Age of Adepts

The whole North is witch territory.

Thirteen formerly powerful witch factions divided the entire North into thirteen closely linked subordinate territories, which were defended in the centre by a neutral territory spanning hundreds of miles.

Witch Council seat, Verning!

Seriously, Verning is also a supermassive city with a population of nearly 300,000. And the most familiar part of the city is the parliament hall in the heart of the city, a sacred place for witch leaders to gather and discuss.

Since every witch faction has its own territory and dominates all external affairs in the territory itself. So instead of a big incident involving multiple witch factions, witch leaders won't waste their precious time running to this‘ remote ’place and arguing on the conference table.

So this Vernin has always been the guardian of the witch-neutral family, the Saida Celia. And in order to preserve their justice and fairness, the Sedasília family vowed to guard Vernin for the rest of their lives and would never divulge their strength into Vernin.

It is by this ancient oath that the iron mask flag of the Cedasília family is still flying over Verning, even though only seven of the thirteen former witch factions remain, and the surrounding faction territory has changed many times in the mulberry fields of the sea.

This is a peaceful and peaceful afternoon away.

While Usa was cruising the sky around Verning with five witch apprentices on a broom, he suddenly saw a black dot suddenly appearing in the distant sky.

Did an outsider come to Verning?

Frowned and flickered with his hands, flying with a broomstick beneath him, turning around and flying towards the black dot.

One or two hundred meters away, the Usa witch, the chief inspector, couldn't help frowning.

There are three of them on a magic carpet, which is also one of the most commonly used means of transportation by Northern Witches during mass events.

Three people on the blanket.

Sitting on his knees in front of him, seriously manipulating the magic carpet flying is a witch apprentice, looking at the face, looking at the figure, it seems that he is only eight * nine years old. And the apprenticeship robe she was wearing was weird, and the emblem on her chest seemed to depict a sign of balance. Such a chest emblem was the first witch to see in nearly a hundred years.

Behind the witch apprentice sits two real witches who look strange.

The head, dressed in a fine purple star robe, had long silver hair like satin spread over his shoulders and his face was extremely soft and quiet. The narrow Dan Phoenix eyes have an impressive pair of blue eyes, and the bright flashes give the person a magical and mysterious taste.

And the last witch looked weird.

She is no longer as strong as a woman, wearing a pirate's eye mask, a blue leather armor, and a thick wooden cane in her hand that looks heavy.

With the broomstick in front of the magic carpet, the Usa witches repeatedly measured the visitors and could not match them with the witches known in their minds.

Finally, she couldn't bear to talk.

“I'm sorry, Verningtown is ahead! If you want to visit here, please come back to the ground and follow the rules. Otherwise..."

Normal witches are not allowed to fly within thirty miles of the city of Vernin and are subject to the full supervision of the Saidasirian witches, according to the rules of the ancient past. Only witch chiefs and Cedar Celia witches who exist as defenders can be the exception!

These rules have been relaxed only because the witch council has gradually become a setup over the years. If thousands of years ago, ordinary witches dared to break into the vicinity of the city of Vernin, and the Sedacerian witches would have held it down long ago, they would have been so polite as to persuade them to retreat.

“As far as I know, some witches have the right to fly directly to the Hall of Parliament!” The beautiful witch in the purple robe suddenly opened her mouth with a low voice, but with a hint of intransigence.

“This is, of course, the case with the Witch Council.” A scornful smile appeared on the face of the Usa witch: “But that rule is directed only against the witch leaders of all factions, ordinary witches can...”

Before she finished, the voice of the Usa witch suddenly caught on, as she saw a mysterious card in the hands of the beautiful witch.

“Destiny card?” Usa witches can become chief inspectors, and the insights are obviously much broader than ordinary people. She couldn't help but lose her voice when she realized the mysterious power of a fake bag change on the card: "You… are… Alice the Witch of Destiny? ”

Though the Cedasília family withdrew from the city of Verning and never interfered in the private disturbances of the Witch faction, they also heard a little about the reopening of the Tower of Destiny and the re-emergence of the Witch of Destiny.

In the battle for destiny, the Cedaceria family also sent one or two representatives to watch the ceremony, returning to describe this emerging witch of destiny, Alice, as a mysterious and elusive figure.

“I'm Alice, the Witch of Destiny, and I need to go to the Hall of Parliament now. What, are you still trying to figure out how to stop me?” Alice stared coldly at the witch of the Cedar Celia family.

