The witch thought I am a Demon God

In the living room of Maximian's castle, Ivita looked at Christine and the Hearthstone Witch with a pursed lips. The Hearthstone Witch said to Ivita: "I told you about your idea of ​​creating a Dark Soul. I met the jungle hunter elders, and they asked me to give you a piece of knowledge on how to create the Dark Soul."

"An ancient classic that was obtained unintentionally by hunters. According to legend, it contains huge secrets. Therefore, hunters offended many enemies because of it. Hunters called it the [Book of Disaster]. Until now, hunters Give it to you.”

Ivita took the so-called Book of Disasters and understood the contents of the book by relying on the words learned in the ancient library. The words written on the book were the "Complete Collection of Secret Cult of Secret Char".

This book comes from an ancient religion, so old that it was considered a school of occult magic in ancient times, and it does record the knowledge of the Dark Soul. But I'm afraid that the people from the Mychar Secret Magic Society still exist and are constantly harassing the hunters.

As a result, the hunters simply gave this book, which was of no use to them, to Ivita as a resource to please Ivita.

Christine reminded Ivita: "There are many madmen behind this book. If you find it troublesome, you can return the book to me."

Ivita knew she meant well, but shook her head, "I'm not afraid of people from these secret magic societies."

Kristen was stunned for a moment and rolled her eyes. "Yes, you are not what you used to be. But I suggest you be careful of the human aliens in your territory. They may have evil intentions and betray you at a critical moment. The jungle once tried to coexist with the Dark Night clan, but we All I got was betrayal."

Ivita glanced at the Hearthstone Witch, who quickly changed the subject and extinguished the upcoming dispute in the castle hall.

The Hearthstone Witch said to Ivita: "To create the Dark Soul, currently, the information we know is that we need to create three groups of three potions, and our own magic level and magic theory knowledge must reach the highest level among witches and wizards. level."

"That is, the highest level among mortals."

Ivita nodded silently.

The highest level among mortals?

But the magic level of the Witch Queens is incredible to the extreme.

Thanks to the ancient great library, his knowledge of theoretical magic is as good as that of any witch or wizard.

As for the three types of potions in each group, a total of three groups require nine potions.

The Hearthstone Witch said to Ivita: "We used the knowledge about Dark Soul to piece together the names and methods of some potions. The potions we know now are [Ultimate Eye of the Sun Potion], [Ultimate Eye of the Moon] Potion], [Ultimate Soul of the Void Potion], [Ultimate Purple God Potion], as well as the [Past Dusk Potion] that requires the use of ancestral spirits, and the [Ultimate Door of Truth Potion] that requires the use of part of the souls of witches and wizards ]."

"These are two groups of potions. The sun, moon, and void are all material group potions. Purple God, Dusk, and Truth are soul group potions. But for the last group of dark group potions, we don't have any formulas on hand."

The Hearthstone Witch said to Ivita: "Legend has it that when a wizard and a witch who have reached the pinnacle of magic skills take six of the nine potions at the same time, they may be able to create a dark soul. But in fact, it can It’s best to get nine potions.”

Ivita nodded. In fact, the most basic potion group only requires the material group and the soul group, but this has a high failure rate, and even if it succeeds, it will affect the quality of the dark soul.

All nine types of potions need to be prepared by the wizard himself. Each top-level magic potion can not be successful just by relying on the formula. Configuring the magic potion itself is a test of the wizard's magical understanding, magic path and inner belief.

Ivita even noticed that unlike the previous path of magic promotion, wizards who have reached this stage have made more use of external materials and technologies to improve their magic level.

This shows that the essence of a high-level wizard who has a light soul is already very high. Now pursuing the dark soul is just looking for the possibility of further improvement in the impossible.

The Hearthstone Witch said to Ivita: "Although we don't have all the materials for four of the potions, the Sun, the Moon, the Void and the Purple God, it is not difficult to find them with our current status. It just costs a lot."

