Becoming a God by Raising a Witch

Feeney Sares asked.

"No."

Locke answered bluntly.

"Then Fini will leave first. Antonia is still waiting for me in the bed... in the vegetable garden."

Fini Sares said with a smile.

"roll."

Single dog Locke received 10,000 points of critical hit.

Fini Sares left proudly.

"Sorry, Locke, I can't give you my body because I'm just a cat."

Erin finished eating 20 hearts and burped with satisfaction.

Locke rolled his eyes, "Why can't I see that you are a cat?"

"Well, because this body is a gift from time and does not yet belong to the real me. This is one of them. Of course, Ms. Rosalia Jimenez's misunderstanding of you is another reason."

"that's it?"

"Well, there's a third reason."

Eileen confessed, "My soul is not complete. Although I can control lust, I do not have it myself. Unless my soul is complete, this is something that is almost impossible."

"Why?"

"Because most of my soul is in Katerina's body, just like you and your clone. In fact, every time you separate the clone, a part of the soul will be pulled out and enter their body, even if you don't feel it. ”

Erin explained.

"So that's it. Then if my clone dies too many times, will my soul become incomplete?"

"No, the soul will return to the original body after the clone dies."

Erin said.

"That is to say, after your death, your soul will return to Katerina's body."

"Yes."

"Then if Katerina dies, will her soul return to your body?"

"This has never been the case, but it's worth trying, assuming I'm stronger than her."

Erin lowered her head and looked at her hands.

Countless tiny red threads appeared on her white hands. These red threads were like spider webs and gradually covered her body from her hands.

"What’s wrong with you?"

Locke asked nervously.

"I think it's because I ate too much. It's okay, my body just collapsed."

Erin said nonchalantly.

"Body breakdown?"

Locke remembered what Irene had said that the power and limit that each witch could bear were different, "If you can't bear it, why did you eat it in one go?"

"Who says I can't bear it anymore? It's just that I have to experience a collapse. I can heal myself."

Erin said confidently.

The next second, her body began to transform into the form of a monster.

The red grid on her skin seemed to come alive, splitting her body into countless small pieces of flesh, suspended in the air.

Each piece of meat seemed to have its own thoughts and was engaged in a fierce confrontation.

"I am Katerina's clone, an artificial witch with one-tenth of Katerina's soul. I am Erin Mostia. I like food, and I admire my shit-sweeper Rock Belmont. "

"I am Shelia Dutra, the witch of desire. I belong to the Black Rose organization and serve Queen Katerina. Enjoying pleasure makes me gain strength."

"I am Brei Ivanov, the Witch of the Forest. I hate Katerina. She used me and abandoned me. I will never forgive her."

"I am Aishamu Ordesia, the witch of pain. I like pain. I feed on despair..."

"I am the witch Adelina Hall..."

"I am the Witch Margotha ​​Stewart..."

The little fragments have different consciousnesses, coming from the hearts of the witches.

Locke felt as if Erin's body had been completely decomposed and turned into a collection of witches.

He was a little worried, "Xiao Ai, are you okay?"

"I am fine."

All the pieces of meat turned back at the same time and looked at Locke.

An eye grew out of each piece of meat, staring directly at Locke.

Then the meatballs gathered around them at the same time.

"Locke, it's time for you to cook for me."

"Locke, you look delicious. Do you want to have fun?"

"Locke, do you want to be a tree? It feels good."

"Locke, do you want to experience pain? Only pain is the true meaning of life..."

Countless questions made Locke feel a little numb. He tried his best to imagine them as a complete Irene and asked,

"Xiao Ai, when will you recover?"

"I don't know, maybe a day, maybe a week, maybe a month, maybe even a few months."

Countless Erins answered at the same time.

"Well, you'll scare people if you go out in this state. It's best for you to stay in your room until you recover."

Locke suggested.

"Of course, I'm right here and I'm not going anywhere."

The pieces of meat in the air turned into petite Irenes, some only the size of a thumb, and some the size of a fist.

They climbed onto Locke in unison, as difficult as climbing Mount Everest. Some even fell to the ground and broke into two Erins.

There is something funny about this scene.

"Are you okay?"

Locke bent down, picked up two little Erins from the ground, and put them in his hands.

"It's okay, thank you, Locke, it's just that your face suddenly became very big, and I'm a little uncomfortable with it."

