Witch Redemption

There's no need to hide his identity anymore. He'll only become an enemy of any native in this world. So what if he reveals his identity as a "Deep God" now?

Such a resolute and unwavering will stirred the dark blood known as "divinity," causing an even more violent tremor.

In an instant, an immense, surging black mist spread in all directions, engulfing a vast area of ​​ruins. Before anyone knew what was happening, a terrifying, frenzied aura began to brew within the writhing black mist, as if some abyssal behemoth was breaking free from its constraints in another dimension and officially descending upon this fragile world.

Suddenly, the surging black mist transformed into rising, burning black flames, and the colossal form of the beast was officially revealed to everyone!

But the behemoth had the upper body of a human and the lower body of a horse. Its four thick legs were twenty meters high, and its exaggerated muscles were twisted like braids, exuding a terrifying sense of power. Its huge hooves were standing on rapidly burning black flames, which strangely made it float in the air.

A robust horse's body connects to a muscular male upper body and a long tail composed of numerous "tentacles." What's truly astonishing isn't just the twisted, crazed horse's body, but also the fact that this creature is its human counterpart.

The upright human body was also twenty meters long, with many clearly defined muscle lines. However, the head did not have many human features. It had no mouth, only a huge blood-red eye, and two huge curved horns extended from where the ears were.

Furthermore, behind that head were massive tentacles emitting billowing black mist, constantly writhing as if containing astonishing energy fluctuations.

What's even more terrifying isn't just the enormous "centaur-like" monster's appearance, but also its bizarre arms. They're less like human arms and more like two metal claws covered in heavy armor. One arm also has a strange limb resembling a crossbow, from which extend multiple arrows made entirely of twisted flesh.

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The sudden and unexpected turn of events put all the survivors on high alert, putting them on unprecedented alert.

In fact, when the recently irrational Della was fighting a large number of the kingdom's allied forces, the three powerful demigods, Esther Belluman and the banshee Archean, did not choose to intervene. The three human adventurers, Franklin, Ruda, and Nig, chose to stay far away, while the Twin Witches and Yu Hui could not approach rashly. Only Li Lan, who was familiar with Della, dared to command his humanoid followers to provide support to a certain extent.

Della's situation was extremely unique. The numerous negative status effects inherent in berserkers often made her unable to distinguish friend from foe during battle, making it impossible for ordinary people to coordinate with her. Only Li Lan, who knew her well, was able to eliminate the external threats for Della to some extent, and finally risked approaching Della in the midst of the battle.

Little did they know that for the seven witches who had gone through thick and thin together, their bond had long surpassed friendship and even reached the level of kinship.

It is precisely because they remember each other's scent and are willing to give everything to protect each other that even when Della falls into madness, she will always remember her companions and will never allow herself to harm them.

This is the real reason why Li Lan was able to get close to Della.

"What exactly is this...?" Li Lan found it hard to believe. That guy should have been completely killed by Della not long ago, so why would this situation suddenly occur? And Li Lan felt that she had seen this situation somewhere before.

He was stunned for a second, then gritted his teeth and said, "Ann Gnath!"

Indeed, when Ann Gnath fought against these witches, he displayed his "divine" form. At that time, he was just like what Li Lan saw now, with a huge amount of black mist emanating from his body, and his figure had completely transformed into a monster that was difficult to look at.

“Ann Gnath?”

There was no time for reminiscing. Della immediately suppressed her excitement. Being able to meet Li Lan again was the happiest moment she had ever experienced. However, the situation before her did not allow her to express her longing. Her top priority was to deal with this unkillable guy.

"Karen, something's wrong with this guy. I'm sure I killed him."

Della knew very well that the Berserker class had a special skill called "Blood Absorption," which allowed her to absorb the opponent's life force to a certain extent, achieving a true finishing blow. This skill was essentially a special attack against intelligent beings, so powerful it was almost unbeatable.

But this professional skill is now invalid?

No, it did fail once before. That time, she and several other witches, including Li Lan, were fighting against a mutated witch named "Ann Gnath." It was Della who, at the great cost of serious injury, forced Ann Gnath into mutation, causing that guy to use his true form.

“He is a member of the Abyss God race, just like that Ann Gnath. This means that ordinary methods cannot kill him.”

With both old and new grudges, Li Lan would probably never forget this guy he hated. No one expected that the attack, which should have been a decisive blow, would ultimately go awry, and the resurrected Ann Gnath indirectly led to the deaths of the elderly trio.

Upon witnessing this enormous beast, Li Lan gradually felt extremely uneasy.

