Chapter 668: Chapter 289: Subduing the Pathological Witch However, this Contract Mark has already unfolded, and in the face of nearly absolute power, she was almost powerless to resist. The warm and resolute radiance invaded the depths of her Soul, constantly intertwining and colliding with her consciousness, making everything blurred and unclear. At that moment, she felt a tremendous pressure mixed with pain overwhelm her as the black Energy was instantly torn apart by the light like a tide! "Ah!" The Pathological Witch couldn’t help but let out a painful scream, feeling as though something within her was being torn apart and reshaped. The fear and anger that had always accompanied her began to crash against her mental defenses, but this time there was no chance to escape or resist again. Under this immense Mental Shock, both past and present dissipated like a wisp of smoke. In the end, after endless struggle, the Pathological Witch finally broke down. "I submit... I sign this Contract..." As the last word fell into her ears, the warm radiance enveloped her entire Soul like a flood, completing the Spirit Contract in an instant! A stream of black air escaped from her body, releasing the negative emotions bound to the depths of her Soul for years – hatred, pain, and all the tortures of the past. At this moment, everything vanished into nothingness. After the Pathological Witch’s Spirit Contract was completed, the atmosphere around her abruptly changed. She felt a sense of relief and liberation, but this freedom didn’t last long. David’s gaze once again turned to those slave traders still in chaos. The slave traders were already shocked by the massive waves and Magic in the previous battle, and although they had some weapons, they seemed incredibly fragile at this moment. A surge of anger rose in David’s heart, thinking of how these people had oppressed and tortured innocent lives. He waved his hand to summon the Pathological Witch into the Elemental Wizard Tower, preparing to launch the final reckoning on these traders. "Do you still dare to resist?" David shouted loudly, his words echoing like thunder in the air, sending a wave of panic through the conniving and sinister-hearted people. They looked at each other, realizing they had lost the opportunity to run and resist. "Quick! Escape quickly!" One of the slave traders’ voices trembled as he began to retreat, only to be pushed closer by those around him. Others also desperately wanted to flee the scene, but under this powerful force, they couldn’t move at all. "You are destined to pay for your sins!" As the words fell, David had already started moving, invoking the Sea Dragon God’s Bloodline in his body and sprinting toward the panicked crowd at lightning speed. One powerful spell after another emerged from his raised arm, rays of light sweeping forward like raging waves. "Water Flow Strike!" He shouted the Spell, and the massive Water Flow surged forward like a sword, completely knocking down one of the slave traders in front. He fell to the ground, powerless to resist further, only to struggle painfully, unable to escape the punishment. Seeing this, other slave traders grew even more terrified, desperately trying to muster strength to resist, but faced with David’s invincible Magic and battle Skills, such resistance was almost futile. In turn, some were torn by shockwaves into the water, others were directly struck into the air, tracing arcs before falling heavily, leaving behind painful and exhausted figures. "Leave no survivors! Let them pay for their sins!" David ordered. This motivated the Dragon Descendant Mages around him, too. As more Magic was unleashed, the slave traders’ lines collapsed even more rapidly. Within just a few minutes, the entire site was filled with screams and despair. Some tried to surrender, but it no longer had any meaning. Under this absolute power, no plea could earn survival, each person who once craved power and money faced an unavoidable fate! Ultimately, amidst the dense tides and gales, the small boat filled with sinful and dark transactions became precarious. Soon, it became part of the ocean, while the Souls of those who pursued evil gains with such delight would forever sink to the seafloor, never returning to the sunlit Earth. With the slave traders’ demise, David turned around, glancing back at the slave ship battered by waves. Looking at the place once filled with sin and despair, now silent beneath the sea, he couldn’t help but feel a sense of relief. However, he knew the battle wasn’t over; what truly needed to be faced were the innocent Souls oppressed by the slave traders. "Let’s head back!" David commanded loudly. The surrounding Dragon Descendant Mages responded swiftly, arranging the injured and exhausted slaves on the ship one by one. Every face was marked with fear and despair, but there was also a hint of anticipation and hope. After days of tough and lengthy navigation, they finally returned to the Haiwang Cape Sea Region. On this new land, the ocean swelled not with fear but with hope. These slaves were settled in the Wizard gathering place, and David would help establish a village nearby for them to settle down. "Welcome to Azure Island!" David greeted the newly arrived Souls with a smile, his demeanor gentle yet emitting an aura of reliability and trust. "You’ve gone through everything, but this will be your new home, a place where you can make a fresh start." Looking at the new surroundings before them, the slaves finally shed their long-suppressed tears filled with gratitude and relief. Some couldn’t believe they had escaped the past, while others were brimming with expectations for the future, embracing each other and sharing the hard-earned new life. As time passes, this land will become a place of emotional solace for many escaping darkness. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺 Here, they can rebuild their homes, learn new Skills, support each other, and turn past misfortune into a stronger pursuit and longing for future life. After settling the villagers, David returned to his Wizard Tower on Azure Island. Previously, while signing the Contract with the Pathological Witch, he unexpectedly discovered a strand of Bloodline Mage presence within her. Clearly, there was a connection between the Pathological Witch and the Bloodline Mage. These slaves were supposed to be sent to the Bloodline Mage’s location for their cultivation and experiments, which required many live test subjects. "We need to talk." David spoke to her, hoping to gain more information about the Bloodline Mage. The Pathological Witch remained quietly in the corner of the room, her expression still showing traces of exhaustion and unease, but she knew she was no longer that person forced into submission. "What do you want to ask?" She asked calmly, though her eyes showed a hint of caution. Regarding the Bloodline Mage, she always felt apprehensive, knowing them to be people who would stop at nothing in pursuit of power. "I need you to tell me everything about that island and the Bloodline Mage." David spoke frankly. "The presence within your body might provide clues for me." Upon hearing this, the Pathological Witch’s expression flickered slightly. After a brief silence, she slowly began to speak: "I once heard of a place called ’Blood Shadow Island,’ a Secret Realm hidden in the mist." "It’s said to be where all Bloodline Mages conduct experiments and Cultivation." "Blood Shadow Island?" David repeated, the name alerting him. "Where is it?" "It’s located in the southwest sea of the Sea of Death, surrounded by raging storms and bizarre Water Flows, rarely approached by anyone." The Pathological Witch continued, "Only those mastering specific Magic can cross those barriers, but even then, it’s extremely dangerous."