Becoming a god by raising witches

Alice immediately noticed the anomaly in her presence and said, feeling wronged.

"It's not Rebecca, it's me."

Locke said, "I want to try out my new ability. You stay here and come in to report the time when you can move. Hmm, it's 11 p.m. now."

"Ah, Master, no! I don't want to stand here, Rebecca will devour me!"

"She didn't dare."

Locke said calmly.

Rebecca swallowed hard; it seemed her plan to eat Alice today was ruined.

She originally planned to eat Alice first, and then challenge the witch Irene to see how much her strength had increased, but now it seems that she can't do that anymore.

'That bastard Locke Bemon, he couldn't have come back at the worst possible time!'

Rebecca complained to herself, of course unaware that Locke possessed the ability to hear thoughts.

'Waaaah, why am I always the one who gets hurt? When will the vampires be able to stand up again?'

Hey, it's not that vampires can't stand up, it's that you're too weak.

Locke inwardly grumbled and glared at Rebecca.

"You come in with me."

"Oh."

Rebecca obediently followed Locke into the kitchen.

"As a great being who helped you replenish one-third of your soul, it's not unreasonable to ask you to make me a midnight snack, is it?"

"That's not excessive. What would you like to eat?"

Rebecca felt that Locke was quite reliable this time, at least more reliable than Renis, who had always treated her like a fool. He helped her regain some of her strength. Although Renis was an ungrateful demon, she was very good at judging situations.

"I've been teaching you cooking for so long, it's time for you to unleash your creativity. Create your own dish, and as long as I approve of it, I'll tell you some good news."

"What good news?"

"Wouldn't there be no surprise if you told me now? Think it over carefully. I'll give you an hour to make it and bring it upstairs. If you're not satisfied, I won't tell you anything."

'What good news? Keeping it a secret, and giving this devil a test! Hmph, I'll show you my creativity! You must make an amazing dish!'

Unbeknownst to her, Rebecca, the demon who had been led down the path of culinary arts by Locke, uttered these words of her own.

Locke nodded in satisfaction, already planning to rate Rebecca's cooking as substandard regardless of its quality, as punishment for her malicious intent.

Locke went upstairs to look for Eileen, who was sleeping.

He had already discovered Eileen's secret: each time she devoured a witch's heart, she needed to spend a lot of time sleeping and digesting the power of the witch's heart during her sleep.

Of course, this is also related to her proud nature, which considers herself Locke's master and dislikes following servants around like a pet all day long.

Most of the time, Eileen prefers to act alone, unless she is particularly craving something sweet, in which case she will go to the Bureau of Extraordinary Events with Locke, just to mooch off Renis's food.

Eileen was indeed in her room, lying on the bed in an elegant posture, fast asleep, like Sleeping Beauty in a fairy tale.

Sensing Locke's approach, she opened her beautiful eyes.

"When did you develop the bad habit of not knocking before entering a room?"

"Excuse me, Xiao Ai, I've mastered a new skill today. Could you help me test it?"

Locke said politely.

"it is good."

Eileen readily agreed, "I've also acquired some new powers and need someone to test them."

"I recommend Rebecca."

Locke immediately said, "Her soul is now two-thirds complete, so you should be able to do a test."

Eileen narrowed her eyes, looking at Locke with suspicion.

I only want to hit people, not get hit.

It fits Locke's character perfectly.

"I am very weak right now."

Locke covered his forehead.

"let's start."

Eileen sat up in bed, barefoot, and gently stepped onto the floor, signaling Locke not to waste his time.

Locke immediately activated the [Shadow Gun Shot] skill.

It instantly froze Eileen's feet.

Eileen immediately noticed the anomaly.

"It's the power of shadows, that's true. But even if you freeze my shadow, you still can't control me."

After Eileen finished speaking, vines appeared in her palm. The vines quickly extended into a giant hand, grabbing Locke and binding him like an open net.

Locke raised his hands. "I surrender."

Eileen retracted the vines, and her feet were able to move again.

Locke was certain that his Shadow Gun Shot could only last for 2 seconds on Eileen.

So if Rebecca were to test herself against Irene, she would most likely end up getting beaten up.

