Becoming a God by Raising a Witch

"I saw Mrs. Malvina's belly burst open, and a person exactly like me came out."

"Did he catch up?"

"No, he's gone far away, but I always feel that something might happen if I leave him alone."

Sigurd said anxiously.

Locke nodded and turned the horse's head.

"Aren't we going to run away?"

Sigurd asked.

"Before escaping, let's deal with the impostor first. If he gets involved in the Abnormal Bureau, he may be in even greater trouble."

Locke is mainly afraid of the emergence of another self, and is also worried that everyone around him will be copied.

So first get rid of the first clone, Sigurd, and test the clone's abilities by the way.

The white horse carried the two of them back to the carriage. Mrs. Malvina looked completely cold and fell motionless in a pool of blood with a painful expression.

Sigurd threw a purification charm on her body, and green spores soon grew on her body.

"Poor Mrs. Malvina, I'm going to miss you."

The two soon caught up with Sickert's replica.

The replica turned around, saw Locke, and said with a smile,

"Locke, my friend, are you here to take me back?"

"Damn it, you rude thing, you have to call me Uncle Locke, call me daddy."

Sigurd growled from behind Locke.

"I didn't go looking for you, but you came to me first. It just so happens that I can't live forever without killing you."

The replica sneered, stopped, turned around and made a fighting posture.

"Haha, you don't have any weird things, how can you fight me?"

Sigur jumped off the horse and pulled out the long sword from his waist. The long sword turned into two vines and wrapped around the replica's body.

"Having relied on weird things for a long time, have you forgotten that you are also weird yourself?"

The replica said lightly, the skin on its body gradually became harder, the body grew larger, and finally transformed into a 5-meter-tall tree man.

The tree man waved his arms, grabbed two thin vines, and used great force to pull the vines over, taking Sigurd with him.

Sigurd landed on his face, dragging a deep ravine on the ground.

"Damn it, this is the biggest difference between you and me. I would rather die than become so ugly."

Sigurd cursed and said to Locke,

"Locke, teach this ugly nephew a lesson!"

Chapter 106, Counterfeit

Locke's hair grew longer and entangled the tree man's lower body.

The tree man's thick vines came over. At this distance and speed, Locke couldn't dodge at all. In addition, there were no buildings around him to draw strength from. Even if his hair was as tough as spider silk, he couldn't escape. I had no choice but to turn to Eileen.

He touched the mask on his face. In fact, Irene accompanied Locke to participate in the masquerade, but she was in the form of a mask.

Now that she knows that the other party's target may be her, Irene will not sit still and wait for death.

Invisible threads extended from the mask that Irene transformed into, wrapping around Locke's hands and feet.

Just when the cane was about to hit Locke's face, Irene controlled Locke to complete a backflip, get off the horse, and quickly dodge.

The white horse was directly beaten into two halves by the cane, and it fell to the ground with a bloody mess, leaving a ravine on the ground.

Locke swallowed and glanced at Sigurd.

"Is your true form so strong?"

"What is the true body? I am the true body!"

Sigurd said depressedly.

Locke's long hair tightly entangled the tree man's lower body. The tree man let out an angry roar and directly extended the roots of the lower body into the deep soil. Such a speed could directly pull Locke's entire body into the ground. .

When Locke was about to be buried alive by the soil, he promptly cut off the hair of these tree-controlling people and used limb coordination to maintain balance.

Just when he was about to evacuate tactically, his body refused to obey him, and he was controlled by Irene and rushed forward quickly.

Locke didn't even expect that he could reach such a fast speed, and there were afterimages under his feet.

Realizing that the danger was coming, the tree man immediately stretched out two huge vines to block it.

Locke reached out and grabbed the two vines and pulled them out of the tree man's body.

The tree man let out a cry of pain.

Locke was surprised, and his body jumped up from the ground uncontrollably. Like an agile cheetah, he climbed onto the tall and burly body of the tree man in the next moment.

The tree man trembled slightly, and Locke showed an innocent expression.

However, the movements of his hands were extremely inconsistent with his facial expression. His hands had penetrated deeply into the tree man's body and began to crazily destroy the tree man's internal structure.

"ah--"

The tree man screamed, and his body swelled before being completely dismembered.

"It's going to explode! Get out of the way!"

Sigurd reminded loudly.

Locke quickly retreated, his body seemed to be pulled by silk threads, stepping on the air, away from the exploding tree like a ghost.

Boom——

Amid the huge explosion, dazzling light illuminated the surrounding dark streets.

Only then did Locke and Sigurd notice that there were many black unknown monsters lurking around.

These monsters have different shapes, similar to soft slimes, with raised pustules on their bodies. They are like snails, squirming in the direction of Locke and Sigurd, but they do not make any sound.

