Becoming a god by raising witches

The dome of the purification chamber is made of stained glass, and the walls on the left and right are made up of countless small cubicles, in which various bottles and jars are placed, containing dried flowers, essential oils and animal liquids.

Buster began preparing the materials needed for the purification ritual.

He took out several bottles of essential oils with a mysterious fragrance, and then took out clover, hyacinth, daisy, snowdrop, and calla lily, which symbolize life, from the jar.

Just as Buster was preparing, Locke heard a muffled sound that seemed to come from the depths of the earth.

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Chapter 65, What did you do?

Locke listened intently to the sounds from underground, when suddenly he felt a sharp pain in his eardrums, his mind went blank, and he briefly lost consciousness.

When he woke up again, he found Buster and Sieg around him.

"what have you done?"

Buster asked seriously.

"I did nothing."

Locke replied that if he said he heard sounds from underground, he would most likely expose his ability to hear clearly, so he chose to keep it a secret.

"Could it be due to a curse?"

Sieg asked.

Buster silently stood up and placed the prepared essential oils and dried flowers into a silver vessel.

Locke was seated on a futon.

The colorful glass of the roof cast a rainbow of light, illuminating Locke's face and body.

Locke felt that Buster wasn't as cold-hearted as Sig and the black-haired chief had described, and he wondered if it was because of Vella's father.

However, Buster's attitude towards Sieg was indeed rather cold.

"How long was I unconscious?"

Locke asked Sieg, who was standing nearby.

Sieg held up five fingers. "About five minutes."

"Keep quiet and don't keep making annoying noises like a fly. If you disturb me again, please leave immediately with your companions."

Buster said to Sieg, who immediately covered his mouth, indicating that he would not make a sound.

Buster placed the candles around Locke, forming a circle.

In addition to the circle of small candles, Locke also had three long candles placed in front of him.

The one in the very middle is the longest, while the ones on either side are slightly shorter.

Sieg silently retreated, withdrawing a distance of 4 meters.

Buster lit a ring of candles around the room, leaving only the three directly in front of Locke.

He also lit the dried flowers and essential oils in the silver vessel, and the fragrance instantly enveloped the entire purification room.

Buster faced the direction of the Tree of Life and began chanting an ancient incantation.

"The Great Mother of All Beings,"

Mother Earth

The Creator of Life

The creators of chaos and order

I beseech you to contact me and grant me the power of purification to remove the curse from your lost believers.

Locke swallowed hard; the language felt both familiar and foreign to him.

He remembered that when Eileen had swapped bodies, she seemed to have used this kind of awkward and obscure language.

Just after Buster finished reciting the incantation, the candle in front of Locke suddenly lit up.

A vine pierced through the stained glass of the dome and descended from the sky, enveloping Locke. Octopus-like suckers appeared on the vine and began to suck the curse power from Locke's body.

The sensation is like countless tiny fish kissing your body, similar to a full-body spa treatment.

Locke felt very comfortable.

The green on his skin gradually faded, and his skin color returned to normal.

Suddenly, a panel popped up in the system.

[The Tree of Life is attempting to parasitize you. Please choose whether to accept.]

【Yes. 】

【no. 】

Locke hesitated for a moment, then decisively chose no.

Who wants to be parasitized by the Tree of Life!

When Locke chose "no," the vines instantly shrank back as if they had encountered something extremely terrifying.

Buster frowned; he had never encountered this situation before.

"what have you done?"

Buster asked again.

Locke shook his head. "I didn't do anything."

"Could it be that the curse is too strong?"

Sieg leaned closer and said with a serious expression.

Buster shook his head.

“Foolish. The curse has been mostly removed. The remaining residual power will at most give him nightmares for now.”

"Will I die in my dream?"

Locke asked nervously.

"will not."

Buster seemed to dislike Locke, this undevout believer, and fell into deep thought as he looked at the three candles in front of Locke that remained unlit.

While thinking, he tidied up the props left behind from the ceremony.

Sieg then inquired about Locke's condition.

"How was it? Did you feel a sense of purification, both physically and mentally, and a desire to forever believe in the Goddess?"

Locke looked at Sieg with a puzzled expression.

"Alright, never mind. Now take off the Ring of Clarity. If you don't feel sleepy, the curse should be lifted."

Sieg suggested.

Locke nodded, removed the Ring of Clarity numbered C111, and the cool sensation dissipated. The surrounding temperature seemed to have risen slightly, but he did not feel tired at all.

"Want to sleep?"

Sieg asked with concern.

"Do not want to."

Locke answered, and saw in Sieg’s pupils that his 24-hour health bar had been extended.

Estimated at 50 years.

“Excellent! This must be celebrated. Viscount Yevgeny’s ball tonight is perfect for my friend’s new life.”

Sieg whispered in Locke's ear, "There will be many beautiful ladies attending; it will definitely be an eye-opener for you."

"Thank you, but I've decided to go back and celebrate with my family."

Locke declined Sieg's invitation. Sieg, thinking about his current pig-like appearance, shrugged.

“Alright, perhaps today isn’t a good time, but you can’t rush home yet. Come with me to Mrs. Freya’s place to register as newlyweds. You’ll need to fill out a bunch of forms.”

"Ah."

Locke nodded and, together with Sieg, bid farewell to the stern-faced Father Buster.

Buster completely ignored the two of them until Locke was about to go downstairs when he heard Buster's deep voice.

"Three months."

Locke knew the priest was reminding him that he had to go to church to pray every three months.

“Yes, Father Buster, I will remember.”

Locke and Sieg left the Cathedral of Life together and walked back to the Sixth Sheriff's Court.

Robson had just finished his onboarding process and was walking out of Mrs. Freya's office when he politely greeted the green-skinned Sieg and Locke.

"Newcomers, don't rush off. I'll show you around the police station in a bit."

Sieg said with a smile.