âWe can resurrect the great warlock if we join the Witch Cult?â
âThatâs too simple, isnât it?â
âFine then. Iâll join the Witch Cult now. Iâm considered a member of your Witch Cult. May I know how we
are going to resurrect the great warlock? Could it be that he can be resurrected with the so-called
power of faith after knowing that I am a member of the Witch Cult?â That man said as he looked at the
sky.
Discerning people could tell that he did not believe her at all.
Tiffany sneered. âDo you think you can join the Witch Cult with a mere word? You must really look
down on the Witch Cult. If you wish to join, you have to pass a test. If you canât, you are naturally
unqualified to join.â
That man also sneered. âWhatâs the test then?â
Tiffany said, âItâs simple. It will be a test to find out whether you have the potential to become a witch.â
As she spoke, her finger pointed lightly. A ray of bloody light shot out of the full moon on that huge
blood-colored mark in mid-air, hitting right at that man who spoke⦠The bloody light was not thick, only
slightly thinner than a fork. It shot out of the full moon and hooked that man like a fishing line.
Rays of light were glowing.
The next second, that man suddenly screamed miserably, âAh! Let me go..!â
Before he could finish his words, he exploded into a cloud of bloody mist, as if he had self-destructed.
However, the bloody mist did not land on the ground. Instead, it went in the opposite direction and
rushed up to the sky, merging into the bloody mark. At the same time, that ray of bloody light was
retracted instant.
âSenior!â
âWitch Cult, you are members of the demonic cult! To hell with the great warlock! I think he is a devil
from hell! Devils like you still want to resurrect some great warlock and reproduce the glory of antiquity?
Itâs simply a pipe dream!â
The deceasedâs companion roared furiously.
Tiffany said indifferently, âYour senior just failed the test. As I said before, not everyone can pass the
test of the Witch Cult. He couldnât pass it, and turned into a bloody mist. He had only himself to blame
for being useless.â
The people of the universe previously thought they could give this test a try. To their surprise, it would
be a dead-end if they failed the test. Then, who else would dare to try it?
At that moment, Tiffany asked, âIs there anyone else who wants to join the Witch Cult? You may
volunteer and sign up.â
Sure enough, no one would sign up for it.
That nun earlier said angrily, âDonât you know what reputation the Witch Cult has? It has become the
public enemy, yet you still want people to join the Witch Cult?! Stop wasting your efforts. No one will
join it. You better dispel this bloody force field as soon as possible. Perhaps you will be safe and sound.
Otherwise, it will be the doomsday of your Witch Cult.â
Tiffany burst into laughter. âOld nun, you talked big. You should have some capability, right? Then, you
should try if you can pass the test. â
Whoosh!
A ray of light was shot down from the bloody moon. The nun snorted coldly and lashed out a slash at
the ray of light with her sword. Unexpectedly, the ray of light was razor-sharp. Not only did the nun fail
to sever the ray of light with her sword, but it severed her sword, breaking it from the middle.
Meanwhile, that ray of bloody light hooked the nunâs body, exactly the same as before.
Boom!
As a result, she also failed the test and exploded into a bloody mist.
Two experts who took the lead exploded into bloody mist consecutively. The pass rate was too late.
No one was willing to be forced to take the test.
Someone shouted, âEveryone, quickly gather together and join hands to resist the bloody ray from the
moon! Otherwise, we will be defeated one by one and all of us will die!â
Whoosh!
Everyone moved closer to the center of the platform, trying to stare at the moon mark in mid-air.
âItâs futile.â Tiffany said, âAll of you will be tested today. If you cooperate obediently, the pass rate will be
slightly higher. If you resist it, the pass rate will be lowered. If you fail the test, you will end up dead. I
will choose randomly now, so I hope you are a little smarter and donât make your life difficult.â
No one spoke. Everyoneâs heart sank
However, Tiffany looked at the junior of the man who died first just now. âYou should go first. You
scolded my Witch Cult for being a demonic cult. Letâs see if you are qualified to join the Witch Cult.â
âAh! No!â
Panic-stricken, that man screamed and ran desperately. Even so, the ray of bloody light managed to
hook him. After a second, he surprisingly did not explode.
That man was startled. He was still alive after a full five seconds.
Tiffanyâs voice carried over. âNot bad. You have a little potential of a witch. Congratulations. You have
passed the test. Are you willing to join the Witch Cult?â
That man was overjoyed as he actually passed the test.