Chapter 343: Pure White Witch vs the Three Tower Masters

Chu Yuanqing was taken aback by such confident words.

Archibald, does the Emperor know you brag about him like this?

The enemies from beyond the skies she mentioned had swallowed countless civilizations and worlds, merging into a terrifying concept gene pool. The Calamity God, being the highest in this series, was on a completely different level from the gods born from the Golden Sea.

No matter how powerful the Divine Emperor was, if he wanted to truly challenge the thirteen Calamity Gods, he should have started planning a thousand years ago to have any chance of turning the tide. With the empire’s current “vibrant” state, it seemed certain to fail.

Chu Yuanqing tried to choose her words carefully.

As for Delia, it was different; Archibald’s reasons for rebelling against the empire still held some reasonable ground for coexistence, and in her eyes, he was someone she could try to persuade, not someone who could simply be dealt with through force.

“Archibald, even if the Emperor can defeat the Calamity God, that would be while he is still alive. Have you thought about the consequences of allowing the Disaster Wave to erode the empire’s territory and tie up the Holy Sophon?”

The Pure White Witch’s delicate and beautiful face showed a serious expression mixed with authority. Her bright golden pupils reflected the figures of the two, and she wisely chose not to say the Emperor was incapable in front of his fans, instead clearly stating the stakes:

“If the Tree of Thought collapses, the Golden Law will also extinguish. The gods and even the stronger Calamity Gods will invade the continent, and that is not an enemy that legend can compete with.”

“If you are not sure you can manage the aftermath and are not prepared to bear the weight of humanity’s fate, you should not decide the fate of millions for the empire.”

“Because, even that Emperor does not have the right to do so.”

Archibald felt a little dazed; in a moment, he saw a brilliant and dazzling light in that girl.

But the last words from the other person filled him with anger.

“How absurd, how ridiculous!”

“Lucy Tiffany, the time you live in, the rights you enjoy, the air you breathe, and your very existence all come from the Emperor’s grace.”

“In this realm covered by Holy Sophon, there are countless people who enjoy the conveniences of Sophon, live without worry, and know nothing of war and despair; their happiness is a gift from the Emperor.”

“If His Majesty wishes, he naturally has the power to decide their fate.”

Chu Yuanqing lost her desire to argue. She drew her mercury sword, which shimmered with the colors of a lake and a rainbow, casting a cool light like moonlight. It traced beautiful arcs in the air as she spoke in a calm tone:

“If he thinks this way and acts this way.”

“Then in my eyes, he does not deserve to be called an Emperor.”

The eyes of the Pure White Witch became even more enchanting. The Mercury Blood within her body turned into a medium for spells, weaving together in a spiral chant. It resonated through her blood, releasing a dozen types of Ideal State spells within her body and augmenting herself.

Lucy Tiffany’s magical talent was weak; what did that have to do with Chu Yuanqing?

Those memories given by Historical Echoes held a vast ocean of spells, much larger than the one in the Countermeasures Bureau library, filling the gap in her weak knowledge of magic.

Meanwhile,

—[Annihilated Massacre].

The desire to kill burned, and the heart was boiling with fire.

That cool yet illusory silver magic, in the grand crackling sounds of the bonfire and burnt branches, slowly twisted into a dark embrace of red, bringing the heat of a fiery cloud that was enough to color the edge of the sky.

—[Echoes of the Past].

The proof of salvation, the forgotten ashes, a desolate and ruined hall.

That flame, which burned away the concept of myth in the distant past, ultimately passed on some warmth in the echo of miracles, decorating magic with a shattered fate.

——[Broken Golden Cup].

An immortal great achievement, a withered flower, and the legendary holy grail that can make wishes come true.

On the pure white branches and leaves, golden pieces called out to each other, piecing together to form a perfect shape, declaring the will to fight to the death.

At this moment,

The Pure White Witch’s powerful magic covered the entire Yves Saint Laurent Academy, mixed with a terrifying killing intent that burned through souls, creating an unimaginable force that made the large academy seem to sink into a swamp of gravity.

