Chapter 664: Successful Escape

"I damn well told you to betray me, to hurt my witches, to block my door."

Every punch Loren threw was a Deliberate Heavy Blow. Amy, trapped in the Ordinary, couldn't block a single one. She had already turned into blood fog by the first punch.

"Go, now!"

Seeing his Mana rapidly draining to the bottom, Loren had no intention of dragging things out. Amy was recovering far faster than he had anticipated.

"I'll stay and hold the rear."

Shadow turned into a tide, directly washing away the group of witches lying on the ground, including the unconscious Naclis, who had no wounds on her body.

The one speaking was Reflection Naclis. She and Naclis had just completed their handover.

"Good."

Reflection Naclis could return to Naclis's side at any time, so having her stay here to suppress the God of Light and Fire was the best possible arrangement.

So Loren allowed the shadow to wash him away as well. The fire wall had already vanished, and Loren and the others smoothly left the city.

At this point, Loren still hadn't released the effect of the Moon card. If he did, Amy would instantly recover, and by then Reflection Naclis wouldn't possibly be able to hold her back.

At the same time, Loren also activated the effect of the Hermit card, and everyone's presence disappeared.

The shadow carried them a great distance, already beyond the God of Light and Fire's surveillance range.

"This place still isn't safe enough. We need to get to the seabed quickly!"

Loren fed the Healing Potions he carried to the injured witches. Wounds inflicted by an Orthodox God weren't so easy to heal. The Healing Potions could only alleviate the damage.

"The other witches, I left them at the place where we found Naclis. I threw the ones here using my Arcane Ability..."

Laila clutched her stomach, where a large hole had already formed. But the wound had been cauterized, so no more blood was flowing out.

"Can you still manage?"

Loren supported Laila while also checking on the others' conditions. They weren't in much better shape than Laila.

"You need to get to the seaside right now. I'll throw the others to you using my Arcane Ability. Make sure you catch us."

"Got it."

Loren made the decision in the shortest time possible. It was a bit unfair to Laila, but it was also the best option.

With that, Loren transformed into the Dawn Magpie and flew toward the seaside.

Meanwhile, Laila grabbed Luna and Anna beside her and hurled them directly after him. They followed closely behind Loren.

Laila herself flew toward the previous hideout. She was going to bring the other witches too.

...

By the time they reached the seaside, Loren's Mana had been completely burned out. Earlier, when it was only Loren facing Amy, he had held back some Mana as a safety net.

But this time all the witches were in danger, so Loren had persisted until the very last moment.

After his Mana was fully depleted, Loren's mind also felt extreme exhaustion. This kind of fatigue was not something an ordinary person could endure, but Loren was no ordinary person.

Not only could he still stand, he even had enough strength left to catch the other witches.

The first to fly over were Anna and Luna. Loren leaped up, caught them both in midair, and set them steadily on the ground.

During this time, Anna's injuries had completely healed. Her Self-Healing Ability had also undergone a transformation.

"Master Mentor, please rest first. I'll catch the others."

Anna, now recovered, volunteered to help. Loren didn't refuse:

"Alright..."

With that, Loren collapsed directly onto the ground. But he didn't lose consciousness. If something really happened, he could still stand up and go all out.

Anna caught the other witches steadily. Aside from the witches who had participated in the battle, the others hadn't encountered any danger.

"Ah..."

The Wrath Witch, seeing Loren lying on the ground, hurried to his side. Tears streaming down her face, she kept shaking Loren's body.

She couldn't speak. She had no words to express her concern for Loren, only meaningless cries.

It wasn't until Loren placed his hand on her head that she quieted down.

The last to return was Laila. The moment she arrived, everyone boarded the ghost ship capable of diving and submerged into the Deep Sea.

"What about Reflection Naclis? Loren has already released the Moon card now, so she should have returned..."

Laila hadn't even tended to her own wounds before she started worrying about the others.

"Amy doesn't know about Naclis's Arcane Ability. She'll treat Reflection Naclis as just another witch, and Reflection Naclis knows this too."

"So right now, Amy is thinking of keeping a witch to threaten me, while Reflection Naclis is thinking of buying us more time."

Loren explained to everyone while drinking Magical Potions.

While taking the potions, he was also casting healing magic on the others.

Scarlett had been thrown over directly. She had nearly wet herself from fright. Even now, she was forcing herself to stand.

Even so, she had done her best to bring out everything Loren needed.

"Truly brutal..."

Now that they were finally safe, Loren had time to examine the witches' injuries.

Aside from Anna, who had already healed, the other witches' wounds could only be described as devastating.

After all, they had been directly pierced by spears of light. If Loren hadn't promptly proposed a trade with the God of Light and Fire, they truly would have died here.

After realizing this, Loren felt an immense rage. Right now, he likely only needed to utter the name of the God of Hatred, and He would excitedly offer His power just for the Strength.

"Amy, you and I will not rest until one of us is dead."

This time, Loren didn't write it in the Little Grudge Notebook. Instead, he carved this hatred into his heart.

Loren silently healed them. The ones in serious condition now were Luna, Laila, and Starnight.

Anna's Self-Healing Ability was strong, and the light spears hadn't hit Naclis's true body at the time, so they were both fine.

"I never thought we'd lose this badly. The moment She got serious, we were instantly wiped out."

When Loren sprinkled the external Healing Potion on Laila's wound, the pain made her grimace. But even so, she didn't cry out, only letting out a faint sigh.

"After all, we were facing a true Orthodox God this time, a life form completely on a different level from us."

Actually, they were on three different levels. Loren was one level, the Orthodox Gods were another, and the witches were another.

While Loren and the others were talking, Loren suddenly noticed that Naclis had a shadow.

If the Reflection left, Naclis herself would have no shadow. This meant the Reflection had already returned.

Sure enough, in the next moment, Naclis's shadow condensed into a physical form, ultimately becoming Reflection Naclis.

"We survived!"

The moment she returned, the excited Reflection gave Loren a hug.

Loren wasn't particularly excited. He had already started thinking about the future.

This trick definitely couldn't be used again. His credibility with the God of Light and Fire had dropped to rock bottom.

But wasn't trust something you accumulated just so you could spend it? Loren had used his reputation to screw over plenty of people before. They never expected until their dying breath that Loren wanted to kill them.