Witch Redemption

He is indeed dead. If he wants to have a new life in the future, he must continue to uphold this faith and then pass the test of the "Knight's Oath" in the future.

"Wow, this place is huge!"

At this moment, the boy who had entered this vast space simply stared blankly at the long street and the distant horizon filled with blue sky and white clouds, his eyes wide with surprise.

According to the laws of the Lanno theocracy, all races that have not lost consciousness after death will be sent to the holy land of the ancient gods, to the world of the dead.

Right now, Steve is being led into this prosperous underground temple by a mysterious man dressed in black, who is completely covered up, and then continues towards the undead territory deeper inside.

"When you meet the divine messenger later, be respectful. This divine messenger is of equal status to my lord, so be careful not to anger him!"

The mysterious man spoke in a somewhat unpleasant, hoarse voice, conveying more of a warning than anything else. Steve simply nodded blankly in response.

The name of the Ancient God of Moonlight holds absolute dominance in the Land of Lanno, and no race is allowed to address him by his name directly; they can only respectfully call him "My Lord." Furthermore, numerous legends testify that as long as one believes in this great deity and is a devout follower, one can ascend to heaven after death and go to a blissful ideal land.

So Steve is really excited right now. He feels like the chosen one, who has received this one-in-a-million honor because of his strong faith.

Soon, the mysterious man led him across a vast cemetery to a small hut in the center of the cemetery.

Inside the hut was a menacing tomb-guarding skeleton and a dark entrance leading underground.

"My Lord, please inform the divine messenger Bangusen that a new undead has been born."

"Hmm?" The skeleton raised its head, its eyes, burning with red flames, gleaming with a fierce light. "Which tribe are you from?"

"The Unicorn Tribe".

“Oh, a branch of the Unicorn Clan, then you are my kind. It’s strange these days; there are fewer and fewer undead from the Unicorn Clan, only one every few years. On the contrary, there are more and more orcs. If this continues, your Unicorn Clan may be in some danger. You should warn its chieftain when you get back.”

"Yes, I will certainly convey the words of the tomb keeper truthfully."

For some reason, the mysterious man was hesitant and timid when responding, and his expression became somewhat fearful.

Steve didn't dare to utter a sound; he simply watched silently as the mysterious man who had led him there hurriedly left.

That day was the last time he saw this mysterious man who served the Unicorn Tribe. After that, not only did the mysterious man disappear completely, but even the tribe he came from became dust in history.

He was still a teenager and didn't understand what had happened. He was focused on his faith and looked forward to the future with hope.

"Steve Union, right?"

In this magnificent sanctuary, a tall man wearing a black mask and a silver robe with gold trim looked down at him. His words were not as authoritative as one might expect, but rather carried a sense of kindness.

"Yes, Your Excellency."

Steve knelt on the ground, head bowed. He clearly remembered the words of the guide. This was the messenger of God, Bangusen. His existence represented the Great Lord, and he was the Great Lord's spokesperson.

"Take this equipment and go to room number 1200 on the 36th floor to spend the rest of your life there. Your body will decay there, and that will become your eternal tomb. A year later, if you pass the test, someone will bring you here, and I will personally teach you how to become a qualified Moon Knight."

"Before heading to the tomb, come and pay homage to my lord, even though what remains in the lesser temple is merely a small avatar."

Steve looked in the direction Banguson was speaking, and what he saw was...

...... ...... ......

Li Lan had an incredibly long and vivid dream. In that moment, he possessed the body of an intelligent race called "Steve" and witnessed how this man became the Moon Knight.

He felt as if a year had passed, but when he came to his senses, he suddenly doubted that everything he had just seen had only happened in an instant.

"What exactly is going on...?"

As her vision gradually cleared, all she could see was a gloomy, gray sky, and Li Lan's expression changed slightly.

"What's wrong, servant?"

Realizing something was wrong, the black-haired Yu Hui immediately dragged Leviathan over, but after only a few steps, the surrounding scenery blurred, and they were teleported to the real world.

Bangusen, still standing in the same spot, showed a somewhat surprised expression. He had seen everything that had just happened in that area. This Roman Hydra was truly ruthless beyond belief. Not only did she kill without blinking an eye, but her methods were also so skillful as to be exaggerated. No wonder she was the witch he admired.

“Excuse me, Mr. Bangorsen, I need to process this information.”

Li Lan smiled, concealing her heavy thoughts.

"please!"

Bangusen understood. He wasn't in a hurry. This witch was so efficient. Once she finalized her plan, another bloody storm was likely to ensue. It would be up to these undead onlookers to see how they would respond.

