Becoming a god by raising witches

The next second, Shadow's body shattered into pieces, dispersing into fragments of shadow.

But he has already achieved his goal.

Hiding in the mirror, Locke only felt weaker, but no other pain. This was what it felt like to lose his clone.

Shadow clones are soulless clones; even if they are killed by Krista, they will regenerate in this world the next day, just like the buildings and plants.

But the people in those coffee shops are different; they are real human beings, and if their souls are devoured, they cannot be reborn.

The previous battle between Renis and Krista had not damaged their souls, but now the demon Rebecca wanted to devour these souls in her own way, which undoubtedly violated Krista's greatest taboo.

Before Rebecca had run far, a barrier appeared in front of her, blocking her way.

The white smoke transformed into a giant, wielding a massive axe, and cleaved towards the barrier in the sky.

However, just as she broke through one layer, another appeared before her.

There were thousands of barriers in front of her, enough for her to cut through for a month.

Krista appeared behind her, her hair flying in the wind.

Rebecca felt a chill run down her spine, even though she didn't actually have a spine.

"The soul of a demon, very good. With you, this world can last for at least another year without needing to absorb the souls of others."

Krista's cold voice rang out, and Rebecca swallowed hard. She roared,

"What a joke! How could I, a demon, possibly be eaten by a monster like you!"

Rebecca's giant axe transformed into a long sword, slashing sharply and accurately at Krista.

With a gentle wave of her hand, Christa conjured up solid barriers in the air, blocking Rebecca's attack.

Rebecca frowned, conjuring up countless smoke bullets, and frantically sprayed them at Krista.

Krista slightly turned her body to the side, and a black storm swept in from all directions, silently swallowing all the bullets.

Rebecca realized something was wrong and manipulated a large amount of black smoke to spray towards the witch, trying to blind her.

But Krista doesn't need sight at all. She has the ability to control this world. With a wave of her hand, the smoke instantly dissipates, revealing Rebecca's figure.

Krista slammed her palm down, pinning Rebecca to the ground, rendering her immobile. Then, countless collapsing buildings crashed down on Rebecca.

Rebecca's body dissipated into a thick black mist, eroding all the buildings that had crashed down on her, turning them into dust and dissipating.

Rebecca transformed into a giant skeletal smoke head, opened her blood-red maw, broke through the barriers, and bit Krista.

"Hehe, I've got you."

Rebecca's saliva dripped onto Christa and began to corrode her body.

Krista drew a longsword made of her own spine from her back. Her face showed visible exhaustion, and pain contorted her expression.

She swung her sword down, and the whole world seemed to split in two, including Rebecca's body.

Rebecca suffered a severe injury, and her body tried to reassemble, but was blocked by barriers.

The barriers, like sharp knives, were constantly cutting through Rebecca's smoky body, splitting her into pieces.

"Damn it!"

Rebecca tried to slip away, only to find herself surrounded by invisible, transparent walls in all directions.

The wall gradually shrank, shrinking into a glass box.

Each transparent glass box divided the demon into 99 Rebeccas.

A faint smile appeared on Krista's lips.

"It's a fragmented soul. It seems impossible to last a year. Half a year should be enough."

"Let me go! You damned monster, do you know who I am? I am the Great Demon Rebecca! The demon who has a life-or-death bond with Renis, the sixth director of the Paranormal Investigation Bureau who is separated from her! If I die, Renis will skin you alive! Damn it, let me go!"

The 99 Rebeccas roared incessantly inside the glass box, while the black mist surged and crashed, yet they could not break free.

But the combined sound of them was so powerful, like a demonic chant, that even Locke, hiding in the mirror, could hear it clearly.

"Oh, a demon that has fallen so low as to associate with the Bureau of Paranormal Investigation, and is still smug about it. Since it has lost all demonic pride, what's the point of it still being alive?"

"Shut up! Do you think I, Rebecca the Great Demon, need to question me? I'm hiding in the Bureau of Paranormal Investigation with a shocking conspiracy. They're all just pawns I'm using. You ignorant fool, let me go now."

"Release me now! Even I, Rebecca the Great Demon King, am afraid of myself when I get ruthless."

"You damned bastard, let me out if you dare."

"Let me out, let me out!"

