fight.

But at that moment, Andinie suddenly cried out, "Master, bad news, Die… she's coming out!"

She hadn't joined the battle, instead expending all her energy to try and let her insects quietly infiltrate the lumber yard, hoping to catch a glimpse inside to see Die's current form.

And then, she brought this shocking news!

Hmm?!

Hawthorne's body tensed suddenly as he turned to face the direction of the lumber yard, his expression serious and alert as if facing a great enemy.

The remaining witches heard the call too and quickly turned their heads.

Then, all the witches saw some sort of distortion at the entrance of the lumber yard.

Following that, surrounded by eight cultists draped in luxurious robes, a large brain-shaped monster covered in flagella slowly moved out using the tentacle limbs at the bottom of its body, emerging from the entrance of the abandoned lumber yard.

Die had proactively walked out of the lumber yard.

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