Witch Redemption

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Today is the second day since Sofia Laura broke up with her boyfriend, Lubena, and she feels extremely disappointed by his decision.

Of course, disappointment aside, life goes on, especially after learning the truth from the witch senior Roman Hydra. Perhaps they will have to be more careful in the future.

"This place is creepy!"

Today, in their moment of crisis, it was the witch's creation that saved them. Although the witch did not explain the specifics, judging from the situation a while ago, if it weren't for the witch's intervention, they would likely have been in grave danger today.

However, the situation became more difficult afterward: they were teleported to this area, which resembled an underground chamber, and were now trapped here.

Once you step out of the secret room, you'll find the ground littered with eerie, withered bones.

Even the senior Luo Men was helpless in this abnormal situation, let alone the younger generation like them.

Sure enough, Yin Anni was now huddled next to her out of fear, and was even trembling a little.

"What should we do? What should we do?"

Perhaps it was this dependence on the witch senior that made the extremely timid Sophia begin to place her hopes on him, hoping that he could give her some instructions.

However, that didn't happen. This senior Roman Hydra studied his natal magic book for a long time, and finally silently summoned several humanoid monsters, distributed enough food to everyone, and left a note with a message.

"Gentlemen, rest up. It's almost evening. Get some sleep first. Leave the night watch to them."

Was this witch senior cowardly or just incredibly bold?

Sophia didn't know; all she knew was that this senior fell asleep very quickly, casually lying down on the dirty ground and then becoming completely still.

"What should I do? I'm so scared!"

Sophia found herself staring wide-eyed in panic, just like Yin Anni, her heart screaming with these thoughts, yet she dared not utter a sound.

The two exchanged a silent glance, then helplessly stared intently at the grimoire.

They probably won't be able to sleep tonight.

Chapter 26 Secret Talks Between True Gods

What is the true God?

The vast majority of true gods were born in the chaos and darkness of the Big Bang. They have all sorts of strange forms and enormous bodies that mortals cannot imagine. They are the highest level of beings who are immortal and indestructible, and a terrifying source that all intelligent beings cannot look directly at.

Among the true gods, there are also differences in strength. Below the strongest and oldest true god, Azathoth, are the three primordial gods who are tied for second place: Shub-Niggurath, Yog-Sothoth, and Nyarlathotep. After that, apart from some true gods whose strength is comparable, the rest are just low- to mid-level weaklings who only have the name of a true god.

While there are differences in strength, there is no vast difference in status among true gods. Apart from Azathoth, the "most ancient god," all other beings who are called "true gods" are on equal footing to some extent, and there will never be any conflict of interest, such as mutual aggression or superiors bullying inferiors.

On the contrary, the vast majority of them live in seclusion, in an endless slumber due to the long years, while only their numerous avatars are active in every corner of the universe, dreaming distant dreams.

Furthermore, for the true gods, they never have any concept of good or evil. They are an extremely bored group of immortal beings and rational beings. They never consider any meaningless struggles for interests. They are like natural observers, happy to obtain all kinds of pleasure from the perspective of an audience.

This pleasure is not limited to the terror and despair experienced by many intelligent beings...

In the endless, pitch-black void, there was nothing, but two writhing, enormous wills nearly burst this space constructed of consciousness, creating a terrifying spatial storm.

Perhaps it was because these two great and ancient beings intentionally made a final adjustment to their consciousness that this devastating dark storm gradually subsided.

Immediately, countless noisy murmurs began to echo in the void. These murmurs were not sounds that intelligent beings could make, but rather fluctuations at the level of the soul. Any intelligent being that came into contact with the language of such a high-level being would surely die on the spot, its soul torn to shreds in an instant.

“By the time calculation of that world, it’s been almost ten thousand years since we last met, right? What happened to you? How did you end up in such a miserable state? Also, even if you are revered as the ‘Mother Goddess,’ you can’t be so willful. The appointed day hasn’t arrived yet, and we must abide by the rules.”

In the void, the words of that rambling true god carried a hint of fear.

After all, the other party is a true god who is tied for second place. Even if there is no possibility of a struggle between them and there is no difference in their status, there is still an instinctive awe for the stronger one.

Not to mention that Abkhus acted this way when facing Shub-Niggurath, even Shub-Niggurath, who was above him, would instinctively cower for a few seconds when facing the oldest god, Azathoth.

"Tsk, it's just using an avatar to descend and stand on the back of the true god Tulzcha, who cares about the appointed day?"

On the appointed day, the "true god's gamble" from ten thousand years ago extended the world's life by another ten thousand years, which should have been destroyed. Afterwards, all the true god's avatars who participated fell into a long slumber again, agreeing to reunite ten thousand years later.

