Miss Witch’s Devotion Has Gone… Twisted

”Hold them! Wait for my true body to arrive!”

The Blood Moon Condensed Light faded, and the angels all suffered varying degrees of damage. This time Loren had only used one thousand mana, he never expected to cripple them.

What Loren needed to do was merely interrupt them, split the battlefield.

”Sine!”

Orianna shouted, activating the Strength Card’s effect. A punch with maxed stats slammed directly into the Angel of Confusion’s head. The angel who had just been standing flipped over instantly.

A dent formed on his skull, driving it into the ground. The earth cracked, and nearby trees were shattered into fragments.

At the same moment, the Angel of Light in the sky had just stabilized, preparing to radiate light again.

The light he emitted could disintegrate living beings. The Dusk Crow had died from that very move.

If Movila hadn’t used her body to block it earlier, the others would have likely been gravely wounded now.

”Treading Wind Stride, Lightning Flash!”Orianna released two spells in an instant and arrived behind the Angel of Light.

Loren needed the World Card to fly at this moment, so he couldn’t let Orianna grow wings. He could only simulate flight with magic.

But as long as the stats were high enough, these two spells would suffice.

”Suppress them, don’t give them a chance to use their authority! Blood Moon Condensed Light!”

Loren knew the terror of angels well. Only when they used authority would they display power that towered over mortals.

This time Loren used three thousand mana outright, and the magic’s power was amplified by the runes inside Orianna.

When the Blood Moon Condensed Light struck, the sky was dyed blood-red. This happened despite the sunlight being bolstered by the Angel of Light’s authority.

”Die!”

Loren didn’t need to overthink the fight now. All he could do was slam down a devastating Blood Moon Condensed Light. That was the confidence mana gave him.

The Angel of Light began to collapse the moment the Blood Moon Condensed Light touched him. He was smashed down, landing atop the previously defeated Angel of Pain.

”…”

Loren, flying in the sky, suddenly staggered. The Angel of Pain’s agony transmitted to him.

Under the Blood Moon Condensed Light, the exposed internal organs of the Angel of Pain had been completely obliterated.

Loren felt as though someone were using sandpaper to grind away his own organs bit by bit. The extreme pain could drive a person mad.

He gritted his teeth and forced himself to hold on, continuing to fly steadily and swiftly.

He still had some distance to his destination. He wasn’t sure whether Orianna could hold out.

…

”Split up! I support Anna, you support Luna!”

Naclis summoned her Reflection and, after a brief instruction, charged toward the Angel of Bountifulness with Anna.

The shadow in her hand solidified into a spear. She threw it with all her strength, impaling the Angel of Bountifulness’s skull.

At the same time Anna swung her scythe again, cleaving the Bountifulness angel’s head off.

”Don’t give them any breathing room!”

Orianna emphasized again. The two angels hadn’t yet crawled out of the crater caused by the Blood Moon Condensed Light when the Sin-Burning Flames filled the pit.

Angels had lived so long that their sins were beyond human comparison. The extra damage from Judgment and the Sin-Burning Flames had reached a terrifying level.

”Angels are heavy with sin. The effect of Sin-Burning Flames can surpass some higher-tier magic!”

While suppressing the two angels with Sin-Burning Flames, Loren reminded the others.

Under Reflection Naclis’s control, countless spikes sprouted from the Angel of Confusion’s shadow, piercing him.

The Witches’ Arcane Ability had a counter effect on angels, so this seemingly ordinary move managed to hurt him.

Reflection Naclis extended her hand, continuing to control the shadow. The spikes kept growing, eventually forming barbed thorns that pinned the Angel of Confusion solidly in place.

Luna roared, driving a half-silver sword into the Angel of Confusion’s chest. The missing portion of the silver sword had been filled with moonlight, and that very moonlight allowed the blade to pierce his body.

Luna gripped the hilt with both hands and pulled with everything she had.

”Ya!”

She shouted, drawing on all her strength. The Angel of Confusion was gradually sliced by the silver sword. The mouths on his body were cut in two; soon, even the mouths on his face were split open.

”Die!”

Suddenly a surge of moonlight erupted from Luna. The remaining half of the Angel of Confusion’s head was instantly bisected.

His upper body split in two, losing structural support, torn apart by the thorns lodged within him, unable to rejoin.

”Luna, fall back!”

Paqina shouted from behind Luna. Luna stepped back instinctively, and immediately the Angel of Confusion was ignited by Sin-Burning Flames.

On the other side, the Angel of Bountifulness had already been set aflame by the Sin-Burning Flames as well. He was pinned by his own shadow while Anna hacked at him, one cut after another.

”Are we winning…?”

Watching the scene, Naclis finally had a free hand to wipe the sweat from her temple, but she didn’t forget to continue applying Sin-Burning Flames.

They had now firmly suppressed the angels—just waiting for Loren to arrive was all they needed.

”Don’t be careless. Without the Severance Ritual, we can’t permanently kill them…”

There was another thing Loren hadn’t said: other ways existed to kill angels.

Don’t expect the Death Card; he couldn’t suddenly find the Death Card.

Swan Song—Loren hadn’t forgotten that long-ago ultimate potion. It carried true death, capable of killing an angel, though its cost was equally steep.

But Swan Song might not have to be used. As long as they could keep controlling the angels, Loren could have Paqina perform Severance Rituals one by one.

”Paqina, start the Severance Ritual now, begin by killing the Angel of Confusion…”

Loren froze before he could finish speaking. The Angel of Confusion had already appeared behind Reflection Naclis, while the Angel of Bountifulness had come up behind Naclis, raising a weapon.

They were unaware, still swinging at the air.

”Watch out!”

Loren yelled, but they still didn’t notice. He had no choice but to stop suppressing them. Before the Bountifulness angel’s hand could fall, Orianna struck him with a punch that sent him flying, and a Blood Moon Condensed Light shot toward the Angel of Confusion.

At that moment the Angel of Light inexplicably appeared in front of Orianna. A burst of blinding light exploded. Loren instantly lost visual of Orianna.

Simultaneously Loren felt his control over Orianna grow awkward. He guessed why: Orianna’s body had partially melted.

When Orianna’s vision returned, two more figures had appeared on the field.

”Freedom Angel, Dream Angel…”

Loren guessed what had happened. The God of Dreams had submerged them into sleep, then the Freedom Angel freed the other angels from control. Freedom’s authority made them unbindable.

Loren discovered he had completely lost control over Orianna; it was the Freedom Angel who had made Orianna ”free.”

With the other angels’ arrival, the situation reversed in an instant—so fast Loren didn’t even react in time.

Without Orianna, the witches were no match for the angels.

Loren remembered he had a teleportation item that could send him to Mirrorheart, but teleportation made a lot of noise and could be interrupted. The angels wouldn’t allow Loren to teleport successfully.

Even if he had teleported at the very start, it wouldn’t have worked. They had methods to seal him off.

A dead end—after all this time traveling, this was the first time Loren faced a situation that could truly be called hopeless.

Even he felt despair.

In the last second before his sight was cut off, Loren saw the Angel of Epidemic appear.

And Starnight suddenly rushed toward several angels.