When they are close to each other, they will also eat each other.

"What the hell is this?"

Locke cursed.

The tree man did not die after the explosion. He had spit out his body before the explosion.

On the other side, the replica Sigurd stood up. He entangled Sigurd again, showing a cruel expression.

"As long as I kill you, I will exist forever!"

"Damn fake, don't even think about taking my place."

Sigurd used the ring on his hand to change the attack path of the already weak replica, wrapped the replica's body with the vine sword, and then punched hard, hitting the replica's abdomen, knocking him out. It penetrated directly and quickly ended the life of the replica.

In front of Locke, a soft monster with a size equivalent to an entire wall has appeared.

The monster seems to be covered with a thick layer of mud, which can submerge and swallow everything.

Sigurd set the replica he had just killed on fire and threw it at the monster.

The monster's body burned with blazing fire, allowing Locke and Sigurd to see its appearance clearly.

A giant soft mud monster with a height of 10 meters and a width of 20 meters.

It has no eyes on its face and does not seem to be afraid of flames. Even if its body is set on fire, it will not feel pain.

"Damn, this is a mud monster. It's very difficult to deal with. It's not afraid of pain at all. It will keep devouring things around it. It relies on smell and touch to launch attacks. If you want to kill it, you will have to explode from within it and blow it into pieces. Mud all over the floor and then frozen in time.”

Sigurd frowned and said.

Locke touched the mask, and Irene said that she would not explode, nor would she want to be contaminated by these dirty things, nor would it freeze.

"It's so slow that it definitely won't be able to catch up with us. It's better to escape first and go back to find the director to solve it."

Locke believes that although the mud monster looks scary, it is obviously not as threatening as Sigurd's replica. Now that Sigurd's replica has been dealt with, they can escape with peace of mind.

Sigurd shook his head.

"This mud monster seems to be walking very slowly, but in fact it is very fast. You see, it was 10 meters away from us just now, and now it is right in front of us."

Locke discovered that this was indeed the case.

"This kind of mud monster can neither be beaten nor beaten. As long as you come into contact with it, it will be swallowed into your body. It is very disgusting. I wish I had a freezing charm."

Sigurd complained.

"Sigur, aren't you going to explode? Or sacrifice yourself?"

Locke looked at Sigurd.

The mud monster is already in front of us. Since we can't escape, we have no choice but to face it.

"I do not want it."

Just after Sigurd finished saying his words of rejection, Locke's hair rolled him up and he threw him towards the mud monster.

At this time, the flames on the mud monster have been extinguished by the mud it continuously secretes, so there is no need to worry about Sigurd being burned to death first if he throws it over.

It was indeed unreasonable to fight a very fast and silent mud monster in the thick darkness.

The best way is to explode it from the inside. It will take enough time for it to regroup into such a large monster. Taking advantage of this time to escape is the best way.

After confirming the plan, Locke threw Sigurd out without hesitation.

Sigurd cursed and his body quickly transformed into a tree-man state.

The mud monster likes to eat very much. It almost refuses anyone who comes. When it senses something approaching, it opens its huge mouth and swallows Sigurd into its stomach.

The tree man's body expanded inside the mud monster, and then gathered strength to spit out Sigurd.

Sigurd, whose whole body was covered in mud, rushed out like a cannonball and fell far away.

Locke also ran away quickly.

There was a loud bang from behind, this time more powerful than the explosion of the clone tree man.

The mud monster exploded from within, turning into a rain of mud that filled the sky.

The mud will reunite again, but at a much slower pace.

Sigurd fell heavily to the ground, Locke helped him up, and the two continued to escape.

A quarter of an hour later, the two finally saw the light source in front of them.

"It's saved."

Sigurd sighed.

Locke nodded, and the two of them rushed towards the light source.

Finally, they left the mud monster behind in the darkness, and their bodies melted into the warm light.

In front of him is the brightly lit Earl Hagen's palace.

"Are we back again?"

Locke and Sigurd swallowed at the same time.

They glanced back and saw that the dark street and the sludge monster had disappeared.

It was all like a dream just now.

Mrs. Suman stood at the door, holding a lamp elegantly.

There was a slight smile on her face, she was wearing a gorgeous dress, a shawl wrapped around her shoulders, and her long red hair stood out in the night.

Like a gentle wife waiting for a lost traveler to return home, it is obviously an extremely warm and beautiful scene, but it sends chills down the spines of Locke and Sigurd.

"Welcome back."

Mrs. Suman seemed to have expected that Locke and Sigurd would come back.

"What should we do now?"

Locke looked at Sigurd. When faced with such strange incidents, as an old investigator, Sigurd, although he sometimes behaved quite unreliable, had much more experience than Locke.