“Little one, look!” Li Lan approached the black-haired Yu Hui and immediately gave her a wink. The latter understood and cast a soundproofing spell.

This is a soundproof domain cast by a true god, capable of directly isolating cause and effect. Therefore, even the god-level powerhouse Bangusen in the Ancient God Domain has no way of finding out what they are talking about.

What just happened?

Black-haired Yu Hui continued to drag Leviathan roughly, causing the latter to show an extremely resentful expression, but it dared not speak out in anger.

“Don’t bully her,” Li Lan said, taking the Leviathan before continuing, “It was like this just now…”

"You said that after you killed that guy, some remnant of his essence was absorbed by your grimoire?" Black-haired Yu Hui listened for a while, then exchanged a few thoughtful glances with Leviathan. "Leviathan, you also think it was something like that, right?"

“I don’t know. The soul level isn’t my forte,” Leviathan said, sounding clueless like a salted fish. Finally, he said uncertainly, “It’s just that all my memories of the Moon God are missing, which is not a good sign.”

Looking at these two individuals whose true identities were ancient creators, Li Lan revealed a delightful expression of "curiosity," immediately realizing that this matter was probably not so simple.

"Stop keeping me in suspense, I'm thinking of going in to kill monsters and upgrade Leviathan."

“Hehe,” the black-haired Yu Hui made a pig-like sound like boiling water, “Servant, you’ve met a good thing. What your magic book absorbed is not an ordinary thing, but a fragment of a soul. Through this soul fragment, you can know some of his past memories.”

Sometimes you have to take Hei Fa Yu Hui's words in reverse. Li Lan felt that this was not a good thing. "Will there be any accidents after absorbing this soul fragment?"

"Controlling the souls of the dead is a power possessed only by gods, and gods themselves are a collection of madness and fear. What do you think would happen if you, as a witch, absorbed a large number of soul fragments?"

Li Lan's expression changed upon hearing this. He was still young and had unfulfilled ambitions. He couldn't just go crazy like this, but he couldn't refuse Bangusen's request now, could he?

One problem after another, utterly unlucky.

"Haha, look at you, all scared and cowardly. I haven't even finished speaking yet." Yu Hui's wicked grin made Li Lan want to punch her.

"You witches are yourselves a collection of madness and fear, so absorbing a few soul fragments is nothing to worry about. You can even learn about this ancient kingdom and how it was destroyed. There might be information you want to know in there. The only thing I want to warn you about is that this Moonlight Ancient God is probably not simple."

Leviathan, unusually, chimed in, "Yes, generally speaking, it's impossible for even the memories related to the Moon God to be erased, losing all impressions of this deity and only knowing his name."

"The problem might lie in the 'Knight's Oath' that this man mentioned. This ritual is very strange. I suspect that these undead are all mixed with fragments of the Moon God's soul, and the current ritual is to collect the complete soul of this ancient god again. Perhaps this is also one of the rituals for the ancient god's resurrection."

The black-haired Yu Hui made this shocking guess: "I suggest you continue to accept this commission. As for the specifics, we can make a judgment after you collect more soul fragments and obtain the memories of these immortals. If this ancient god is resurrected again, it is not necessarily a bad thing. You know, even with a complete soul, it would take a lot of time for Him to be resurrected and regain His full strength."

The United Duchy of Switzerland, this orcish kingdom, is a very complex place!

Not only the two creators, but even Li Lan, who lacked sufficient information, felt that something was amiss. "This request cannot be refused."

"Right? We might as well just keep going and see how things go in the future. I might as well be frank and say that this Bangusen will keep his promise. He's not ordinary. Rather than calling him a devout believer, it's more accurate to say that his current methods are a form of betrayal. This ritual has probably been tampered with in some way."

It's safe to say that the Ancient God of Moonlight is no pushover. He most likely knew his death was imminent and shattered all his souls before he died. These undead were originally bound to this underground temple, and as long as they were within the realm of the gods, they should possess the ability to resurrect infinitely. But this Bangusen probably used some means to strip the undead of their resurrection ability.

In other words, it is highly likely that Bangorsen lied in some places!

Having received confirmation from the two ancient creators, Li Lan felt much more at ease and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. "Alright, that's settled then. Continue with the commission, we'll deal with the rest later."

He continued with the three little ones, intending to enter the fighting area, but the commotion in the other three deathmatch zones caught his attention.

However, the scene of Violet, Anne, and Sophia fighting was displayed without reservation on the three buildings.

