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B8

Those seven figures dressed all in dark red suddenly just appeared somewhere in the Demon Forest. For a moment they stabilized themselves. The Body Transfer is not a convenient instant transport option even for the witches themselves. It felt a little wobbly when they had hit the ground at their destination. For a witch who isn't used to it, the worst thing a witch can feel is vomiting and extreme dizziness. However, the more familiar they were with the Body Transfer, the less effect they felt.

A certain flash of lightning and thunder cut through the sky in the middle of the forest. The witches rushed rushing towards the source of the lightning noise. One of them briefly glanced at the shadow of his own body.

“The Wrinkled Ghost follows us,” he warned the others as he continued running.

They all glanced at the shadows of each other's bodies, which looked odd and too solid to be called shadows. However, that didn't stop their steps at all. The Wrinkle

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