Chapter 618: Chapter 290: Major Family Event III: The Witching Night (Part 5)_3

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At the same time, on Platform 7, at the abandoned train station.

Ke Mingye’s eyes were fixed unblinkingly on the stage of Witch Night, where four ghostly figures now stood at its edge, looming ominously over the city.

Subsequently, the introductions of each of them appeared one by one within his icy pupils.

[Superhuman Code Name: Crown Dream Witch]

[Danger Level: A++]

[Superhuman Code Name: War Witch]

[Danger Level: A++]

[Superhuman Code Name: Lost Witch]

[Danger Level: A++]

[Superhuman Code Name: Doll Witch]

[Danger Level: S-]

At this sight, Ke Mingye hesitated for a moment, exclaiming without thinking.

“S… level?”

He murmured the ranks displayed on the panel, taking a deep breath, “It’s okay, it’s just S- level… It means she hasn’t fully reached the S-level range, there should still be room for handling.”

With this thought, he shifted his gaze away from the four witches, his eyes scanning the structure of the stage setting, pondering over where exactly the meeting space where Bai Zini and Shi Neian were located could be.

Eventually, Ke Mingye naturally cast his gaze towards the center of the stage, upon the statue of the Envious Witch.

He thought to himself: “From the structure, that independent space used by the witches for meetings… can only be hidden inside that statue. Bai Zini and Shi Neian are trapped there, as long as I can get inside, I can save them.”

As he was thinking, the spare cell phone in the pocket of his windbreaker suddenly buzzed with an urgent vibration.

He took out the phone to look.

Without a doubt, it was an SSS-tier emergency alert sent from the Superhero Association’s official app. The alert’s text was set against the backdrop of a coiling black serpent.

In the center frame in blood-red lettering it read: “Catastrophe Level event detected in Huanjing, Quasi C-level superhero–‘Lan Ou’, please proceed to the Huanjing branch building to assemble immediately. The remaining two members of Bai Yi Squad are waiting to depart–!”

His eyes quickly scanning the text, Ke Mingye swiftly donned his metal battle suit and put on the Lan Ou helmet.

Then, once again lifting his eyes, he looked up through the red lenses towards the platform in the sky, where chaotic light curtains swept across the stage’s surface, continually casting the figures of the witches, making them appear all the more terrifying.

At this moment, Ke Mingye slightly raised an eyebrow, noticing that one of the witches standing at the edge of the stage had disappeared. After confirming, he realized it was the Lost Witch who was missing.

He hurried off the platform, his face disappearing into the shadows of the passage, murmuring to himself.

“The Lost Witch… What is she doing?”

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At the same moment, within the meeting space inside the Witch statue.

The meeting roundtable was empty, with only the dolls used for discussion lying in a corner of the space against the wall, their heads drooping as they slept deeply.

On the western side of the space, a ritual altar was being lit by the glow of candles.

Rumble…

Suddenly, a quake-like disturbance came out of nowhere, shattering the silence within the meeting space. The candles trembled along with the tabletop, their flames flickering uncertainly.

“It’s begun…”

On the blood-red cross, cold iron chains shook along with the entire space. The gothic-dressed girl, hearing the loud disturbance, murmured with a pale face.

“Yeah, it’s finally starting, I was almost bored to death.”

Lazily lying on the steps of the altar, the Sloth Witch murmured idly, already bored enough to be playing with her fingernails.

Just then, a breathtaking figure emerged slowly from the huge dark door at the entrance of the meeting space. She walked out from the shadows, her appearance gradually coming into view for Magical Girl Ash and the Sloth Witch.

Long hair like maple leaves, amber eyes, a wizard’s pointed hat, a dark robe of a wizard.

This person was the Lost Witch.

The Lost Witch shrugged her shoulders and said to the Sloth Witch: “It’s time to initiate Witch Night, we’re just missing you… Come out from the barrier, go outside, and pour your magic power into the statue of the Envious Witch, just like we have.”

Hearing this, the Sloth Witch turned down the corner of her mouth, stood up from the stone steps, and obediently complied.

She could see that Witch Black Rose was waiting in the shadow of a corner of the space. With two witches present, she dared not act recklessly, hence she moved towards the gigantic door of the statue space, entering the world behind it.

In the dimly lit space, only the flickering candlelight intermittently illuminated the Lost Witch’s face.

She lowered her amber eyes, looking towards Magical Girl Ash on the cross.

The gothic-skirt girl lifted her weary eyes, gazing at her coldly, and asked word by word.

“… What are you going to do?”

“Guess?” asked the Lost Witch, “Isn’t it obvious? I’m going to help you become a witch.”

“Wishful thinking.”

The Lost Witch tilted her head: “How do you know? I indeed imagine this process quite beautifully, with the strongest witch in the world being born amidst the adoration of blood, like in olden times when people offered blood-stained deer heads to their gods, those innocent deer… with tears still sparkling in their eyes.”

She spoke softly when suddenly, from beyond the entrance door, a torrent of heavy footsteps resounded.

Immediately after, close to twenty Magical Girls marched in neatly like an army, forming two lines and stopping behind the Lost Witch.

“They are…”

The girl on the cross was slightly startled.

The Lost Witch gently stroked the lips of one of the Magical Girls, curved her lips into a smile, and asked in a low voice:

“The lucky audience randomly drawn from around the globe, guess what will happen to them?”