Becoming a god by raising witches

Locke was very envious of her abilities.

"Your Excellency Julie, there are still people in that building; not all the nearby residents have been evacuated."

Locke reminded him.

"Their lives are meaningless; they will only become nourishment for the evil tree of life. Didn't you notice that you didn't really kill it just now? It's still hiding underground, starting to spread to the city. Rather than letting the living become its nourishment, I'd rather kill them in advance. Every life that dies because of me will become my power."

Julie Townsend said coldly.

"So, you want to massacre the entire city?"

Locke looked at Julie Townsend in surprise.

Julie Townsend shook her head. "Her Majesty the Queen will not allow me to do this, but the people nearby are doomed to die."

"Locke, come to me."

Renis reminded her.

Locke immediately ran behind Renis. Being with a female knight like Julie Townsend made him feel unsafe and subject to moral condemnation.

"Your Excellency Julie, has Her Majesty the Queen arrived?"

Rhaenys heeded Her Majesty's command.

Manage your own people.

If Locke were to utter a single word to the other witches, Her Majesty the Queen would execute him.

Therefore, the best way is to prevent him from contacting other witches.

"Yes, together with His Majesty Lyosa."

Renis raised an eyebrow. "Isn't it His Majesty Moises?"

It sounds like a joke that Pope Moises of the Church of Life didn't come along, but rather Pope Lyosa Altman of the Church of Alchemy came to help.

"His Holiness the Pope Moises is currently in seclusion, contemplating the true meaning of life, and no one can see him."

Julie Dodson said.

It seems Her Majesty the Queen also received a cold shoulder, which is why the Witch Knight Julie Townsend knows so much.

'What profound meaning of life? That old man's just plotting something again.'

Rhine's thoughts reached Locke's ears.

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 193, The True Meaning of the Goddess of Life

A fleshy ball, yes, it is a fleshy ball.

Rebecca clutched her head, roaring in agony, "Ah—I, the mighty demon, have given birth! And given birth to a ball of flesh!!! A ball of flesh!!! It's a ball of flesh!!!"

She kicked the ball of flesh, but because the ball of flesh was inanimate, it felt no pain and let her throw and smash it around as she pleased.

The crazed Rebecca has completely lost her maternal instincts; she has become a brutal sadist.

Because this is her and Locke's first, no, second child!

Even though they did nothing.

But if Locke touches her with his finger, she will get pregnant.

Because Rebecca went mad in the devil's pipe, Locke missed a good show.

He was lying in bed, preparing to fall asleep peacefully, when he suddenly noticed a pigeon flying onto his windowsill.

Pigeons from the Bureau of Extraordinary Investigations?

It was Director Rhine who killed her own clone.

Is she planning to go there herself and kill him again?

Locke walked nervously to the window and tentatively asked,

"The bureau chief wanted to see me?"

"Lady Renis reminds you not to forget the task force meeting tomorrow."

Locke then realized that he should have met with the task force today, but he was delayed because of the Holman town incident.

"Please tell Lady Renis that I will not forget."

Locke decided to write a report, explaining what had happened in Holman, and also to report the priest of that church and the mayor of Holman, making them responsible for the dead tourists. He was sure he would also receive corresponding merit.

The pigeon flapped its wings and flew away.

Locke only began writing the report after he was certain that it had completely left.

The details included a mediocre necromancer, the wanted criminal Borg who lured students to be sacrifices, and the priest of the Church of Life colluding with the mayor of Holman to deliberately keep Holman's spirit alive, resulting in the deaths of many people. Of course, the matter of Finnie Sares did not need to be reported.

"Finally finished writing."

Locke stretched, folded the report neatly, and placed it beside his pillow, intending to submit it as soon as his vacation ended.

He lay back down on his small bed, closed his eyes, and prepared to get a good night's sleep.

Suddenly, a plaintive voice rang in my ears.

"Rock Bemon, let's make peace?"

First, lower their guard and gain their trust, then betray them ruthlessly! Make them suffer unbearable pain.

Rebecca thought to herself.

This was the result of her painful reflection.

Oh? So you wanted to become a rogue ninja?

Locke looked at the exhausted Rebecca and figured she must have gone crazy enough in the world of pipes.

"What reconciliation? Haven't we always had a good relationship? Aren't you my most loyal servant?"

Locke asked.

"Of course, I am your most loyal servant."

'That damned Locke Bemon, is he deliberately playing dumb?'

"But great master, what can I do to make you happy?"

Rebecca changed her tone and asked.