The Pinnacle Of Life

“What?” Astor and Agatha both jumped slightly.

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“The warlock himself told you that? Could he still be alive?”

“Who is he then?”

Since Agatha’s mother was a citizen of the Witch Kingdom, she was familiar with some matters within the place. Despite this, she honestly had no idea who the warlock was.

Tiffany responded. “That’s because I received his legacy. I got every single thing and information on the Witch cult from that.”

Astor spoke up. “I think you should give up on that legacy. Whatever that Witch Curse is, it’s quite literally had. It harms and kills people, and it is born from pure evil… Oh, by the way, may I ask something? What kind of person were you before receiving the legacy?”

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Tiffany huffed. “The Witch cult’s goal had always been to save every living being and help the Witch Kingdom rise back up to its glory. We would be able to chase the Undead away from this universe too.”

bloodthirsty and evil methods of the Witch cult are actually just one of our flaws. It’s all because of the current law power Within the universe. It’s no longer just as abundant as the ancient times. When the kingdom

journey as a witch, they would have to use other methods. The process is basically the same

with her views, but they had

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meant that she could communicate with the warlock through her divine consciousness for a brief while when she was receiving the legacy. He told her that His current body was within the Pantheon Tomb and

warlock too. If we really were to revive him, the results might

“But the

go ask

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palace. As Astor’s consciousness returned to his body, he immediately went to look for the Mystic Maiden. Agatha followed

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hearing all this, the Mystic Maiden was confused. “The warlock is in the Pantheon

the Pantheon Tomb before. I’d like to ask… How did

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her head. “I have no recollection of

I saw your grave at the very corner of the Pantheon Tomb. Your grave was very different from the others. It was blank. It didn’t give out a single piece of information about you. And it was the smallest one. Everyone else’s grave had names, at the very

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