House Witch

Chapter 569 568. The true Son of the God King

In fact, when she first met Noah in the garbage dump of the Holy City, Sophilia had already realized that this little girl might have something to do with her.

After all, apart from having the same fate as revolutionaries, the two people's looks are too similar.

When she first picked up Noah, little Noah was almost exactly the same as when she was a child.

A large part of the reason why she violated her autistic principle and accepted this apprentice at that time was because of Noah's appearance. Otherwise, if she just needed the destiny of a changer, she really didn't need to accept the apprentice herself. She could have Just send a tool person to teach, and then stay behind the scenes.

However, the Noah she met was still a little girl after all, and had not fully grown yet. Some twin sisters looked very similar when they were young, but there were differences as they grew.

At that time, Sophilia thought that maybe when Noah grew up, he would be a little different from her. Unfortunately, this apprentice was really cruel to her. She directly transformed herself into a full-body prosthetic body early. From now on, she will always retain her loli appearance and never grow up again.

And now, the pure white witch finally saw the appearance of the grown-up Noah in this memory.

Looking at the face in the memory picture that was still exactly the same as hers, plus the fact that the other person also had an adoptive mother who looked exactly like the teacher, Sophilia could no longer deceive herself with coincidences.

The prophecy witch should not believe in so-called coincidences. Everything that seems to be a coincidence is actually a deliberate arrangement of fate.

At this moment, the pure white witch felt that her scalp was numb. After all, her life may have been arranged by others from the beginning. In fact, everything she owns has been planned by others, and her life has always been planned by others. When a good script goes away, this feeling is really hard to accept.

However, she who also controls the power of destiny is also very aware of the difficulty of doing this kind of thing. For example, she can only arrange the life of a mortal now, and if she wants to do it to a powerful witch, She would be powerless if the fate that weaves her life together interferes.

But her own life script involves the teacher, and although the teacher is only at the top of his rank, he is actually at the sage level in terms of strength.

It is difficult to quietly use a sage-level being as a chess piece on the chessboard, and to prevent the opponent from noticing the traces of this arrangement.

In Sophilia's knowledge, there are not many people in the entire Western Universe who can do such outrageous things, maybe even two.

My mother is considered the Lord of Glory, but my mother has been sealed before, so it is unlikely.

And there is another being who can keep pace with Mother or even surpass her in the field of destiny.

Lord God King.

So, all this is the arrangement of the God King?

Sophilia looked at the Holy Sword of the God King in her hand, and felt more and more that this possibility was a bit high.

But, why would the God King do such a thing? A witch king like her can obviously do whatever she wants, so there's no need to take such a big detour.

It can't be that this is an experiment just like when he arranged Noah in Witch Night, right?

The pure white witch was a little frightened when she thought about it.

She just raised her head and looked at her mother who was still smiling at her in Avalon.

As one of his blood mothers in this life, if he is really the chess piece of the God King, then the Lord of Glory must have sensed it long ago.

After all, as we are both close to the end of the road of destiny, Mother may not be able to defeat the God King, but it is also impossible for the God King to use Mother as a pawn without being noticed.

So, maybe my birth was a result of these two adults working together from the very beginning? Is there any deeper meaning behind this that I don't know about?

The more she thought about it, the more Sophilia felt that the water was a bit too deep, and she didn't dare to think about it any more.

She refocused her attention on the memory images in her mind.

At twenty years old, you are secretly carrying out a rebellion plan. The more you plan, the more you realize the weakness of mortals. You know that if you only rely on your own strength and that of mortals, it is almost impossible to successfully resist the control of "gods". and plunder.

You need an ally, a strong ally who shares the same hatred for "God". Fortunately, you did find such a potential ally from the ancient records of the church.

That is the oldest witch, the founder of the witch clan, and the king of witches - the Shepherd.

shepherd? Isn't that a character from the horror legend of the church? You were a little surprised that this legendary figure who existed hundreds of years ago actually existed, but you were relieved when you thought that your teacher was the last god.

You begin a secret search for more information about the Shepherd.

Twenty-one years old, after more than a year of secret investigation, you have gained a lot of useful information.

Shepherd, this is an ancient avenger who existed five hundred years ago. For many years, she has been leading the witches who are also avengers under her command to resist the oppression of the church. Because of her existence, the church has suffered heavy losses, but it has also Nothing can be done.

After all, the shepherd was so powerful that even the church scholars who wrote historical records about her did not dare to call her by her name, but could only refer to her by code names.

Legend has it that just calling its name may attract the attention of shepherds.

You begin a secret search for the shepherd's true name.

At the age of twenty-three, your secret operation was finally exposed. The envoys in the Central Cathedral noticed your actions, and your situation became dangerous, but you did not intend to give up just yet.

You feel that you are not afraid of sacrifice if it serves a greater mission.

At the age of twenty-six, you witnessed your adoptive mother die because of saving you. You regretted it. Although you were not afraid of your own sacrifice, it was difficult to accept that your adoptive mother died because of you. You wished you could fight those gods to the death, even if you knew that this was just a waste of time. Seeking death.

However, you can't, because your adoptive mother finally asked you to live well, even if you give up your mission, you must live. This is her last wish.

Now you have no choice, whether it is for the mission of saving the world, the last wish of your adoptive mother, or simply to save yourself, you have no choice.

At the age of thirty, you were chased by the angels and came to the ruins of the village that had been reduced to ruins five hundred years ago. The address of the village was pieced together bit by bit by you from records that had been forgotten by the world.

And in the center of the ruins of the village, among the ruins of the church on the back of the dragon's remains, you found two tombstones.

Even after five hundred years, these two tombstones are still clean and the handwriting is clear.

Adam - a truly noble priest.

Dorothy - the sun that was buried by my own hands.

