Chapter 162: Rebirth, the Incarnation of Halloween!

A deep, enormous vortex appeared high in the sky. It rolled and condensed like a demon's face, unleashing a silent roar.

In an instant, an astonishingly thick pillar of light shot into the heavens, drawing in the magic power of the Thousand Year Magic nation.

The pillar treated the deck of the Queen Elizabeth as land, piercing through the sky and sea and uniting land, sea, and air as one.

Aleister gripped the Staff of Impact and gazed at the mysterious pillar of light as it covered the Thousand Year Magic nation of Britain in a strange radiance, usurping the country's authority.

Throughout all of human history, there had been very few magic Grand Rituals capable of directly seizing control of a nation.

The Scottish Grand Ritual had only been used once in history, uniting Scotland and England.

This was also the ritual Mathers had desperately sought to obtain and use. By seizing control of Britain through this Grand Ritual, his ambition to restore the Stuart Dynasty could be realized.

It could be said that this ritual was closely connected to the history of Britain, and even to the Golden Dawn.

Aleister witnessed the ritual's activation, which also meant she had witnessed Mathers's true end.

"The thing you struggled for your entire life has ultimately become a bridal gown for someone else, only to be completely stolen by a Great Demon."

"...My life was a failure, and so was yours, Mathers!"

Aleister whispered. She sighed aloud and engraved the final epitaph for the Golden Master who had been both her teacher and her enemy.

Under the Great Demon's attack just now, more than half of the Combined Fleet's ships had sunk into the Irish Sea.

Yet part of the fleet still remained. They swayed helplessly amid the towering waves, barely