Witch Training Manual: My Water Magic Is Wrong

Andrei did not speak.

But his silence itself is the answer.

Wayne laughed, but his laughter was chilling.

"Okay. Very good."

He turned around and faced the crowd.

"Everyone, listen to my command!"

Babacar stepped out from the crowd.

"exist."

Diaz gripped the hilt of his sword tightly.

"exist."

Even Christina stepped forward.

Wayne's command exploded in the night sky.

"war!"

Wayne vanished from his spot, diving straight towards Andrei without the slightest hesitation.

Andrei's pupils contracted sharply.

They came so fast.

His body moved before his mind could react; holy light surged from his palms, condensing into a semi-transparent shield of light in front of him.

Wayne's fist slammed into the light shield.

boom!

The light shield trembled violently.

Andrei was shaken and felt a little numb.

Why does someone at the early stage of the fourth rank possess such great power?

Immediately afterward, the second punch arrived.

This time, Andrei didn't take the blow head-on. His body swayed to the side like a leaf blown by the wind, the fist grazing his shoulder.

After regaining his footing, Andrei made his move.

His right palm went straight for Wayne's face.

The right elbow swung upwards, blocking the formula.

In that instant, Wayne retreated dozens of meters.

Babaka's fist slammed into Herbert's shield, denting the shield's surface. Herbert took two steps back, his heel crushing a stone slab.

"Your Excellency!" Babaka turned his head and called out in Wayne's direction, his voice cutting through the clashing swords, "Do you need any help?"

Wayne didn't look at him.

"Need not."

Before Babaka could say anything more, Herbert's sword was already at him. He had no choice but to shut up, sidestep, and punch Herbert's wrist with his backhand.

Wayne's gaze was fixed on Andrei.

That elbow strike just now was quite powerful.

The person in front of me, Andrei, is a mid-stage fourth-tier cultivator.

Wayne moved his right shoulder.

His bones were fine, he pulled a muscle, but it wasn't serious. This was the first time someone had made him feel pain after he broke through to the fourth level.

"Your battle aura is not bad." Andrei stood three steps away, his right hand hanging at his side, holy light slowly overflowing from his fingertips. "But it's not enough."

Wayne charged forward again.

The speed was even faster than before, his fist enveloped in blue battle aura, leaving a pale blue afterimage in the night. He had added force to this punch; it wasn't a test, but a genuine killing blow.

Andrei did not retreat.

The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, not in a smile, but with the expression of a hunter seeing his prey step into a trap.

Just as Wayne's fist was less than a foot away from Andrei's chest, Andrei moved.

Raise your right hand, palm facing up.

"Goddess, please embrace the lost lamb."

Holy light emanated from his palm.

Wayne's fist froze in mid-air, not because he stopped, but because something hugged him from behind.

A phantom appeared from behind.

It was translucent, about ten feet tall, with a blurred outline, but you could tell it was the shape of a woman. Long hair fell to her shoulders, and her arms were wrapped around Wayne from behind, pulling him into her embrace.

Andrei stood three steps away, looking at Wayne.

"This is the secret of the Holy See of St. Hilde, the Embrace of the Goddess. Those embraced by this holy light will feel the Goddess's love, lay down their weapons, their hatred, and all their obsessions."

He paused.

"You'll feel sleepy and want to sleep. Sleep, and when you wake up, everything will be alright."

Wayne's eyelids were indeed starting to feel heavy.

His consciousness was blurring, as if someone had poured a basin of warm water into his head, softening, swelling, and disfiguring all his thoughts.

The panel then appeared.

[Wayne - Current Status]

[Abnormal Status: Goddess's Embrace (A closely guarded secret of the Holy See of St. Hilde). This Holy Light spell does not rely on forced control, but rather on the resonance of the Holy Light frequency to induce a sleep state in the target's brainwaves. The person being embraced will experience extreme fatigue, blurred consciousness, and weakness in their limbs for a short period.]

[Note: This spell is classified as a "High-Level Holy Light Spell" within St. Hilde, and only clergy of cardinal candidate or higher rank are qualified to learn it. Andrei was drawn into the scheme and paid a heavy price for this spell.]

Wayne's finger twitched.

Andrei saw it, but didn't pay attention.

The Embrace of the Goddess is a high-level spell of the Holy See of St. Hilde, and very few people of the same level can break it.

Wayne lowered his head.

His chin almost touched his chest.

Andrei took another step forward.

"That's right."

Wayne jerked his head up.

"That's bullshit."

Blue light exploded from his body.

The entire phantom trembled violently behind Wayne.

The outline went from clear to blurry, from blurry to transparent, and finally, like a shattered mirror, it broke into countless fragments with a crash.

Andrei's smile froze on his face.

"How is that possible..."

Wayne stretched his neck, making a soft click. He looked down at his hands, opening and closing his fingers repeatedly.

"The embrace of the goddess?"

Wayne took a step forward.

"That's all there is to it."

A wisp of water vapor appeared at Wayne's fingertip as he watched Andrei retreat rapidly, and he smiled.

"You're the one who should be asleep, aren't you?"

Andrei's pupils contracted slightly.

He wanted to keep backing away, but his feet didn't move.

His eyelids began to feel heavy.

Unlike the feeling of being embraced by a goddess, the mist in the Vine is not like that. It has no emotion, no temperature, and no desire to make you sleepy.

When exactly did things start going wrong?

Andrei's brain was working frantically.

He remembered.

The instant he first unleashed Goddess's Embrace, the instant Wayne's fist was less than a foot from his chest, he heard a voice.

It's very light.

Like shattered glass.

Click.

He initially thought it was an illusion.

He didn't pay attention.

Wayne held up three fingers.

"three."

Andrei swayed, took a half step back, and his heel hit the stone slab with a dull thud.

He braced his right hand on his knee, trying to steady himself, but his body wouldn't obey him.

Wayne's second finger fell.

"two."

Andrei's eyelids felt like they were being pulled by something, and each blink was more difficult than the last.

"one."

Andrei's body leaned straight back.

The other side of the battlefield is also nearing its end.

Babaka stood on the steps of the hotel entrance, his right fist still raised in mid-air, the knuckles stained with blood—not his. Herbert lay at his feet, a large patch of his white robe torn at the chest, revealing the bruised and purple skin beneath.

Herbert opened his mouth as if to say something, but only a muffled breath escaped his throat.

Babaka glanced down at him.

"Stop talking, save your energy."

Herbert's eyes closed.

Jenny squeezed through the crowd, grabbing Greve by the back of his collar with one hand, like dragging a dead dog.

"Sir, just as you started fighting, this guy tried to run away, but I caught him."

"Sir, this guy tried to escape." Jenny nodded his chin in Greve's direction. "He slipped out of the hotel through the back door while you were fighting. His footsteps were as light as a cat's; if I hadn't been sharp-eyed, he really would have gotten away."

Gleeve lay on the ground and raised his head.

Christina also walked over from the other side.

She has degenerated from a giant wolf into human form.

Her long purple hair was a little disheveled, and there were a few fallen leaves and dust on her skirt, but she looked fine overall.

"My guy over there is dead." Her tone was flat, as if she were commenting on the nice weather. "He wanted to kill me, and there was nothing I could do. But I'll definitely kill him."

Gleeve lay on the ground, his pupils suddenly contracting.

His gaze shifted from Christina's face to Wayne's, and his lips trembled slightly.

"You, you...you actually dared to collude with a witch!"