Dragging the seriously injured body that was already dying, you called out the name Dorothy. After all, the shepherd was a witch.

When you are dying, you really feel someone coming to your side.

But you were too tired to turn around and look at the person. You just handed her the sword that recorded the church secrets and the contact information of the secret force you had secretly developed for many years.

Then, you die.

"How come there is an eldest lady named in the age of the God King? Could it be..."

Sophilia's scalp was not only numb at this time, her whole body was almost stupid.

Although in this Witch Night, the eldest lady did act as the sister of the God King, the Witch Night was just a dream, an entertainment festival, where everyone assumed identities randomly.

Therefore, the pure white witch used to be a eldest lady and was lucky enough to get such an incredible status by chance.

But now, looking at the tombstone with her eldest lady's name engraved on the screen, she really didn't know what to say.

Now it seems that he knows something terrible.

Although the name Dorothy is actually quite common and not a very unusual name, the owner of this tombstone may really just have the same name as his eldest daughter.

However, after passing by Noa, Sophilia no longer believed in so-called coincidences. She had a hunch that the owner of this tombstone was definitely related to her eldest lady.

The pure white witch took one last look at the scene of Noah's death.

It was a dilapidated church carried by the remains of a headless dragon. Sunlight shone in from the holes in the ceiling, just lighting up the two tombstones.

Noah, who had closed his eyes, just knelt in front of Dorothy's monument, and then lost all signs of life.

In Noah's hand, a gorgeous long sword with exquisite angel wings as a guard was pushed out with her last strength.

Behind Noah, an angel witch with eight flaming wings stood there. She looked at the two tombstones with nostalgia and guilt in her eyes.

Sophilia recognized the sword in Noah's hand. It was not only a status symbol as the pope of the Radiance Sect, but it was also exactly the same as the sword in the stone she was holding now.

This is the Holy Sword of the God King.

No wonder this God-King Holy Sword retains Noah's memory. It turns out that the real owner of this sword is not the God-King, but Noah.

Naturally, Sophilia, the angel witch with eight flame wings, would not fail to recognize her. After all, statues of this person can be seen everywhere in the witch world.

This is the God King himself.

Tsk, just looking at this picture, even if the pure white witch is not as gossipy as the big-mouthed crows in the news department, she can still imagine millions of dollars from the complicated look in the God King's eyes at the tombstone. The plot of the word is over.

The Lord God King definitely has a close relationship with the owners of these two tombstones, especially Dorothy.

Sophilia thought back to her previous speculation that her fate might be directed by the God King.

Before, she didn't know why the Lord God King was causing so much trouble, but now she had reason to suspect that the Lord God King was after his eldest daughter.

However, even if she knew this, it would be of no use. After all, the Lord God King's plot was obviously not something she had the ability or qualification to evaluate or question.

She was powerless to resist or change anything.

Therefore, the pure white witch just lamented that the original direction of Witch Night, which was not interfered by witch students in history, was like this.

Noah does have something. According to the records in the witch history book, the large-scale apostasy after the Glorious Church was the clarion call for the Lord God King to start his counterattack. Many of the oldest angels and witches were actually from back then. Paladins and nuns who defected from the church.

Noah's efforts obviously really helped the God King.

And when she thought that this might be her previous life, Sophilia couldn't help but feel a little complicated.

In this life, she is far inferior to Noah.

Even though she is stronger than Noah and has broken away from the weak mortal body, she has a weak character but does not have the courage of Noah.

Just when the pure white witch lamented that she was not as good as her previous life, Noah's memory, which she thought was about to end, suddenly flashed again. This time it was really the last scene.

Sophilia continued to look at it with some doubts. Having learned too many secrets today, she originally thought that nothing would surprise her anymore, but it turned out that she was still young.

One year old, you are born again, and you are still an illegitimate child.

Your biological mother is a powerful and fanatical angel witch, and your other mother is the supreme king who controls the world.

Your biological mother stole the noble divine blood because of her fanatical belief in not getting it, and she created you with blasphemous secrets.

You were born a blasphemous child, rejected by the Supreme King.

Looking at the baby with white hair and golden eyes opening his eyes in the training warehouse in the picture, Sophilia was stunned.

At this moment, she frantically tried to continue flipping through her memories, but unfortunately, this scene was already the last.

But in fact, just a brief introduction of this scene is enough for the Pure White Witch to know the identity of the so-called son of blasphemy in this scene.

That is the source of the existing so-called direct bloodline of the God King, and it is also the only being who can truly be called the Son of the God King.

Damn it, the ancestor is actually me?

Sophilia found it difficult to accept the reality for a while.

But, obviously, whether she accepts it or not, the facts are the facts, so.

Clang.

Accompanied by a crisp sword cry that was very joyful, the originally ordinary Holy Sword of the God King in Sophilia's hand began to shine dazzlingly.

The light was so shining that it completely evaporated the boulder that originally sealed the sword body, and it continued unabated, soaring straight into the sky.

At the same time, the entire God King Cathedral began to tremble, and distant and loud bells came from the thirteen bell towers surrounding the cathedral.

Everything seems to be announcing one thing, that is, the God King Sect, your true master is back.

At this moment, all the angels and witches in the witch world raised their heads. They all looked towards the direction of the ancestral court and felt a call from their bloodline.

In the Cathedral of the God King, Sophilia, who was holding the sword, also looked confused. Among the people watching, even the Lord of Glory in Avalon didn't know what was going on.

Only Dorothy was ecstatic.

Great, I finally don’t have to rack my brain to find reasons.

She started clapping loudly.

The otaku witch is applauding

I was dominated by random inspiration. After writing this piece, I suddenly realized that your circle seemed to be even more chaotic. Ah, forget it, just let it happen. It’s none of my business. The only thing to blame is the random inspiration.