I, the Holy Maiden of Light, tear apart the Outer Gods.

You should know that the power of this horn was enough to kill an entire Outer God!

Oh, that Outer God is useless, then it's alright.

Realizing this, Ange picked up Novia again, turned around, and ran away.

But Space and the Hellfire Witch were already roaring and charging toward Ange.

"System, draw a prize!"

Anjie shouted to the system.

This time, the system didn't play any tricks; instead, it smoothly displayed the lottery page, and the central spinning wheel on the screen began to spin rapidly.

[Ding - Consumed 1 Orange Lottery Ticket]

[Ding—Obtained Orange Item: Weakened Version of the Cursed Spear Stained with the Blood of God—Longinus (Usage Times * 3)]

[Note: When this spear, aimed at destiny, is hurled, it will pierce the heart of its target, no matter where it is. This is a shattered spear cursed by the gods; it will shatter completely after reaching its maximum number of uses.]

Another item with a limited number of uses!

After the last horn of destruction, Ange knew that these items with limited uses generally possessed extremely powerful abilities.

Moreover, judging from the description of this prop, it is basically a precision-guided intercontinental ballistic missile!

"Space cutting!"

"Fire Hell!"

A high-speed chanting came from behind Anjie, and a terrifying energy fluctuation instantly locked onto her body.

Clearly, both Purgatory and the Space Witch were thoroughly enraged by Ange, even to the point that they unleashed forbidden-level magic.

If it were just now, Anjie would have been worried.

But now that the system had drawn the Spear of Longinus, Ange felt much more confident.

She stopped running with a light touch of her toes, turned around and looked directly at the purgatory and the space.

"What? Ready to kneel down and beg for mercy? Heh, although I don't know what method you used to cause such great destruction, you can't use that method anymore, can you?" the Space Witch said coldly.

Her guess was reasonable. After all, an attack of that magnitude, unleashed without any chanting or preparation, must have relied on some powerful treasure.

However, if this treasure can be triggered continuously, Ange has no need to run away at all. Instead, she can take advantage of the moment to hit them in the face again.

If Ange knew what the Space Witch was thinking, she would definitely give her a thumbs up and then say in a cheeky way: You're right, but who says I can't draw lots on the spot?

The Hellfire Witch glared venomously at Ange, forbidden-level energy fluctuations emanating from her palm. "I will turn you to ashes! Burn you into the most essential elements!"

However, Anjie suddenly smiled sweetly.

This smile stunned Space and Purgatory.

In their view, the nun was now at her last gasp, like a lamb to the slaughter.

But...why did she smile?

By the time the two realized something was wrong, it was too late.

A crimson spear appeared in Ange's hand, and the next second the spearhead was aimed at the Space Witch's heart.

Ange's fingers tightened around the spear, and she excitedly told the system in her mind, "I've wanted to use this trope for ages—"

The system chuckled and called out in perfect unison:

In the name of the Command Spell—Cú Chulainn, tear apart the enemy before you!

"Pierce through—the Death Thorn Spear! I'll take this heart!"

As the spear left his hand, it transformed into a crimson streak of light and shot towards the Space Witch.

I'll die!!!

If I get stabbed, I really will die!!!

The Space Witch's eyes widened, her sense of danger constantly pounding in her brain.

However, the surrounding air seemed to have frozen, and no matter how hard she struggled, she could not move an inch.

"I am a space witch, how could I be bound by you!"

"Sacrifice!"

The Space Witch roared and crushed the crystal ball in her hand. A surge of powerful spatial energy erupted, and a magic circle appeared beneath her feet. The next second, the Space Witch vanished from her spot.

A forbidden spatial spell cast instantly at the cost of life force—the Great Transfer Technique!

Section 56, Chapter 54: The Speaker

Witches' Gathering, Meeting Room

The conference room was large, with a round table in the center containing twenty-two chairs. Apart from two empty chairs, the rest of the room was filled with witches of all shapes and sizes, all of whom were gazing at the figure sitting at the head of the table.

The chairperson of the Witches' Gathering.

Although the figure was veiled, it was still easy to tell the age of the conference chairman from his hunched back and wrinkled hands.

