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Chapter 332: The Witch’s Gambit (1) · Nov 01, 2026

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301 Chapter 301: A Different Shade of Pain (1) 2026-11-01
302 Chapter 302: A Different Shade of Pain (2) 2026-11-01
303 Chapter 303: The Loop of Sorrow: Awakening in Darkness (1) 2026-11-01
304 Chapter 304: The Loop of Sorrow: Awakening in Darkness (2) 2026-11-01
305 Chapter 305: When Titans Speak 2026-11-01
306 Chapter 306: Nameless (1) 2026-11-01
307 Chapter 307: Nameless (2) 2026-11-01
308 Chapter 308: Journey’s End (1) 2026-11-01
309 Chapter 309: Journey’s End (2) 2026-11-01
310 Chapter 310: The next step (1) 2026-11-01
311 Chapter 311: The next step (2) 2026-11-01
312 Chapter 312: The Calm Before the Storm (1) 2026-11-01
313 Chapter 313: The Calm Before the Storm (2) 2026-11-01
314 Chapter 314: The Hunt Begins (1) 2026-11-01
315 Chapter 315: The Hunt Begins (2) 2026-11-01
316 Chapter 316: No Way Back (1) 2026-11-01
317 Chapter 317: No Way Back (2) 2026-11-01
318 Chapter 318: A Continent Against Twenty-Two 2026-11-01
319 Chapter 319: The hammer and the anvil (1) 2026-11-01
320 Chapter 320: The hammer and the anvil (2) 2026-11-01
321 Chapter 321: Cannon fodder 2026-11-01
322 Chapter 322: Beneath the Crowsʼ Gaze (1) 2026-11-01
323 Chapter 323: Beneath the Crowsʼ Gaze (2) 2026-11-01
324 Chapter 324: Beneath the Crowsʼ Gaze (3) 2026-11-01
325 Chapter 325: Womb of Ashes 2026-11-01
326 Chapter 326: Third-Generation Contracts 2026-11-01
327 Chapter 327: Ashes of Innocence 2026-11-01
328 Chapter 328: Dancing to the Devil’s Tune (1) 2026-11-01
329 Chapter 329: Dancing to the Devil’s Tune (2) 2026-11-01
330 Chapter 330: The Day Death Knocked (1) 2026-11-01
331 Chapter 331: The Day Death Knocked (2) 2026-11-01
332 Chapter 332: The Witch’s Gambit (1) 2026-11-01
333 Chapter 333: The Witch’s Gambit (2) 2026-11-01
334 Chapter 334: Frey starlight vs Beatrice (1) 2026-11-01
335 Chapter 335: Frey starlight vs Beatrice (2) 2026-11-01
336 Chapter 336: The Witch’s Game (1) 2026-11-01
337 Chapter 337: The Witch’s Game (2) 2026-11-01
338 Chapter 338: Snow Lionheart (1) 2026-11-01
339 Chapter 339: Snow Lionheart (2) 2026-11-01
340 Chapter 340: Snow Lionheart (3) 2026-11-01
341 Chapter 341: Snow Lionheart (4) 2026-11-01
342 Chapter 342: The Devil’s Bargain (1) 2026-11-01
343 Chapter 343: The Devil’s Bargain (2) 2026-11-01
344 Chapter 344: The Cost of a Few (1) 2026-11-01
345 Chapter 345: The Cost of a Few (2) 2026-11-01
346 Chapter 346: Maekar Valerion vs Astaroth (1) 2026-11-01
347 Chapter 347: Maekar Valerion vs Astaroth (2) 2026-11-01
348 Chapter 348: Maekar Valerion vs Beatrice (1) 2026-11-01
349 Chapter 349: Maekar Valerion vs Beatrice (2) 2026-11-01
350 Chapter 350: Sir Alon 2026-11-01

Chapter 332: The Witch’s Gambit (1)

The days passed quickly.

The elite students would gather from time to time with Phoenix, who had taken it upon himself to explore outside the city.

They spent their time devising plans, trying to figure out a way to escape as soon as possible.

Among them, Selena found herself constantly glancing at Aegon, a single thought plaguing her mind:

ʼHow did he do it?ʼ

That question tormented her.

On the night of Xevierʼs death, she had clearly seen the curse cast on Aegon by the dying sorcerer.

It was a powerful curse—even she, a skilled witch, would have struggled to lift it.

And yet Aegon, who knew nothing of magic, shattered it effortlessly.

Selena found herself spiraling into thought over the rogue prince.

She couldnʼt figure out how to deal with someone like him—especially when her parentsʼ lives were in his hands.

What an irony…

Aegon Valerion made her feel more helpless than the entire Ultras continent that had them cornered.

...

The days continued to slip by:

The first… the second… the third.

The students, fearful of death, sank into a tense silence.

A silence that felt all too unnatural…

Phoenix had left the city several times searching for a route out, but couldnʼt venture far without endangering the others.

So he returned empty-handed every time.

At this rate, the elite class had no choice but to start moving soon.

And then came the fourth night.

As the dark sky stretched over them, the group gathered one last time to finalize their plan to leave the city.

Some were reluctant—they had finally found a place to rest in peace.

But they all knew they had to move if they wanted to survive.

Still… a single question lingered in their minds:

”Whatʼs with this damn silence? Why havenʼt we been attacked yet?!”

Danzo voiced the thoughts on everyoneʼs minds.

They had spent the past few days on edge, expecting death at any moment…

Yet none of those fears had come to pass.

”Maybe… weʼre not a priority?”

Seris Moonlight offered the thought, and as soon as she did, the prince burst out laughing.

”Glad to see someone using their brain for once.”

