Yudula returned to the tower.
"Welcome back, Ancestral Witch! Great source of spirit! Sacred Ancestor Yudula!!"
The fanatical voices echoed across the entire kingdom and city sky.
"Starting today, I will enter seclusion."
This woman, draped in a luxurious and exquisite black wizard's robe, with her long skirts swaying and a silver crown high upon her head, walked slowly, a hint of an enchanting smile playing on her face.
"Farewell, Your Majesty!"
"Farewell, Your Majesty!"
Countless beings watched the ancient witch enter seclusion.
They looked at this beautiful, swaying, peerlessly radiant white witch with utmost reverence.
As the undisputed sole ruler of this land, though all witches knew there was no emperor in the world, she had truly ruled an era and suppressed a generation!
Because... she is the First Witch Ancestor!
Her subordinate race had already become a prerequisite for the emergence of witches.
