Psychists in the entire world can sense the existence of the vortex, and they are experiencing the loss of power experienced by the spellcaster before, and at a faster speed.

Those spellcasters who are blocked by the fear of the dead will advance towards the vortex like crazy. Whenever the roadblock is replaced by any other force, they will make way for these madmen when they know the true image, except for the fear of the dead.

The deceased are a group of real iron-heads. Many of the deceased's smart programs are no more intelligent than a smartphone. These iron-heads contain instructions to harvest human civilization.

No matter how the group of spellcasters who are already half afraid of demonization mutate, they are essentially humans and are on the list of harvesting those who are afraid of the deceased.

And on a larger scale, those psychics who truly have a thousand-year heritage - witches, those who have experienced thousands of difficulties and have been lucky enough to survive, all fell into ecstasy after sensing that the psychic tide is declining violently.

Even legendary witches, no one is willing to retain their own strength. In fact, they were the first to detect the decline of the psychic tide and the first to start celebrating each other.

At that time, the Witch Federation had already died in name only due to the arrival of the tide of psychic energy. Most of the seventeen legendary witches in the Federation died on the spot. The only six legendary witches were hiding in their own safe houses for a long time and dared not go out.

And now, the witches have been carrying a thousand years of curse and finally loosened.

After losing contact with the Witch Federation for half a year, Arteya finally received news that the Witch Federation belonged to the Witch Federation again.

"This is the chief of the Witch Federation, Elizabeth Alexandra Mary Windsor, who sued all the companions, all the witches who are still alive, and after the confirmation of the Federation, the psychic tide is declining for unknown reasons."

Arteya dictated the statement issued by the Federation on the Sea of ​​Psychics. Inside the Black Tower, several young witches were unable to freely connect to the Sea of ​​Psychics.

"I am honored to announce that this tide decline of the psychic energy will be permanent. Psychic energy is disappearing from our world, and the spiritual energy that has long troubled us and brought us countless sufferings and sacrifices is disappearing from this world."

The kitten man Lulu Miao widened his eyes and shook his tail restlessly. She had just adapted to the witch's life. For the kitten man, such a change was like snatching a ball of hair from her arms.

But the kitten man looked up and saw the tears in Alteya's eyes, remembering Ephiral's frown, on the black ship, the singing she hummed in the darkness, and the worrying eyes mixed with before parting.

Lulumeo hugged Arteya's arm tightly. She suddenly felt that psychic energy was not that interesting. She missed her mother.

"This will be the last message released by the Witch Federation. From now on, there will be no witches in this world. My sisters, we are free. We will live in the sun and face anyone's eyes calmly. A new life may still be difficult, but the future is bright."

The life of the Witch Federation is quite short, because the witch who issued the statement cannot determine how long his psychic energy can last.

Inside the Black Tower, Arteya put the kitten man in Carlo's arms and ventured out of the Black Tower.

Knight Barlow looked at the witch with some confusion and narrowed his eyes in the direction of the sun. He felt that this was a very important moment for Arteya, so he remained silent.

But his palms were hanging over the hilt of the sword. As an experienced knight, Barlow knew the dangers of the witches. Every abnormal move might contain unpredictable dangers.

If it was not the responsibility, Knight Barlow had already rushed into the Black Tower at this time to confirm Carlo's safety.

"Can you feel it? Psychic energy is declining and we are about to usher in real freedom." Arteya smiled at the knight who was on guard: "No matter what they did, it is starting to work, and the world is being changed."

They refer to Xu Yichen, and Aifeilar, Knight Bart and the Witch all know this, but no one could have expected it to start so quickly.

"I don't know where my future is. If it weren't for spiritual energy, I would have died long ago." Arteya seemed to have a lot to say. She looked at the direction of the sea and stroked her cheeks: "I am already 214 years old this year. Spiritual energy will keep my youth forever and make me immortal. Now, the era of spiritual energy is over. Where is me?"

"You will be safe, Miss Arteya, you are a good person." Knight Bart is not good at comforting people. In fact, what he thought at this time was that fortunately Carlo was still young and did not have to face such cruel problems.

"If I were a good person, would you marry me?" Arteya suddenly asked a question that Knight Bart could not answer at all.

"Don't mind, it's just a regret in my life, just treat it as an old woman's murmuring." Wrinkles gradually appeared on Alteya's face: "I have my lover. I once fantasized that we would enter the palace of marriage. My wedding was full of beautiful witches, and that must be the most beautiful picture in the world..."

Knight Bart suddenly took a step forward and used his strong arms to catch the witch's body. Arteya was so weak that he had no strength to continue standing. He was at a loss because the witch was already gray-haired and withered in shape.

"I fantasized that we would have a child, but unfortunately it was destined to be impossible. The witch hunter could not give birth to descendants. That was the price of their exchange for strength and one of the reasons for being unsettled by the world." Arteya breathed the air hard: "If I die, send my ashes to Kelmohan and let that bastard hold a grand funeral for me, that he owe me."

Knight Bart nodded vigorously. All this happened so suddenly that he didn't have time to be sad.

"Take me a little further and burn it, don't let the girls see this. If they ask me, they will say that I will go find my love while the psychic energy has not yet dissipated." Arteya finally took a long breath, stopped talking, turned her head and looked at the sun in the direction of the coastline, and a calm smile appeared on her face.

This long breath was so long that it was the witch's last stubbornness towards this world. She had to feel this world without psychic power for a while, even if it was only a few seconds.

At the last moment of the witch's life, she turned her eyes to Black Tower and closed her eyes with a satisfied smile.

At least, someone will live well in this world for her.

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