Whether professors, mentors, or students, all were blank-minded and fell into silence under the overwhelming mental pressure, with some souls feeling a searing heat, leading to fainting as a form of self-protection.

Even the other little idols and magical girls could not bear it, all confused and crouching with their heads in their hands, leaving only the Superfine Magician capable of maintaining the most basic sense of reason.

“What on earth is happening?”

“Has a legend invaded the academy?”

“That direction… is the sanctuary! Gather all the professors and inform the deans; we are being invaded by outsiders!”

“No, the detection magic has failed. If the spell and spirit extend into that area, they will turn to ashes.”

Although there was a moment of panic, this elite academy quickly responded, with many capable and determined students encouraging each other:

“Don’t worry, Lady Lucy has provided the academy with many Alchemical Puppets; even legends can be fought!”

“The spirits of the three towers: Chalkiness, Forest Moon, and Black Sun have awakened and activated battle mode. Once linked to the great alchemical array of the academy, we will control all the magic essence in the capital!”

“With the three Tower Masters in place, even if six legends invade at the same time, they will surely face defeat!”

Elise and Esther were not too affected, but knowing the truth, they quickly realized it was not a disaster beast invasion; there had been an accident with Chu Yuanqing.

The little girl looked at the older sister with silver hair and red eyes beside her and quietly asked:

“Teacher Dream Weaver, can Elise go help Sister Chu?”

Esther gently touched the child’s soft gray hair. Her thin humanity shone brightly in her soul, creating a warm feeling. She softly said:

“Elise cannot go to the battlefield yet. If she gets hurt because she is being too brave, Ellie will be sad. Trust your Sister Chu; she is a magical girl who can create miracles.”

Elise was a little worried, but she nodded obediently. She had not yet fully recovered, and if she used her powers too soon, it could waste a lot of energy and disrupt her healing process.

If something unexpected happened, it would cause trouble for Sister Chu.

On the other hand, just as Teacher Dream Weaver said, the Chu Yuanqing who could pull her from regression was truly remarkable among magical girls. If they made such a big noise, they must have their own plans and wouldn’t get into trouble easily.

At the same time, the illusory city wall blocking the way to the sanctuary was crying out and shattering under mental pressure, collapsing like it was under a hundred times the weight of gravity.

The magical barrier surrounding Archibald was breaking apart under the pressure, and he frowned as he looked at the Alchemist, who was radiating a terrifying aura. His soul stirred, and he recited a complex ancient spell.

In an instant, a dazzling light like the sun burst forth, as if the heavy fire elements of the ocean were gathering around him, powerful enough to burn whole nations. It formed a majestic figure behind him, resembling the legendary Elven King of Fire!

This was the true essence of the Black Sun Tower.

The Elven King of Fire was the first Tower Master, the Black Sun Sage, who, before passing away, combined his magic, knowledge, and soul with the rules of the fire element to create an eternal being. It did not possess true wisdom and would sign a contract with each Black Sun Tower Lord.

It is worth mentioning that both Chalkiness Tower and Forest Moon Tower also had similar Elf Kings with incredibly terrifying powers. Therefore, to become a Tower Master, one must gain their recognition.

According to legend, the birth of the Elf King came from the selfish desires of the first Sage, who hoped to achieve immortality in this form and, one day, see their Majesty again.

Delia sighed, her back creating ripples like water, revealing the mark of a clock. The Elven King of Time watched her, while the high wall standing in the path of the sanctuary reverted to its unbreakable stance.

The girl’s indigo eyes were filled with sorrow; she truly did not want to face her student in battle, but Lucy Tiffany’s hidden power was too great.

Such an exaggerated presence and control were even more terrifying than the many-headed dragon beasts of the fallen kingdoms. Even though the three towers quickly unleashed their domains, the magic essence in the air still trembled under the opponent’s will.

A legend can only remain a legend.

In other words, Lucy Tiffany really used alchemy to enhance her body’s adaptability to magic essence, fixing her only weakness. With her accumulated knowledge, she crossed all barriers of a Magician, reaching the realm of legends!

