Becoming a god by raising witches

"Yes, that's her. She's a disciple of the Calamity Witch. As for Fini Sares, she's my disciple. They were a couple, but they're buried in two different places. If you find their graves, you can bury them together."

Rosalia Jiménez said calmly.

In fact, she had never been optimistic about this couple before, but after so many years, she had come to terms with it and felt that she shouldn't interfere too much in her disciples' love lives.

"I will try to find them and do my best to reunite them."

That's right, become my necromancer bodyguards!

As Locke was thinking this, a mouth appeared on his neck without him noticing.

After a suffocating pain, Locke fainted.

[Ding! Successfully fed the witch!]

[Randomly acquire one of the witch's abilities]

[Retrieving data...]

[Undead Fire: You can control undead fire, a flame that exists between reality and illusion, capable of inflicting damage on both the mind and body.]

[Path to Advancement: Perform 1000 Undead Fire attacks to advance to Undead Bomb.]

[Undead Bomb: You can turn the dead around you into bombs. These bombs exist between reality and illusion, causing both mental and physical damage.]

Rosalia Jiménez wiped her mouth and looked at Locke with satisfaction.

"Is it because he's too thin? He looks like he has no energy. Never mind, let's call it a day, Nana, take him away."

"Yes, Lady Rosalia Jiménez."

Nana dragged Locke into the ground, through the soil, and back to the surface.

Nana checked Locke's breathing.

"What a pity, he's still alive. I really hope Lord Locke Bemon becomes an undead soon, so we can play together more often."

"I...I can hear you."

Locke said weakly.

Nana scratched her smooth skull and said with a smile, "Lord Locke Bemon, you're awake? Would you like me to take you back to your residence?"

"No, I can do it myself."

Locke helped Nana to her feet with difficulty, feeling dizzy, and continued eating dessert.

Nana said shyly, "Lord Locke Bemon, you've touched my spine."

"I need a cane."

Locke said.

Nana generously pulled out her spine and handed it to Locke, saying, "Remember to return it to me when you're done, my friend."

"Okay, I feel a little embarrassed."

Locke, carrying Nana's spine, slowly walked out of the cemetery and waited for the carriage on a nearby road.

Finally seated in the carriage, Locke took out the candy he had prepared in his pocket, ate two pieces, and then recovered, remembering that he seemed to have just acquired a new skill.

He opened the system panel and checked the new skill, [Undead Fire].

Flames! This is a great thing; it can be used for cooking and also as an area-of-effect attack skill.

Hmm, is it just a small fireball?

A small blue fireball appeared in Locke's hand, and it seemed harmless.

Chapter 180, Druid Locke Goes Online

When Locke left the cemetery and returned home, Rebecca had already filled the kitchen with food.

Upon seeing the food, Locke's eyelids began to twitch.

"I asked you to take some ingredients, not to empty the Bureau of Investigation, Rebecca."

“Great master, you have distinguished guests visiting you today, how can I not do my best?”

Rebecca argued that she was actually afraid Locke would make her, the great devil, steal vegetables again, so she decided to do it all at once.

Forget it, Rebecca robbed the Bureau of Investigation? What does that have to do with me, Locke Bemon?

I was just a poor victim kept in the dark. If I had known this devil had a penchant for stealing, I wouldn't have brought her back and ruined my good reputation.

Locke had already prepared his lines for responding to Rhaenys's interrogation, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

“Rebecca, as a native demon, you should know the process of making the Holy Communion for the Day of Life, right? I'll leave the twelve dishes to you.”

Locke said.

"What? You weren't cooking yourself?"

Rebecca asked in surprise, having secretly vowed never to set foot in the kitchen again ever since Locke gave her a bad review.

"Although I really want to help, I was blessed by the ancient witch today. She drained my body, and I'm so weak that I can't walk. I need treatment, so I can only ask you for help tonight."

Locke shrugged helplessly.

Rebecca was even more surprised, "You have necrophilia!"

In Rebecca's view, there were no ancient witches left in the world; they were nothing more than mummies in their tombs.

Locke felt that Rebecca needed to learn from Alice the 999 tricks of communicating with her master, otherwise her mouth would be sealed with cement sooner or later.

"Alice."

“Great master, I am here.”

Alice peeked out of the servants' quarters obediently.

“You have a great talent for cooking, so you can help Rebecca prepare dinner.”

Locke said.

"Okay, master."

Ever since Rebecca was slammed against the wall and given a lesson by Eileen last time, she has been more restrained lately and hasn't caused Alice any trouble, so Alice can stay in the kitchen with her without worry.

After instructing the two maids, Locke staggered upstairs and found Eileen catching up on her nap.

"Xiao Ai, would you like to learn a new magic spell, the healing spell of the Life Cult, which can quickly restore health?"

Locke waved the book in his hand, its cover so badly damaged that even the title was illegible.

But that doesn't matter. What matters is that it was a gift from Lux. The perfect nun doesn't lie. This blood-regeneration technique suits her well, and it is indeed a type of healing technique from the Life School.

The healing arts of the Life School are very complex, basically enough to support a hospital's registration system. They cover healing external injuries, internal injuries, blood, and purification, and are further divided into chanting magic, ritual magic, herbal magic, and special magic.

The blood-regenerating spell Lux gives is a specific category of healing magic, created by a saint named Ophelia Bulgan. It is said that 100 years ago, vampires invaded the saint's homeland, and her relatives and friends were drained of their blood. In order to save them, this gifted saint created this special healing magic.

However, as the major sects grew stronger, the living space of vampires was squeezed, and many were captured and used as research subjects. Most vampires chose to hide, so this magic lost its former glory and could only lie quietly in the magic book collecting dust.

As for why Locke knew these things, it was because the preface of the magic book described such a story. Although he lacked magical talent, he was no longer illiterate and could understand these prefaces.

Eileen opened her eyes and noticed Locke's weakened state, so she reached out and took the magic book from him.

After only 10 minutes, Eileen closed the magic book and waved to Locke.

"come over."

"Ok?"

Locke looked at Eileen with suspicion. Surely there were words she didn't recognize?

"I will heal you."

Eileen said calmly.

"Wait, you've already learned it?"

Locke asked in surprise.

Eileen nodded slightly. "Yes, it's an intermediate-level spell. It's not difficult at all. The only drawback is that it can't heal itself; it can only heal others. Oh, don't tell me you haven't learned it."

Huh? It can only heal others? Not itself? Then what does Lux mean by giving me this book?

In order to maintain his image as a gifted individual (otherwise it would be impossible to explain how he learned such a difficult spell as fusion magic), Locke said, "Of course I can."

"lie."

Eileen ruthlessly exposed him.

Okay, it's better to be honest with Eileen.

Locke wiped the sweat from his brow and walked over to Eileen.

Eileen chanted a spell, and a green light rushed into Locke's body. Locke felt his whole body enveloped in a warm current.

Immediately afterwards, his skin turned a faint green, and then tree bark grew directly from it.

"Wait, Xiao Ai, does this healing magic have any side effects?"

"Locke, who has transformed into a tree-man druid, asked."

"There are no side effects, it just temporarily turns you into a druid. Photosynthesis is the foundation of blood production."