Becoming a god by raising witches

“I saw Mrs. Malvina’s stomach burst open, and a person who looked exactly like me emerged.”

Has he caught up?

"No, he's gone far away, but I always feel that if I leave him alone, something bad will probably happen."

Sieg said nervously.

Locke nodded and turned his horse around.

"Aren't we going to run away?"

Sieg asked.

"Before we escape, let's deal with that imposter. If he gets infiltrated into the Bureau of Investigation, it could cause even bigger trouble."

Locke was mainly afraid of the emergence of another version of himself, and also worried that the people around him would be copied.

So let's take care of the first clone, Sig, and also test what abilities the clones have.

The white horse carried the two back to the vicinity of the carriage. Lady Malvina appeared to be completely dead, lying motionless in a pool of blood, her expression one of agony.

Sieg threw a purification spell at her, and green spores quickly sprouted on her body.

“Poor Lady Malvina, I will miss you.”

The two quickly caught up with Sieg's replica.

The replica turned around, saw Locke, and said with a smile.

"Locke, my friend, have you come to take me back?"

"Damn it, you rude thing, you should call me Uncle Locke, and call me Dad."

Sieg roared behind Locke.

“I didn’t come looking for you, but you came looking for me first. Perfect, I can’t live long without killing you.”

The replica sneered, stopped, and turned into a fighting stance.

"Heh, you don't have a single strange item, what are you going to use to fight me?"

Sieg leaped off his horse, drew his longsword from his waist, and the sword transformed into two vines that wrapped around the replica's body.

"Having relied on strange objects for so long, have you forgotten that you yourself are strange?"

The replica spoke calmly, its skin gradually hardening, its size increasing, and finally it transformed into a 5-meter-tall tree-man.

The tree-man waved its arms, grabbed two thin vines, and pulled them over with tremendous force, along with Sieg.

Sieg landed face down, dragging a deep furrow in the ground.

"Damn it, that's the biggest difference between you and me. I'd rather die than become this ugly."

Sieg cursed and said to Locke,

"Locke, teach this ugly nephew a lesson!"

Chapter 106, The Imposter

Locke's hair grew longer and wrapped around the tree-man's lower body.

The tree-man's thick vines lashed out. At that distance and speed, Locke had no chance to dodge. In addition, there were no buildings nearby for him to use as leverage. Even though his hair was as tough as spider silk, he couldn't escape and could only ask Eileen for help.

He touched the mask on his face. In reality, Eileen had accompanied Locke to the masquerade ball the entire time, but she was in the form of a mask.

Now that she knew the other party might be targeting her, Eileen wouldn't just sit idly by and wait to die.

Invisible threads extended from the mask that Eileen had transformed into, binding Locke's hands and feet.

Just as the cane was about to strike Locke's face, Eileen maneuvered Locke into a backflip, dismounting him and quickly dodging the attack.

The white horse was whipped in two by the rattan cane, its flesh mangled and bloody, before crashing to the ground, leaving a furrow in the earth.

Locke swallowed hard and glanced at Sieg.

"Was your true form really this strong?"

"What 'original body'? I am the original body!"

Sieg said dejectedly.

Locke's long hair tightly wrapped around the treant's lower body. The treant roared angrily and extended its roots deep into the soil, a speed that could have pulled Locke entirely into the ground.

Just as Locke was about to be buried alive, he managed to cut off the hair of the tree-controlling beings and use his body coordination to maintain his balance.

Just as he was about to make a tactical retreat, his body disobeyed him and was controlled by Eileen to rush forward quickly.

Locke hadn't expected his speed to be so fast; afterimages were already appearing beneath his feet.

The tree-man sensed danger and immediately extended two enormous vines to block its path.

Locke reached out and grabbed the two vines, forcefully pulling them directly off the tree-man.

The tree-man let out a painful cry.

To Locke's surprise, his body leaped uncontrollably from the ground, like a nimble cheetah, and in the next moment climbed onto the tree-man's tall and burly body.

The tree-man trembled slightly, and Locke wore an innocent expression.

However, his hand movements and facial expressions were extremely inconsistent; his hands had already penetrated deep into the tree-man's body, and he began to frantically destroy the tree-man's internal structure.

"what--"

The tree-man screamed in agony, its body swelling up before it was completely dismembered.

"It's going to self-destruct! Get out of the way!"

Sieg shouted a reminder.

Locke retreated quickly, his body seemingly pulled by threads, stepping on the air, moving away from the exploding tree like a ghost.

Boom——

Amidst the deafening explosion, a blinding flash of light illuminated the surrounding dark streets.

Locke and Sieg then noticed that many black, unidentified monsters were lurking around them.

These monsters came in various shapes, resembling soft slimes with raised pustules on their bodies. They were wriggling towards Locke and Sieg like snails, without making a sound.

They will even devour each other when they get close to each other.

"What the hell is this?"

Locke cursed.

The treant did not die after the explosion; before the explosion, it had already expelled its original body.

On the other side, the clone Sig stood up, grabbed Sig again, and revealed a cruel expression.

"As long as I kill you, I can exist forever!"

"Damn imposter, don't even think about replacing me."

Using the ring on his hand, Sieg altered the attack path of the already weakened replica. He wrapped the replica's body with his vine sword, then delivered a powerful punch to the replica's abdomen, piercing through it and quickly ending the replica's life.

Before Locke stood a soft monster, its size equivalent to an entire wall.

The monster seemed to be covered in a thick layer of mud, which could submerge and engulf everything.

Sieg lit the clone he had just killed and threw it at the monster.

The monster's body burst into flames, allowing Locke and Sieg to see its appearance clearly.

A giant, soft, mud-like monster that is 10 meters tall and 20 meters wide.

It has no eyes on its face and seems unafraid of flames; even if its body is set on fire, it feels no pain.

"Damn it, this is a mud monster. It's very difficult to deal with. It's completely impervious to pain and will keep devouring things around it. It attacks by relying on its sense of smell and touch. The only way to kill it is to explode it from the inside, turning it into a pile of mud, and then freeze it in time."

Sieg said, frowning.

Locke touched the mask, and Eileen indicated that she wouldn't explode, didn't want to get involved in such filth, and wouldn't freeze.

"It's so slow, it definitely can't catch up with us. We should escape first and go back to find the chief to solve the problem."

Locke believed that although the Mud Monster looked scary, it was clearly not as threatening as Sig's clone. Now that Sig's clone had been dealt with, they could escape safely.

Sieg shook his head.

“This mud monster looks slow, but it’s actually very fast. Look, it was just 10 meters away from us, and now it’s right in front of us.”

Locke discovered that this was indeed the case.

"You can't fight or beat this mud monster. If you touch it, it will swallow you whole. It's disgusting. It would be great if you had a freezing talisman."

Sieg complained.

"Sieg, aren't you capable of exploding? How about you sacrifice yourself?"

Locke looked at Sieg.

The mud monster is right in front of us. Since we can't escape it, we have no choice but to face it.

"I do not want it."

Before Sieg could finish refusing, Locke grabbed him by the hair and threw him at the mud monster.