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Chapter 528: Holy War Heroes

"—did you hear that?"

Lilith and Catherine outside the door tried various spells but failed to open the door. At this moment, Lilith, who was sticking to the door, vaguely heard Phoebe's voice, and the red mist around her became thicker.

"What are these?" Lilith frowned and wanted to pull Catherine away from the red mist.

Catherine's face was full of panic. She had seen a similar scene once before. When Kanyon kidnapped Lilith, her mother used an ancient blood ritual to find Lilith's whereabouts, and there was a similar red mist at that time.

——Some kind of ceremony is taking place inside.

"Mom!" Catherine started banging on the door again.

"You only have a few minutes." Phoebe's voice was hoarse from the exhaustion of magic. "If you take any longer, his consciousness will fall asleep forever."

Cynthia had completed the last few strokes on the magic circle, and the entire magic circle lit up with red light, enveloping her and Canion. Phoebe completed her task and retreated.

"Trust me, Canyon." Cynthia held Canyon's arm tightly. His fingertips had begun to become wooden. Cynthia pried his fingers apart little by little, allowing him to maintain the posture of holding her.

After they shook hands, Cynthia took out a silver dagger from her waist and scraped her own and Canion's arms without hesitation. Blood immediately gushed out and flowed into Canion's dry wound.

"By blood and life..." Cynthia began to chant the ancient contract spell, her voice producing multiple echoes under the magic. "I voluntarily share the power of life until death separates us..."

Kanyon seemed to realize something and struggled to pull his hand back, but Cynthia held him tightly.

"No...Mom..." His voice was filled with fear.

Cynthia did not respond to Canyon, but just kept looking at him gently as he continued to chant. Canyon's body seemed like a piece of sea that had been dry for many days. Not a drop of Cynthia's blood fell to the ground, but was all absorbed into Canyon's body through his wounds.

The contract runes began to be imprinted on the wounds of the two people. Cynthia gritted her teeth and endured the pain of the magic power penetrating through her.

Kanien's condition was even worse. He arched his body and screamed silently. The small tree beside him began to tremble. The golden lines and the newly appeared contract runes competed for territory under his skin, and his muscle tissue twitched at a frequency visible to the naked eye.

"Hurry up, faster..." Phoebe looked at the runes on the ground. It was like a huge clock, changing colors little by little. The Bloodline Symbiosis Covenant was rebuilding the lives of the two, but when she looked at Canion's appearance, she was a little worried that he would not be able to hold on until the end of the ceremony.

Cynthia had the same worry. She bit her tongue and spat a mouthful of blood into the center of the magic circle. This ancient strengthening technique immediately took effect. The light of the contract rune turned golden red, and the branding speed suddenly increased.

But a price also came with it. Fine lines began to appear on Cynthia's smooth skin, and silver threads quickly appeared in her black hair, but she still held her son's hand tightly, as if it was the only drifting wood in the storm.

…………

“——Get out of the way!”

When Lilith and Catherine were at a loss, a loud shout came from behind them.

It was Colin and a group of unfamiliar teachers who came. Colin was running with his robe in his hand, panting, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.

"Teacher, this door is sealed with magic." Lilith hurriedly explained to the teacher that it was not them who did it.

Colin didn't even waste time responding to them. He walked while chanting a spell. A stream of silver light flew out from his hand and attached to the door. The elemental power around it began to vibrate again. Before Lilith could react, Colin came over and kicked the door shut.

"Oh!"

The nearly four-meter-high door panel collapsed with a loud bang, raising a lot of smoke. The red fog around them dissipated a lot because of this movement.

Lilith: ...

At the same time, the brilliance that had been blocked by the door now poured out, stinging people to the point of wanting to cry. However, Catherine still rushed in and just witnessed Cynthia grabbing Canion's arm and pulling him out from under the sacred tree. She gasped.

The bodies of his mother and brother slowly floated into the air, and unknown, unfamiliar runes flowed across their skin, eventually converging into a complex mark on their chests. Then, a miracle happened—the golden lines on Kanyon's body began to fade, and the woody parts gradually returned to flesh and blood.

Colin followed in, panting. Seeing the scene before him, he couldn't help but sigh in surprise. He stopped the people behind him, not daring to interrupt the ceremony.

When the light faded, the two people in the air fell to the ground together.

"Mom! Brother!" Catherine only then dared to run over and help the person up. When she saw her mother's silver hair, she couldn't stop crying.

Cynthia still hugged Canion tightly. She looked even more haggard than when she first arrived, but she didn't care about herself and immediately checked Canion's condition.

The boy's breathing became steady, and the golden lines under his skin had disappeared, leaving only a leaf-shaped contract mark. This might be because they were affected by the power of the sacred tree while completing the ritual.

"Cynthia!" Colin's voice was filled with anger and fear. He glared at Phoebe beside him, "You two are still doing this!"

Cynthia simply smiled, reaching out to touch her son's cheek, which had regained its color. At that moment, Canion's eyelashes fluttered a few times, and he slowly opened his eyes. His eyes had returned to their human form, though a faint golden tint still lingered around the edges of his pupils.

"Mom, your hair..." Catherine felt heartbroken.

Cynthia reluctantly raised her hand to touch her daughter's face: "It's worth it, dear. Your brother is back."

Colin looked at the mother and her two children huddled together. He tried to hold back but couldn't help himself. He roared, "Bloodline Symbiosis Covenant? Such a dangerous ritual, and you only found an unreliable person like Phoebe to help? Cynthia, do you think we are all dead?!"

Phoebe: "Hey..."

"He's the Storm Witch's child." Cynthia hugged her son and daughter tightly. "My child should be able to run freely in the wind, not hide under the roots of a tree..."

She looked up, a smile intertwined with tears, "I did it, Colin."

Over the years, because of Ozler's incident, she was ashamed to face her former colleagues. She hadn't seen Colin for many years, but she could hear the concern in her old colleague's tone.

Colin exchanged glances with the stubborn witch, and finally sighed, "Congratulations, Cynthia."

Lilith, who came in with the main group, was still standing by the door.

Teacher Colin's violent act of breaking down the door tore off a large section of dragon blood vine from the wall at the entrance, revealing the damaged mural underneath. Lilith inadvertently caught a glimpse of the scene on the wall as she entered.

A woman riding a white dragon and holding a sharp blade high soars in the sky. Below her is a huge army assembled. Among them, one can vaguely see some different and more delicately depicted figures.

——This was the first time Lilith saw the picture of the holy war hero.