The former Ann Gnath was already ridiculously strong; they only managed to kill him completely by taking advantage of the "intelligence asymmetry" and paying a heavy price. While the guy before them wasn't Ann Gnath, he also seemed incredibly powerful. If he directly revealed this "divine" state, would his strength surpass that of everyone present?

Li Lan didn't know, he only knew that with the appearance of this Abyss God, an overwhelming fear suddenly struck him, chilling him to the bone and making him unable to move. This feeling was extremely familiar to him and Della.

Indeed, this is not a simple concept of strength or weakness, but rather the oppressive feeling of a superior race over a subordinate race. It's as if what we are facing now is not a mutated witch, but the very essence of those evil gods.

Fortunately, Li Lan and Della are now both witches with level 40 magic books, having already advanced to the Gold Magic Book level, which allows them to temporarily overcome this immense fear.

The Abyss Gods are not normal witches, but should be regarded as gods. Humans are just pathetic ants in front of gods, how could they not feel fear?

The words of North, the former true owner of the "Book of Judgment," are still clearly etched in Li Lan's mind: "Before, I had Lana and the other six by my side, and we fought side by side. But today, with our current numbers, can we still take down this guy? What should we do?"

Li Lan had an extremely strong intuition that even if everyone present attacked together, they would most likely not be a match for this guy.

Of course, at the same moment Li Lan hesitated, the three demigod-level beings not far away were also filled with immense fear.

Ether Belman, the great sage of the United Kingdom of Kazan and a renowned demigod, had a considerable knowledge of history and had personally learned about the legends of the Abyss Gods. However, he never imagined that he would actually encounter a living Abyss God today.

"Information about the Abyss Gods is top secret in all countries around the world. Most people don't know what the Abyss Gods are. The first Abyss God was born around the year 100 of the New Calendar. The British Empire paid a huge price to kill them, and after that, only legends remained. Now, nearly ten thousand years have passed, and countries are doing their best to guard against them. Why would the Abyss Gods appear again?"

It is rumored that the Abyss Gods are actually witches, or more precisely, witches with divine status. They can unleash power surpassing that of the gods of this world and display a more unique form.

This attitude is called "deification"!

Chapter 49 is about to be crushed.

"This seems to be going badly, Ako, what should we do?"

At the very moment that enormous creature appeared in the distance, the tall banshee Arno stared in astonishment, as if she had seen a ghost.

Without a doubt, the aura emanating from this creature was comparable to that of their former master, the evil god Cthulhu. There was absolutely no mistake; their own strength was already that of demigods, arguably the limit achievable by most intelligent beings. Therefore, this thing that instilled such fear in them was definitely no ordinary powerhouse.

A god-like being!

This guy must be a god-level being!

The banshees Ako and Arno, while not as knowledgeable about the world's history or the secrets of the "Abyssal Gods" as Esther Belluman, had a keen intuition that never lied. This guy was powerful enough to kill anyone present at will.

"I want to die! I want to die! I want to die!"

The short, harbinger of death, Ako, paled. She realized that the situation was hopeless, and there seemed to be no other way but to escape.

But is running away really meaningful in the face of a true god-like being?

Seeing her partner keep complaining, the tall banshee Arno simply gave up and yelled at the three human adventurers behind her, "Hey! You'd better retreat right now and take care of yourselves. We can't look after you anymore!"

The three human uncles, Franklin, Ruda, and Nig, are legendary adventurers who are not even cannon fodder here; they are just trash.

This is so real!

Franklin and his two companions heard the banshee's rude roar, but for some reason, at the very moment the dark monster appeared, they were overcome with extreme fear and completely lost control of their bodies. Now, their minds were blank, and they stood there trembling.

They wanted to escape, to protect themselves, but at that moment they simply couldn't.

"Tsk—"

The situation was urgent. The two harbinger banshees hesitated whether to abandon everyone present and run away, while the old man not far away had a solemn expression and seemed to be thinking of fighting this guy.

"It's incredibly difficult for two banshee ladies to escape from a god-level being. Shall we take a gamble?"

Esther Belluman spoke, revealing that his purpose in coming to the North was to uncover the truth behind the murder of his descendants; nothing else mattered to him. Now that he had obtained the complete information from the witch Roman Hydra, he would keep his promise and protect them today, even if it meant his death.

Even if a god descended from heaven, Esther Bellman would dare to roar, "This witch is mine to protect!"

Esther Belluman has always been this stubborn. He once ignored the so-called "artifacts" and climbed step by step to the position of demigod using his own hands, becoming the most renowned sage in the United Kingdom of Kazan, and even a rare "elderly demigod." This shows that he is an eccentric, out of step with this world, and could even be described as a madman.

