It felt so good to be close to the witch!

Within this small, secluded place, the five witches harbored different thoughts, like flickering candlelight, each with its own light and shadow.

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(Waaaaah, I'm such a useless person. I promised to write 10,000 words today, but... it's too hard, just too hard. I only wrote 8,400 words, the shortfall of 2,000, I'll make up for it tomorrow.)

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Chapter 112 The Sound of Sinking in Dreams

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"Gulu gulu..."

The scalding red magma churned and bubbled, its surface covered with magma bubbles that expanded to the size of a fist before bursting open. However, compared to yesterday, there were fewer magma bubbles today.

Andrew watched this scene, knowing that this phenomenon meant that the magical flow in this place was gradually slowing down, like a sudden flash flood that, after its initial rapids, slowly became just a trickle.

Fortunately, even the "trickle" of magic pulse points is an unimaginably huge number for an individual, enough to fully charge the Lost Ice Coffin.

Suddenly, Andrew looked up at the figure descending from the semi-transparent vortex above. After sensing the familiar aura, he released his hand from the knight's sword at his waist.

"Young Miss, how is it?" Andrew asked impatiently before Fuma had even landed.

He had to be in a hurry.

If the Witch Association doesn't agree to cooperate, he'll have to find a strong enough ally as soon as possible, or even go against the young lady's wishes and ask the Duke for help.

The latter was a last resort, but for the sake of the young lady, it was all worth it.

Although Andrew was confident in his abilities, he was not blindly overconfident. He was confident he could defeat the user of the Balance of Power, but if the enemy had allies, he would inevitably make mistakes when facing multiple opponents. And the young lady's situation could not be overlooked in any way!

After Fuma landed, Andrew saw the black raven perched on her shoulder and asked in surprise, "What's that?"

“Shadow creature, Shadow Raven, its name is Ada.” Fuma glanced at the Shadow Raven on her shoulder. The latter seemed to understand something, flapped its wings and took off, landing on a magic crystal pillar to the side. Its two cute yet fierce little red eyes stared blankly at the two of them.

“The Witches’ Guild has agreed to cooperate,” Fuma said to Andrew. “Shadow Raven is the summoning creature of their witches. Through it, we can make contact with them.”

"They will come here before the Lost Ice Coffin is fully charged."

Upon hearing this, Andrew nodded, relieved but still worried, and asked, "Miss, can they be trusted?"

"Don't worry, they can't refuse the offer I give them."

After explaining, Fuma walked to the Lost Ice Coffin and checked its charging progress.

Judging from the patterns that light up on the surface of the ice coffin, at this rate, it will take at least another 50 hours.

“Two days…that’s enough.” Fuma reached out and pressed her hand against the scales on her left chest. Even through the scales, she could feel the unbearable “wailing” of her heart, which was missing a part of its core.

……

In a hidden place.

Shanika lay on the bed, her eyes open, filled with tension.

Her undulating breasts, even when she was lying flat, made Elena turn her head away indignantly, but after a moment she couldn't help but turn back.

The invisible, heavy pressure was felt not only by Elena, but also by the other witches, especially Lilia. She looked at Shanika, then down at herself, and felt an immense sense of pressure.

Roy stood by the bed, looking at the anxious Shanika, and comforted her, "It's okay. You know the process of talent evolution. Just take it one step at a time. We'll be here with you."

"Yes, yes, Sister Shanika will definitely succeed!" the little angel Vivian encouraged.

"Sister Shanika, you can do it!" Elena's fluffy fox ears stood up, she clenched her fists, and her big, bushy tail swayed rapidly behind her, as if she were cheering her on along with her owner.

"Shanika, good luck," Lilia whispered.

Although Ais didn't say anything, she gave Shanica an encouraging look.

Of the five witches in Blackrock Territory, Shanica has the best interpersonal relationships. This is not only because she possesses healing abilities and has healed the other witches to varying degrees, but more importantly, Shanica's gentle and tender temperament has an exceptionally strong attraction for witches who have suffered tragic fates.

"thank you all."

Shanica took a deep breath, her gaze sweeping over the witches before finally settling on Roy's face. His eyes, as clear and bright as a shimmering spring lake, reflected Roy's every detail.

Without further hesitation, she closed her eyes, letting the magic power within her, which had reached the limit of a witch, begin to boil. A milky white light emerged from within, eventually completely enveloping Shanika's body.

In fact, Shanica was the first among the witches to attempt to actively evolve her talent. Lilia and Ais, on the other hand, had unconsciously entered the talent evolution process after completely removing the pollution from their bodies and falling into a coma.

Therefore, even Roy was unsure whether someone like Shanika, in a conscious state, could actively begin the evolution of her talent.

The milky white light gradually intensified, then dimmed, eventually revealing Shanika's serene face with her eyes closed.

Roy turned his gaze to Ais and Lilia, and after a brief moment of sensing, the two women gave the same answer at the same time: "Talent evolution, begins."

Upon hearing this, Roy finally felt relieved.

