Becoming a god by raising witches

Locke patted her on the shoulder.

"Yes, I understand, Locke."

Angela nodded and began to command the insects to act.

Sieg drew his longsword, which transformed into two vines that quickly extended and bound the falling clock tower.

Boyd chanted a spell, creating a protective shield that stopped the falling rocks from the sky.

Locke then used his long hair to tie up the playing children and led them out.

Robson, who had grown from a cute little boy into a three-meter-tall giant, rushed into the clock tower to rescue people.

The investigators worked together seamlessly and quickly resolved the clock tower crisis.

The citizens in the square were stunned, not only by the collapsed clock tower, but also by the extraordinary power suddenly used by the senior sheriffs.

"what--"

Screams echoed all around, and some people even fainted on the spot.

Sieg helped a woman up. “Don’t worry, beautiful lady. We are investigators protecting the city, not heretics.”

Upon seeing the tall and imposing Sieg, the elegantly dressed lady breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank you, you are truly a gentleman of noble character."

"You're welcome."

Sieg put her down and said gently.

Then his skin cracked.

The elegantly dressed woman screamed and fainted instantly.

"Ugh, how did this damn tree-man image suddenly appear?"

Sieg discovers that his body is uncontrollably beginning to mutate.

Other investigators also discovered the same situation.

Even Locke's hair is getting longer and longer, and he's starting to resemble Rapunzel from Disney.

"How is this going?"

"The power is out of control."

Angela's hair was covered with butterflies, and insects kept approaching her.

Locke frowned. "Angela, are you about to lose control?"

"Huh? Me? No, I'm perfectly calm."

Angela said earnestly.

After everyone was rescued, the clock tower inevitably collapsed.

The citizens in the square stopped screaming and began to blame and even curse at each other, and they even started fighting.

Shops were looted, and the streets were in chaos.

A strong sense of malice is infecting everyone in the square.

Is it a strange object?

Sig, who had transformed into a tree-man, asked.

“I’m starting to get anxious, I need to get out of here.”

Boyd forced back the urge to cry and turned to leave.

“I have to leave too. I feel that if I stay here, I will hurt ordinary people.”

As Robson spoke, he also rushed in the opposite direction of the clock tower.

"Locke, this place is strange. Let's go back to the Bureau of Paranormal Investigations."

Sieg suggested.

"Okay, you take Angela back first, I need to find the source."

Locke had a premonition that if the root of the problem wasn't found and the crowd wasn't left to fend for itself, they would become increasingly frenzied and eventually escalate into a mass riot.

Of course, this was also his initial goal: to distract Katerina and create chaos within the Knowledge Church behind Martin.

However, Locke still felt a sense of self-blame and guilt when he saw ordinary people being involved.

Unlike Her Majesty the Queen, he could not completely disregard death, watch innocent people lose their lives without a second thought, or even feel that such sacrifices were necessary.

Locke searched everywhere and finally found a familiar figure in an alley near the clock tower.

He had freckles on his face, wore a worn-out vest covered in dust, and had a familiar face.

It's Kai.

Kai is devouring the kindness of those around him, driving them mad and dangerous.

At this rate, it won't be long before the imperfect experimental subject, Kai, collapses.

However, the collapse might trigger an even greater disaster.

Locke knew he had to stop him.

"Kai, what are you doing here?"

Locke slowly walked to Kay's side.

The boy, Kai, looked up at Locke with confused eyes. "Brother Locke, I don't know. Dad told me to wait for him here. I feel very hungry. I want to eat something. Brother Locke, I'm so hungry."

"Kai, I have bread at home. Shall I take you home?"

Locke reached out his hand.

Kai shook his head. "No, Dad told me I have to wait for him here. I can't go anywhere unless he shows up."

"Uncle Martin is at my house. Come on, I'll go with you to find him."

Locke used a combination of coaxing and deception.

Kai shook his head again, "No, Brother Locke, don't lie to me. Dad said that no one but him can take me away."

boom--

Angela knocked Kai unconscious from behind with a brick.

"What a long-winded guy."

Locke gave her a thumbs up.

"Where are we taking him now?"

Angela asked.

"The Bureau of Investigations".

Locke answered decisively.

The two took the unconscious Kai back to the Bureau of Investigation and handed this hot potato over to Renis.

Renis also became irritable, but she quickly locked Kai in the time-teasing music box numbered C03.

With Kai locked up, the citizens gradually regained their senses.

The people who were fighting looked at each other in fear, and then began to apologize.

The chaos in the city is gradually subsiding.

Investigators such as Sieg and Robson have also returned to normal.

Just when they thought the matter was over and their nerves were slightly relaxed, the sound of an explosion rang out again.

This time, the sound really did come from the Alchemist Church's chapel.

"Chief, should we go to the rescue?"

Robson asked again.

Renis shook her head. "The Alchemy Church will handle this themselves; we don't need to worry about it."

"Chief, what should we do now?"

Sieg scratched his head.

Renis narrowed her eyes. "Forgot about the mission from earlier? Any one of those three things is more important than this attack. Locke, I'm reinstating you as the head of the task force. Go interrogate him now and find out the secrets behind this boy."

"Okay, Director."

Locke nodded and led a bewildered Sieg and Angela away from the Bureau of Investigation, heading towards the special prison at the Church of Life.

"where are we going?"

Angela asked.

"Go see Dimo."

Locke answered calmly.

"Dimo? Dimo ​​knows the boy's secret?"

Angela looked at Locke in surprise.