Witch Redemption

The sky is an endless night, and the flow of time is indistinguishable.

Whenever he had free time, he couldn't help but look up at the sky.

"I don't know how long I've been trapped, or how all the food I've prepared over the years is still not enough?"

A tall figure carrying a Libra Cross greatsword and with black forked "antlers" on his head paced through the gloomy land. His real name was "Lana Sivir," a traitor who fled from the British Empire, and a lucky girl who was forced to stay in the Deathly Wasteland in search of the legendary Dragon Kingdom.

In recent years, he has taken a little time each day to come to this place where he once fell from grace.

The reason for coming here is not to find a way out, but to see if any equally lucky fellow intends to break into this place and bring a delicious meal to this barren, godforsaken place.

Of course, Lana wasn't interested in human flesh; all she wanted was the dry rations these unfortunate souls were carrying.

Many adventurers once believed that the site of the skyfall was located in the Abyss Rift, and one after another, driven by greed, they plunged into this bottomless abyss. Only after they actually entered this hellish place did they realize that there was nothing there, only death and despair.

Every survivor waits in despair in this abyss for their death.

"Cuckoo-"

A small, chubby lizard rubbed against Lana's cheek on her shoulder, making affectionate sounds like a kitten, as if it were saying, "Master, I'm hungry!"

"Bear with it! You lazy good-for-nothing!"

He verbally reprimanded them a few times, but his wandering gaze swept over the countless dark figures around him. These numerous people whose faces he couldn't make out were all Lana's competitors. Even he, who was incredibly powerful, dared not easily provoke these old fogies unless his life was threatened.

Those who survived in the Abyss Rift were all incredibly powerful beings; in other words, they were all demigods, though their minds seemed to have been corrupted to some extent.

Their purpose in coming here was actually the same as Lana's; everyone was here to wait for food, except that Lana was relatively "picky" about food.

In addition, the figures around them, whose faces were obscured, were also wary of Lana, keeping their distance and not wanting to have any involvement with her.

The reason is not only that this witch possesses unparalleled strength, capable of single-handedly defeating anyone present, but also that the strange fire lizard on her shoulder is even more formidable.

In fact, back when this witch fell into the valley, these powerful figures had already clashed with her, resulting in the deaths of two demigod-level experts that day. After that, no one wanted to risk their lives anymore.

Having barely managed to survive for countless years, no one is so stubborn as to refuse to give up, like a headless brat who won't turn back until he hits a wall.

Osiris's Sky Dragon is the name of this fiery red "fat lizard." Speaking of this little fat dragon's name, one cannot help but mention Lana's incredible luck.

After fleeing the empire, he encountered almost no obstacles along the way, eventually even managing to infiltrate an adventurer mercenary group. On the day he fell into the abyss, he was, in fact, doomed.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, the little guy on his shoulder came to his rescue. Otherwise, on the day he fell, he would have been a pile of excrement in someone else's stomach, ready to be expelled at any time and die cleanly.

It's no wonder he dotes on his "little pet" so much because of this.

As Yao gazed at the endless darkness of the sky, Lana could feel waves of restlessness emanating from above.

“Strange, there has been some activity today, and it seems to be bigger than ever before.”

"Is it not just a few adventurers, but a large mercenary group?"

Although she felt a little sorry for these adventurers, Lana wouldn't refuse such a lucky break that she could have a good meal.

But why did today's commotion cause him a strange sense of unease?

It's like a resonance of souls.

Chapter 21 An Angel Came to My Side

Hope, the witch of the Raven Feather Clan, had long ago devised a series of countermeasures, including setting up numerous traps in the Traso Corridor for an ambush.

However, something completely surprised him: these high-speed humanoid monsters all leaped into the air and fled at full speed along the towering cliffs on both sides. The numerous traps set on the ground below became the biggest obstacle to their pursuit.

"These are different from the previous ones!"