He looked at the girl who still had a gentle smile on her lips even though she was in the process of evolving her talent, and silently prayed in his heart.

Go Shanika!

……

Hazy, swaying.

"Boom!"

A deafening clap of thunder awakened Shanika's dormant soul.

She opened her eyes, a look of astonishment on her face.

Above the sky, dark clouds covered the sky, leaving no gaps. Purple-black lightning bolts, darting like serpents, danced wildly within the dark clouds, as if roaring or wailing.

Large, deep purple raindrops fell from the sky, landing on Shanika's outstretched palm and bursting into splashes.

Icy cold, bone-chilling...

For some reason, a deep sadness welled up in Shanica's heart.

That is beyond human control; individual living beings are influenced by the external environment.

In other words, this is a tragedy for heaven and earth.

"Boom——!"

Another clap of thunder sounded, and tree-like lightning spread across the sky, illuminating the surroundings and allowing Shanika to see her surroundings clearly.

The place where she stood was a rugged and steep rocky mountain path. The rocks, grayish-black with a hint of purple, had a faint sense of erosion on their surface, as if they had been soaked by purple rain over the years.

As her gaze followed the bare, vegetation-free mountainside upwards, Shanika's upward movement suddenly froze, her pupils involuntarily dilating little by little.

She saw a tree.

A colossal tree, completely black and without a single leaf, that made her lose all sense of size.

10,000 meters? Or 100,000 meters?

When the difference in body size becomes too great, even the senses lose their ability to make a judgment.

It wasn't until the intense purple rain touched her skin and the accumulated chill made Shanika shiver that she snapped out of her shock and confusion.

So, what is that?

Shanika's eyes were filled with lingering shock.

She knew very well that she was currently in the talent evolution space, but why was her talent evolution process completely different from what Ais and Lilia had described?

What is this enormous, indescribably large, and entirely black tree?

It took Shanika a while to calm down her turbulent emotions.

She could feel that as time went on, the longer her body was in contact with Zi Yu, the more pronounced the chill became within her.

Left with no other choice, she channeled her magic power throughout her body, and the chill quickly subsided, but there was no joy in Shanika's eyes.

Because the amount of magic power required to resist the purple rain is simply too much.

Shanica roughly estimated that even if she did nothing and simply used her magic to resist the chill brought by the purple rain, her magic would be exhausted in a dozen minutes at most.

We can't stay here any longer!

The idea popped into Shanika's mind.

Although it's unclear why her situation in the evolution space is so different from Ais and Lilia's, there's no doubt that this is the talent evolution space. In other words, if she doesn't complete the talent evolution before her magic power is exhausted, then her talent evolution journey will be a complete failure.

To enter again, one must wait until one is deep within the crown.

Without hesitation, Shanika started climbing up the steep mountain path, getting closer and closer to the dark, towering tree.

As the most conspicuous existence in this world, the pitch-black, towering tree must be inseparable from her innate evolution.

The steep rocky mountain where Shanika was located was, in terms of volume, just a small pile of stones at the foot of a towering, dark tree.

Fortunately, the rocky hill wasn't very high, and with her superhuman physique, Shanika reached the top of the hundred-meter-high hill in just a few minutes.

Standing atop the rocky mountain, Shanika was astonished to discover that her earlier assessment was "slightly" different from the actual situation.

The rocky mountain where she was located was not right next to the dark, towering tree.

Around the towering, black tree, as far as the eye could see, lay countless stone mountains, and between these stone mountains and the towering, black tree was a bottomless abyss.

The occasional flashes of lightning from high above allowed Shanika to barely make out the scene in the abyss: countless floating, motionless pebbles of varying sizes, and a vast, indescribable network of roots stretching into the endless depths.

Gazing at the towering, dark tree, Shanika felt an inexplicable surge of sorrow.

Perhaps, no, I should say He, wasn't originally like this... He shouldn't have been like this...

Suddenly, a pure blue light caught Shanika's attention.

In the endless darkness and purple rain, this pure blue light was like a ray of light in the darkness, faint yet incredibly clear.

Shanika stared intently, but due to the distance and poor lighting, she couldn't make out the exact appearance of the object emitting a pure blue glow. She could only barely discern its location: the center point of several of the thickest, suspended roots beneath the dark, towering tree.

Instinctively, Shanika wanted to get closer and reach out to grasp the pure blue light, but the abyss in front of her prevented her from taking another step.

She is not a legend, unable to walk in the void, nor is she made of gold, capable of short-term flight. This endless darkness that lies across the stone mountain is an abyss she can never cross.

But at that moment, Shanika noticed that the pure blue light in her vision was trembling.

It seemed to see a close presence, and the light on its surface began to flicker, as if it were cheering or jumping for joy.

As the light flickered, the thick tree roots that were wrapped around it loosened outwards. Then, as Shanika watched, the pure blue light flew towards her at a steady speed and finally hovered in front of her.

At this distance, Shanika was finally able to see the objects contained within the pure blue glimmer.