1897, Wrapping Up
"The secret behind Gethzerion's resurrection?" Darth Malthael frowned deeply. "What did you find?"
"I found a tree." Excitement gleamed in Darth Lilim's eyes. "A tree growing underground, a blood-red tree!"
She licked her lips, seemingly very interested in that tree.
"A tree?" Darth Malthael pondered this, recalling the description he had just given Gethzerion—she resembled some kind of tree demon.
Darth Lilim nodded. "Inside an underground palace, there was a gigantic tree... Countless fruit-like pods grew from it, but inside every single pod was a corpse!"
"Where did the corpses come from?" Darth Malthael asked.
"The corpses of some witches. They dressed differently from the Nightsister Order, more like savages living in the forest, heh. But... they used that disgusting Light Side Force, hehehe... Those light witches were hung from the tree like fruit! Hahahaha!" Darth Lilim burst into laughter.
Charal spoke from the side. "Those witches who used Light Magic should have been Allya's descendant clans. Bound by the Book of Law, they were forbidden from coming into contact with Shadow Magic. According to the legends of our Nightsister Order, the Night Queen had always wanted to unite all witch clans. Looking at it now, she actually wanted to kill all those light witches."
Having betrayed the Nightsister Order over a century ago, she had long since grown indifferent to the conflict between the dark Nightsister Order and the light Allya descendants on Dathomir planet.
"Are those trees and corpses connected to Gethzerion?" Darth Malthael asked again, frowning.
"Mmm~~~" Darth Lilim licked her lips. "I secretly tried to sneak closer for a look, but then I heard an old woman at an altar in front of the tree saying that the tree supplied Gethzerion with magical power. That old woman didn't look all that formidable, and