Unlike those humanoid monsters whose full potential had been unleashed and who exuded an aura of despair, these ten guys who were fleeing with all their might were extremely cunning, perfectly matching the report from the Empire's informants last night.

"That traitorous witch!"

This opponent is no mindless fool. From the moment the opponent dared to walk into the trap, this guy had probably already made all the necessary preparations.

"Can we catch up?"

A relentless stream of undead creatures, along with a large number of humanoid monsters that suddenly appeared behind them, surged forward, violently breaking through all the traps to clear a path for them. The witch Hope even leaped onto a nearby cliff, intending to learn from these humanoid monsters how to cleverly bypass the traps.

Unfortunately, this unfamiliar way of moving forward slowed him down to some extent.

In the blink of an eye, the two sides had already created a considerable distance between them.

If it weren't for the severe shortage of manpower and the exhaustion in dealing with the monster army of this traitorous witch, which ultimately forced the witch Hope to spare a large number of people, she wouldn't have arranged for the empire's two strongest witches to stay behind as the last line of defense.

Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned, and the original plan still went wrong.

No one expected that the two strongest witches of the empire would be defeated so quickly, dying in just half a minute of fighting.

Fortunately, as expected, the human William Elliott eventually used the Book of Root Replacement, a sealed artifact, instantly adding a powerful ally to their ranks and causing a dramatic reversal of the situation.

There's still a chance!

The vast distance of the Traso Corridor would take at least several minutes to traverse, and safely entering the Abyss Rift wasn't as simple as just jumping down; the situation was still on their side.

For the first time since encountering the traitorous witch Karen Elf, the witch Hope felt so at ease. Especially now that the suffocatingly powerful woman was on their side.

"Lightning speed!"

With the unfamiliar female chanting voice behind her, Witch Hope felt her speed increase again, and catching up with these guys seemed to be no big problem.

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"All personnel, regroup! Except for the summoning witches, the rest of you, gather in the Traso Corridor! The rogue witch Karen Elf is about to escape!"

Using the "shared knowledge of souls," the witch Hope quickly spread the information about this place, intending to gather more witches to participate in the interception.

"Spell: Soul-Severing Decapitation!"

The most powerful ability that Witch Hope possesses as a necromancer is to inflict a soul-severing curse on her sacred artifact, the "Death Scythe," by offering certain sacrifices. The stronger the sacrifice, the more powerful the curse.

At that moment, using the corpses of Eris and the Wild Hunt as sacrifices, the next second after their mangled bodies completely melted away, the gray-white "final" giant scythe in Hope's hand suddenly transformed into a shocking blood red, with the swirling, viscous blood light resembling a blooming soul-devouring flame.

Its curse effect has clearly reached its peak; it could probably kill anything that is alive, even a god.

Witch Hope will not hold back at all. As soon as she catches up with this group of guys, she will kill them all without leaving a single one alive.

Behind the witch Hope, William Elliott, who was closely following, was still getting used to his new, powerful body and had also pushed his speed to its peak.

While pursuing the enemy, he also checked the condition of the natal magic book.

To be honest, none of the natives of this world have ever seen what the so-called natal magic book actually contains. After all, when these witches open their books, their natal magic books are always blank, and nothing can be seen.

Looking back now, this natal magic book is truly amazing.

For example, the characters "LV" and "MAX" that appeared in the text were completely incomprehensible to William Elliott, who had no idea which world's writing they belonged to; they were magical and profound.

Although he couldn't understand it, William Elliott could instinctively guess the general meaning, which was probably the so-called "rank".

Witches are always capable of growth, and it is rumored that this growth is manifested in the form of "levels".

The witch Kallen Elf is currently at level 45 in her magic book, with most of her initial basic skills maxed out. However, her strength lies not only in the trump cards of her main class, but more importantly in her other sub-class, "Life Creator".

This guy isn't the "witch devourer" mentioned in the Imperial Witch legends, who becomes stronger by hunting other witches; instead, he uses a different, unique method.