Just then, the chairman of the meeting suddenly looked up and looked at an empty seat below.

A magic circle lit up, and the space witch's flustered and disheveled figure emerged from the magic circle, slumping down into her seat with a thud.

The surrounding witches stared at the Space Witch in astonishment.

"What happened that made you risk your life to forcibly activate the forbidden teleportation spell?" The chairman immediately saw what had happened to the Space Witch.

However, this only made her more confused.

The Space Witch and the Purgatory Witch were on a mission together; theoretically, they shouldn't be in such a sorry state given the combined power of these two principled witches.

However, the Space Witch's current miserable state is contrary to what was expected.

The Space Witch took several deep breaths to catch her breath. "The mission in Aisa Town has gone wrong... That nun in the Aisa Town church isn't some weak little nun at all; she's a monster!"

The words of the Space Witch caused the surrounding witches to frown.

They wouldn't believe the Space Witch was lying.

After all, in front of the chairman of the conference, lies are tantamount to falsehoods.

The chairperson also let out a soft exclamation of curiosity. Just as she was about to say something, a crimson light appeared out of thin air behind the Space Witch.

Sensing the cold light behind her, the Space Witch's expression changed drastically.

Fortunately, the council president intervened in time. A blue magical hand appeared as the council president raised his hand, and he grabbed the crimson light and shadow in his palm.

"Huh? This is... the power of laws?" The council chairman looked in surprise at the crimson spear he held in his magical hand.

The witches around them were so frightened by the chairman's words that they instinctively stood up.

The laws... are the most fundamental forces in this world.

Mountains rise, rivers flow into the sea, heavy objects fall to the ground, and wings allow flight—these things that seem natural to ordinary people are all the result of the power of laws.

The Witches' Gathering, in the end, is dedicated to pursuing the origin of the "laws".

Therefore, upon hearing that this light and shadow contained the power of laws, everyone present could not help but feel excited.

However, when everyone looked at the spear held by the council chairman, the spear began to vibrate violently, and a violent force broke free from the council chairman's magical hand.

The crimson light, carrying an aura of destruction, pierced through the heart of the Space Witch in an instant!

With a clang, the Space Witch's body was pinned to the center of the round table by the crimson spear, and scarlet blood flowed down the spear and onto the tabletop.

The moment the blood covered the round table, the crimson spear once again vanished into light and shadow.

The Space Witch, now freed from the support of her spear, crashed onto the round table with a thud. Her black skirt lay in the flowing blood, and her still-open eyes held a look of disbelief.

For a moment, the conference room fell into an eerie silence.

The scene before my eyes was simply too unbelievable.

A principled witch was pierced through the heart in the core meeting room of the witches' gathering!?

Putting aside whether this was a provocation against the witches' gathering, the sheer power of the person who fired that shot sent a chill down the spines of everyone present.

Meanwhile, the witches also began to ponder.

Who was the master who wielded this spear?

Has the Space Witch offended anyone recently?

and many more...

Aisa Town...

nun...

The witches belatedly realized what the Space Witch had just said and gasped in shock.

A nun living in an obscure church in a small town possesses the power to kill a principled witch with a single shot that travels tens of thousands of miles!

The witches all looked at the chief councilor, but he only frowned and pondered something in a low voice.

In the end, the chairman simply waved his hand, "Place the body in the space into the resurrection machine. Aisa Town...abandon it. Notify Purgatory to return."

"Yes..."

...

"Huh? System, is this a fake?! Why is the gun I threw out gone and hasn't come back for ages?" Anjie complained to the system.

[Bullshit! You can insult yourself, but you can't insult my prize!]

Anjie: ? ? ?

The two things you're comparing... don't you think something's off?

After he fired that shot, the Infernal Witch became wary and kept watching him from a distance, hesitant to take another step.

In fact, even Ange was startled by the power of that attack.

If the horn of destruction is a large-scale Tsar Bomba, then the Spear of Longinus is a precision-guided intercontinental nuclear missile!

He concentrated that terrifying power into a single point and unleashed it upon a single person.