To be precise, these three buildings are like three small worlds, vividly recreating all the events inside in a three-dimensional form, which is quite amazing.

"Yin Anni is doing a little better, but did Violet and Sophia really have to fight like this? And even got injured?"

Li Lan really couldn't understand. Was this the strength of a level 30 witch from a magic book? This performance was far too weak!

Chapter 42 What kind of knight is this?

Violet was a little stunned. She really didn't expect that the undead who had entered this place would take the initiative to bow to her before the battle, and that this gesture was similar to the bowing etiquette in Area 11.

For a moment, somewhat lost in thought, he recalled a series of events from his past life, and felt a pang of melancholy.

"Although we are dueling now, this guy seems quite polite," Violet thought to herself. Faced with this respect, she didn't know if she had lost her mind, but due to the influence of traditional culture, she inexplicably responded with an area-11 style bow.

Just as he lowered his head slightly, the undead skeleton, who should have been standing still, seemed to have been waiting for this opportunity. Suddenly, he stomped his foot heavily, and his tall figure turned into a blur.

"This guy..."

That guy is so despicable! He was being polite, and then suddenly he launched a sneak attack?

"Too fast! I can't react in time!"

Given Violet's physical abilities, it's impossible for her to fail to react to a head-on attack. But here's the problem: influenced by his memories of his past life, he actually bowed to this undead in a silly manner? Has he lost his mind?

In that moment of distraction, the incredibly fast undead instantly covered a distance of over twenty meters and arrived in front of him in the blink of an eye. He only had time to raise the Libra Cross Greatsword in his hand to parry slightly.

"Zheng—"

The moment the sound of metal clashing rang out, a tremendous force emanated from the greatsword in Violet's hand, instantly piercing through her weak defenses and heading straight for her vital point in the chest.

"Swift!"

Even with the timely buff of the feline orc's unique speed, Violet still couldn't avoid this fatal blow. She could only grit her teeth and try to turn to the side as much as possible.

Pain, unbearable pain, coursed through his body. If it weren't for the enhancements of "Mind's Eye" and "Swiftness" that allowed him to deviate from the most fatal blow, his heart would surely have been pierced and shattered by that deadly sword.

Furthermore, even if the sword missed his heart and pierced his body on the right side of his chest, it did not mean that he was out of danger.

On the contrary, this insidious undead used its skeletal hands to exert force once more, attempting to cleave Violet in two from its body and execute her instantly.

"Oh no! Oh no!"

Driven by an unprecedented survival instinct, Violet, who was nearly suffocating from the intense pain, forcibly suppressed all her fear, held back the tears that were about to spill from her eyes, gritted her teeth, and instinctively grabbed the rusty longsword that was stuck in her body with her left hand, while raising the Libra Cross Greatsword in her right hand, intending to destroy everything in the process.

In this situation, even with his secondary profession of "Moon Knight" and having learned countless sword skills, it still wouldn't make any difference.

With no room to maneuver and her mind controlled by instinct, Violet could only resort to the simplest and quickest method to end the immediate crisis.

However, how treacherous is this immortal being? How could he possibly risk his life for Violet's?

He swung the rusty longsword in his hand in a fierce rotation, and then retreated without hesitation before Violet's attack could arrive. The rusty longsword he drew brought with it an incredibly terrifying fountain of red blood, which sprayed out like a torrential downpour, a shocking sight.

Violet's left hand was shredded, and her right hand's attack missed its mark. Her consciousness was nearly blurred due to massive blood loss.

"This is terrible! If this continues, we're doomed!"

This is reality. Even a witch with a level 30 magic book, when severely injured, is not much different from a mortal. Being stabbed like this is not just a matter of blurred consciousness due to blood loss; her strength also drops sharply, quickly losing the ability to continue resisting.

Violet, drenched in sweat and cursing in her mind with the swear words typical of the Japanese, ignored the fist-sized hole in her body and gritted her teeth, thinking, "One minute, I can hold on for one more minute, but within that minute, this despicable guy will definitely not let me go so easily!"

Violet, who couldn't understand why she had acted so foolishly and had never properly recognized her place from the beginning, was now filled with deep regret.

Perhaps it's a thought unique to everyone driven to the brink of despair, but Violet, still suppressing the pain within her body, instinctively summoned her professional artifact, intending to make a final, desperate gamble.

...... ...... ......

On the other hand, unlike Violet who was initially clueless, Sophia, the giant witch, remained on guard throughout, watching the undead opposite her bow without reacting.