Ten minutes later.
After taking a shower and changing into pajamas with a Winnie the Pooh pattern that Gwen had bought for him, Hawk returned to the living room.
The Hell Witch, still sitting by the fireplace with blue flas flickering around her, looked at Hawk gratefully and thanked him.
The other souls within the Hell Witch followed suit.
"Hawk, you are a good person."
"Yes."
"You are not like those n who burned us."
"Yes."
"You..."
"Stop!"
Hawk hurriedly raised his hand to stop the other consciousnesses of the Hell Witch from speaking.
For so reason, although they had only t twice including this ti, he always felt the other voices of the Hell Witch sounded like a cody sketch.
Hawk got straight to the point and curiously asked, "Didn’t I hear that all dinsions were closed off during this ti?"
The Hell Witch nodded and then explained.
"The energy wave generated by the convergence of the Nine Realms of the World Tree, if it sweeps through the dinsional space, the dinsional space is likely to be assimilated by this energy from the World Tree."
"And we are dinsional beings."
"Once affected by this energy, it is also very likely to cause us serious injury."
"So we rushed back to Hell before the energy explosion of the World Tree."
"The sa goes for other dinsional beings."
Upon hearing this, Hawk’s brows arched.
"So, the Hell Dinsion portal is open again now?"
"No."
"Then you all..."
"We sensed Carrie’s magic awakening."
"A witch’s magic only awakens under intense stimulation, and if a witch’s first awakening isn’t guided in ti, she may die from the magic s outburst."
"If she doesn’t die, if no one helps, she may be burned as a heretic like us."
"Carrie is our descendant, and we are worried sothing might happen to her, so Emma burned her own soul to help us open a portal."
Emma is one of the souls within the Hell Witch.
Her voice is a bit cold.
No wonder he didn’t hear that slightly cold voice in the chorus of voices from the Hell Witch just now.
Hawk looked seriously at the Hell Witch in front of him.
Sure enough.
There was one less soul intertwined within the Hell Witch.
But...
"Then why didn’t you go directly to Carrie, wouldn’t that be faster than coming to ?"
"We can’t leave New York City unless the Osborn family leaves New York City."
"Why?"
"Back when we ca out of the Hell Dinsion, the people of the Supre Hall found us, because I was once a Salem Witch. The Salem Dinsion used to have exchanges with the Supre Dinsion of the Supre Mage, and I also exchanged with the Supre Mage, so the Supre Mage allowed us to stay in New York City, but we cannot leave unless the Osborns also go out of town, and we cannot harm other humans."
Hawk’s expression suddenly cleared up.
That’s what he thought.
This is New York City, after all, one of the three Holy Halls in Kamar-Taj.
The Hell Witch was so blatantly cursing the Osborns right under the nose of the New York Hall, that Hawk was really curious as to why the Supre Hall seed blind to it.
The relationship explanation was here.
What do you call this?
A Sanctuary Privilege?
Tsk.
Indeed, even in the Extraordinary World, it’s hard to escape human relationships.
Hawk sighed inwardly, then curiously looked at the Hell Witch, "Do you know when the Hell Dinsion portal will reopen?"
The Hell Witch shook her head, "I don’t know, but it should be soon. When we ca up this ti, we could feel that although the energy wave is still spreading, it’s already very weak and wouldn’t cause us any severe harm."
Hawk uttered an "Oh" sound.
At this mont.
The Hell Witch spoke, "By the way, Hawk, when we went back to Hell, we saw your sister."
Hawk’s head snapped up.
"Anya?"
"Yes."
"How is she now?"
Hawk instinctively asked, not even noticing that his voice was trembling slightly.
The Hell Witch did not speak but spread her hands. Then, as blue light flickered, a blue fire ford between her outstretched hands, and the fla gradually settled, finally forming a projected image of a woman.
Hawk stared at the projected image of the woman floating above the Hell Witch’s palm, his expression visibly excited.
His gaze was trembling slightly, firmly fixated on this projection.
No doubt about it.
This was his sister.
Anya.
But...
Hawk’s gaze gradually returned to calm from its trembling state, and as he looked at the projection, a trace of relief flashed in his eyes, "She’s grown taller, and her hair is longer too."
The Hell Witch lowered her hands and looked at Hawk, explaining, "Hell is a world of the dead, but other than that, it’s no different from Earth."
Hawk nodded.
He sat back down on the sofa behind him, wiped his face with his hand, and looked at the Hell Witch.
"Where did you et Anya?"
"In the Dominator’s palace. We went to ask phisto to open a passage for to co up, but he didn’t agree. As we were leaving, we saw Anya in a palace."
