Witch Redemption

Lana asked a question and quickly received a response from Violet.

"Tracy needs to consolidate her position in the border area; it will probably take another hour."

Just as Violet answered, all the witches who were determined to leave, except for the witch Trish, had gathered around.

The ten witches—Lana, Lolina, Della, Violet, Sophia, Anne, Rosa, Edith, White Antelope, and Snow Antelope—all had a deep, life-and-death relationship with the witch Karen Elf.

The witch is only one of them; three other beautiful women of elven descent will also be leaving: the elves Rebecca and Susan, as well as the former princess Juliet, who once received a great favor from Karen Elf.

They may not be very noticeable, but their strength should not be underestimated.

In addition, the truly eye-catching figures are Lachesis, the former goddess of the Dark Kingdom, who has changed into ordinary adventurer's clothes and looks relaxed, and Cthulhu, the current strongest and most majestic ancient creator of the Dark Kingdom.

Furthermore, what is unknown to others is that the ancient creator who calls himself "Klein" not only took away two of his generals, the banshee Arceanor, but also three true trump cards that could influence the course of the battle: three young girls whose original forms were extremely flawed and who were possessed by the power of a certain ancient creator.

"An hour?"

Lana wasn't in a hurry. She stood not far from the border gate and waited. Beside them, three strange, expressionless little girls were silently sticking to these witch seniors.

To be honest, this wasn't the first time Lana, Lolina, and Della had interacted with these three little ones. They just felt that they had no intelligence, couldn't speak or even think, and sometimes they thought they might be similar to corpses.

In addition, these three little guys gave them a strange sense of familiarity, as if they had seen them somewhere before, but they couldn't quite put their finger on it.

It's quite peculiar.

After responding, Violet was not in a hurry. Instead, she consulted the real leader of the team, "Krystal, are you sure we need to head to the southern continent? I've heard that area is extremely dangerous, and it will definitely pass through the Kingdom of Ross. My biggest worry right now is that we'll have a conflict with that country."

Because everyone knows that with their current strength, it's really difficult for them to go head-to-head with the Kingdom of Ross; it's not that simple.

After all, that country also has a Chaos Creator who is feared by most ancient creators, an unsolvable being capable of reaching the level of a ruler.

The girl with long, dark green hair and a high forehead nodded, her spirits high. After all, Violet was really considerate. The way she addressed Violet as "Kuro-sama" with such respect made her feel comfortable all over. Combined with the sugary drinks she was enjoying, it reminded her of the wonderful time she was adored by everyone on Earth.

"It can't be wrong. The intelligence obtained by killing so many people is definitely accurate."

The meaning behind these words is quite significant. After all, in the eyes of an eternal god with infinite lifespan, humans are no different from ants, so naturally, she has no pity for them.

Therefore, the blood sacrifice rituals performed to help this country over the past year, which have resulted in a large number of deaths, are nothing to Krishnamurti, and he feels no moral guilt whatsoever.

"The Chaos Creator is indeed the most troublesome one. Shab and I don't want to provoke this guy."

When this was mentioned, Krishnamurti did indeed show some horrified expression.

Among all the true gods, there are actually four that can instill fear in the vast majority of true gods. The first is Azathoth, the invincible god who can crush everything.

No true god, unless they are insane, would ever provoke this ill-tempered god of death.

Or to put it another way, every living being in this universe, no matter how powerful, would tremble before the wrathful Supreme Father.

If we delve deeper, and consider the three pillar gods and the true gods below them as intelligent beings of the same dimension, then the supreme father god Azathoth is a dimension higher than all of them. The power gap between them may be only a tiny bit, but that tiny bit is infinitely large and extremely unsolvable.

The three people you least want to mess with are naturally the Three Pillar Gods.

One is Shub Nicholas, the sow goddess, a creature with incredible regenerative abilities and countless clones.

It is said that apart from the Most High Father, no true god has ever seen the true form of this sow god, and no true god has ever truly wanted to see His true form.

Perhaps it concerns a long-forgotten legend of misfortune.

The person who can be called "Supreme Mother Goddess" must be a super big shot with a lot of prestige, even if he is one dimension lower than the Supreme Father God. How could he be so trash?

