Bab 939: Chapter 515: I am Feiti, Flash Feiti

He hadn't heard wrong; this was very Ange-like. Tyrone, not knowing Ange very well, thought he might have misheard, but Gailard and Brooks knew a bit more, and they recognized right away that this was an order that only Ange would issue.

"To capture for farming," that meant they needed to capture them alive.

The Resting Abyss, the world transfer station, the witch stood on the side, gazing vacantly at the pillar in the center.

It had been over a thousand years since she last stood in this familiar place, yet everything had changed dramatically. Even the ownership of this transfer station had shifted—it was no longer her domain.

The Great Sage asked, "Are you really not going in?"

The witch shook her head: "No need to go in. There's nothing inside. All the things in the Witch Palace were actually placed by you; I carry my possessions with me."