Becoming a god by raising witches

Rosalia Jiménez explained in advance that because she was a witch, and a necromancer at that, she rarely used life magic after learning fusion magic.

"It's okay, I just want to learn from you."

The main problem is that no witch in the Church of Life is willing to teach me.

Locke thought to himself.

"Ok."

Rosalia Jiménez snapped her fingers, summoning a hideous zombie.

"This is a magic called blessing, also known as the gift of life."

A green dot appeared on Rosalia Jiménez's finger and merged into the zombie.

The zombie's abdomen quickly and eerily swelled up, accompanied by a heart-wrenching roar.

"Waaaaah~~~~ Waaaaaah wa ...

"Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch! Ah, it hurts so much, I'm going to die! I'm a grown man, and I'm pregnant! Ahhhhh, I'm going to die! Lady Rosalia Jiménez, kill me! Don't humiliate me!"

Hearing the zombies' painful cries, Locke also felt the phantom pain.

"Those who receive the blessing will experience the pain of childbirth, and the speed and strength of the labor will decrease accordingly."

Rosalia Jiménez provided the commentary.

The already grotesque zombies looked even more ferocious, albeit in a state of painful grotesqueness.

Locke felt a chill run down his spine. This is supposed to be a blessing? Is it some kind of magic that makes anyone pregnant just by glaring at them?

Is the gift of life really such a terrifying thing?

"So you're just experiencing pain, but the goal isn't actually giving birth, right?"

Locke asked tentatively.

Rosalia Jiménez said calmly,

"That depends on your magical skill. Ordinary blessings will only cause pain, and what will be born will not be a living being, but probably just a lump of flesh and blood."

"But if you have enough talent, an ordinary blessing can be upgraded and give birth to a real life form, like the magic I cast."

Rosalia Jiménez pointed at the zombie and accelerated the swelling of its abdomen, eventually giving birth to a baby zombie in front of Locke.

The large zombie held the small zombie and wept uncontrollably.

"Waaaaah, I gave birth! I gave birth! A lovely child! Waaaaah! Thank you, Lady Rosalia Jiménez, three hundred years after my death, I finally have a child of my own!"

'Mommy, I'm hungry, hungry, hungry, I want to nurse.'

The little zombie reached out and tugged at the big zombie's chest.

The large zombie hit the small zombie on the head with a big punch.

"I'm a grown man, where would I get breast milk? If you keep making a fuss, I'll beat you to death, you believe me?"

Yes, there is maternal love, but not much.

Locke came to this conclusion.

"Yes, I can make the dead give birth, and I can also make the living give birth to immortals."

Rosalia Jiménez concluded.

Locke felt that this life magic was too strange. It seemed to be a unique skill of the necromancer, and it was indeed different from traditional life magic.

To help the talentless Locke grasp the essence of the Gift of Life and understand the circuitry of magic, Rosalia Jiménez patiently conceived several zombies.

The adult male zombie, after giving birth to five children, finally succumbed to his injuries and died in childbirth.

Of course, zombies are inherently dead; he's just dying in pain, which doesn't mean he's truly dead.

After a while, he will be able to stand up again and take on the difficult task of supporting his family.

This was something he had never imagined three hundred years after his death.

"Nana, take this family of six down with you."

Rosalia Jiménez rubbed her temples, finding them filthy, devoid of beauty, and an affront to her already blind eyes.

"Yes, Lady Rosalia Jiménez."

Nana immediately took the male zombie who had died from the pain and his five children down with her.

Locke also freed himself from the emotions of saving others.

'Sigh, judging from that expression, he definitely hasn't learned it yet.'

Rosalia Jiménez sighed silently, looked at Locke, and slowly spoke.

"Then, it's my turn to pay the price."

"At your service anytime."

Locke, who hadn't learned it yet, could only hope to get it by feeding it; perhaps feeding it would grant him this domineering, insidious, and vicious blessing skill.

Rosalia Jiménez bit Locke's neck again.

Surprisingly, Locke did not feel any pain this time.

That's because Rosalia Jiménez created many Lockes using flesh magic, just to practice how to suck blood without causing them pain.

Rosalia Jiménez did not want to scare away her only admirer by being too eager for his flesh and blood.

Therefore, she also has a gentle side.

After biting off the necks of several "Locks," she finally figured out the trick.

For a gifted necromancer, this was no difficult task.

Locke felt his blood slowly draining away and heard the system notification.

[Ding! Successfully fed the witch!]

[Randomly acquire one of the witch's abilities]

[Retrieving data...]

[Gift of Life: Your index finger possesses the ability to impregnate a target, causing them to experience the pain of childbirth, reducing their speed and strength by one-third, and causing them to continuously lose health until they give birth to a lump of flesh, which you can name Locke's Fleshball.]

[Path to Advancement: Use Life's Grace 1000 times to advance to Life's Endowment.]

[Life Grant: Your index finger possesses the ability to impregnate a target, causing them to experience the pain of childbirth, halving their speed and strength, and causing them to continuously lose health until a random undead creature is born (skeletons are the most likely candidate). You can consider this your child, and the newborn undead will obey your commands.]

What disgusting skill?

Locke looked at his index finger with a wry smile. Where would he have to stick his finger to get the other person pregnant?

Fortunately, he managed to control his right hand and prevented his index finger from poking the nearest undead witch.

Otherwise, he would be responsible for Rosalia Jiménez.

Of course, it's highly likely that his neck was broken.

Rosalia Jiménez, having drunk enough blood, released the pale-faced Locke.

Do you need me to heal you?

She asked considerately.

"No need, I have healing... I have support."

Locke spoke in a language Rosalia Jiménez couldn't understand. In order to verify his skill as soon as possible, he needed to leave this place of trouble.

We can't let the zombie man get pregnant six more times, that would be too cruel.

After bidding farewell to the ancient witch Rosalia Jiménez, Locke and Nana arrived at the surface of the graveyard.

Black Cat Irene is waiting for him here.

Eileen helped Locke recover his health and asked him about his day's gains.

"Yes, I've learned the magic of the Blessing of Life. I need a test subject to see how it works."

Locke said honestly.

Eileen pointed to the pipe at his waist.

Locke's eyes lit up. Yes, Rebecca! We can let her try it out!

The weakened demon Rebecca was summoned from Locke's pipe.

"Rock Bemon, is there something you need from me?"

"I've learned a new blessing spell, would you like to try it?"

"bless?"

Rebecca's eyes lit up.

'Has Locke Bemon finally had a change of heart? He's actually going to use a blessing spell on me!'

"What kind of blessing magic is it? I'll try it and see if it works."

Because it was Rosalia Jiménez's territory, even Rebecca didn't dare to eavesdrop, so she didn't know what kind of blessing magic Locke had learned.

"Since you've agreed, then I have no more concerns."