The Foolhardy · Mond
The Seventy-Ninth Battle Zone, Ancient Tree Temple.
Inside the enormous Ancient Tree Temple, the rumbling continued without end.
"Don't run! Join forces and take her down!"
"How are we supposed to fight her? As soon as that woman kills someone, she controls the corpse, and it retains all of its abilities from life."
"She's coming again! Run!"
Shouts rang out from within the Ancient Tree Temple. In a corridor, a woman wearing a purple dress and a pointed witch's hat walked forward at an elegant pace.
"What runners. Hyenas, hurry up."
As soon as the witch-hatted woman finished speaking, several black shadows darted past her. Some even climbed along the walls. Before long, a series of shrill screams came from the other side of the corridor.
This woman came from a Transcendent World. However, her world was ruled by the Night Enchantress Witches. It rejected the Void and Paradise, and whenever anyone from either side was discovered, all the Night Enchantress Witches would attack them en masse.
Tap, tap, tap...
Footsteps came from ahead. The Night Enchantress Witch in the corridor furrowed her delicate brows, but they soon relaxed.
"Are you... a Night Enchantress Witch? Would you be interested in making a deal with me, a merchant?"
The newcomer wore a suit, and his head was a skull embedded with black gemstones the size of grains of rice. Deep pupil flames burned in the skull's eye sockets. He belonged to a branch race of the Demon Clan, possessed immense combat strength, and represented the battle power of the Demon Clan.
"A deal? With that gem-covered head of yours?"
The Night Enchantress Witch curled her slender blue lips.
"Of course... that can be arranged, madam."
The demon placed one hand on his skull. With a crack, he