The evil witch BOSS just wants to develop in a low profile

As Jolia had just articulated several awkward syllables.

"Yes, Ancient Thyssian."

Hazel Cheney immediately recognized the content she was describing.

"Thyssian?"

Jolia blinked her slightly blue, bright eyes, looking at her teacher, curiosity sparkling in the depths of her pupils.

In the past, Hazel Cheney wouldn't have explained too much to Jolia.

But, now it's different.

In the hidden depths, Jolia received a mysterious word of enlightenment, even the "Ancient Thyssian" language of mysticism.

This represents that Jolia is extraordinary, with special qualities that she cannot see.

Vaguely, Hazel Cheney realized that perhaps... that is hope!

In this way, some things that ordinary transcendents cannot access can be told to her.

Her gaze swept slightly over the many young, dull nobles standing like withered wooden stakes.

She then looked back at Jolia, a slightly doting smile appearing on her face as she spoke.

"A long, long time ago, our progenitor, the great [Progenitor Witch], was born in the chaos of the universe."

"But as time passed, the seven witch sisters were conceived within the [Progenitor Witch]."

"Initially, the seven sisters were as close as siblings, but at some point, conflicts gradually arose, and over the long years, the conflicts could not be resolved."

"After a certain ancient battle against the gods."

"The [Progenitor Witch] fell into a deep sleep, and the seven witch sisters passed through their respective gates of life, arriving on this world."

"The great being we worship passed through the gate of blood and shadow built with rose thorns."

"The great Blood Shadow Rose Witch is also the only true god we worship!"

"The ancient language used by the seven witch sisters to communicate with each other, and with their believers, is the Ancient Thyssian language you just articulated."

When Ms. Hazel Cheney finished speaking, Miss Jolia couldn't help but cover her mouth, her breathing becoming rapid, and her face flushed slightly.

"The great Blood Shadow Rose Witch gave me the word of enlightenment."

She had come into contact with a lot of mystical knowledge, and she had great admiration for the great Blood Shadow Rose Witch.

The more she understood the knowledge of transcendent mysticism, the more she knew the incredible nature of it, and the more she knew the greatness and terror that existed in those myths and legends.

The realization of these myths and legends gave her unparalleled shock.

Hazel Cheney nodded slightly.

"Yes, this is likely the divine grace and gift from the Blood Shadow Rose Witch to you, and even a great inspiration to our Blood Shadow Rose."

"Okay, next, we need to record all the enlightenment that the Blood Shadow Rose Witch has given us, so... that we can better fulfill and abide by the divine mandate of the Blood Shadow Rose Witch!"

Hearing this, Jolia also became particularly serious.

She vaguely had a subconsciousness in her mind, this was a task given to her by her master, she... must complete it!

Under the blood-colored candlelight curtain.

Two witches, one explaining, one recording, they are eagerly receiving the divine mandate from the great "Blood Shadow Rose Witch"!

And Zorn, hiding in the crowd under a mask and robe, quietly admired the scene of the fish biting the hook he had cast.

What Zorn used was indeed "Ancient Thyssian."

But that cunning Hazel Cheney hid many things in the myth of the [Progenitor Witch].

For example!

She never told why the [Progenitor Witch] would give birth to the seven witch sisters in her body.

She never even explained that the seven witch sisters fed on the corpse of the [Progenitor Witch] after their birth, growing stronger.

The witches acquired the nature of the [Progenitor Witch], resentment, lewdness, cunning, joy, pain, whipping, and so on.

At the same time, the seven witches also inherited the characteristics of their respective [fathers].

And Ancient Thyssian, although called the "Language of God", does not belong to the witches, but is the language used by the ancient gods to communicate with each other.

The [Blood Shadow Rose Witch] had long been in a slumber disturbed by her father, and although she would give a certain [Sequence] response, it was obviously impossible to give clear secret words of enlightenment through "Ancient Thyssian."

As a former [Player], Zorn knew all this.

But the witches obviously didn't know.

And precisely because of the complexity of the [Blood Shadow Rose Witch].

The information transmitted by Zorn using the power of the [Evil Spirit Warlock] became more and more real.

Although the fish has bitten the hook, the subsequent investment of the Witch Sect [Blood Shadow Rose] is the important link, the real big fish.

When [Blood Shadow Rose] invests a lot of resources, and after all the hard work, finally welcomes the harvest.

That is Zorn Corrick, this world-class big BOSS, the cruel and bloody harvest of [Blood Shadow Rose].

Use the pain of [Blood Shadow Rose] to irrigate [Blood Shadow Rose].

Hope they can bloom the rose flowers that satisfy him.

Soon.

Ms. Hazel Cheney obtained the complete word of enlightenment from Jolia's mouth.

