Hakala felt the person beneath her breathing rapidly.

"Switch," she said in a low voice, "Leaves, you carry me."

Walking in the mountain passes of the Endless Mountains was extremely strenuous, especially in the snowy winter. Forty-two witches couldn't travel far in a day before they had to find a suitable campsite and recharge their badges to withstand the plummeting night temperatures.

"Yes, Master," a witch squatted down in front of her. She summoned a magic snake to wrap around the other's arm and pulled herself over. At the same time, she noticed the other person's involuntary slight trembling.

Damn Nightingale, Hakala thought bitterly. If she hadn't repeatedly rejected her kindness, she wouldn't have hardened her heart to attack her sisters. As she was about to find the key to the Holy Mountain, Hakala couldn't allow any accidents.

And the result? After escaping her restraints, this traitor didn't hesitate at all, directly trying to stab her to death... See, this is the consequence of mercy! Hakala's mind was filled with滔tiannu fire. That stab wounded her spine. Although Leaves' improved herbs quickly healed the wound, her lower body was paralyzed, and her legs had completely lost sensation.

When she reached the Holy Mountain and gathered more witches, she would one day capture her and tear her to pieces!

"Master, there are evil beasts approaching ahead."

Reported Ermu, who was in charge of reconnaissance. Her eyes could ignore obstacles and concealment, and no trap could escape her gaze. She also had extremely high ability to capture moving objects, and had personally shot down the crossbow bolts of the Judgment Army in the fight against the church.

"Put me down, Leaves, go and assist them."

The witch carrying her nodded, squatted down, and placed her on a rock. Her hands, supporting her body, sank into the snow. The cold feeling came through her palms, and Hakala thought somewhat unhappily, couldn't you brush the snow away before putting me down?

But she didn't say it. Leaves was an irreplaceable person in the team. If the Mutual Aid Society had gathered the witches relying on Wendy's good-natured personality, Leaves was the guarantee that gave everyone the courage to follow her. Without her ability, she feared that more than half of the witches would have died on the way of being chased by the church.

Thinking of Wendy, Hakala couldn't help but feel a pain in her heart. She never expected that the person who had created the Mutual Aid Society with her would betray her because of Nightingale.

Even when Wendy blew her away, she never thought of killing her. The venom secreted by the magic snake "Suffering" took effect slowly, causing excruciating pain but not immediately taking a life. Being bitten by "Void" could quickly remove toxins... She just wanted to give Wendy a little taste of suffering. But if left alone, the toxins would still be incurable after invading the head. Nightingale made a wrong decision taking her away. Without "Void's" antidote, Wendy couldn't last a day.

Could it be that she, who was once a nun of the church, was destined not to reach the end with her sisters?

As for the other escapee, Lightning, Hakala didn't care much. She joined the Mutual Aid Society for a short time, her ability seemed to be flight, and she always put forward different views in searching for clues to the Holy Mountain, even openly questioning the Holy Mountain. If it weren't for violating the ideals of the Mutual Aid Society, she really wanted to petrify this talkative little girl and throw her in the snow.

Evil beasts emerged from behind the hillside, two wolf-shaped creatures. The witches of the Mutual Aid Society were already adept at dealing with this situation. The sisters without combat abilities retreated to the rear. Leaves took the lead in driving her magic, making the weeds under the evil beasts' feet grow wildly. Green leaves broke through the snow in an instant, wrapping around the enemies' feet. Another witch, Wind Chaser, sucked out the air around the evil beasts. Seeing that the two monsters quickly fell into a state of suffocation, foaming at the mouth, and twitching on the ground.

This is the power of the witch, Hakala thought. Mortals who rely solely on swords would lose their lives if they were careless when facing two evil wolves. Only witches with magical power are the darlings of the gods. If it weren't for the God's Punishment Stone - bah, it should be called Hell Stone, she spat on the ground. If it weren't for this hateful stone, how would the church dare to ride on their heads?

"Master, please get on," Leaves walked to Hakala's side and bowed.

"Change someone," Hakala sighed, "You were tired just now."

The group continued on their way.

By noon, the snow had weakened, and Stone Woman, who was in charge of camp layout, found a sheltered place. Everyone decided to rest here for a while and eat to replenish their energy.

Stone Woman quickly transformed the land. The snow was covered by the surging soil and gravel. The ground seemed to come alive, weaving and wriggling on its own, and soon became flat and hard. Everyone did their job, setting up the pots they were carrying and making a fire to cook porridge. The snow water was put into cups and boiled, mixed with some herbs that Leaves had improved, and immediately exuded a strong fragrance.

"Everyone, give the badges to Snow," a little girl shouted. She had a rare head of red hair, like a dancing flame. Her ability was also related to fire. She could inject heat into an object, making it hot for a long time. The Mutual Aid Society's badge—the Holy Mountain coin—was made by her.

A seemingly insignificant ability, but it helped the Mutual Aid Society a lot, especially in the Endless Mountains. Without a warming object, it was easy to lose temperature and fall into a coma in the cold wind and snow.

After eating the wheat porridge, everyone packed their bags and prepared to continue on their way. According to Hakala's speculation, the so-called Gates of Hell were actually the key to the Holy Mountain. It was just that the church deliberately portrayed it as an evil place, hoping to prevent the witches from reaching the Holy Mountain. According to ancient records, they needed to cross three stone gates in total, and the last one was in the Barren Land. Usually hidden deep underground, only when a blood-red moon appeared in the sky would the stone gate rise to the ground.

They had been traveling in the Endless Mountains for about half a month since they left the camp, and they would soon leave the mountain range and enter the Barren Land. In recent days, evil beasts had also appeared more and more frequently.

"Quick, quick, look... what is that!" someone suddenly shouted in horror.

Hakala raised her head, and then she was stunned.

A city appeared on the horizon!

Snowflakes were still falling continuously in the gray sky, and the clouds were very low. The outline of the city was looming in the clouds.

The buildings were of a style she had never seen before, like rows of spires standing side by side. If the dense black spots above were window holes, then these spires were at least a hundred zhang high! This was definitely not something humans could do! Even the Hermes Cathedral, which the church was proud of and was known as the top of the Tower of Heaven, was only fifteen zhang!

Since it was not man-made, then there was only one answer: it was a city built by gods!

Hakala was so excited that she could hardly restrain herself, and a voice kept calling out in her heart—

She found the Holy Mountain!

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