When Hoshino used Fenghuang Down to send out the signal, she was already prepared.
She had been waiting for this moment.
The Witch King, Leithanien's brutal ruler, the dense fog shrouding the nation.
Hoshino had always wondered how necromancy, even if someone spent their entire life studying it, could at most develop into a rudimentary form. It was not a flash of genius, but the accumulation of knowledge over a long period. One had to walk the edge of taboo for a long time, like balancing on a tightrope.
After seeing those pupils without any whites, Hoshino found her answer.
"Isn't the overlap way too high?"
Black Snake would have cried copyright infringement, but no one cared. Hoshino was also deeply interested in this kind of soul-based control. It felt as though she were studying the essence of the world itself.
If her guess was correct, this was also an art that could only be achieved "through Originium."
Originium. Souls.
There ought to be a considerable connection between the two.
Hoshino's thoughts jumped quickly. Influenced by countless ACG works, she dared to speculate about the impossible. But speculation was only speculation. The most important thing now was to exorcise that monster.
Of course, it had to be according to her script.
Hoshino's clone stood ready, and the Taixu Divine Sword was poised to strike, waiting to suppress all the madness on the spot.
Hoshino headed upward, bypassing every possible obstacle. She gained another intuitive impression of just how tall the tower was; while ascending, she could even feel subtle changes in temperature.
The tower's shape was peculiar. Its exterior was gloomy, but the interior was perfectly ordinary. Only, each floor's ceiling was unimaginably high, and faint sunlight shone through rose bay windows, making it resemble a church.
She stopped before