The more Ms. Hazel Cheney savored it, the more she could feel the huge secret hidden in it.

But she couldn't unlock it for a moment, she needed to seek more help.

But she had also experienced many storms, and even the despair and embarrassment of being chased by the Knights of the Church.

After taking a deep breath, Ms. Hazel Cheney suppressed her restless thoughts.

Her gaze swept across the audience, and then fell on Jolia.

Decrypting the secrets in that enlightening ancient language was important, and the cultivation of Jolia was equally important.

The new generation of witches is the root of the growth of their [Blood Shadow Rose] witch sect.

What's more, Jolia bears the hope of the revival of [Blood Shadow Rose].

She took Jolia's hand and taught her carefully.

"Our Rose Witches can see through people's hearts and desires."

"We can even go deep into their souls and complete control over them."

"We are the masters of desire, the controllers of souls, nourished by various desire flowers that bloom with deep spirituality."

"But, you must remember that people's desires are just nourishment for us."

"You must not indulge in it, you must not be trapped in it!"

"We are transcendents, gradually transcending at the physical, spiritual, and life levels, breaking away from the category of flesh and blood species."

"Ordinary humans are just vessels for carrying lust and food in front of us."

"Only when you truly realize this can you become a [Rose Witch] who stings the hearts of others, and then gives birth to delicious food."

Before, Jolia only recognized this information at the text level.

But after mastering the power of the Rose Witch.

The most ⊥ new ⊥ small ⊥ says ⊥ in ⊥ six ⊥ 9 ⊥⊥ book ⊥⊥ bar ⊥⊥ first ⊥ hair!

She looked at her friends from the past again.

When she felt from the other party, and saw many various emotions, panic, surprise, astonishment, and daze.

She deeply realized what transcendence is, and what is [Rose Witch].

She is already different from these classmates!

She gently walked among her classmates.

Like walking in a wine pool and meat forest.

She gently tapped her most beloved best friend's forehead with her finger.

Her fingertips were like tentacles, like a key opening the door to her desire and soul.

Greedily absorbing the "envy" and "resentment" and "curse" in her best friend "Hannah Becher's" heart.

"So... you are so unhappy to see me gain extraordinary power! Hannah."

"Actually resenting me for gaining mysterious power, and even cursing me in the depths of my heart, cursing me to die."

"Seeing you so unhappy, then I am so happy, my dear Hannah."

……

"Felix, sure enough... men are all species that think with their lower bodies."

"Your desire for me makes you dream about it, don't worry! Felix, I will give you a perfect dream, and then you will forever become my slave under my feet, for my use!"

……

"Traini, you... uh... okay! I didn't expect you to like Felix, don't worry, I will help you get Felix!"

……

Walking in the crowd, Jolia, who has gained extraordinary power, is like a master, like a supreme queen.

Walking in the jungle of flesh and blood, while absorbing nourishment, she transforms the desire flowers in the depths of many spiritual wills into her own "witch source matter".

At the same time, she also transforms her will into belief and injects it into her target.

Jolia, who is full of joy and arbitrarily displaying the power of [Rose Witch] in the crowd, is indulging in all this.

She doesn't know that the gift from fate has long been secretly marked with a price.

Witch who plays with people's hearts, are you ready to pay it back?

After absorbing the lust nourishment of seven or eight people.

Alia seems to have reached her limit.

The stomach of a newborn witch will not be very big.

This also allowed Zorn and several other people to escape a disaster and not become its food.

But even if it was Zorn's turn, it didn't matter, he was already prepared.

As Jolia ended this harvest and experiment on the sacrifices.

As Ms. Hazel Cheney blew out the ceremonial candles.

Everyone woke up from the trance and confusion.

At this time, everyone is still immersed in the incredible and magical scene just now.

"This time, it's just a slight witnessing of the mysterious extraordinary power."

"Remember, mystery and transcendence cannot be easily told to others."

"Only piety and faith can guide us to obtain that incredible extraordinary power."

In the explanation, Hazel Cheney also used the subconscious influence ability in the [Rose Witch] means.

This will make these "ordinary people" keep their mouths shut about this journey to witness extraordinary power.

But for Zorn, the [Star Mark Fighter] whose will is like steel, it naturally has no effect.

As the witnessing of extraordinary power ended, this tea party also came to an end.

Under the butler's farewell, Zorn boarded the carriage.

"Huh..."

Zorn, who breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed his eyebrows slightly.

"Dang...dang..."

In the distance, the bell of the sacred Lieyang rang at four o'clock in the afternoon.

Zorn's eyes fell on the setting sun in the west.

Night is coming, the blood moon is about to be staged!

"It's time to go back and prepare."

"Tonight..."

He slightly groped his palm.

"It will be a silent feast moment!"