"The materials for the Past Dusk potion and the Gate of Ultimate Truth potion are the most difficult. The Gate of Ultimate Truth requires fragments of the wizard's own soul, but the wizard protects his own soul very strictly. How can he make a self-destructing soul? This is something that is not consistent with common sense. Moreover, the so-called Door of Truth is needed as the main material of the potion. In addition, the potion needs the spirit of the ancestors and the core materials of the destroyed higher world, and it must be the higher level after the destruction. The core material of the world.”

Ivita was silent in her heart.

Sure enough, it is very difficult to create a dark soul. Even if these potions are manufactured, it may not be possible to successfully create a dark soul.

Ivita said: "The knowledge in the mother river of knowledge says that there is another potential qualification for promotion, that is, a wizard with a light soul must be able to drink these potions. A wizard without a light soul will be dead the moment he drinks these potions. It will be backlashed and turned into a mindless magical monster, causing trouble everywhere in this world."

Kristen covered her mouth. "I often envy you wizards for being able to advance to the fifth level. But I didn't expect that this fifth level would be so dangerous and require so much price."

Her eyes suddenly looked at Ivita and the Hearthstone Witch with alertness. "I once heard about a crazy witch who created a plague to kill the city, and used blood magic to force the door of truth to reappear in the world."

"You won't do the same thing, right?"

The Hearthstone Witch is righteous. "Wolves can eat sheep. Anyone who dares to stop it is violating the natural cycle of the world."

Kristen looked at her with increasingly evil eyes.

Ivita interrupted the two of them and said: "Don't worry, Miss Christine, does this country still need to kill people to gather blood magic?"

"I plan to go there to gather blood magic during the sixth siege of Ambrose City to force out the Gate of Truth."

The Hearthstone Witch clapped her hands and said, "Okay, okay. This will save our hands from getting dirty."

Christine smiled bitterly and nodded at Ivita's words. She couldn't deny Ambrose's situation now.

Christine still regarded Ivita as her best friend, and asked Ivita: "Then shouldn't you be in a hurry to go to Ambrose now? I heard that the obsessive-compulsive Viscount has besieged Ambrose five times, and now It was the sixth time. Every time they besieged their city, they cut off the channels for transporting food in their city, and deliberately sent people to throw plague-infected corpses into their water sources. They said it was a war, but in fact they wanted to kill the civilians in the city."

"The obsessive-compulsive disorder Viscount is still very proud of this, but his own territory has been cleaned three times by the city guild leaders. War is like this. As long as no one can stop the war, you can't say who is right and who is wrong. Who are you fighting for?"

Christine said to Ivita: "If you are determined to take over this place, why don't you go quickly?"

Ivita looked strange. "If there were only the viscount and the guild leaders, I would raise the army now. But Ambrose's current composition is too complicated, and I'm afraid that if I go, I will fall into it. But Christine, there is no need to worry too much, I will take a step forward because of this.”

"Because I have a new idea."

"I invited you here this time because I want you to help me find an existence."

Christine gave him a strange look. She didn't know what bad idea Iveta had for the obsessive-compulsive Viscount. "whats the matter?"

Ivita said to Christine: "I think you have broken through the limits of a hunter and reached the fourth level. You should have often sensed that as long as you exert power beyond the third level, there is something secretly spying on you."

Kristen hesitated, then nodded. "I know what you mean. You're afraid that if you don't solve this hidden danger, or at least confirm this hidden danger, and it can't pose a threat to you, you're afraid that it will attack you."

Ivita said: "Yes."

"Furthermore, I think this hidden danger may be related to one of our real enemies that has been lurking in the dark."

Ivita whispered to Christine: "I suspect that this enemy may be related to the enemies of the Human Empire."

When she heard about the enemies of mankind, Christine's originally lazy eyes changed, and she no longer listened to the story. "Xiaoyi, this is not good."

"Then we must solve it. I know why you came to me. As a hunter, I do have more sense than you. What's more, I have lived in Ambrose for more than ten years, and I have eaten more meat than you. It’s a lot of salt to live with. I will take you to the direction where you can spy on the source of our existence, but I can’t defeat him. You can lead your own troops to protect you and me.”

