Chapter 544: Witch Trials

Papal Palace.

Qi Yifang gritted his teeth and stood up, somewhat in a state of rigor mortis, holding the shoulder of a guard next to him, not far from the Pope, who was going mad.

The Pope stood at a distance and did not see all the confrontation, it seemed to him that a thunderbolt had fallen and the two men on the ground had become one, and that the "gentleman" who had taken his scepter had suddenly disappeared, so that the Pope, unwilling to accept the truth, began to shake Muke's shoulders like a hysterical psychopath, like a madman. and asked him to give back his scepter.

"Leave him to me Lord Pope." Qi Yifang propped himself on the guard's shoulder and advanced towards Muke with a snap, his gaze obscure Buming, "I have a way of making him give the key back."

Actually, there is none.

The key had been taken into Titan's dimensional shield by Bai Liu, and there was nothing he could do about it.

Qi Yifang is still frozen, unable to move quickly for ten minutes, and without knowing when Muke's [Flash Strike] skill, which allows him to flee, will expire, the best thing to do is to get Muke out of the Pope's hands and kill him now.

He fired a big skill, cost Titan another big skill, and ended up not only not getting the key but putting their team in a corner, so at least he had to replace one of the circus side players to do so.

And ......

Qi Yifang looks at the black fog that hovers over the spot where Bai Liu disappeared - the dimensional shield that swallowed Bai Liu.

...... If the King's Guild's information is correct, Bai Liu's whip and Spades' whip, which can rip through space, seem to go together, and if that's the case, if he's hitting Muke with a shield, maybe Bai Liu will... ...

"If you're thinking that if you kill me, Bai Liu might use his whip to rip through space and save me, then I advise you to give up on that idea." Muke, who was being held in chains by the guards and cardinals with their swords and spears at his throat, looked at Qi Yifang and suddenly narrowed his eyes and smiled crookedly, "I'm not worthy of Bai Liu coming out to save me."

Qi Yifang turned his head to Xiang Muke and said with a light mockery, "You are very self-aware."

"The most important thing an assassin can do is to be self-aware." Muke slowly raised his eyes, the smile on his face curving wider, "You serve the Queen, I serve the King, we both have people we sacrifice and want to serve, so do you know what an assassin who is trapped by someone he cannot attack will do?"

Qi Yifang's heart rose with a sense of foreboding as he swept the cardinals around Muke and took two cautious steps back: "What's the matter?"

"He will attack ...... with his life in order to avenge the Lord." Muke lowered his eyes and his voice trailed off as he slipped a short dagger from within his sleeve, it was held steady as it landed in his palm and with a sweep outwards as he raised his eyes, the "-the only enemy he could attack in the entire field."

Muke's dagger grazed Qi Yifang's eyes, cutting a strand of Qi Yifang's hair and leaving a bloodstain under his eyes, while at the same time Muke's face was cut with a dozen bloodstains from the knives that were in his way, but Muke didn't care and kept on striking with a smile.

"You're not the only one who wants to kill me." Muke smiled crookedly, his white glowing blade pressed right into Qi Yifang's heart, "I want to kill you too, Mr. Qi Yifang."

Qi Yifang, still stiff, clenched his teeth as blood slowly seeped from the cut under his eye and dripped down his jaw to the ground.

The horrified voice of the Pope next to him resonated throughout the papal palace.

"Catch this fleeing assassin!"

Outside the papal palace.

Quan Baola's gaze was calm and she waited until she had received a message from Leah before ordering, "Prepare to infiltrate the papal palace."

"We can attack the priests, but take care to avoid the cardinals, who are unaffected by our attacks and have sceptres in their hands that can affect our witch power instead."

"If you encounter anything you can't fight against, retreat in time and don't attack strongly; our aim this time is to take by trickery rather than force, and preservation of numbers is the highest priority."

"Do you hear me?"

The witches responded in unison, "Yes!"

Quan Baola took a deep breath as she looked to Liu Jiayi, who was following her: "I hope your teammates will work well with us."

"My teammates obey my command and they will cooperate fully with the witch operation." Liu Jiayi gave an OK gesture, "Just leave the co-ordinated dispatch with them to me."

"Now that there is chaos within the papal palace, it is most suitable for an invasion, let us prepare to go in."

