Becoming a God by Raising a Witch

Fini Sarres said with a smile.

"Get lost."

Single dog Locke received 10,000 critical hits.

Fini Sarres left proudly.

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

Irene ate 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, not the real me, this is one of them, of course, Lady Rosalia Jimenez's misunderstanding of you is another reason."

"Just that?"

"Well, there is a third reason."

Irene confessed, "My soul is not complete. Although I can control lust, I don't have it myself, unless my soul is complete, but this 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 your clone, a part of your soul will be extracted and enter their bodies, even if you don't feel it."

Irene explained.

"So that's how it is. 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."

Irene said.

"That means after you die, your soul will also return to Katerina's body."

"Yes."

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

"This has never happened before, but it's worth a try, provided that I'm stronger than her."

Irene lowered her head and looked at her hands.

Countless tiny red threads appeared on her fair hands, and these red threads seemed like spider webs, gradually spreading from her hands to her whole body.

"What's wrong with you?"

Locke asked nervously.

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

Irene said indifferently.

"Body collapsed?"

Locke remembered that Irene said that the power and limit that each witch can bear are different. "If you can't bear it, why do you eat it all at once?"

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

Irene said confidently.

The next second, her body began to transform into 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 flesh seemed to have its own thoughts and was engaged in a fierce battle.

"I am Katerina's clone, an artificial witch with one-tenth of Katerina's soul. I am Irene Mostia. I like food and I admire my shit shoveler Locke Bemon."

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

"I am the witch of the forest, Bray Ivanov. I hate Katerina. She used me and abandoned me. I will never forgive her."

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

"I am the witch Audrina Hall..."

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

The small pieces have different consciousnesses, coming from the hearts of those witches.

Locke felt like Irene's body was completely decomposed and turned into a witch collection.

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

"I'm fine."

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

Each piece of meat grew an eye, staring straight at Locke.

Then the pieces of meat gathered around at the same time.

"Locke, you should cook for me."

"Locke, you look delicious, do you want to enjoy the pleasure?"

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

"Locke, experience pain? Only pain is the true meaning of life..."

Countless questions made Locke's scalp numb. He tried to imagine them as a complete Irene and asked,

"Xiao Ai, when can you recover?"

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

Countless Irenes answered at the same time.

"Well, you will scare others if you go out in this state. You'd better stay in the room until you recover."

Locke suggested.

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

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

They all climbed onto Locke's body, as difficult as climbing Mount Everest. Some even fell to the ground and broke into two Irenes.

This scene was a bit funny.

"Are you okay?"

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

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

Irene's voice also became childish, which made Locke feel that this was a very magical thing.

"Yes, can you become like me?"

The two Irenes asked 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 all the little Irenes, 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?

"Your Majesty, what needs to be done with Locke Belmont?"

Julie Townsend asked.

"I don't have time to take care of him at the moment. Let Rhaenys watch her own people. If he shows any abnormality or comes close to any witch around me, he will be executed directly."

Katerina said in a cold tone.