264 The Witch's Grave

This was the first thing my demon said to me, but in fact, at this moment, while I was holding my prison in hand, that strange resonance that appeared from before got stronger, much stronger than before.

"What? What did you just say?" I asked, while my mind was trying to think about the origin of this bizarre feeling.

"This place isn't good for you," the demon said, with a sorrow look over its face, "it's the grave of the witch, how did you get here?" he threw this bomb in front of my face.

So this was the witch grave, the place where my previous self got killed and buried at? Was that why I had this weird feeling?

"Just go up there and help my masters, don't reserve any of your strengths, and take this with you," I said, while throwing his own four artifacts, which he grabbed with extreme delight over his face, "thanks a lot," he said, while he moved, very rapidly, joining the battle up ahead.