Everyone turned to Aegon, who looked just as fed up with the situation as they were.

”As Seris said, weʼre not a priority. Weʼre bait.”

”Bait?”

”Yeah. Just a side distraction. Something they can deal with whenever they feel like it.”

From the start, their survival had been pure luck—thanks only to Frey, who happened to be nearby.

Otherwise, theyʼd all be dead.

”The Ultras are using us to lure the Empire in.”

Some were stunned by Aegonʼs words. Others remained calm—proof that theyʼd considered this possibility too, especially Phoenix.

”The last War of Light happened on imperial soil. Back then, it was the Ultras who struck first. This time, they want the opposite:

A war that drags the Empire into their lands.”

And what better way to make that happen?

”Donʼt get me wrong. We are dangerous to them—because of our classʼs potential. But right now? Weʼre just a secondary target.

The fact that they havenʼt hit us with a real force yet proves it.”

So far, their only real encounter had been upon arrival—and even then, the enemy was weak.

They had won easily.

”Who knows,” Aegon added with a sly grin, ”maybe the war has already begun while weʼre sitting here wasting time.”

”Aegon might be right…”

Phoenix spoke, confirming the idea.

The elite class was made up of heirs to the great families, the crowned champion of the church, children of the top guilds…

To save them, it wouldnʼt be far-fetched for the Empire to launch an all-out assault on the Ultras.

”That might be why we havenʼt been attacked yet. This is our only chance.”

Somewhere above the vast continent of the Ultras…

A war might already be raging to rescue them.

”We need to take advantage of their strongest forces being elsewhere—and escape while we can.”

If they didnʼt, they might end up leading the Empire into a trap that could destroy them all.

”We move immediately and prepa—”

Phoenix was about to issue the command—

But his voice caught in his throat.

Everyoneʼs expressions shifted in an instant.

The ground shook violently beneath them, as if a catastrophic earthquake had struck.

Phoenix felt every hair on his body stand on end.

He could barely stay on his feet under the crushing pressure that descended upon them.

The rest of the students werenʼt as fortunate ... most collapsed to the ground under the overwhelming aura.

”Enemy… one, two… no, too many!!”

Ghost screamed, trying to count or locate the threat.

But it was useless.

The suppressive aura came from multiple directions—and terrifyingly, it had encircled them completely.

At that moment, Phoenix exploded with power, his eyes burning red as he shot into the air like a flaming arrow—forcing the pressure off his body with sheer strength.

The Lord of the Sunlight had entered battle mode, ready to strike at any moment.

But even he froze midair…

As his eyes fell upon the scene below.

”What the hell is this?!”

Phoenix muttered in disbelief as he stared at the sheer size of the army surrounding the city.

It was a vast force ... unlike anything he had seen before.

They had encircled the entire city, trapping it from every direction.

But the problem wasnʼt just the numbers...

It was the names leading them.

The Four Lords of the Ultras stood at the front—with none other than Godfrey , Gavid Lindman at their head.

The infamous Hollows he had only heard of in stories were here too: Ludwig, Smough, the Blood Queen Evelyn...

All of them unleashed their devastating auras, crushing the earth and tearing the walls apart with their mere presence.

At the very front, an elegant woman in a wide dress floated in the air, smiling brightly.

Faced with such overwhelming force—and the witch Beatrice herself—Phoenix felt something he had never known before:

Despair.

He was staring at the full power of the Ultras…

and they had appeared from nowhere.

Had it been a single lord, he mightʼve dealt with it. Even two ... he couldʼve found a way.

But this many?

No human in the Empire could handle a force like this alone.

At that moment, his eyes met Beatriceʼs, as she hovered high above the city.

With grace, the witch raised a black wand and took a stance that resembled that of an orchestra conductor.

”Welcome... to the Witchʼs Game.”

She waved her wand lightly, and the aura behind her took on a physical form.

”Forge me a weapon to slaughter my enemies.”

As her voice rang out, an entire arsenal of cannons and machine guns materialized behind her out of thin air.

”In this game, everyone will finally get the chance to fulfill their ambitions!”

The barrage began without warning.

The weapons roared to life, bombarding the city in a relentless hailstorm of bullets and explosions.

Phoenix acted instantly. He manipulated his flames, forming a massive dome of fire that shielded himself and the elite students below from the assault.

But the city didnʼt stand a chance.

Buildings crumbled, walls shattered—everything was reduced to rubble as bullets rained like a storm.

”Those fated to survive… will survive!”

”And those fated to die… shall perish!”

Beatrice spun her wand again.

”Crush my enemies—smash them to dust!”

With her chant, the sky split open.

A massive gate formed in the heavens, and from it descended hundreds of enormous legs and feet, slamming down vertically at terrifying speed.

They struck with such devastating force that the city was erased.

Nothing remained of its once-great walls and towers—nothing but Phoenixʼs protective fire dome.

Beneath the dome, Frey and the others remained unharmed… but barely.

At the same time, the army began to march forward, and the pressure from their auras only grew heavier.

”Didnʼt you say we were just bait?!!!”

Danzo screamed, furious enough to want to punch Aegon—but too paralyzed by the oppressive power crushing down on them to act.

Though heʼd already armed himself with his shield, he couldnʼt move a muscle. The witchʼs assault had left them overwhelmed.

Still floating in the sky, Beatrice smirked as she twirled her wand once more.

”So you like using fire, do you?”

She grinned as she stared down at Phoenix, who had blocked her first attack.

”Then drown, all of you. Drown for me!”

Once again, a supernatural phenomenon unfolded—

The sky turned into an ocean.

A massive wave, wild and furious, surged from above Beatrice, crashing downward to consume everything.

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