These soul-like witches have gathered here, many, many, millions.

They all came to greet Falosa, shining with gratitude and sadness.

"You, you..." Falosa looked at them, filled with shock.

"We are the witches rescued from the black wall." One of the souls looked at Falosa with a smile, but that smile was filled with infinite sadness and tenderness.

"You came to us in the most terrible and frightening hour - and saved us from that long and painful torment," said another soul.

"I am the witch who fought for Nestor Company, but died in the end."

"I am a witch who was rescued from the black wall of Xisheng Shrine for many years."

"I am a witch who died in a catastrophe. I was killed by the projection in an instant."

"I once studied at the academy, but died in an accident."

"I lived in the Little Witch Paradise!"

"I've heard your name for a long time!"

They talked excitedly, shouting about their relationship with Farosha.

"Thank you, you...why don't you go back? Why don't you go back to the Galaxy Witch?" Falosa asked blankly.

"We want to see Falosa win," they said. "We have been waiting here to see you win everything. Then we can return without regrets."

"But I, I am dead, I have failed you, and now we can only go back together." Falosa said with difficulty.

The witch souls smile.

As a collective, millions of souls began to shine, sharing and rekindling the magic that remained in their souls.

Each person seemed to be holding a crimson, faded essence in their hands, but there were too many of them, so they lit up sparks in the deep sky.

The power they weave becomes stronger and stronger, forming a sacred tapestry that spans the brilliance of the stars.

Many witches were burned out in this process and had to let go, truly return to the starry sky and turn into a point of light. Before leaving, they said goodbye to Farosha with a smile.

"Let's go first!"

"We must win!"

"God of Witches!"

"Go back to your place now, Lord Falosa!" The power of the witch souls gathered into a torrent of souls, pushing Falosa's soul downward.

Their lights intertwined, pushing Farosha down again, resisting the summons of the Galaxy Witch with the power of the souls, and pushing Farosha's soul back to the world.

"Let's go back!"

"Lord Falosa, go back!"

"Go back, go back!"

"It's not time to die yet!"

A fiery beam of light shines down from beyond the clouds of the broken world, sending Farosha's soul back to the earth.

Falosa was almost in tears, her soul was filled with emotions.

Everyone, everyone...

At this moment, she truly understood the significance of the words "God of Witches".

The bright starlight whizzed down, sending Falosa back to her body, shining on her body, repairing all wounds and curing all pain. And after completing all this, they all disappeared and were no longer seen. The real

Return to the Galaxy Witch and once again complete the witch's circular expedition in the universe.

At the scene, even the Will of the Stars Dirnai turned to Falosa who stood up again and was surprised by this scene.

Farosha raised her hand, and Ishta, who was covered in wounds and bleeding, handed the god-killing weapon with a strong evil spirit to Farosha.

Ishtar didn't know what was going on, but she believed Farosha could do it.

Dirnai, Will of the Stars, turned towards Falosa and deflected the attacks of others around her.

At this moment, only Falosa is the most dangerous.

"...!" Dirnai, the will of the stars, stared at Falosa. At this time, she almost seemed to have completely broken through again, making it aware of a strange threat.

"Who...are you?" The will of the messenger of stars spoke through this lightless body.

Falosa raised the god-killing weapon and aimed at Dirnai, the Will of the Stars.

All memories, will and burning spirit are in the heart.

"I am a witch in the cyber era."
Chapter completed!