“I dare not… Usa will guide you! ”

Although only a first-degree witch stood opposite Usa, the ‘halo' of the witch leader on the other side's head was not easily offended by her.

So in the face of the mighty Destiny Witch Alice, the Usa Witch could only clear the way and fly with them to the city of Verning.

One hour later, the roaring bells of the Witch Council Hall rang the entire city.

When the bells were heard, many residents of the city of Verning walked out of the house and gathered themselves in the street to admire the hall of parliament from the bells.

For most people, this bell sounds strange and overwhelming!

But for some of the heavenly elderly, it brings back distant memories buried in their memories.

“This bell… I know… this is the bell of the witch leaders calling the meeting… I remember… When I was little, my grey-haired grandfather used to describe this bell to me…”

The old man shouted excitedly, and the smeller couldn't help but be stunned.

Most of them have lived in Verning for the rest of their lives, but this is the first time they have heard such a bell. Is it... is the long-established witch council about to reconvene?

“Witch conference? Hear this bell, all the witch chiefs are coming?” Someone wondered.

“They will surely come... as long as they are still witches in the North, they will surely come when they hear this bell...” The old man's weak cry appears to be a bit of a sizzle in the discussion.

As the former centre of power in the North, the city of Verning has been silent for too long!

It is now suddenly heard that the century-old bell is ringing again, and the hearts of all the inhabitants of the city are pouring with an unseen torrential currents, all the more exciting and joyful on their faces.

A cheer, a dance, almost instantly turned the city of Verning into an ocean of joy!

And just as the city's inhabitants celebrated spontaneously, countless apprentice witches wearing the Cedar Celia family badge crossed the broomstick and rushed out of the city of Verning towards the territory of other witch factions.

…………

Alice, who had just taken the position of leader of the Destiny Witch for less than a year, had used her chief power to send a proposal to all witch factions to convene a witch conference.

At one point, a stone stirred up a thousand waves, the whole North became agitated, and everyone was talking about it, not knowing what the new leader of the Destiny Witch was going to do.

And the witch factions were even more puzzled, not knowing how to deal with this unusual mixer.

According to the legacy of the ancient witches, only the witch chief can initiate a motion to convene a witch conference and then deal with some of the intrawitch challenges by rallying votes.

But over time, all sorts of witch factions have invested their energies in the expansion and development of their territory, and there has been a growing disregard for this witch council, which once belonged to the highest authority of witches in the North. Even occasional factional disputes have been resolved by the gathering of several faction leaders, with little recourse to the ‘great killer' of the witch parliament.

So in the invisible, the witch council was slowly overrun, and became the main existing witch faction rotating people, only to manage the rubber stamps of some neutral public cities.

However, the reputation of the Witch Council will only be dust sealed, but it will not be erased.

So when the bells of the Verning City Council Hall rang again, the whole North was turned upside down by it.

Though she did not like the Alice witch, although she did not want the witch council to take precedence over herself again, at the moment the bell rang, all the witch chiefs had to abandon their affairs black-faced and rush a thousand miles to that familiar and unfamiliar place, the city of Verning.

At one point, the winds and clouds rose again around the city of Verning, and a large number of witches arrived every day without hesitation. On the third day the bell rang, even the furthest white witch chief appeared in the parliament hall.

So far, all the witch leaders of the entire North have gathered in Verning City.

132 years later, a new witch council was convened.

The so-called Hall of Parliament is actually just an ancient fortified castle.

And the witch leaders' venue for the council is, after all, just a dim hall on the second floor of the castle.

There are also three narrow, narrow windows on the wall of the hall. Due to the difficulty of getting in the sun, even during the day, it is necessary to ignite a torch to illuminate every corner.

Inside the hall, an extraordinary long table is placed with fourteen rough wooden chairs along the table. With the exception of a black high-back chair on one end of the table, the remaining thirteen are placed on both sides of the table.

The chair face of each high chair is etched with the corresponding witch logo.

At this moment, however, only eight people sat in the thirteen high-back chairs, while the remaining five chairs remained empty. As for the black tall chair on the table, no one dares approach it easily.

Legend has it that the black high back chair is the seat of the Witch King.

Nobody here dares offend the Witch King's dignity!

Though she has stepped out of the country for tens of thousands of years.