Shub-Niggurath was among the first to awaken, but unlike the other true gods, she loved challenges, so she descended directly in a smaller avatar without hesitation.

"By the way, would you like to enjoy some supreme pleasure with me?"

Even though Shub Nicholas's true form cannot be seen in the darkness, she always gives people the illusion that she is grinning wickedly.

Indeed, He is currently considering how to drag this same true God into this pit as well, because good things should naturally be shared by more people.

Didn't that witch acquire a new Servant? Then imprisoning another true god shouldn't be a big problem, right?

Unfortunately, while Heshb Nicholas was rather naive, Abhos was no pushover. He instinctively refused on the spot, saying, "No thanks. Everyone knows you have the most clones; even if a hundred million died, it wouldn't be enough to make up for it. My own clones are all treasures!"

Indeed, a large part of the true gods have countless avatars. They don't "give birth to piglets" like Shub Nicholas, experiencing death as if it were self-torture. Moreover, if too many avatars die, they even have to spend time slowly recuperating. How boring and not worth it!

After refusing, before the other party could speak, the ancient will named "Abhos" asked again, "What just happened? Tell me, and what's wrong with that world now?"

If it had been some ignorant intelligent being that awakened Him, He would have been dead long ago. Fortunately, it wasn't; it was an "accomplice," which changed things.

Abhos recalled that ten thousand years ago, these ants inadvertently opened a spacetime portal to another world, the very world ruled by the supreme father god Azathoth. It was because of this that the "True God Theater," which had originally decided to disband, was able to continue, agreeing to observe how these ants would develop again ten thousand years later.

"It's a long story..."

Shub Nicholas pondered for a while before recounting everything that had happened, including her long journey with the witch.

The true gods are just a bunch of bystanders. The vast majority of them are not interested in getting involved in this world. In their eyes, this world is actually no different from a petri dish.

Although tens of thousands of years ago, a large group of bored gods gathered together and created this world to "gamble" and pass the time, this tiny bit of time was at most like "taking a nap" for them, comparable to a few hours for humans.

"Interesting! So the intelligent beings in this world have indeed seized the power of those toys, and now they're trying to attack us? You're the first unlucky one to fall for it?"

"Pah! How could it be me? With this bunch of lowly ants? You think I've been tricked? No, this is my infiltration route! I'm about to infiltrate this world, seize its rule, and dominate everything!"

"......"

Abhos remained silent for a long time, and the atmosphere suddenly became a bit heavy. He hesitated for an unknown amount of time before finally saying, "Um... are you different from before?"

In His memory, this person, who was hailed as the "Supreme Mother Goddess," was a very serious, unsmiling, and occasionally reckless strong person. Back when the "True God Gambling" was taking a gamble, she would throw a tantrum because she lost the bet, and in the end, she was so angry that she gave her toy a powerful boost.

But now, something's not right. This Shub Nicholas, her words and style seem really off!

Abhos couldn't pinpoint exactly what went wrong. But upon closer inspection, he realized that this guy used to address other true gods directly as "Hey," showing absolutely no respect, instead of calling them "God of Mud" as before.

"No! No! What does this guy mean by 'God of Mud'? Is he mocking my true form for being ugly? Damn it, this bastard! Doesn't he even look at himself?"

Shub Nicholas didn't care what this coward was thinking. Instead, she replied confidently, "No, I've always been like this. If there's any change, it's that I've transcended vulgar tastes! I've learned a lot of new things!"

"Hey, how about we team up? Before meeting my servant, I never imagined there were such interesting things in this world! This is absolutely amazing! Haha!"

"interesting?"

The great being in the void was intrigued by these words, but He also instinctively felt wary. He had a premonition that the words of this "Supreme Mother Goddess" were the whispers of a demon, an evil that would lead people to fall.

"Yeah, have you heard of the word 'novel'? And what about 'comics'?"

"What the hell?"

"These all originate from the elegant realm of Father God Azathoth. Can you imagine how incredibly advanced the intelligent beings there are? In just a moment, they were able to create so much fun! Perhaps we true gods could never experience all the fun in our entire lives! Hmph, if it weren't so difficult to go to Father God's realm, I would definitely find a way to notify my true self to go and experience it!"

Azathoth, a name that represents absolute wisdom and absolute power among all the true gods, has been so powerful that no other true god has dared to set foot in the galactic world, the realm ruled by Azathoth, let alone engage in any other level of communication.

"Father God? How did you get involved? Ten thousand years ago, I remember these puppets created a witch summoning system that could connect to Father God's world. So now..."

"My lord, times have changed!"

