At night, Lane's army had camped ten miles ahead, and Alison's camp became the rear.

"Be smart and run away when you see something is not right, as is everyone else." Alison ordered the witches and Templars in the camp, then pointed at McKenna, "And remember to protect my junior sister first.

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"Understood, sir." Miriam and everyone nodded, "We have all come from the stage where everyone yelled for beatings. We have experience in escaping."

"That's good." Alison nodded and then asked, "How long did it take for you to attend the Midnight Sabbat?"

"One day," Miriam said.

"Three days." McKenna raised her hand.

Alison nodded and then looked at the other witches.

"I am a wild witch, and I rely on others to inquire about promotion ceremonies." Vivian shook her head, "I can't participate in that kind of feast."

Everyone else nodded and said they had never participated.

"Okay, I understand." Alison nodded. Sure enough, not everyone is qualified to go to that kind of place.

She stood up and said goodbye to everyone, walked outside the camp alone, then reached out to summon the train, opened the door and walked in.

"Woo~"

In the dark night, the small train made a long whistle and then disappeared from everyone's eyes.

"I hope everything is safe, senior sister." McKenna looked at the disappearing train, clasped her hands and prayed.

"Allison-sama is strong, there will be no problem." Miriam comforted.

At the same time, 1,700 miles away from here, in the deep forest in the southern part of the Adizmlet Empire, a cone-shaped enclosed ship was suspended there. It kept a distance from the ground, and there was a faint purple light underneath.

The extremely dark hull highlights an incomplete silhouette in the suspended light, just like a yacht.

Around the boat, waves of people were sitting scatteredly. Looking at the male bodies, it was obvious that there were more than just witches here.

"Wow~"

Not far from them, the small train broke through the space like swimming water and stopped there quietly. A group of waiting people couldn't help but look there and saw Alison opening the train door and walking out of it.

.

She took out the black letter paper and walked towards the suspended black ship. She saw everyone looking at her, ranging from surprise to indifference.

"First time here?"

When Alison walked near the black ship, she saw a witch wearing a star-and-moon witch hat raised her head and asked her. Alison glanced at the ground and found a black cloth with some small objects on it.

She was actually setting up a stall.

"Yes." Alison nodded towards her.

"Have you brought the time machine?" the witch asked.

After hearing this, Alison took a closer look at the appearance of the witch. Her cheekbones were very high, her voice was a bit rough, and her big eyes were staring at her, looking very serious.

"What is that? What's it for?" Alison asked.

"What's the use?" The witch snorted after hearing this, lowered her head and picked up a small object and said, "Didn't your instructor tell you that mechanical timing is needed in the dreamland? If you don't return within the specified time, then

There is no way to return."

The witch said and handed over the small things in her hand, "A time machine, a gadget, and a piece of hardware, do you want it?"

Alison looked at the mechanical watch and looked at the witch with a serious expression, "I have no money."

"Hahaha~"

There was a burst of laughter from the outer circle of the stall, and the witch holding the watch looked at Alison awkwardly, looking in disbelief.

"I really have no money. Even if I get money, if I keep it on my body for a day, it will be gone quietly when I wake up the next day." Alison said.

"Yes! Don't explain." The witch raised her head and stretched out her hand, making an expression that said I wouldn't listen, and then sat back on the ground.

Alison saw that she didn't want to talk to her, so she moved outside and waited for the black ship to open. However, in the distance, a man with sunken eyes and a handsome beard on his chin came over.

"Witch, this is your first time here. Do you understand the rules?" the man asked Alison.

"I don't understand." Alison looked at the man and saw a smile on his lips. Then he flicked his hair and reached out to put his hand on her shoulder. She couldn't help but take a step back.

The man's outstretched arm froze.

"Oh, the ultimate darkness! Matthew actually missed it."

"Little beauty, you are using your life to offend others!"

"You're done, you're done."

"Woohoo~"

Around the black ship, a large number of men were whistling in this direction. Some women standing next to the men were also looking at Alison curiously, but the stiff mustache suddenly waved his hand, and the voices on the field suddenly stopped.

It became quiet.

"It doesn't matter. Missing is a kind of fate. I guess we are not destined, but when you get there, if you need help with anything, you can still ask me for help."

After Mustache finished speaking, he turned around gracefully, but the place was still silent.

"Are there any rules here?" Alison turned to look at the witch setting up the stall.