Erin's voice also became childish, which made Locke think this was a very magical thing.

"Yes, can you become like me?"

Both Erins asked questions at the same time.

Locke took down the little Irene who was pulling his hair, put it on the sofa, and shook his head, "I'm afraid not."

After saying goodbye to everyone, Locke walked out of the room.

Then he discovered that there was another one in his pocket.

"Don't mind, I'm Shelia, we've met."

Erin, who called herself Shelia, winked at Locke.

Locke immediately sent her back to the room and closed the door.

The main reason is that Irene is afraid that a piece of her body will be missing when she recovers. It is definitely not that they are noisy.

…

Katerina Castle in the Queen's District of Kosolk.

After listening to the report of the witch of the Black Rose Organization, Katerina stood up from the throne angrily.

"Bronya Peters betrayed me."

"Yes, it was Your Excellency Bronya. She killed our companions, and her condition was a bit..."

The witch Ina who reported the report hesitated to speak.

"explain."

Katerina's eyes were cold.

"Is it out of control?"

The eldest maid Maura MacMillan asked, in her opinion, Bronya Peters was absolutely loyal to Katerina. If she had not lost control, how could she betray Her Majesty the Queen and kill so many fellow witches? ?

Ina shook her head, "It's not that she's out of control. Her consciousness is very clear. It's her physical condition that's abnormal. She seems to be unable to feel pain. Her state is like that of an undead."

"Undead?"

Katerina and Maura MacMillan thought about the rainstorm at the same time.

I thought of the abnormal weather, the possible resurrection of the weather witch Antonia, and the demigod-level necromancer.

"Bronya Peters did not bring Locke Belmont back, but instead attacked the Black Rose Organization. It must be because she encountered a demigod-level necromancer when she was on a mission. The wizard relied on Antonia's power. , killed Bronya Peters, transformed Bronya Peters into his undead knight, and ordered Bronya Peters to kill her fellow witches.”

Maura MacMillan expressed her suspicions.

This is also the best explanation so far.

Katerina nodded slightly, "It seems that the demigod-level necromancer is coming for me."

"Your Majesty the Queen, I just saw this at the gate of the palace."

The witch Sharona Bergman hurried over, holding a letter in her hand.

The letter was addressed to Katerina personally.

Sharona Bergman opened the envelope and respectfully handed the letter to Her Majesty the Queen.

Katerina frowned slightly.

[Queen Katerina, the Church of Knowledge greets you. Tomorrow morning at 8 o'clock, an explosion will occur in a certain alchemical church, and the shadow of death will envelope the whole city. This is the price you pay for plagiarizing knowledge. You who support a group of plagiarists, Deserves to be punished. ]

Katerina handed the letter to the maid Maura MacMillan, "Notify the church and find these lunatics for me."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Maura MacMillan lowered her head and said, holding the letter and exiting the hall.

Sharuna Bergman looked at Ina, who was still kneeling on the ground, and asked, "Ina, how many companions have we injured?"

"20 witches."

Ina lowered her head and said, "The most important thing is that she also took away the witch's heart."

Katerina let out a long breath,

"Is it Irene Mostia, has she finally appeared?"

Queen Katerina has always believed that the artificial witch Irene Mostia, created from the cells of her own soul, is still alive.

She just didn't expect that Irene Mostia would actually get involved with the despicable necromancer.

"Eileen Mostia, I didn't expect that you have abandoned your pride, like a rat hiding in a dark sewer, and partnered with a necromancer that exudes the smell of decay. This really surprises me."

Katerina muttered to herself and picked up a glass of wine.

Igor West, a scholar from the Alchemy Sect, stood beside her and asked with a smile, "Do you need to speed up the creation of the third batch of witches? This may increase their pain and probability of losing control."

"Just proceed according to the original plan. Neither the lunatics from the Knowledge Sect, nor Irene Mostia, nor the demigod necromancer can stop my plan."

Katerina's inner anger has been replaced by joy.

She had been looking for Irene Mostia for a long time and finally had a clue.

If she can make herself complete, she won't care even if she loses 20 witch hearts.

Moreover, if Irene Mostia eats those witch hearts, it will be good for her. When she merges with the clone, she will automatically gain those powers. Isn't this equivalent to being swallowed by herself in advance? Yet?