It should be known that this Empire’s top Alchemist had all her power in creating alchemical objects, and the highly renowned Heavenly Hierarchy was just a mere game for her.

The creation, which was filled with Lucy Tiffany’s heart and soul and represented the true academic achievement of her counterpart, was a terrifying weapon that truly restored part of the Demon God Machinery, powerful enough to fight against the Tower Master!

Therefore, this former student, who had barely just become an adult, possessed the ability to rival two Tower Masters at once, making her one of the most brilliant figures, second only to the Emperor, truly deserving of the title of heir passed down by Ley Line.

In Chu Yuanqing’s eyes, it seemed as if the Golden Sea, which symbolized the world, was shimmering. Her expression was cold and domineering, her pure white hair and dress swaying in the wind as she quietly gazed at the two Tower Masters and issued her final ultimatum:

“Archibald, Delia.”

“I will ask you one last time, do you choose to betray the Empire, betray humanity, and join forces with the Calamity God, to stand in my way to the sanctuary?”

As she spoke, the mercury sword in her hand was wrapped in a whirlwind and thunder, creating a spiraling vacuum domain that emitted dazzling and scorching rainbows. With the continuous input of magic, the concept of mythology was also restored, occasionally revealing terrifying black lines that cut through space amidst the colorful light.

Archibald’s expression was serious. He had originally intended to persuade Lucy Tiffany to join his side, as her extraordinary alchemy was far more important than the Tiffany family.

After all, it was impossible to restore the Holy Sophon to its original form, shedding oneself and knowledge to regain the pure state without any risks, simply by using violence.

The essence of the Holy Sophon was a creation woven from alchemy and magic by the Emperor.

So, solving it with alchemy and magic was likely the best way to succeed. Lucy Tiffany was undoubtedly an extremely important and irreplaceable talent in the field of the former.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have greeted her like that at first, nor would he have patiently explained so many things. Burning her alive before she summoned any alchemical creations would have been the most sensible thing to do.

And now…

Although it sounded absurd, in a one-on-one situation, without the advantage of the place given by Yves Saint Laurent and Black Sun Tower, he might not be this person’s opponent.

“Xavier, what are you waiting for?”

“We must intercept her here, or once she enters the sanctuary linked to the Tree of Thought, the plan might fail.”

Archibald chose to rally the team. He didn’t think he and Delia would lose, but Lucy’s goal was never to defeat them; it was to awaken Holy Sophon.

In other words, as long as she bypasses everyone and directly destroys the outer part of the sanctuary, she can trigger Holy Sophon to enter defense mode and awaken the core program!

In this case, they would be the ones protecting, and the difficulty would increase many times over.

More importantly, Lucy Tiffany was an essential technical talent. Unless absolutely necessary, no one wanted to harm each other; capturing was the best solution.

To capture such a character, all three Tower Masters must be present for safety.

As these words were spoken, many vines and flowers filled the air, so vast that they wrapped around the entire academy like a giant forest spirit. With a loud roar, they pulled the three towers, the three Tower Masters, and Chu Yuanqing into a courtyard in a different dimension.

Only left behind were the elite students who were thrown out by the three towers, completely unaware of what had happened, and the other students who watched this scene unfold with clear eyes.

In another dimension, the Forest Elf King transformed into a gigantic courtyard, its vast area resembling a Quiet Ancient Forest, filled with personal magic essence swirling like a boiling ocean, creating an overwhelmingly unfavorable situation.

Xavier wore a tailcoat; he looked like a meticulous and refined gentleman, his gray-white hair tied back in a ponytail, his face still showing traces of past handsomeness, with a smile expressing apology at the corner of his lips.

This instigator seemed to have no hostility and turned to Chu Yuanqing to explain:

“I’m sorry, Miss Tiffany. I have something I need to confirm first. Until then, Holy Sophon cannot be revived.”

