Becoming a god by raising witches

Meanwhile, the youngest pope of the Alchemist Church, Lyosa Altman, had already stepped out of the carriage.

He had short silver hair, wore a dark blue robe with gold trim, and had a youthful face that looked only thirteen or fourteen years old. He held a small prism in his hand.

He threw the prism into the sky.

The sunlight seemed to be absorbed into it, and then burst forth in an instant, dazzling and blinding, making it impossible for anyone to open their eyes.

"what is this?"

Locke covered his eyes and asked the knowledgeable Renis.

"The Three Worlds is Lyosa Altman's special ability to drag everything here into three separate, independent worlds so that the people of Kosork can be saved."

"Then can't we just lock the strange tree up?"

Locke asked.

"Given Lyosa Altman's wicked character, he wouldn't simply confine the Tree of Life to a world."

Renis had just finished speaking.

The bright light disappeared, and Locke found that they were still in the Cathedral of Life.

But the surrounding buildings and people had all disappeared.

The Queen's crown is still standing not far away.

Norb Stott and the corrupted believers were also there.

And then there was the enormous, chilling mass of tree roots on the ground, densely packed together like giant pythons, now completely exposed without the cover of the city.

“Your Majesty, this is all I can do. The people of Kosork will praise me for saving their humble lives.”

Lyosa Altman has no intention of dealing with the monster; he has a slight case of mysophobia and dislikes fighting with these strange creatures.

Now all he wants is to return to his alchemy lab and continue his research on the path to the stars.

"Thank you, Your Majesty Lyosa, the people of Kosork will praise your virtues."

Katerina was very polite to him, even though he looked like just a teenager.

Lyosa Altman nodded slightly, his figure transforming into countless colorful bubbles and disappearing into the carriage.

When Rhaenys discovered the arrival of the Witch of Chaos, all she wanted to do was escape the scene with Locke. She was never a dedicated or hardworking leader and would choose to slack off whenever she could.

So he immediately used the power of shadows to escape with Locke and arrived at Queen Katerina's side.

"Your Majesty, Rhaenys will be responsible for protecting your safety."

Katerina looked at the other knight beside her, Sharon Bergman, "Go help Julie, and let me see how much you've improved."

Locke vaguely sensed that the witches Julie and Sharona had grown stronger, and Katerina's words confirmed his suspicions.

Chapter 199, Eileen's Collapse

Locke was very satisfied with Bronya Peters' efficiency.

Seeing her covered in wounds, Locke asked Eileen,

Is there any way to cure her?

Eileen shook her head. "Healing the undead is different from normal healing. I'm afraid we need to ask Finney Sares."

Locke called back Fini Sares, who was on a date in the vegetable garden.

Can you cure Bronya?

Fini Sares lifted her skirt and bowed slightly. "It's an honor to serve you."

Well, it seems that Fini Sares is in a very good mood because she is in love. She has even learned to bow politely and has not given any malicious advice.

Finnie Sares used Undead Healing to heal Bronya's wounds.

Although the whole process was somewhat disgusting.

First, black necromantic energy enveloped her entire body. Then, corpse worms crawled out from the necromantic energy and kept biting at Bronya's wounds until the rotten flesh and wounds were cleaned up.

"how do you feel?"

Locke asked.

Fini Sares: "I'm fine. Love makes me feel like I'm living in springtime, even my breath smells sweet."

"I'm not asking you."

Locke rolled his eyes and looked at Bronya Peters.

“Great master, I feel great.”

Bronya Peters said.

"Then go ahead. If you see a skeleton monster named Nana, be sure to treat her politely and ask her to give my regards to Lady Rosalia Jiménez."

Bronya Peters paused slightly when she heard Rosalia Jiménez's name.

"So Master and Lady Rosalia Jiménez are friends? Wait, is the ancient witch Lady Rosalia Jiménez still alive?"

"Yes, she was somewhere between being alive and dead, a state I would call Schrödinger's cat."

Locke said.

Although she couldn't understand the second half of his sentence, Bronya Peters was still incredibly shocked.

"No wonder, no wonder Mr. Igor West could not replicate the necromancer's abilities no matter what, because Lady Rosalia Jiménez is not dead at all."

Bronya Peters' words piqued Locke's curiosity.

But she didn't have time to explain, because staying any longer would leave her mark, and she needed to leave.

Locke could only wait for another opportunity to ask, and Bronya Peters left the Reindeer Farm.

Eileen looked at the 20 witch hearts and hesitated.

"What are you thinking?"

“If it were just one or two artificial witches dying occasionally, Katerina might not suspect anything, but if 20 of them were lost at once, she would definitely guess that I am still alive.”

"Xiao Ai, I think you're overthinking it."

Locke frankly stated, "Actually, she has always believed that you are still alive. Not long ago, she mistook me for you, thinking that I was her alter ego, and almost killed me."

"You mistook me for someone else?"

Eileen looked at Locke in surprise.

"Yes, she believes that the only reason Rhaenys betrayed her is because I am her alter ego. She is very confident that only she has the power to attract witches."

Locke shrugged, understanding the Queen's thoughts.

Eileen opened her mouth slightly, unsure of what to say.

"So you don't need to worry, she definitely knows you're still alive."

Locke said.

"Okay, I was overthinking it."

Eileen picked up the Witch's Heart and put it into her cherry-like lips.

"Won't I get indigestion if I eat 20 of them in one go?"

Locke asked with a hint of worry.

Eileen shook her head. "I can still eat."

"Forgive my rudeness, Master, but I feel that the way you look at Miss Eileen is a bit ambiguous, like a male peacock eagerly seeking a response. Are you still single?"

Finnie Sares said with a hint of boastfulness.

Locke narrowed his eyes. "Why does this witch have a mouth?"

“Great master, I don’t mind persuading Antonia to let us help you break the curse of being single, so you won’t have to drool over Miss Eileen anymore.”

"I didn't drool."

"Do you perhaps wish to sample the Witch's Heart Crystal?"

"No, I'm not interested in that."

"Then you must be lusting after Miss Eileen's beauty."

"Well, that's right, I just admire Miss Eileen's beauty."

Locke decided not to argue with the sharp-tongued witch.

Eileen, clutching a basket of witch's hearts, turned around and continued eating silently.

It felt like she was afraid Locke would steal her food.

"It seems you were rejected by Miss Eileen."

"Finnie Sares said."

"Finnie, if you say one more word, I'll let you experience the joy of childbirth."

“Oh? Really? Thank you so much. This is exactly what I want. I love life, and Antonia and I both long to have a child of our own, but we both know it’s impossible. If our great master can help us, we will be eternally grateful.”