Ivita coughed. "Did you use the slang word backwards? Of course I can't eat more salt than you eat meat. I don't live by eating salt alone."

Christine rolled her eyes at him. "How are you going to deal with the Viscount and the others?"

Ivita grew serious. "Fraud."

…

Outside the city of Ambrose.

Not long after the puppet man left, the obsessive-compulsive viscount was about to order the troops to retreat to avoid attacking the city in the rain. Suddenly, a middle-aged male nobleman wearing a black robe with a golden sun pattern embroidered on the top led a group of similar soldiers. There are crazy believers in his eyes, coming from outside the army.

The middle-aged male noble who took the lead, Zhou Shen, seemed to have an invisible power of telepathy, causing the surrounding troops to avoid him.

Many wizards and high-level knights hidden in the army from various countries originally wanted to stop him. After all, the army was not a place where jokes could be made.

Whoever wants to come in, come in.

It's just that those wizards gave in after colliding with the mental power of Ivita 2, and they were still wondering why such a powerful wizard entered Ambrose.

Is it because he ignored Ambrose's death curse for high-level professionals?

Since the level of wizard marquis is already the most extreme combat power that the king can command in the kingdom, Ivita's magic level is considered to be the top in Ambrose at this time.

Ivita No. 2 walked up to the tall horse ridden by the obsessive-compulsive disorder Viscount and shook her head. "My Lord Viscount, what is bothering you, I can help you."

The obsessive-compulsive viscount looked suspiciously. "You? Who are you? Too many people have visited me recently? There is a big country behind them all."

Iveta said 'oh' in her heart.

This is where everyone regards you as a potential audience for fraud.

Ivita said simply: "I can't say my identity. I represent the higher-ups."

Ivita 2 pointed to the sky.

above?

After the obsessive-compulsive disorder Viscount was stunned for a short time, he began to think quickly about which force sent the envoy, but could not mention his name.

church?

No, the church can mention it.

That's...the empire.

The obsessive-compulsive viscount looked at Ivita in confusion. Because the empire did not dare to directly take sides, it secretly sent a witch marquis-level wizard and dozens of powerful combat forces to help him?

The obsessive-compulsive viscount asked hurriedly: "Is it the empire?"

Iveta continued to laugh and did not answer, but changed the topic, "Anyway, I am here to help you attack the city. Lord Viscount, you can arrange us into your army. Our support for you is better than that group of people who look like The voice is huge, but the thunder is loud, and the raindrops are small. The countries are more clear and powerful."

The obsessive-compulsive viscount rolled his eyes. "What does the Empire need from me?"

Ivita's eyes look at her nose, and her nose looks at her heart. "Nobility is the core of the ruling order."

The obsessive-compulsive viscount burst into laughter. "Okay, okay, the imperial envoy quickly joins my army. I will ask my deputy to make arrangements for you and prepare accommodation and food for you."

He didn't fully believe that Ivita and the others had come from unknown sources. After Ivita and the others left, he said to the deputy general beside him: "Keep an eye on them."

"Although it is impossible to use the Witch Marquis as a spy, you still have to be careful."

"We can only trust them after they go on stage and kill many civilians in Ambrose City."

The deputy said to the obsessive-compulsive Viscount with admiration: "Viscount should be cautious."

…

At the same time, in the hall of the Ambrose City Council, Ivita's clone made with giant magic was sitting in the hall, sound asleep. When everyone in the Ambrose City Council entered the council, he belatedly realized wake up.

The members of the Council whispered and looked at the giant with horrified eyes.

"Is this the giant from the northern giant country who came to help us?"

"Since when did giants also like to build a republic?"

"What the hell, this giant is too powerful. He should be our friend. If he were our enemy, wouldn't we be unlucky?"

Thus, Ivita alone became the honored guest of both parties.

He can even use his true body to find the location of Ambrose's curse.

Only then did Ivita understand the benefits of clone magic. It was so satisfying for one person to do three things at the same time.