The Pure White Witch’s expression was calm. She looked around and saw the three tall towers of Chalk, Forest Moon, and Black Sun surrounding her. Delia, Archibald, and Xavier called forth the Elf King, who was transformed from the first Sage, standing at the top of each of their towers.

It’s strange, is the Karembu Empire really that bad? It even made the three Tower Masters of Yves Saint Laurent Academy choose to betray.

This situation was even more exaggerated than the information Russell remembered.

The girl’s delicate eyelashes drooped, her golden eyes burned with the remnants of fire, and her lips let out a sigh of disappointment. The magic essence behind her was frozen by a huge energy, turning into a shattered mirror that reached up to the dome, creating the Mirror Tree.

In a daze, The Song of Silver and Tin echoed in the courtyard, as unlimited mirror marks spread out, building a medium to draw magic essence. The Spiral Demon Sword in her hand roared like a wild dragon, surrounding her and splitting into many rainbow lights to attack.

Chu Yuanqing stepped into the Perfection Realm. She drew the King Sword of Destruction, forged from the piles of killings and her fiery heart, cutting through the magic that twisted the flow of time around her, while a red-black flame burned like a flood, swallowing the attack of the Elven King of Fire.

The remnants of fire related to the concept of fate, in an extremely domineering manner, unconditionally shattered the spells created by the three Legendary Magicians. With the first performance of the Pure White Ode played in a lonely tone, it filled the entire courtyard.

Delia wanted to use time magic to stop the opponent’s movements, but the red-black fire that burned everything seemed to break all laws, and any spell anchored to the opponent would distort and shatter.

Archibald felt even more frustrated. He sensed that the Elven King of Fire was filled with a trace of fear and simply canceled his state of possession, merging into the wand to unleash a nuclear explosion magic that didn’t need flames.

Xavier took several steps back, his expression no longer calm, filled with complex shock.

It is important to know that as the master of this different space, he not only controlled the magic essence here but, like the other Tower Masters, could connect to the outside world through the tall towers that sent energy in, drawing from the entire capital and even the magic essence in the atmosphere.

Lucy Tiffany, on the other hand, could only use the magic within her body; any spells that relied on external magic essence would be much less effective in this courtyard, or might not work at all.

Under these circumstances, even if the three Tower Masters tried to attack together, it should not be easily broken.

The most unbelievable part was the Mirror Tree, which, despite being attacked by the three, repeatedly shattered yet still instantly restored itself, even absorbing their magic essence.

What kind of spell is this? A spell that can withstand three legendary magic attacks, not break, and can continuously transform into the opponents’ magic essence is simply too exaggerated.

Archibald instinctively sensed that something was wrong.

Delia glanced thoughtfully at herself, frowning as she began to guess something.

The Pure White Witch had indeed meddled; even if the Mirror Tree absorbed enough magic, it would still need the Spiral Demon Sword’s space transfer to withstand the attack of the three.

But when she shattered the magical wall, creating the first shards of mirror rain, she unleashed the “Morpheus Magic Mirror” and hid its core deep within the Mirror Tree, covering the entire courtyard.

These Legendary Magicians were not as weak as the Archbishop in this regard; if they directly searched memories, attacking the soul would surely attract attention, but slightly misdirecting the opponent’s attack so it could not truly touch the Mirror Tree was quite easy.

By now, the system of the [Silver Mirror] magic had become complete, including the aspects of battlefield, reflection, magic absorption, illusion, and enhancement.

Chu Yuanqing sat elegantly on the throne at the top of the Silver Hall, gazing down at the three Tower Masters battling with the Magic Clone. The emotions in her eyes were cold and proud, filled with a captivating authority as she softly whispered:

“I have seen countless internal struggles and conspiracies, heard many grand yet self-righteous reasons, and witnessed countless obstacles before me, preferring to use flesh and blood to block the sword’s edge rather than strike at the disaster beast.”

“Delia, Archibald, Xavier, as the very foundation that should support civilization, you have made a grave mistake for your personal desires, ignoring the bigger picture.”

“So, as a price, let’s see if you can survive in my hands.”