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Chapter 213 - 151: Wizard Group and the Water Palace Magic Connected to the Sea of Memories_1

Chapter 213: Chapter 151: Wizard Group and the Water Palace Magic Connected to the Sea of Memories_1

In a cemetery amidst lightning and thunder, many people, dressed in black robes, wearing witches’ hats and wizards’ hats, stood together.

All over the cemetery, there were human-height platforms with huge tombstones jutting out, forming a labyrinth in the cemetery.

Even without magic, a stranger who strays here might get lost.

The witches’ cemetery has existed for hundreds of years, housing the ashes of their ancestors, their power, and their treasures.

At this moment, the leader of the Wizard Group, Wizard Hugo Russo, opened his mouth in front of the crowd, "The Ambros people are killing each other. We must not let their war spread to our town."

"Today, we are here to discuss how to deal with the war in Ambros at the Wizard Group meeting."

"Just a few days ago, a human knight barged in and escaped during our celebration, which may cause us a massive disaster."

"My dear family,

A young witch with a very delicate neck and collarbone, Milani Singer, lifted her hand, her right hand adorned with pearl necklaces and blue, red gem rings. She swept everyone with a charming glance, indicating, "However, we can’t let the ordinary people in the town know we are different from them."

"Otherwise, we will immediately fall apart."

"Among the families of the witches and wizards present, there are such ordinary people."

"I suggest we curse all the regular humans in town and put them to sleep temporarily."

Wizard Hugo Russo frowned, intuitively sensing the radical side of this young witch’s character.

This kind of impulsiveness might be exploited.

Wizard Hugo Russo said to the young witch apprentice, Milani Singer, "There are many ways to solve problems. We can enhance our power."

"I want to initiate the Cemetery Festival."

An old, handicapped witch, Francesca Guila, stood up, "Cemetery Festival? The Cemetery Festival requires the life of a witch and a wizard. It requires the power generated by the death of four outstanding wizards and witches, and then the cemetery absorbs this power."

"The power of the ancestors will be enhanced for twenty years."

"Meanwhile, everyone’s magic will be enhanced."

Hugo Russo smiled and clapped his hands. A group of wizards dressed in black robes brought out two cages with two rag-clad, terrified witch apprentices.

Hugo Russo said to the Wizard Group, "They are two foreigners."

"I trapped them with a plan."

He moved to one of the captured witch apprentices, and a sharp knife appeared from his sleeve. Without hesitation, he cut open her shoulder, causing the captive to scream.

The wizards cruelly cheered.

The desperate witch apprentice clung to the cage bars, "We are Ice Witch’s apprentices. If you do this to us, it will cause the Ice Witch to declare war on you."

The Wizard Group, which is used to bullying the weak, immediately broke into discussion, and some witches and wizards started to fear.

The witches and wizards of the Wizard Group were all half-finished apprentices blessed by the power of the ancestors.

Hugo Russo turned around and said to everyone, "After the Cemetery Festival, we can ignore the Ice Witch. As long as Viscount Winchester and the city council of Ambros City do not directly attack us, we can sleep peacefully."

The Wizard Group began to applaud and urged Hugo Russo to hold the Cemetery Festival as soon as possible.

Milani Singer, the young witch, asked Hugo Russo, the leader of the Cemetery Wizard Group incomprehensibly, "But the sacrifices need four, and now there are only two."

"If the Cemetery Festival is held without enough sacrifices, it will only anger the ancestors."

"If the quality of the sacrifices is not good enough, it will also anger our ancestors."

Hugo Russo shook his head, "I have an idea in mind."

"Have you heard of Ivita Augustus? The fire magical power he released in Parviga has long attracted the ancestors’ covetousness. They want us to sacrifice him."

"So the ancestors can acquire him."

"And his power."

Hugo Russo held the blood-covered dagger high, stating loudly, "This is the third sacrifice chosen by the ancestors, and this sacrifice cannot be changed."

"Otherwise, the ancestors will deprive us of our power."

"As for the fourth sacrifice, it can be discussed later. Among us, there are so many witches and wizards, and there will always be someone willing to contribute to us all. If not, if I find a traitor among us, I will use this traitor as a sacrifice."

Whenever Hugo Russo said this, he always glanced at the young, talented witch Milani Singer.

The Cemetery Wizard Group was also startled.

Milani Singer looked at Hugo Russo on the stage who was preaching the supremacy of the cemetery.

She sighed in her heart.

The cemetery has long since deteriorated, deviating from preserving the secret of the Thousand-Year Fire into a tool for realizing someone’s ambitions.

Fortunately, Hugo Russo doesn’t have too many ambitions.