Chapter 557: Village of the Pure Origin Sect

Whoosh—

A gust of violent wind swept past, and the weeds on the ground swayed with the wind.

Angela was currently sitting on her Flying Broom, heading towards her destination.

This was the Falling Hammer Plateau, a grassland region located beneath the Falling Hammer Mountains at the southern end of the Karim Continent.

This was a place with nothing else but water weeds, lakes, and giant boulders.

So at the beginning of the transmutation, the shelters of the people here were mostly inside the giant boulders or in caves and burrows.

And the place Angela was heading to right now was a certain large-scale boulder cluster.

Or it could also be said to be a village composed of boulder shelters.

The documents found earlier in the Pure Origin Sect's stronghold indicated that those who were trafficked would be gathered at this place, and then sent to the Pure Origin Sect's headquarters, whose location was unknown to anyone.

Although she was hundreds of meters high in the sky, Angela could still easily see the white-robed crowd gathered below, seemingly holding some kind of assembly.

Just looking at the white robes, the same style as the Inquisition, Angela knew she hadn't come to the wrong place.

Of course, although it was said to be the same style, there were still differences in the patterns.

The white robes of this group of people had blue trim. Although Angela didn't quite understand the hierarchy or division of labor within the Pure Origin Sect, no matter how she looked at it, these people seemed to be existences akin to the lowest-level believers.

At least based on her intuition, these people shouldn't be combatants like the Inquisition.

After all, even if everyone could use magic now, there were still focuses.

A situation like this where men, women, young, and old gathered together, apart from a market, would only appear in temporarily formed adventurer squads. Such a mixed state would simply not appear in other combat sequences.

"In that case..."

Trusting her intuition, the corners of Angela's mouth rose, and then she rapidly descended.

Although she came to this place for the sake of investigating and rescuing personnel, this didn't hinder Angela's thought of finding some fun in the slightest.

Rather, if not for finding fun, who would be willing to go to work?

Thus, just as a group of white robes gathered together for an assembly, a black dot continuously descended from the sky, growing from small to large.

Finally, amidst the crowd's astonished gazes, Angela stopped above the assembly's rostrum.

"Yo!"

Bang!

As if just raising her hand to say hello, Angela threw out a Summoning Array, and then the seven Black Mist Goats appeared in front of Angela once again.

Unlike last time, this time Angela directly made a move without any nonsense.

After all, even finding fun had to follow the rules.

Barring any accidents, these people should all be from the village, which meant the vast majority of people here should be the holders of these shelters nearby.

The characteristic of a shelter was just like that.

As long as the holder didn't die, no matter to what extent the shelter was eroded by nature, outsiders couldn't forcefully enter inside.

But as soon as the person died, the shelter would no longer possess the function of a shelter and would become an ordinary place that anyone could enter.

So, her fun this time was neither racing cars nor toying with anyone.

But quietly watching from the rostrum the numerous expressions of astonishment, surprise, bewilderment, and confusion of the people below, as well as the tragic screams when they were subsequently dragged into the black mist by the goats.

After all, only if these people were all dead could she enter the various shelters to find her target this time.

"Who is it!"

"It's a witch! Maleficent!"

"Dammit, why would this kind of person be here!?"

"I don't know! Quickly take out your weapons!"

"Ah!!! I've been caught, somebody save me!!!"

"What's the matter with these black things! Whether it's swords or magic, nothing works!"

"How would I know! That black mist is like a sponge, any attack will be absorbed!"

"Go notify the bishop immediately, just say there's an intruder!"

After being attacked by the seven goats, the crowd also snapped back to their senses. They looked at the person on the rostrum who hadn't even moved and subsequently began to organize for combat.

After all, this was an era where everyone knew how to use magic.

Although many people here weren't part of the Pure Origin Sect's combat sequence, nor were they people specialized in combat, they were at least people who had survived from the beginning of the transmutation until now, so they still had combat skills.

So after suffering Angela's attack, this group of people first fell into brief chaos, and then began attempting to organize a counterattack.

But in front of the attacks of these seven goats, the counterattacks of these people were all futile.

And Angela, who was originally still admiring the predicament of these people right before death, couldn't help but frown when she heard the words these guys were saying.

Dammit.

How could she have forgotten that the guys from the Pure Origin Sect were all composed of those damned Primal Scripture Adherents.

Listening to this way of speaking that was neither Chinese nor Western, like a hybrid, really made one want to throw up.

Angela curled her lips.

One must know that these people had done no small amount of evil on Blue Star in order to restore their country and restore their own immature language.

It could be said that this group of guys had no essential difference from the guys who previously invaded the Forsaken Territory.

They were all a group of disgusting bugs who liked to create chaos and then profit from it, absolutely disregarding the lives of others.

So it was simply impossible for Angela to be soft-hearted towards these people.

Thinking of this, Angela was ready to take action herself to speed up the process of this battle.

However, right at this moment, she suddenly saw someone slip out of the crowd amidst the chaos, and then rapidly turn into an alley.

Beating the grass to scare the snake.

To have a place like this secret stronghold be found, and what's more, found by a Black Witch whose reputation in the world wasn't very good, it was highly likely that this place had already been exposed.

What Angela wanted was exactly this kind of psychology.

At a time like this, compared to organizing a counterattack and other such matters, transferring became the top priority.

As long as someone transferred, then she would definitely be able to detect it, thereby completing her task even faster.

Here, didn't the snake just pop out right away?

Looking at the entrance of the alley where that guy disappeared, Angela smiled slightly and directly took off.

Two legs couldn't possibly outrun a Flying Broom.

Under the situation of a chaotic melee below, Angela rode her broom and flew over the crowd.

Even because she worried the assembly scene wasn't chaotic enough, this guy threw down more than a hundred slender and elongated black combat Golems from the sky before she left.

These combat Golems were made by herself and had essential differences from the mass-produced goods on the market.

After all, the mass-produced goods on the market were basically used for housekeeping and companionship.

It was impossible for Lan Qingyou to sell combat-use Golems like this to anyone.

So apart from the combat Golems produced in the factory being sold to those witches who hadn't learned Golem crafting, other witches would craft their own unique Golems according to their own combat styles.

Like this slender and elongated combat Golem of Angela's, it belonged to the type specially made for chaotic melees to cooperate with the goats' combat.

With the addition of these Golems, the attack rhythm of the crowd, who had originally just barely figured out the attack pattern of the seven goats, was instantly disrupted once again.