It seems that even with two-thirds of his power restored, this demon is still no match for Eileen.

Rebecca, confident of defeating any witch except the ancient witch, was already humming a little tune in the kitchen.

"Haha, once I've cooked my meal and dealt with that bastard Locke Bemon, I'll go and duel Rococo to avenge myself. I'll show you the power of a great demon! How can a mere witch compare to me, the great demon? From now on, you'll be serving me tea and water! Hahahaha."

Rebecca's laughter reached Eileen's ears.

Eileen raised an eyebrow, feeling that the sparring partner Locke had chosen for her really needed to be taught a lesson. As a servant's servant, he had no self-awareness at all.

"Xiao Ai, do you know the necromancer Rosalia Jiménez?"

Locke asked.

"So you couldn't resist and peeked into the contents of 'The Witch's Revelation' after all?"

Eileen countered with a question.

"No, I met Him today."

Locke said frankly.

Eileen's eyes widened slightly. "You met Rosalia Jimenez?"

"Yes, I just went to the cemetery... That's how it is. It all happened so suddenly and by chance."

Locke recounted his experiences of the day, and Eileen stroked her chin.

"A normal person has only a one in ten thousand chance of encountering a witch in their lifetime, and only one at that. You, however, far exceed that probability. This time, you unexpectedly met an ancient witch. You do indeed possess a certain attraction to witches."

"This is not the time to discuss attraction. Is Rosalia Jiménez really one of the twelve ancient witches? Do you know anything about her?"

Locke looked at Eileen expectantly. To him, apart from his crybaby colleague Boyd, Eileen was the most learned person around him.

"She is indeed one of the twelve ancient witches. It is said that she perished in the great war. It is unexpected that she survived in such a special way. If it is her, perhaps she can suppress the Infinite Serpent within you and find a way to save Hannah."

Eileen said slowly, "But she is also a very difficult witch to serve. Only the undead can follow her, because the undead can die many times. She didn't kill you directly and then resurrect you. You are very lucky."

What does "extremely difficult to serve" mean? Eccentric temperament? Irritable and easily angered? Bloodthirsty and cruel?

Locke asked in succession.

Eileen shook her head. "It's because he's too confident."

Locke deeply agreed with this; he was indeed very confident.

Why is self-confidence so difficult to cultivate?

"Because once He has made up His mind, if the facts are different from what He has determined, He will be angry and feel that He has been deceived, and thus He will punish Him. In the era when humans were protected by witches, the people of a city-state built the Witch Tower to thank the witches for their protection. Rosalia Jiménez thought it was built for Him, so she went there gladly. However, when she arrived in the city-state, she found out that it was built for another witch. So He turned all the people of the city-state into immortals and said that this was a blessing for them, wishing them eternal life."

Eileen said slowly.

Holy crap, Rosalia Jiménez thinks I'm in love with Him! Luckily I was cautious and didn't directly say it was a misunderstanding, otherwise I probably wouldn't be back today!

Locke felt a chill run down his spine and broke out in a cold sweat as he thought about this.

Why are His eyes covered by a black veil?

"That's because He was cursed by the Witch of Light at birth, and His eyes have been unable to see light ever since. The Witch of Light is also an ancient witch. He became one of the twelve witches earlier than Rosalia Jiménez. Rosalia Jiménez's mother was the Witch of Light's sister, named Hilbetty Revens. Rosalia Jiménez was born from an affair between Hilbetty Revens and the Witch of Light's husband. This secret is also recorded in the 'Witch Revelation'."

Chapter 175, Top-Tier Talent

As Locke listened to Eileen's description, he suddenly felt as if he were reading Greek mythology. Of course, such immoral acts were actually very common among the ancient nobility, and there were even many cases of intermarriage within families, resulting in the birth of freaks.

It's quite surprising that the two ancient witches have an inexplicable blood relationship and grudges, and that such a secret is even recorded in "The Witch's Revelation".

Seeing Locke's surprised expression, Eileen explained,

"The Witch Apocalypse is very detailed, especially the experiences of the 12 ancient witches. Only with sufficient detail can people have the opportunity to experience their lives firsthand, thereby planting the seeds of revival in the spiritual realm."