Perhaps even the Witches God Angelica had not expected it.
Why could a mortal knight from the Mortal Realm possess the wings of Angels?
Up and down the Central Giant Tree, the Witches cried out in astonishment.
They were stunned.
Before this, no one had believed that this knight from a mortal kingdom could cross the Heavenly River, climb this giant tree, and meet the mistress of the Witch Forest at its peak.
Human strength had its limits.
In the Branch Courtyard at the top of the giant tree.
White clouds drifted lazily.
Angelica rose from her lounge chair, walked to the fence, and looked down.
The silver-haired little girl also stepped off the swing and came to her side.
"Even though it's been a long time, I still remember it very clearly. In the storyline of the game 'Dawn of Epoch,' there was no such character in the story of the Witches in the Western world of the Sixth Epoch."
The silver-haired little girl did not answer Angelica's question, but asked one of her own.
"Even now, do you still think this is a game?"
"It's been far too long since we've been able to log out of this 'game.' Earth is still Earth, but the world remains while its people have changed. I'm afraid our civilization was destroyed long ago. Some great being used an unknown means to let us survive in the form of game character templates."
"Before we logged into this game, we'd never heard of the setup of this game that spanned centuries, with its utterly lifelike experience. And we even had to pass trial after trial to enter."
"Angelica, this is a real world!"
"Of the tens of thousands in our gaming group back then, only the two of us remain who haven't lost