Of course, even if only her clones are active in this universe, Shub Nicholas is still a being that many male creatures fear. It is a certainty that all male creatures, after coming into contact with Shub Nicholas's clones, fall into a permanent state of bewilderment, desperately wanting to mate with them.

In short, he has a terrible reputation.

The second is the legendary "Bubble God," Yog Sothos, a terrifying being who knows about space and time and can see through the past and future. The biggest reason I don't want to mess with this guy is not only because he's powerful, but also because there are practically no secrets in front of him. It's easy for him to find something on me, which would be a huge blow to my dignity.

It is rumored that only the One God and two other Three Pillar Gods could remain calm in the face of this powerful true god.

In fact, provoking these two ancient creators at the pinnacle might result in being ignored. What's most frustrating is that, aside from Azathoth, the one who can't take a joke is definitely the last of the three gods, "the wriggling tentacle head" Nyarlathotep.

This guy isn't just unbeatable in terms of strength; he's definitely mentally unstable.

This guy always enjoys teasing people, and more importantly, he's serious and the kind of person who can't take a joke and is very calculating.

If other eternal beings lose their joy due to their eternal lifespan and choose to live "without thinking," then this special being is the opposite. He is forever filled with curiosity about everything, and the suffering of others is His inexhaustible source of joy. What He most enjoys is inflicting despair on any living being, even His own kind.

Whether intentional or unintentional, once you provoke this guy, he'll be like a piece of chewing gum, impossible to shake off, and you might even be ambushed at a crucial moment.

Therefore, many true gods even believe that it is better to provoke the Supreme Father God, at most be beaten up, than to fight with such a vengeful guy, which will not end well.

At this point, Kel'Thuzad didn't have many memories of the past, since there was really no interaction between the two sides. As long as he was certain that the Chaos Creator was not easy to deal with, that was enough.

"Never mind, we'll see when the time comes. Right now, we don't even know if we can get there safely."

After thinking about it for a while, Mr. K, somewhat resigned to his fate, simply brushed it off like that.

Immediately, the witches around felt a little helpless.

Yes, once they left the borders of the Dark Kingdom, the journey ahead would be incredibly perilous, and they had no idea how long they would survive.

“Sigh,” Lana sighed, “we can only wait until we find Karen before we can make a more detailed plan.”

Everyone remained silent for a long time until dawn broke, when several familiar figures suddenly appeared in the distance.

But what appeared to be the arrival of the slime and ten Constellation-themed followers dressed in black and white maid outfits, who were bringing the water elemental witch Trish to the gathering.

"Sorry, sorry, I was a little delayed."

The witch Trish showed a hint of apology. Like the other witches present, she had decided to leave with Lana and the others a year ago after learning that Senior Karen might be in danger. However, her grimoire profession was special, and she didn't know to what extent she could help.

"It's alright, no rush," Lana breathed a sigh of relief, then turned to ask, "Violet, have you finished the handover on your end too?"

"Of course, we can leave anytime!"

For a year, Violet had been waiting for this day. They had done more than enough for this dark kingdom.

This departure did not betray the "gentle haven" they once cherished.

“Excellent! Our next goal is to cross the Kingdom of Ross head-on and reclaim Karen Elf!”

The grand procession officially departed.

Meanwhile, Prime Minister Livia Viner was also discussing a crucial moment while busy with the handover of the witch sent by the United Duchy of Ries.

Chapter 32 The Secret of the Beast Kingdom

What exactly are the responsibilities of a politician?

Livia Venere, the witch of the Red Fox Clan, has been pondering this question ever since she officially took over the Dark Kingdom more than a decade ago.

She may have known the answer long ago, and was prepared to bear all the sins for that answer.

In her view, as a person in power, she must stop at nothing to maintain the peace and stability of the entire country, and must take full responsibility for the country's future and development.

If it is necessary to sacrifice a portion of the population for the overall interests of the country, then she is absolutely capable of disregarding all morality and law, and even if her hands are stained with blood, she will still raise the butcher's knife.

Because losing humanity means losing a lot, and losing animality means losing everything.

The witch Livia Venere hails from a blue planet, possessing vast literary knowledge that serves as a constant reminder to her and all other transmigrators involved in politics, urging them to remain vigilant at all times. She teaches them that "politics" cannot solve all problems with mere sentimentality, nor can it save the nation, or even the world, in a future crisis.