After briefly explaining the identities of the various witches and the history that had unfolded among intelligent beings over the past ten thousand years, Shub Nicholas in the void became increasingly smug. "That's right, these witches have had a terrible time. The servant I'm controlling now also went through all sorts of things before escaping."

"Humans are truly terrifying! Just like they were ten thousand years ago! Their potential is ridiculously high!"

Abhos sighed, as if he had forgotten that he himself was even more terrifying.

"So, think about it, do you want to cooperate with me? What would the cooperation entail? We'll first conquer the world together! Then, we'll have this servant find an opportunity to open the real passage to the Milky Way world, and then we'll use this servant to sneak in unnoticed, without alerting the Father God. How about that? Anyway, we're not going there in our true form or as an avatar, but as the souls of our avatars! It won't offend the Father God's ruling majesty, what do you say?"

Shub Nicholas, who never stops talking about witches and servants, demonstrates that she has absolute control.

"Isn't this a bit inappropriate?"

"Don't worry, this is a secret between the two of us. You'd better not tell anyone, then no third party will know. Can time travel be considered offending the Father God? This should be called tourism! Tourism, do you understand? Stop hesitating and decide quickly!"

"..." The ancient being Abhos in the void remained silent for a long time before adding, "There are still ninety-seven years until the appointed day. Soon they will awaken one after another, and we will have a gathering to place bets. If we are absent..."

"Can a bet compare to the fun of courting death? So what if you're absent? Are you going to fight me? I'm not afraid of them! How many benefits did that bastard Nyarlathotep swindle from me ten thousand years ago? I'm being lenient by not killing his clone. Don't worry, I've got your back!"

Instigation, blatant instigation, full of temptation.

Indeed, true gods are a bunch of incredibly boring people; they pursue "pleasure" and are uninterested in anything else.

In fact, if it weren't for Shub-Nicholas awakening Him today, Abhoth would probably have remained asleep for decades longer.

Putting aside morning grumpiness, intelligent beings are generally in a daze for a while after waking up, and Abhos is currently in that daze as well, not yet recovered. So he didn't think too much for the moment and just instinctively said, "I haven't left an avatar in that world that can descend yet. I need more than ten years to prepare."

Even the avatars of true gods are unimaginably huge. If all true gods were to directly descend upon the world they created, it would be like a human stepping into their petri dish. Therefore, additional measures must be taken before allowing fragments of their souls to descend.

As for Shub-Niggurath, the body she originally intended to descend into was Lachesis, the "Black Goat's Egg," but due to a foolish act, she ultimately had to abandon the body of Lachesis.

The same applies to Abhoth's descent; He must take time, using the hands of the world's natives to perform preliminary flesh and blood sacrifices, in order to prepare the corresponding offspring of the evil god.

"Don't worry, I've already prepared for this! We now have a powerful body, perfect for us gods to entrust our souls to. You can rest assured! As long as you dare to come down, we dare to accept you! How about it?"

"......" Isn't this a trap? This guy isn't meeting me for the first time in nearly ten thousand years? How could he be preparing the body for my descent? There's definitely something wrong with this, right?

The true god in the void remained silent for a long time, a very long time. On one hand, He wanted to refuse directly, but on the other hand, He was tempted by the various high-level pleasures that this guy was talking about.

"We can cooperate, but on one condition! Your servant must be under my control!"

"It's a small problem, nothing serious! Come on!"

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Li Lan didn't know how long he had slept. Anyway, it had always been like that. Once he fell asleep, he would have a lot of nightmares. He was used to it.

He opened his eyes in a daze. The surroundings were still dark, with only the faint light emitted by the open magic book illuminating a certain area of ​​space.

"Is it already the morning of January 12th?"

I'm so tired after sleeping all night, I don't feel refreshed at all.

He suddenly realized that the golden-haired Yu Hui had been awake for a long time and was sitting obediently beside him, her peculiar Holy Cross eyes filled with joy.

Yu Hui has always been like this. Due to her lack of talent, she is unable to speak and keeps everything to herself. She is like an extremely innocent child who has an instinctive dependence on him, an adult.

Li Lan couldn't help but smile slightly. After getting up, she distributed some food to Yu Hui and the group of humanoid followers who were on night watch, without thinking twice.

The followers created by the "Creator of Life" will be in a dormant state if stored in a magic book, and all their states will be frozen. However, if they are summoned, they will be just like normal people and must be given enough food to maintain their strength.

When will Shub wake up?

Seeing the witch Violet sleeping soundly beside her, while Yin Anni and Sophia were fast asleep with thick dark circles under their eyes, Li Lan, though unwilling to leave so soon to explore, still hoped that her only reliable support could return as soon as possible.