Chapter 329

Empress Sophia sat on the throne.

The city was in chaos, but Sophia had already calmed down. At this moment, everyone else could be at a loss, but she couldn't. She had to convey clear commands so that she could point out a direction for others.

"Lady Yaga, I need to know the location of the Royal Guard and the situation of the ancestor mausoleum."

Such a serious riot had occurred, and the Royal Guard should have appeared by her side at the first moment, but they were still nowhere to be seen, which was very unusual.

"But if I leave here, no one can protect you," Lady Yaga said.

"I believe that confirming such simple information shouldn't take too long for you, and... I am not a vase without any combat power," the Empress said, pulling a wand from behind her.

Lady Yaga hesitated for a moment, and said to several servants in the hall: "Go, take your wands, and don't let anyone step into the audience hall before I return."

After speaking, she left, turned into a breeze, and quickly left the palace, running to a military camp nearby.

The Royal Guard was stationed here, and their mission was to protect the Emperor, so the military camp was only a hundred feet away from the Spring Palace.

However, after taking a few steps, she noticed a wisp of white mist rising in the air. She took a breath and keenly realized something was wrong. "This mist is poisonous... no, it's not poison, it's magic... it seems... it's a Stupefy?"

She frowned, came to the military camp, and sure enough, found that the guards stationed here had all fallen into a deep sleep.

She waved her wand. "Finite Incantatem!"

The guards woke up from their deep sleep. After simply understanding the situation, Lady Yaga found that they had all been hit silently. Someone realized something was wrong when it was already too late. The twelve-man guard stationed here was completely unconscious.

Lady Yaga lifted the magic for them. "Summon the Guardian Spirit, isolate the influence of the mist, and all return to the Empress's side!"

And she herself raised her wand and summoned a broom, rode on it and flew into the air. She wanted to see what was going on with this mist.

After the field of vision was raised, she saw a thin layer of white mist covering the area near the top of Arkaim, including the palace and the Sacred Forest of the ancestor mausoleum. The mist was flowing downward along the mountain, seemingly wanting to cover the entire city.

But, there were wizards everywhere in the city, and many people saw that the mist was wrong. Spells were flashing everywhere, and they were resisting the invasion of the mist.

Lady Yaga patrolled around. This mist was not naturally formed, and there must be a source.

Soon, she saw the source.

A column of white mist was on the hillside near the palace, continuously pouring magic mist downward.

She flew to the column immediately, only to see seven black-robed priests lying on the ground, having lost their lives. They all looked withered, as if all the blood, moisture, and even souls in their bodies had been drained.

And in the middle of them, at the top of the column, was a huge oil painting.

The painting depicted a lake, with lush forests, rippling blue waves, and in the distance, one could see a castle and crowds playing on the lawn by the lake.

Faint mist lingered on the lake.

At this moment, the huge oil painting was floating in mid-air, but the mist on the lake had passed through the canvas, forming white mist and falling down.

The mist that almost covered the entire mountain area was actually pouring out from a painting.

Lady Yaga frowned. She didn't understand the principle behind this magic either.

But even if she didn't know what was going on with this painting, there were still ways to solve it. She raised her wand. "Finite Incantatem!"

The spell hit the oil painting, which twisted and shook, and the sound of flowing water came from it. Immediately after, with a "bang," the canvas burst, and a large amount of water splashed out. Lady Yaga reacted quickly and immediately supported a spell, blocking the water.

But even so, where the water splashed, her spell also appeared to be burned, with many pits.

And on the ground, the flowers and plants splashed by the water all turned transparent, and even half of the corpse of a black-robed priest turned semi-transparent. The next moment, when the sun shone on it, it evaporated like stars, leaving only a broken body that had been erased by a part of it out of thin air.

Lady Yaga was startled. What kind of water is this?

But this was not the time to pursue the details. She turned her wand upside down, held it like a sword, and stabbed it into the ground, releasing Finite Incantatem again.

The massive magic power spread out, expanding its range like a wall of light, and the mist was constantly being dissolved by her magic power.

Lady Yaga's magic power was immense, but even for her, eliminating the mist in a radius of several hundred meters was already the limit. Just as she was preparing to change to another place to release Finite Incantatem again, a figure appeared not far from her, also stabbing her wand into the ground, and the wall of light of Finite Incantatem quickly connected with her spell.

She looked up, and it was Sophia, and she was followed by more than a dozen Royal Guards. Seeing the Empress's actions, they followed suit one after another.

Before long, the elimination spell connected into a piece expanded wider and wider, and resonated and strengthened with the spells of the rest of the wizards in the city, finally exploding after reaching a threshold, sweeping away the mist.

Lady Yaga breathed a sigh of relief. She came to the Empress's side. "Your Majesty, the danger has not been lifted yet. You should return to the palace first. The Spring Palace has countless powerful protective magics. You will be much safer there."

Sophia didn't insist. "The ancestor mausoleum side..."

"I'll go there right away," Lady Yaga said. With the protection of the Royal Guard, the Empress's safety had the lowest guarantee. Now that the only Grand Shaman had been taken away by Murphy, she had to confirm the situation of the ancestor mausoleum. "You should contact Murphy Darkholm. Only the Wall of Saint Peter can ensure the safety of this city."

"Good." Sophia nodded. "You must be careful."

Returning to the palace, two more guard teams converged. Sophia breathed a sigh of relief. She kept two teams by her side and sent another team out to gather the people.

The attack on Arkaim was very sudden, and the wizards in the city had no preparation, so they were caught off guard.

But there were tens of thousands of wizards in this city. Once she gathered them, she had the confidence to deal with any attack.

At the same time, she also began to contact Murphy. He had left several Lightning Crows here before leaving. She knew she could contact the other party through these crows.

However, the connection between the crows and Murphy now seemed to have some problems. No matter how anxiously she urged, those crows just walked around leisurely, showing no sign of passing the message to their master.

Sophia frowned. Something had blocked the connection between the crows and Murphy.

But what was it?

Even across the Wall of Saint Peter, Murphy could talk to her through the crows. The power level of blocking this connection must be extremely high...

She was thinking, and suddenly thought of something. She called a maid. "Hana, the statue of the Holy Mother that Lady Yaga brought to study before, and later asked you to burn, did you burn it?"

"Your Majesty, are you talking about the one behind you?" the maid asked.

"What?" Sophia was startled, turned around, but only saw a mirror.

However, the next instant, in the mirror, she saw a woman with lowered eyebrows and drooping eyes standing behind her.

"Destroying the holy image is a blasphemy against the Holy Mother," Hana's voice suddenly became loving and gentle, but its content made the Empress shudder. "Descendant of Miriam, daughter of the oath-breaker, you have hidden for a thousand years, and now, the time for judgment has arrived."

The next moment, a pitch-black dagger suddenly stabbed at the Empress's heart from behind.

(End of chapter)