Hunt monsters.

This guy can use the magic cores and materials of monsters to create entirely new humanoid monsters, which are the powerful guys currently involved in the pursuit.

"Divine Revelation" and "Domain Skill: Twilight" are the two strongest trump cards of the Priest class. They are actually the ultimate enhancements to these creations, allowing them to unleash power and speed beyond their limits.

"The power of divine intervention... was that what enabled you to instantly kill those two imperial witches?"

Moreover, only by handling it personally could one realize that even William Elliott couldn't wield the peculiar professional artifact "Revelation." He might already be able to guess the cause of the witch Eris's death.

The wandering gaze quickly came into contact with the interface of the creator of life.

It must be said that the witch Kallen Elf is truly outrageous. She possesses a staggering 30,000 creations, and these are only those without real names, possessing only code names. The other creations with real names are likely Kallen Elf's true trump cards.

The Book of Root Replacement, this magical sealed artifact, can replicate all of any witch's current abilities, plundering all of that witch's abilities and profession.

In other words, not only these ordinary creations, but even Servants are all currently displayed in William Elliott's natal magic book, only the descriptions have all changed.

"Servant: Pseudo-Slime Elf"

Race: End Demon

Level: LV50

Note: After killing the witch Karen Elf, you will obtain the true form of Slime Elf. Due to the vast distance between master and servant, the false Slime Elf will disappear, and the true form needs to be returned to the British Empire for recovery.

Besides the Servant Slime Elf, there are also the Servant Feather Elf, the Servant Leviathan Elf, the ten maids appearing in the Starry Sky series interface, and three special servants with true names, all explained in the same way. After killing the original witch, you can obtain these powerful, original subordinates of the original witch, but you need to go to various places to retrieve them.

Besides the British Empire, there is also the Viana Theocracy, and two particularly outrageous individuals are currently located in the far north.

It's worth mentioning that "Yu Hui Elf" and "Leviathan Elf" are two special individuals with additional annotations. Besides explaining that the "pseudo-state" they can currently summon is incomplete in power, they also specifically state that their true identities are linked to the Creator God and are irretrievable.

Servant: Yuuki Elf

Real name: Six-winged Seraph Angel

Host: Creator Goddess Shub Nicholas

"Servant: Leviathan Elf"

Real name: Creator God Abhoth

Undoubtedly, the two most important pieces of information both pointed to the so-called creator god, leading William Elliott, who lacked sufficient information, to vaguely suspect that the so-called "creator god" might be the legendary ancient creator.

Furthermore, the witch Karen Elf, also known as Roman Hydra, was favored by three ancient creators, and William Elliott seemed to have uncovered an extremely terrifying secret.

The current Witch Kallen Elf is far from her complete form, because she is currently unable to summon these most powerful Servants, and her strength has naturally decreased significantly.

“Once I kill Karen Elf, I won’t be able to use these strongest trump cards for the time being. In other words, to be on the safe side, my best course of action should be to kill my enemy Lana Sivir first, and then turn my attention to this witch.”

William Elliott was caught in a dilemma. With a formidable enemy at hand, he naturally couldn't directly take action to eliminate the witch Hope and relieve these enemies.

"Since they want to enter the Abyss Rift, I might as well let them. I'm going in anyway, and then we'll fight to the death inside!"

Thinking of this, he quietly withdrew the buff of Swiftness, and suddenly, the speed of the fugitives, who were almost caught up with him, dropped a notch.

"Mr. William?"

"Sorry, this skill's duration is a bit short, and the limit on the number of uses has already been reached."

"..." Witch Hope didn't turn around, but just clicked her tongue hard, "Bad luck!"

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

The damaged body is rapidly recovering over time.

In just a few minutes, most of his bloodied and mangled chest began to writhe and return to its original state at a visible speed. As the last trace of crimson disappeared, it turned into fair skin, and a strong and powerful heartbeat began to sound.