Becoming a god by raising witches

Wait, the beautiful vampire on the bed isn't a woman? It's...it's a man?

Locke rubbed his eyes and saw clearly the count's third mistress's appearance. Although she was wearing a dress, her frame was obviously a bit wide and her chest was very flat. She was a man!

However, he was even prettier than the maids.

So, Count Sebastião is gay!

I'm afraid Eileen doesn't know that this is the truth.

“Sister, please stop reading my sins. I am no longer a follower of the Church of Life.”

Count Sebastião pulled his partner to his feet and spoke to the nun before him.

"If that's the case, then you are a heretic, and as a heretic, you must be judged by the court."

The nun opened the Codex of St. Anne and began chanting incantations. Vines grew from the ground and bound the two women. The maids screamed in fright and huddled in a corner, trembling with fear.

The effeminate-looking male vampire also attacked the nun.

His figure appeared beside the nun like a ghost, and his sharp claws fell swiftly, slashing a long gash across the nun's neck.

To Locke's surprise, the male vampire's attack not only injured the nun holding the codex, but also himself.

Shouldn't this just be an illusion? How could it hurt me?

Locke clutched his neck, feeling utterly dejected. Who could understand how even a bystander, watching a fragment of history, could be hurt?

Fortunately, only a shallow bloodstain was left on his neck, and his major artery was not severed.

At that moment, Count Sebastião, the male vampire, the nun, and the maids all seemed to be able to see Locke.

The male vampire smelled Locke's blood, and his expression became excited.

"who are you?"

The nun looked at Locke in surprise.

It felt like Locke was suddenly pulled into a time warp and saw people who had been dead for over a hundred years fighting.

Then these dead men discovered Locke, the intruder, and suddenly they all became united against him.

“I smell misfortune; I cannot let him go.”

"That's what the male vampire said."

Count Sebastião frowned. "There is no such person in the Count's mansion. It's an assassin. Sister, you must deal with this assassin before dealing with us. It is the Church's duty to protect the safety of the nobles."

I'm so damn angry.

Locke broke out in a cold sweat, looking at the dead who had suddenly joined forces with him, and unleashed the Undead Fire.

A burst of flame shot from his hand and struck the nun who was rushing towards him in the face.

At times like this, the gentlemanly code of not hitting women doesn't apply. In this era, if you don't hit a woman, you're destined to die at her hands.

The nun's face was covered in eerie blue flames, but her speed did not slow down at all. She chanted a spell, and vines grew all over Locke's body, trying to completely bind him.

At the same time, the male vampire launched his attack. His red eyes stared at Locke, and swirling vortexes in the shape of tomoe appeared in his eyes, repeatedly trying to pull Locke into them.

But the next second, the male vampire realized something was wrong.

Why is this boy pointing at me with his index finger? Does it mean anything by it?

Just as Locke's thoughts paused, the male vampire's abdomen visibly swelled.

The nun's abdomen also grew larger.

It was only thanks to Locke's decades of single-life experience that he was able to get both of them caught in the same trap in such a short time.

Count Sebastião was also stunned, watching as his mistress and bodyguard both swelled up in the abdomen, looking as if they were pregnant.

"What kind of witchcraft is this?"

The nun was very surprised. She clearly had the Codex and was immune to all curses, so how could she be in excruciating pain in her abdomen just from being poked?

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, ah—"

The nun and the male vampire screamed simultaneously, their faces contorted in pain, and their speed and strength reduced by a third.

Locke was given a brief respite and immediately summoned an enhanced version of Locke that was three times stronger than himself.

The vampire frowned. "A witch?? No, a demon man?"

Even though he had lived for hundreds of years, he had never seen a wizard who could summon clones. Such shadow clones were clearly a power possessed only by the wicked Shadow Witch. How could the boy in front of him have them?

“He is the real heretic and must be put on trial immediately.”

The nun endured the pain and gritted her teeth as she chanted the incantation.

A beam of green light descended from the sky, transforming into a gigantic sword that threatened to cleave Locke in two.

A strong wind swept around them, and an invisible sense of oppression made Locke almost unable to breathe, his forehead covered in cold sweat.

The vampire intensified the hypnosis, temporarily rendering Locke unable to move.

Locke activated the [Shadow Messenger] skill, briefly turning the nun's shadow into his servant.

The shadow betrayed its master, grabbing the nun by the neck and forcing her chanting to stop. The oppressive green light in the sky, which had transformed into a sword, disintegrated the moment it fell.

Locke broke free from the hypnosis, panting heavily, his back completely soaked with sweat.

If he hadn't had a clone, he would have been finished just now.

He could not easily withstand the wrath of the Goddess of Life.

Count Sebastião had also raised his sword at some point. He tried to sneak up on Locke from behind, but Locke's long hair wrapped around him, and he was slammed against the wall and knocked unconscious.

The maids were too afraid to move, hiding in the corner and trembling, like a few pitiful and helpless quails.

But among these quails, there was one who knew the art of cursing.

She was secretly preparing to cast a curse on Locke, but because her thoughts were overheard, Locke discovered it beforehand.

Locke's long hair held her upside down, and because she didn't control her strength well, her fragile neck snapped, and her head fell to the ground with a thud.

"What a fragile witch. Since you all look just as harmless as her, you might as well die with her."

Ying felt that this place was very strange, and that everyone who appeared could be a dangerous factor, so the best way was to eliminate them all.

He controlled the shadows and snapped the necks of several maids.

Locke continued to fight the nun and the vampire, seemingly testing his hypothesis on them.

Both of them became pregnant with six children.

His conjecture proved correct: a person can be blessed a maximum of 6 times, and any more than that will be ineffective.

The nun and the vampire experienced pain they had never felt before; the birth of sextuplets completely rendered them incapable of fighting.

"I thought I was already wicked enough, but I didn't expect the real body to be even more wicked."

Locke Ying stood next to Locke and sighed.

"Please don't say that. I just want them to receive blessings. This quality of repaying evil with good is something that you won't find anywhere else in the entire Life Cult."

Locke felt he deserved praise, and besides, it was just a person in a historical video, not someone who was actually pregnant, so he had no psychological burden.

"I, I, I'm going to kill you."

The vampire bared his teeth and roared.

"Please save your energy, sir, or you may have a difficult delivery."

Locke's encouraging words shattered this historical illusion.

Locke now held a red crystal in his hand.

"what is this?"

He looked at the shadow with curiosity.

Ying shook her head. "My knowledge depends on my physical form. What you don't know, I don't know either."

"Locke, what are you doing?"

Eileen's cool voice came from behind—

"I have found Antonia's body."

Chapter 185, A Twisted World

Both Locke's turned around at the same time and looked at Eileen.

Locke then deactivated his shadow clone form, intending to show the red crystal in his hand to Eileen, but the crystal suddenly disappeared.

The next second, countless vines extended from Eileen's back, quickly spreading throughout the entire Earl's mansion and capturing the escaped Red Crystal.

Although it was very fast, it still couldn't escape the intricate web woven by the vines.

The tendrils extended back into Eileen's body, and a red crystal fell into her hand.

"I just encountered danger here, like I was caught in a historical video. After breaking through the video, I got this. What is this?"

Locke asked in surprise, "And why did it just disappear?"

"This is the strange object C33, a moving illusion. Its function is to recreate the history of a place where a strange event has occurred and to harm anyone who breaks in. A few years ago, there was a theft at the church, and a batch of strange objects were lost. This is one of them."