The portals had been brought under control, and every vital route through the royal city was in their grasp.
The witches tore away their disguises and entered the royal city in force, bringing with them servant armies that were not of the demon lineage.
Apparently not expecting things to go so smoothly, the upper ranks of the Blue-Clad Union happily decided to fulfill their agreement ahead of schedule.
Royal Palace, Inner Hall.
Queen Allison sat upon her throne, looking down at Solna, with her Infernal Demon horns and enormous wings. After a long silence, she finally asked:
"You intend to fulfill your contract?"
Solna replied calmly:
"We are witches. The spirit of contract is one of the most important parts of who we are. Though many different worlds have slandered us, we have never violated the terms of a contract. Your Majesty, you still possess the right to the 'immortality' we promised you. Of course, the process of fulfilling it may be a little different from what you imagined."
Allison kneaded her long hair, her smile crazed.
"I have heard of you witches. You are creatures possessed by endless urges to destroy and devastate the outside world... Hehehe, what sort of immortality do creatures like you speak of? Something as mad as yourselves?"
Through documents and records, Solna had learned the source of the queen's madness.
This pitiful queen possessed an inspiration so powerful ordinary people could scarcely imagine—a girl who, even in a dead-magic plane, could sense the existence of ghosts.
This mad queen had once come into contact with a witch from a deeper level, a top-tier witch who made no effort whatsoever to conceal her traits. Perhaps it had only been in a dream; perhaps it had merely been a meeting of inspirations across tens of