Hawk listened to the Hell Witch’s account of seeing his sister and felt a sense of relief.
phisto wasn’t lying.
She really found her sister and made proper arrangents.
Thinking this, Hawk looked at the Hell Witch once more.
"Is she okay?"
"Why don’t you ask her yourself."
"..."
Upon hearing this, Hawk’s pupils slightly contracted, looking at the Hell Witch.
The Hell Witch didn’t speak, instead she began chanting a spell. As the witch’s chant echoed, a peculiar energy fluctuation started to erge.
Although Hawk couldn’t see this energy fluctuation, through his Sixth Sense, he could discern a ghostly door opening.
He could sense it but couldn’t touch or locate this ghostly door.
Very soon.
The Hell Witch’s chanting ceased.
Directly afterward.
Hawk sensed a soul erging confusedly from the ghostly door, then cautiously stepping out.
He truly sensed it.
Exactly like the projection the Hell Witch showed earlier.
Clad in white, with slightly curly long hair, Anya walked out of the Gate of Hell with a face of bewildernt, looked around, then locked eyes with Hawk.
The next second.
Hawk heard a long-lost voice by his ear.
"Brother!"
Standing at the Gate of Hell, Anya’s eyes no longer showed confusion. She looked excitedly at Hawk, shouted, and ran toward him.
Hawk, witnessing this, also excitedly opened his arms, instinctively preparing to embrace his sister as usual.
But...
Anya halted at the edge of the Gate of Hell and the real world, as if she couldn’t take that final step.
Yet in Hawk’s perception, Anya was right in front of him.
So close to him.
Within arm’s reach.
But also very far.
Like a chasm.
Hawk subconsciously looked at the Hell Witch.
The Hell Witch said, "This is a result of Emma burning her soul to open the passage, allowing Anya to temporarily step out of the Gate of Hell. I’m sorry, I don’t have the capability to revive Anya, and she only has one minute to et you. She must return to Hell before the Gate of Hell closes, otherwise the Evil Spirits loitering outside will devour her."
Hearing this, Hawk gratefully nodded to the Hell Witch, then without hesitation, looked at Anya and said, "Anya, don’t worry. Wait for in Hell. I will co to bring you back soon."
Anya has always been obedient since childhood.
Always well-behaved, taking dicine obediently, cooperating with treatnt obediently.
So she didn’t say anything in excitent, just shed tears while smiling at Hawk: "I know. The Dominator told , saying that if he doesn’t take care of , my brother will take his head as a wine pot. My brother is always the strongest in the world."
Hawk, eyes full of tears, smiled and said, "Of course, so trust in your brother. I will definitely bring you back."
Anya nodded heavily.
The next second.
One minute was up, as the sensed Gate of Hell slowly closed, nurous pairs of eyes of Evil Spirits hidden in the darkness opened, looking at Anya standing at the edge of the Gate of Hell.
The Hell Witch did not hesitate, instantly sending Anya back through the Gate of Hell.
Bang!
The Gate of Hell closed.
In the mont the Gate of Hell vanished, the Hell Witch’s body softened, her whole form surrounded by blue flas dimd noticeably, nearly collapsing to the ground.
"Sorry, the energy from Emma’s burnt soul has dissipated."
"Thank you!"
Hawk closed his eyes, after adjusting his mindset, he looked at the Hell Witch and seriously thanked her: "I owe you a favor!"
Once more, he said.
He, will repay any favor granted to him.
Hawk said no more superfluous words, directly gave a promise to the Hell Witch. Then watched as at this mont, now washed, wearing one of Gwen’s spare pajamas, hair already dry, Carrie followed Gwen down and looked at the Hell Witch: "You let bring her back, how do you plan to settle her?"
The Hell Witch replied to Hawk: "We want to..."
Hawk waved his hand: "Okay, I’ll help with this task. I’ll take good care of her."
The gesture didn’t denote refusal but rather that no words were necessary.
Just for allowing him to et his sister Anya, he would surely take good care of Carrie, even as if she were his own sister...
That was certainly impossible.
But as a guest to look after, there would definitely be no issue.
However...
The Hell Witch shook her head: "Thank you, but Carrie is not suited to stay here. She has just awakened and needs soone to guide her. If possible, we would like to ask you to find her a witch, as we currently belong to the Hell Dinsion and don’t know any other witches."
Hawk was initially stunned, then he nodded.
"Of course, I’ll find a way. Do you have any specific requirents for the witch?"
"It’s fine as long as she can teach Carrie the basics. Once Carrie’s magic power stabilizes, she will naturally receive knowledge from the Salem Witch Dinsion."
"Understood."
"I’ll find a way."
"Thank you."
"..."
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