THE SUPREME WITCH SYSTEM
044 - IS THIS THE END OF THE WAR?

Regardless of what happened, Fyodor disappeared from everyone's sight, leaving Dimitri standing gallantly with roaring breath.

Sweat flooded the temples, flowing into tributaries through the jaws of the tree.

Whatever happened to Fyodor, his body was missing, it was just a blink of an eye. One blink.

No one noticed because everyone was fighting with a broken spirit.

What was clear just now, a few seconds before, they saw a flash of bright purple-colored light. For a moment, like lightning.

Then Fyodor disappeared.

Despite not understanding what really happened, seeing the leader of the opposing army disappear somewhere, the morale of the army of the witch Dimitri again rose.

This time their spirits were burning, blazing. If the spirit has a physical form, the witches are like burning by fire.

Their morale peaked drastically, their focus returning, even better than before.

The fireball shot out in various directions, colliding with the ice and earth magic, creating a deafening explosion.

Opponents resist with a dark, sturdy shield. That's a strong defense. But the barrage of attacks from Dimitri's army of witches was more than enough to rip him apart.

Quickly turned around, Rachel managed to avoid the wind shot by the enemy general, curling like a dance.

 His re-focus saw Dimitri win somehow, making him able to be more nimble and more quick to launch attacks. More precision.

Rachel retaliates by throwing earth magic at the opponent's feet trying to stop the enemy general's movement.

One attack is going. Rachel dodged the counterattack while chanting a more precise ice spell. Throw it at the opponent's feet.

Got hit!

The general fell down, his legs frozen, his movements stunted. Deftly Rachel jumped up, chanting a powerful fire spell.

The end of his staff lit up, red sparks blazing.

“Death to you!”

The fireball shot ferociously, but it could still be held back by the black shield that the general had once cast.

Not until there, Rachel continued to attack blindly, throwing fireball attacks in a row.

Slowly the shield cracked, then smashed. Rachel managed to burn the general's head with a crazy strike.

While Igor was somehow tearing his opponent's body apart with an ice scythe . Dozens of ice scythes. He's like a butcher who likes to slaughter people.

Blood gushed out in all directions, making those who saw it grow terrified. Even the comrades also ran away.

They were all spirit, the enemy was pushed back strongly. This time it was the turn of the forces of the Holy Mount organization who lost their morale.

Indeed the head is the core of strength, losing the head will make the rest uncoordinated.

The leader of those people disappeared out of nowhere, making his subordinates tremble and fear at the sight of Dimitri raising his hand in the air.

A bright light shot out from the young man's hands, seeing it was both astonishing and terrifying.

I don't know what kind of magic will be launched to kill criminals who run away.

It was obviously great magic, Dimitri was no match for all of them even if they were united. Dimitri was their leader's opponent, who was currently out of nowhere.

“You won't be able to escape.”

[The soul chain feels good to curb them all.]

From his high-pitched hands, out streaks of light shot out rapidly, glowing green, numbering in the tens. Chasing the criminals.

Very fast movement of the light, slippery, convoluted. Like it can't miss once the target has been determined.

The person who was hit by the beam of light let out a short scream as if his heart was blown up, thumping down, for a moment then stood quietly as if nothing had happened.

In just less than half a minute, every member of the Holy Mount organization that survived had already been hit by a line of light from Dimitri's hands.

“What did you do to them? What magic is it?”

Rachel asked as she approached full of curiosity, followed by Igor behind her.

“This is Soul Chain, magic that binds their souls so as not to escape. This magic was effective because it curbed their desire to escape. So even if they are scared or whatever, will never want to run away.”

Rachel stared in amazement, it was the magic she had just heard. Behind him, Igor understood.

Igor had read the magic from his family's inheritance spell book, but this was the first time he had seen it with his own eyes.

“Why don't you use this magic against Fyodor? Isn't this magic that makes the affected person obey your orders?”

Dimitri frowned at him. “Didn't you listen to my words? It just binds one's desire to escape, that's all. Cannot be used to command.”

Rachel ber oh slowly, a little blushed.

Dimitri did not comment on Rachel's behavior. Return to focus on the bad guys who are already exposed to soul chain magic.

The dark-robed figures stepped footily following Dimitri's orders, other than out of fear, there was something else inside them that went wrong.

For some reason, they felt they had no desire to escape.

Seeing the enemy forces gathering in a circle, the witches under Dimitri's leadership were instantly on standby. Lifting the magic wand while chanting the channeling spell.

They thought that those people were about to use advanced spells by gathering strength.

“Not to be afraid, they will not dare to do anything because it will only threaten their own lives.”

Dimitri raised a hand stopping the tension between his soldiers.

They all looked at each other not understanding. But since the one who spoke was their leader, all of them relaxed their vigilance, putting down their magic wand.

“Where is my family? The ones you guys are holding for a test run?”

No one answered, Dimitri threw a tree-sized block of ice at one of the members of the Holy Mount. Killed instantly.

“Jawab, or you guys will end up like.”

They looked at each other, horrified and afraid. Dimitri did not mess with his words. He never messes with criminals.

“I ask you once again, where did you hold my family and the people you kidnapped for a test run?!”

Ten detings no one answered, Dimitri raised his hand high. Spears of fire sprung up in the air, large and dangerous.

It made those people tremble in fear.

“In-at our headquarters in Greelop mountain!” The great-granddaughter of one of the members raised her hand, it turned out that she was more afraid of death than of treason.

“Forward!”

Dimitri ruled decisively, the man was moved to run forward to Dimitri.

Just as he reached before Dimitri, the fire spears in the air shot out fiercely, burning the members of the Holy Mount with deadly explosions.

“Aargh!!”

“No!”

“Aaahhh!”

The men screamed their lives, their skin peeling, burning to ashes.

One person who answered shudder in horror saw his colleague die horribly, lucky he answered Dimitri's question.

“Now show me the way to your headquarters, or I will make you feel death a thousand times a day.”

For the sake of hearing it, the man nodded in panic.

Rescue begins. Dimitri teleported on a large scale to move the entire army to a designated location.

They appear in a building at the foot of the mountain, a building more suitable to be called a castle than a kingdom. The black dreary caste.

“Hiyaah!”

Once attacked, the castle door that was eight meters high was directly damaged, smashed to pieces by a fireball.

Dimitri rushed down the castle, followed by Rachel and Igor. Of course the remaining members of the Holy Mount followed them, he was in charge of showing the way.

They got to a prison, there were about a dozen people locked up there. They are weak, eating less. I don't know what the Holy Mount organization did to them.

“Rachel, free them!”

Without waiting for long Rachel slashed at the iron bars with the magic ice blades, helping them out.

All three are happy to finally be able to save their families as well as those who were kidnapped.

But the fun is shattered when the last remaining member of the Holy Mount informs Dimitri that the people who have been kidnapped cannot be free that easily.

“What do you mean? What happened to them, why did they seem so weak?”

The man hesitated to answer.

“They've all been fitted with magic seals with extremely complicated spell lines, the seals are consuming their life energy. Only master Fyodor could take it off because it was a magic seal he created.”

“Sial! Is there no way to release it?”

“Sorry, Sir. But I am only a subordinate, do not know more information.”

[There was. You have to turn into a Super System.]