"Then ......" Quan Baola looked to the island hovering over the papal palace, her complex eyes eventually solidifying into determination as she ordered in a deep voice, "Sky City attack, begin! "

The witches instantly dispersed and infiltrated the papal palace from different entrances on all sides.

Meanwhile, inside the lowest prison in the City of Sky.

Hearts raised his eyes and looked at the gap before him, his form shifting and eventually taking on the form of a fourteen year old boy, his slender wrists easily retracting from the chains that held him, Hearts maintained his teenage form as he rubbed his spinning wrists and looked sideways at the gap that was blocking him, raising his eyebrows slightly.

To get out of here, you need to close the gap with a gem on a strange sceptre to do so, otherwise gazing at that gap for a long time will not only cause hallucinations, but also a feeling that you will be swallowed.

But he's the granddaddy of playing with compulsion and spirit level reduction skills, and this level of spirit level reduction doesn't affect him much, he's used to it.

But Hearts doesn't have one of those strange gems in his hands right now, but combined with the words of the bishop who sent him down, and the hints in the background commentary of this game - [The Witch's Heart placed on the tower will end the Witch Trials and bring the island down] - it's not hard to guess what kind of thing it would take to close The gap.

--That's the [Heart of the Witch].

That gem-like thing should be a prop similar to [Witch's Heart].

If this is the thing, combined with this [Son of a Witch] identity setting he got, it's not hard to guess that the [Heart of a Witch] prop is either in his possession or in the possession of another witch in his ...... possession.

And based on the current team configuration and the distribution of camps between the two sides, the game is currently heading more like a tower defence game, with both sides guarding their [Witch's Heart] and competing for the other side's [Witch's Heart], so it's likely that both he, the [Witch's Son], and that witch have the Witch's Heart on them.

If so ......

Hearts' face was expressionless as he took one step towards the gap, his body slowly changing from fourteen to twenty-four again, and finally he stopped in front of it and closed his eyes.

It should be possible to close the gap with something called [the witch's heart] in his body, right?

What are the implications?

What exactly does this [Witch's Heart] thing refer to?

What damage would it do to him ...... Never mind that, it didn't matter, Hearts opened his eyes in boredom, and the moment he was about to touch the slit he stopped, he looked back as if remembering something, at the large pool of writhing male eels above his head, and said to himself with a dazed look. "Almost forgot about this thing."

He remembered that below the Sky City, was the Papal Palace, right?

Wouldn't it be interesting for the priest-bishops who kept him here to see the large pool of male eels they had taken the trouble to collect and hide on the island to hold him fall off the Island in the Sky and onto their bodies?

The bishop who kept Hearts here had coldly told Hearts, "The City in the Sky is an island without a seam."

"So the rain you see through this gap outside the island is all your own fantasy, it's all fake."

Hearts at that time just laughed lightly and asked back, "Really?"

The smile on Hearts' face was now thin, and he held a playing card that was slowly emerging in front of him between two fingers, dropping his eyes as he spoke reminiscently, "But the island in the sky I was on was full of gaps that could be seen beyond it."

"-that's an island with a lot of holes in it."

"I really hate it when the island I'm used to reverts back to something I'm not used to."

When Hearts was in a bad mood, he would use the island to vent his frustrations, flinging cards around like darts, sticking them all over the island, and the ground was covered in cracks from the cards, with many of the stones broken.

As if sensing that they could emerge from the pool, the eels surged agitatedly, and as the eels were about to pour out of the pool, Hearts flung a second, third, or fourth playing card, unfazed, and the sharp, knife-like edges of the cards The sharp edges of the cards scrape against the bottom of the channel with a metallic ping-ponging sound, eventually meeting in a circular shape.

The round shape of the stone slowly sinks into a hole through which the wind from outside the island pours in, blowing the hair away from Hearts' forehead, who looks at the hole without emotion on his face.

Outside the cave entrance all that can be seen are indistinct floating clouds and it is impossible to see what lies beneath.

But Hearts knows what's underneath.

He flung another poker card lazily at the crack in the glass pool of eels that had finally broken completely at the top of the prison at this moment.

Like a spring gushing from a fountain, the eels bubbled up, wagged their tails and poured down through the hole through the clouds towards the papal palace.