The numerous Rebeccas roared in unison, their chatter causing Christa's veins to bulge.

She waved her hand, and the glass box closed even tighter, silencing all the Rebeccas.

This time, Locke was 100% certain that Rebecca was under control. He hid in the mirror and witnessed everything that had just happened.

But if Rebecca's soul is absorbed by Krista, it means Krista will become stronger, which is not what I want to see.

Locke wanted a lose-lose situation.

Rebecca was definitely badly injured, but Krista didn't seem to be seriously hurt.

However, she was likely injured in her previous battle with Renis's clone.

Locke is thinking about how to deal with Krista.

The flow of time in this world must be different from that in the outside world, otherwise there's no reason why I wouldn't feel hungry even after being here for several days.

Therefore, it's highly unlikely that Rhaenys will get in so soon, and I must hold out until Director Rhaenys comes to my rescue.

Even if we don't go after Krista, we must find a way to leave this place.

Wake up Sieg and see if he has any ideas. After all, he's a seasoned investigator who has experienced far more bizarre events than you have.

With that in mind, Locke extended a few strands of his hair, turning the mirror shards into a walking "crab" that headed towards the coffee shop.

As the battle ended, everything in this world was being rebuilt, including the church on the mountaintop, the lush green lawn, and the windmills on the hillside...

Locke discovered his secret to survival: a combination of mirror tricks and hair art, essentially a turtle shell skill, provided the mirror doesn't shatter into dust.

He had only walked a short distance when he was enveloped by a mist as thin as a cicada's wing.

This fog was difficult to see even in sunlight because it was so thin.

“Despicable Locke, truce! If you can rescue me, I promise I won’t eat you! I’ll fight her with you.”

Rebecca had no other choice. Sig's mind was completely controlled. Now, only Locke could remain conscious in this world, just like her.

She couldn't stand by and watch herself be devoured by this unknown monster, so she had to seek Locke's help.

"Why should I help you? Get lost."

Locke didn't hesitate to rebuke the white mist, not wanting it to hinder his progress; he had already thought of a way to awaken Sig.

"Locke, if you don't help me, we'll die together. I'll tell Christa to hide in this mirror and let her destroy it to pieces. Let's see where you can hide then!"

Rebecca said.

Locke narrowed his eyes. Considering that mirror jumping required returning to reality from one mirror and then entering another mirror from reality, Rebecca's method would indeed lead to his gruesome death, and he might be trapped in the mirror world forever.

Moreover, Rebecca being devoured by Krista will only make Krista stronger.

Now that Rebecca is injured, it's to my advantage; there's no need to completely eliminate her.

Before Rhaenys arrives, they'd better stay united and gather more information in order to leave this place safely.

"You treacherous devil, how can I trust you?"

"I'll tell you my real name. Once you know my real name, it's like you've gained my approval. Then I can no longer kill you, and I can no longer eat you."

Locke did mention in his self-study of occult knowledge that if a demon's real name is known to a human, the demon will no longer be able to harm that human or devour their soul, but this is equivalent to that human becoming a follower of the demon.

"Do you really think I'm some clueless newbie? I won't become your follower, I won't make a deal with the devil."

Locke felt that Rebecca was incorrigible and still trying to take advantage of him.

"Damn it, what will it take for you to save me?"

“By swearing eternal loyalty to me, I can save you.”

"Impossible. I have already made a contract with Renis. The price is that she will help me find my lost soul."

“If you continue to lie, there’s no point in us communicating anymore.”

Locke decided to end the chat and let the demon fend for itself, while he would find other ways to save himself.

The demon Rebecca gritted her teeth, watching as Krista had already brought her to the coffee shop and started throwing her one by one into the fireplace, letting the strange creatures devour parts of her soul. She had no choice but to agree to Locke's request.

"I promise you! But at most, at most 100 years!"

"it is good."

Locke felt he wouldn't live to 100; 100 years would be more than enough.

The two signed a blood pact of servitude, each dripping a drop of blood, which fused together to form the simplest blood pact contract.

Of course, if you're signing a contract with a high-ranking devil, you'll need to go through a more complicated process.

But now both of them are weaklings, so this blood test method will suffice.

"So what exactly was the contract you signed with Renis?"