Chapter 708: Beam of Light Test

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It was the first time Phyllis felt that waiting was so difficult. She thought that after four hundred years of hard work, time had become the least thing she cared about, but she didn't expect that just one morning would make her feel restless.

If Serin's statement is correct, finding the Chosen One means the end of the battle of divine will - the instrument of divine punishment can destroy all devils, and her mission is over.

Without the body made by the church, most of the remnants will enter the long sleep one after another, and this time the long sleep may not be awakened one day; or they will integrate their souls with Lady Eleanor and contribute their last portion of residual heat.

When she thought of this, indescribable complex feelings would surge in her heart. Apart from the long-awaited relief, there was also a trace of reluctance. The life imprisoned in the empty shell, even if it can continue, is a kind of torture. After the war is over, she can usher in a real rest. But when she thought of closing her eyes forever and never being able to see Taquila's glorious world again, she found it hard to let go.

Two contradictory emotions hit her in turn until the afternoon came.

"Are you ready?" Wendy appeared in the castle hall.

"Anytime," Phyllis stood up immediately.

"Come with me."

Led by Wendy, she walked through a promenade made of olive trees in the back garden, and came to a small open space. Under the cover of the surrounding fence and dense vines, she could only see a small piece of sky above her head and the "walkway" when she came. If you want to leave here, you have to go back the same way.

Phyllis instantly understood the other party's intentions, and the witches under observation would appear at the end of the corridor one by one. This distance would not affect the observation, but also ensured the safety of the alliance members.

If there is any change, this corridor is definitely an insurmountable gap for her.

Not only did Phyllis not feel disgusted, but she had a higher opinion of the mortal king - at least he didn't treat the witch as a dispensable accessory, and his behavior was impeccable before he fully gained trust.

So far, the rating of the Witch Union in her mind has risen to the level of the holy city. If it is said that the witch organization has a scale and means, but is suppressed by the secular world, it has not yet had enough influence. Now, adding their share in the king's heart, this The alliance already has a faint shadow of the federation.

Not long after Wendy left, the first witch appeared in her vision.

It was Agatha.

When the youngest promoted person in the Taquila era summoned a piece of clear light blue ice crystal, Phyllis had already completed her observation, and the beam of light was comparable to Maggie, not the chosen person she was looking for.

After indicating that the test was completed, Agatha did not leave the corridor, but walked straight to her.

"My lord?" Phyllis was a little surprised.

"I was also a member of the Quest Society, and I am very interested in things like magic stones. You don't mind if I watch them together?"

"Of course not," Phyllis shook her head first, and then gave her the high-ranking witch's salute respectfully, "By the way, I haven't thanked you for your help. If it weren't for your words, I'm afraid I wouldn't have The chosen one can be determined so quickly."

"This is your own choice," Agatha waved her hand, "Keep watching."

"yes."

Next, the witches displayed their abilities one by one at the end of the corridor. She placed the ring between the two of them. In addition to observing the intensity of the beam of light, Agatha would also record the results.

During this period, Phyllis also discovered a lot of dazzling orange light—for example, a witch named Soraya, whose beam of light was as wide as her shoulders, even better than Anna and Nightingale. As for the other witch, Evelyn, the intensity of the beam of light was astonishing, almost twice as strong as that of Anna.

In addition, Echo and Axia had stronger orange light, and they both reached the same width as their bodies.

The most eye-catching member of the alliance is the leaf.

When she activated the magic power, Phyllis thought for a moment that she saw Lady Eleanor, and countless finger-thick orange lights rose from the surroundings, straight into the sky, like a fence connecting the sky and the earth—these beams of light came from the garden Each of the plants, they echo the magic of the leaves, like a living creature. And the beam of light above Ye Zi's head is close to the edge of the colorful magic stone, which is not inferior to Lady Eleanor.

The moment the beam of light bloomed, Phyllis felt her heart almost jump out of her chest, almost thinking that Ye Zi was the Chosen One that the Taquila survivors prayed for. However, after forcibly suppressing the jumping mood, she found that the beam of light was still a little away from the edge of the magic stone——the orange light reflected would not change with the distance of the observed target, as long as it was placed in front of her eyes, what she saw The sight you see is the real representation of the key.

Although beams of light rose up throughout the back garden, they were not the wall of light that he saw—the dense beams of light were magnificent, but they were never connected together.

She's not the chosen one either.

After taking a deep breath, Phyllis put down the ring and quietly waited for the next witch to appear.

However, until the end, she couldn't see that thick wall of light again.

"This is the owner of the Witch Union," Agatha closed the notebook, "Is Ye Zi the chosen one you are looking for?"

"The Chosen One is not inside..." Phyllis murmured after a long silence, "Although her beam of light is amazing...but it is far from the orange light I observed at night."

Her heart, which had finally settled down, became anxious again. Why did it happen? Did Roland Wimbledon hide the Chosen One? Or maybe the Witch Union didn't have all the members present? Is he unwilling to unite with Taquila to fight against the devil, or is he simply worried about the witch empire that once ruled the entire continent?

Thoughts flashed through her mind one by one, and she vetoed them one by one—no, it doesn't make sense, the other party doesn't have five-color magic stones, so it's impossible to hide the Chosen One in advance. And Agatha-sama will never collude with mortals to deceive herself in the fight against the devil, so she must be calm at such a time... groundless accusations and doubts will only make things worse.

"At night?" Agatha frowned. "Witches generally don't practice their abilities in the room, and you should be living in the diplomatic building at that time. Can the magic stone observe such a long distance?"

"I did see the beam of light from the Chosen One... not only is its width beyond imagination, but its distance also exceeds the range that magic stones can sense. It is not an exaggeration to call it a miracle." Phyllis said in as calm a tone as possible. , "I swear in the name of Taquila."

"I see," Agatha nodded, "Then give me the ring."

"My lord, what do you mean..." She was slightly taken aback.

"With Nightingale's temperament, it is absolutely impossible to allow you to enter the castle area at night. If the Chosen One is really in the castle, I will help you find her."