Reality is cruel; not only are people's hearts unpredictable, but the biggest problem they face is time.

Therefore, in order to achieve certain overall interests that must take the big picture into account, neither the witch Rivia nor any of the other witches involved in politics would be soft-hearted.

For example, a series of plans implemented since a year ago involved countless dark aspects, causing the deaths of countless citizens of the Dark Kingdom, yet the witch Livia showed no remorse or guilt whatsoever.

"Everything is for the future of this country! For the survival of our compatriots!"

At four in the morning, the red-haired witch, who was getting up to wash, stared at her rather haggard but beautiful face in the mirror, and her expression suddenly turned somewhat gloomy.

When she occasionally wakes up, she always thinks of countless things from the past.

It wasn't really self-blame, but simply a feeling of immense pressure and despair about the future.

"Has it been a year? Today is the day those predecessors left us. From now on, we will have to rely on them for everything."

At this moment, the witch Livia recalled all the major events of the past year, all vividly remembered and deeply etched into her soul.

The first major event was to make progress on the "technological side." The witch Livia, using her position as prime minister, secretly brainwashed a small group of humans. With the help of this group of "loyal" people, she launched a blood sacrifice to make contact with the ancient creator Cthulhu from beyond the realm. In the end, she successfully deciphered the Empire's magic crystal technology and a "nuclear" technological power from her homeland.

In just one year, these two technologies have reached their pinnacle, and the Dark Kingdom is now a powerful nation with a large number of air warships and nuclear weapons.

The second major event, aside from these two super technologies, is that the Dark Kingdom has also deciphered another technology, which it has named "Mech Technology".

The raw materials for mecha technology all come from minerals plundered by a large number of monsters, and the source of power is also very simple: the purified magic core of the monsters.

The person who proposed this technology was none other than the genius witch Lorina Yuffie. After this witch mentioned the idea, all the witches felt it was a bit of a fantasy, but unexpectedly, this person was able to lead the project by herself, so that the handover was successful in the end.

In other words, starting six months ago, all the inhabitants of the Dark Kingdom had acquired a top-tier mech each, directly raising the strength of all mortals to a level infinitely close to that of demigods.

From now on, fighting the so-called Red Night Flood should not be too much of a problem; what we need to worry about is the loyalty of the people.

When the weak suddenly possess great power, no one can predict what might happen in the future.

The third major event is that the cooperation between the Dark Kingdom and the United Duchy of Ries has reached a critical stage.

Starting yesterday, envoys from the United Duchy of Ries officially entered the Dark Kingdom and will hold final talks today to confirm all matters of cooperation.

And today, all the witch predecessors will officially depart, and from then on, the Dark Kingdom will directly lose five trump cards.

One image depicts the army of followers left behind by the witch Kallen Elf, another shows the witch Lana Sivir and her 120 holy dragons, another shows the necromancer Lorina Yuffie, another shows Lachesis, the former protector of the Dark Kingdom, and the last image is very likely Cthulhu, an avatar of the ancient creator.

If the witch Livia Venere truly had a choice, she certainly wouldn't let these trump cards leave.

Unfortunately, it's impossible to go back on a promise made a year ago.

So we can only let nature take its course.

"Hey!"

For a moment, she felt utterly exhausted, but after a sigh, her expression regained its usual determination.

"The departure of these predecessors has not affected us much. Rather, it's better that a few guys with only revenge on their minds have left."

Muttering words that sounded like self-comfort, the witch Livia wiped her wet face and began to change into her usual dignified prime minister's uniform.

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Formerly the temple of the Dark Order, now the administrative assembly hall of the Dark Kingdom.

Elizabeth Smith, a werewolf witch, visited the Dark Kingdom sixteen years ago.

On that occasion, her main purpose was to lead a large group of witches to finalize the first deal with the Dark Kingdom, and she had a close relationship with the current Prime Minister of the Dark Kingdom, Livia Vener. This time, however, her arrival is not for a deal, but for a collaboration—a collaboration that could potentially change the future.

"Long time no see, Livia."

This black-haired witch with werewolf features sat at the other end of the reception sofa, with several spirited witch guards standing behind her, all belonging to different orc races.