Miss Witch’s Devotion Has Gone… Twisted

”Master Mentor...”

Naclis instantly breathed a sigh of relief the moment she saw Loren’s figure.

At this moment, a single thought rose in everyone’s hearts - as long as Loren was here, there was no danger.

The angels’ thoughts, however, were completely opposite to Loren’s. They felt fear and dread, so much so that they didn’t dare make the first move against Loren. They could only watch helplessly as Loren landed back on the ground with Starnight, then tossed the Angel of Wind aside.

”Master...”

Starnight looked extremely weak, her voice laced with tears as she grabbed the corner of Loren’s clothes and pressed herself tightly against his body.

She didn’t know how Loren had recognized her, but when he called out her name, she really felt like crying.

So Loren truly cared about her that much - he could still recognize her even when she had completely changed.

”It’s alright. I’m back now. Leave everything to me from here.”

”Master Mentor...”The moment Loren landed, everyone else immediately surrounded him, forming a protective circle around him.

”Listen to me carefully. I need to tell you some important things...”

As he spoke, countless transparent threads extended from his fingertips, connecting to Orianna. From that moment, Orianna’s full capabilities were unleashed, and she threw a punch that sent the Angel of Wind, who had been trying to sneak an attack, flying.

The moment her fist made contact, it was as if space itself trembled.

Since Loren was now on the scene, the Tarot cards’ enhancements were no longer needed on him, so their power was all redirected to Orianna.

”I’m going to kill the Angel of Confusion now. You all need to flee at full speed to the sea and directly summon the ghost ship to submerge into the water.”

”How are you going to kill it? The Severance Ritual can’t be performed right now...”

Paqina was the one among them who understood the Severance Ritual best, so at this moment, she felt a sense of unease.

”I have my own way.”

Loren smiled, and that smile brought an immense sense of reassurance.

He had never told anyone about Swan Song precisely because he was afraid they would worry.

After the Angel of Wind was sent flying, the other angels all chose to wait and see, none of them willing to be the one to take the risk. They were all waiting for another angel to test Loren first.

The relationship between them was one of pure competition - otherwise, the Freedom Angel wouldn’t have waited until the very last moment to save the other angels.

This gave Loren the opportunity to brief his people. After telling them how to escape, he unfastened Requiem from his waist and handed it to Anna:

”Anna, Requiem is a cursed blade. You’re the only one who can master it, so I’m entrusting it to you.”

”Master Mentor...”

Hearing Loren say this, a wave of unease suddenly surged in Anna’s heart. Loren sounded like he was making final arrangements.

”Don’t overthink it. The battle I’m about to engage in will be extremely fierce, and I might lose these things. It’s best if you take them with you - you can give them back to me afterward.”

”Yes...”

Anna gritted her teeth and nodded.

The situation was dire now, and she had no time to ask questions. She could only choose to trust Loren.

”Naclis, take these accessories.”

Loren took off the large string of accessories hanging around his neck. Only after removing the Weeping Blood Wedding Ring did he hand them to Naclis.

Naclis knew the effects of the Weeping Blood Wedding Ring, and she would definitely be willing to bear the curse for Loren. So once the ring was handed to her, the curse would transfer along with it.

She didn’t have the Female Pope card that could reverse curses. If Naclis were to be burdened with the Weeping Blood Wedding Ring’s curse under these emergency circumstances, she definitely wouldn’t be able to withstand it.

”Mirrorheart, this is for you.”

Loren took out the Unabandoned Casket and handed it to Mirrorheart.

For now, the Unabandoned Casket was still bound to Loren, so he could still use the Tarot cards as long as no one else rebinded the casket to themselves.

”Inside are the Tarot cards. You must collect all of them - there’s a special effect when the full set is assembled.”

”Can you really... come back safely...?”

The Tarot cards were the most precious thing Loren owned, and Anna knew this very well. Even the accessories made from Vampire Prince teeth, Loren had just casually hung around his neck, not storing them in the Unabandoned Casket like he did with the Tarot cards.

Now that Loren was even handing over the Unabandoned Casket, Anna couldn’t possibly feel at ease anymore. Tears unconsciously streamed down her face.

”Don’t worry. I’m immortal and indestructible.”

Loren patted Anna’s head, comforting her.

Finally, Loren turned to Movila. He had one last thing to settle:

”Movila, after you’ve all safely evacuated, send a few of your clones back here to check on things. You’ll likely find me unconscious.”

”Don’t panic when that happens - I’m only in a state of suspended death. Just take me to a safe place to rest for a while, and I’ll wake up.”

This was the antidote to Swan Song. Dispelling the side effects of a divine-grade magical potion wasn’t that easy - the only way was through feigning death.

Or rather, a bodily dissolution.

”Everyone else just needs to run. Hide in the sea.”

”Alright, that’s all I have to say. Begin the operation.”

”Yes!”

Anna wiped her tears, gripped the Scythe of Harvest and Requiem in her hands, and sprinted toward the seaside at top speed.

Naclis scooped up the unconscious Scarlett, following close behind Anna, while Movila grabbed Mirrorheart and took to the air. All of them raced toward the shore at maximum speed.

As she ran, Naclis’s vision grew blurry, but she didn’t dare wipe her tears, nor did she dare look back, afraid it might affect Loren’s performance.

The unconscious Scarlett was ironically the most at ease of them all, but when she woke up and learned she might have missed Loren’s final moments, she would probably become the most tormented.

The angels still didn’t move, allowing the witches to flee.

Their mission target was Loren, and besides, with the God of Confusion’s power at work, the witches couldn’t escape anyway.

The still-intact angels surrounded Loren in the center, while the severely wounded Angel of Pain and Angel of Light also dragged their broken bodies to their feet.

As long as their authority remained, they wouldn’t truly die - even if the one attacking them was a Starry Sky Whale.

”Was the Holy Flame Empire’s devastation your doing?”

The Angel of Light drove its longsword into the ground. Despite being gravely wounded, it still maintained an air of majesty as it demanded an answer.

”Yeah. Give my regards to Amy.”

Loren’s smile carried a hint of mockery as he admitted it without hesitation.

”Die!”

In that instant, the Angel of Light felt an overwhelming terror. It had just received a divine decree and sensed the God of Light and Fire’s absolute fury. Loren had to die here, or it would be the one to perish.

The longsword slashed through, passing directly through Loren’s body - yet Loren remained completely unharmed.

”Hear my... final... Swan Song...”

Under the gaze of all the angels, Loren took out Swan Song and downed it in one gulp.

”Stop him!”

In an instant, fear seized the hearts of all the angels, forcing them to instinctively unleash their strongest attacks.

Nine different types of authority clashed against each other, and even space began to warp. Without the protection of their own authority, even the Orthodox Gods would have a hard time enduring such an assault.

”One.”

A voice like a nightmare rang in their ears. Before anyone could react, Loren had already seized the Angel of Confusion by what could barely be called its neck, and with a slight squeeze...

The Angel of Confusion went completely limp, its life extinguished.

The experience points skyrocketing on the panel were undeniable proof that the Angel of Confusion was thoroughly and completely dead.