Madmen never experience fear; in fact, he stubbornly believes that even without participating in the Heavenly Realm's possession, he himself will one day reach the level of a god!

"real or fake?"

The banshee Ako and Arno were really having second thoughts; this guy in the distance wasn't so easy to deal with.

"If you want to gamble, then cover me. We definitely won't die anytime soon. I don't believe my magic can't take him down."

The old man stood forward with an extremely domineering presence, displaying a posture of fighting to the death without hesitation. "If you are afraid of dying, it doesn't matter. I will buy you time and cover your retreat."

"Hey, hey, hey, old man, what are you saying? Are you looking down on people?" The banshee was straightforward, and the short Akko felt a lump in his throat as soon as he heard this. They were both demigods, so who was this old man looking down on? Who cares about this favor?

If it were a normal demigod-level powerhouse, they would have second thoughts. At this moment, if someone were willing to cover their retreat, they would naturally be more than happy to do so.

"Cover it up, Ako, we have to use that."

The tall banshee Arno was noticeably calmer than Arko. She had already weighed all the pros and cons. "Although we can choose to flee, what about these witches? And we don't actually know how fast this god-like being is, or whether it can catch up with us in a short time."

The two banshees, who had never directly confronted the gods of the mortal world, did not know what the concept of a god-level being was.

Back in the Elf Kingdom, they had witnessed the power of a god-level being and had even died once because of it, so they had no confidence in their current situation.

In that case, fleeing might not be the best option; going all in might offer a glimmer of hope.

"Alright! We'll all give it a try!"

Without further hesitation, Esther Belluman grabbed his robe with his large, thick hand and tore it to shreds with a snap.

"Wait, if we're going to fight, why are you suddenly taking off your clothes?"

"Because taking off your pants would be even stranger."

The old man revealed his scarred back muscles, his body brimming with astonishing power. Then, with the surge of his immense magical power, his muscles more than doubled in size.

"Snapped--"

A loud cracking sound of bones breaking suddenly rang out, followed by a terrifying chain reaction. Hundreds of sharp bone spurs erupted from the old man's back, making him resemble a giant hedgehog. And, just as the numerous white bone spurs finished blooming, an exaggeratedly large burst of blue flames ignited completely on the old man's back!

The old man's posture was actually a sign of his status as a demigod.

In this world, every intelligent being possesses its own "origin," which represents the most primal and mad power of that being. Intelligent beings awaken their origin to become demigods in order to fully control this mad power, but the price is extremely high: all demigods undergo some degree of physical mutation.

Furthermore, the higher the degree of mutation, the more powerful the demigod becomes.

Therefore, there is a saying that beings below the level of demigod represent the limit of humanity, and are simply engaged in normal battles among humans. But once one surpasses demigod, they represent monstrous power, which is completely unimaginable to humans.

The Esther Belluman of today is about to demonstrate superhuman strength, which is also his true ability!

Seeing that the old man acted immediately and was incredibly decisive, how could the two demigod-level banshees be willing to back down?

"Tsk, it looks weird no matter what you take off!"

Anyway, once you use the power of a true demigod, your clothes will definitely be destroyed, so what's the point of taking them off?

Do more!

Two half-dead banshees followed closely behind, also unleashing an incredibly terrifying magical power that vaguely revealed a strength exceeding that of the old man.

"Ako! Don't hold back!"

"Damn it, you're the same!"

Taking the lead, the two banshees slammed their feet into the ground, and with a sonic boom, the two figures expanded wildly as they raced forward.

At this moment, only Esther Belluman, who possessed similar strength, could clearly see that the two banshees' mouths suddenly split open, revealing ferocious, sharp serrated teeth, and their seaweed-like hair rapidly extended, coiling like tentacles. In addition, countless grayish-white scales emerged from their bodies, perfectly blending with their two enormous claws; these two now looked like two rampaging crocodiles.

They not only possess extremely terrifying physical strength, but also countless water elements gather around them, providing them with protection and allowing them to easily unleash the strongest water-based super-level magic.

"..."

Esther Belluman was surprised. He never expected that these two banshees who were allied with the witch Roman Hydra would be so strong. With such strength, plus him, they might actually be able to fight against this Abyss God.

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The three demigod-level powerhouses reacted incredibly quickly, and Li Lan's reaction was no less impressive.

As one of the lucky ones who had once confronted the Abyss God Ann Grenas, Li Lan knew just how powerful this mutated witch truly was more than four years ago. The half-baked Ann Grenas had already forced them to pay a heavy price, and the later-developed Ann Grenas almost killed Li Lan.