"Those are his own rules." The witch muttered, and then she saw the mustache turn around sharply, showing a fierce expression. The next second, Alison felt a gust of wind blowing past her, and the man suddenly

He kicked his feet towards the witch's stall.

"Whoosh~"

A gust of wind blew across the witch's cheek, flying her witch hat away. The witch was startled, and then she slowly looked up and saw Matthew standing in the air, looking down at her silently.

"You, can you stand in the air?" The witch picked up the witch hat and looked at Matthew in surprise.

As a result, Matthew's face turned blue, his eyes bulged, and he said with difficulty, "Let go!"

"Huh?" The witch was startled, and was about to say something, when she saw the hanging Matthew slowly falling to the ground.

Then he turned around and left.

The oppressive atmosphere dissipated from the walking figure with his head lowered, and everyone knew that Wolf King Matthew was angry.

This is something extraordinary.

The atmosphere is extremely depressing and can even last a whole day.

"Buzz~"

At this moment, the black ship suddenly trembled, and then its whole body glowed with purple light, and countless lines could be seen spreading out on it.

The push-pull hatch slowly opened, and two witches wearing purple black scorpion cloaks appeared there. They looked at the Sabbat participants outside, and then nodded slightly.

Seeing that they had received permission, a group of witches and secret workers waiting around gathered towards the cabin door, and then jumped into the cabin without ladders.

"What are you doing? The door will be open for five minutes." The stall witch put away the package and reminded Alison as she passed by.

Alison nodded after hearing this and followed immediately. She was just a little curious about this setting without a boarding ladder.

She jumped into the cabin and instantly felt the surging spirituality of the two witches at the door, as well as the discomfort of falling into a pile of scorpions. Even without looking back, she could notice that their eyes were locked on her.

Is this showing that I am extraordinary?

Alison thought to herself, but her footsteps did not stop. She walked silently towards the cabin under the great pressure. Passing through the narrow aisle in the middle level, there was a vaguely more powerful force in the closed cabins on both sides.

She immediately followed the signs and walked towards the bottom cabin. She saw a conference room-like hall.

Glowing magic lamps were hung on the walls around the hall, and ancient wooden bookcases were placed under the lamps. Statues of ferocious monsters were displayed on them, with their heads pointed forward and their eyes fierce, as if they were always observing everyone.

There was a long conference table in the middle, with runes surging on it and glowing dimly. The chairs surrounding the long table were a little tight. The witches and secret workers who had come in before were all sitting there. Alison also saw this.

Went over and sat down.

Everyone sat silently, and no one made a sound. After about a minute, the runes at the end of the cabin flashed, and a witch wearing a red cloak appeared in front of everyone.

"I am the Third Steward of the Bulwark Battleship, the Ash Witch - Malina Maximova. I will explain this banquet." The witch's voice was very soft, her eyes were very soft, and she didn't look crazy at all.

He glanced at everyone and said, "Please show me your invitation letter."

After everyone heard this, they took out the black invitation and placed it on the table. Alison also followed their example. After letting go, fluorescence appeared under the invitation, and then the black letter slowly sank in.

In the glowing table, a ring and a glove appeared on the table instead.

Because there are new people every time, the witch gave a basic explanation, "The ring in front of you can lock the location of the barrier battleship Black Scorpion. The glove is a tool for collecting characteristics. You need to explore within the specified time and return when the glove turns red.

.”

‘So you don’t need to look at your watch at all, right?’ After hearing this, Alison glanced at the stall witch sitting opposite, and saw that the other person had a ring on her left hand and a glove on her right hand.

Alison did as she was told, but her right hand twitched. Obviously, Mark didn't like the glove, so she put the glove on her left hand and the ring on her right hand.

Seeing that everyone had put on gloves and rings, the witch continued, "According to the rules, try not to use cursed objects inside, as there will be a possibility of recovery. It is forbidden to keep the properties secretly, and they will be detected when returning to the ship. It is forbidden to swallow the properties, there is a high chance

Losing control, no one has done this before, but the result is that we lose some props."

Everyone had expressionless faces and listened honestly. After the witch introduced the rules, she also told the information about the dreamland.

"Dreamland is a spiritual world. It is composed of projections constructed by the shallow consciousness of many great beings and the remains of many outer gods. It is very huge, even larger than the world we live in."
To be continued...