Ten years later.
Black Dragon Ghost Storm, Flame Chalice, the Weilide Isle Maiden, and Green of the Annihilation Tower led an enormous wizard legion in convergence, their target pointed straight at the Evil Mirror Astrological Tower!
"As one of the three strongest towers acknowledged by this world, the astrologers gathered there—whether in number or rank—are beyond comparison with ordinary astrological towers. We must treat this seriously. Wandering Dandelion should be able to lead her legion here in about a month."
Holding a crimson-and-gold magic staff, Flame Chalice, the Sacred Mark Wizard who looked like a man of fire, spoke in a low voice.
Weilide's magic power was depleted, and her face was pale. She seemed to have suffered some severe injury during the campaign. After coughing twice, the old witch said in a low voice, "To think there is a world even more skilled at curses than the Wizard World. Once this tower is dealt with, I may have to return to the Wizard World ahead of schedule and see whether anyone at the Four-Ring Holy Tower or the One-Ring Holy Tower can lift this curse. If not, I can only seek out those old Black Wizards."
A curse!?
The others stared at the old witch in shock. Then Little Eight on Green's shoulder suddenly burst into smug, cackling laughter.
"Why return to the Wizard World? My Green Beast's Sacred Body Transformation Art is the perfect nemesis of life-code curse sorcery. Add Baye's curse backlash, cackle cackle cackle—give me a few tens of thousands of witch essences, and Baye guarantees you'll be light as a feather again."
The moment he was away from Yeye, this fellow began reverting to his true nature. Green shot him a glare.
"Oh? Annihilation Tower, you are proficient in curse sorcery?"
The old witch seemed