Witch Redemption

“Indeed,” Elizabeth nodded. “But I would like to point out something: if, and I mean if, they were to actually succeed in avenging the Kingdom of Ross and thus threaten the British Empire, then what should we do?”

According to the plans of the United Duchy of Ries, cooperation negotiations with other superpowers in the world are actually being carried out simultaneously. Currently, several other teams of envoys are heading to the British Empire, the United Kingdom of Kazan, the Elf Kingdom, the Naga Kingdom, the Fairy Kingdom, and the Ancient Wasteland in an attempt to achieve in-depth cooperation.

If witches like Karen Elf insist on seeking revenge in the future and disrupt their plans to save the world, the United Duchy of Reis may not stand idly by.

"This...this may require consulting our country's supreme deity."

When this was mentioned, Rean's orc Kodorossi didn't have much confidence.

"Sigh, I can understand their past experiences and their desire for revenge. I also understand that the biggest taboo in being a person is to advise others to be magnanimous. But in the current situation, I think they need to recognize the importance of things. Insisting on revenge will only lead to their own destruction. It would be better to cooperate, survive the prophesied day, save the world, and then settle the past grievances together."

That's what she said, but Livia Viner also knew that things couldn't be that simple.

She pondered for a long time before saying, "On this return to the Duchy, I plan to split my forces into two groups. I intend to take some men to track down those witches and see if we can persuade them to turn back. As for Lord Cordorossi, you should take all your subordinates and continue on your way back to report the results of this meeting to the King. What do you think?"

"That's no problem. But what would you do if it's confirmed that they're determined to retaliate against these superpowers?"

The lion-headed beastman asked, even seeming somewhat worried.

"Then we'll have to see if they have the strength to successfully take revenge on the Kingdom of Ross."

If they have the power, it means they could threaten other superpowers in the future. With the world in a precarious situation, as terrorists, they must be eliminated first to ensure that there is hope for saving the world in the future.

At that time, Elizabeth will naturally make the right decision.

Chapter 34 Holy Land Exploration

Having successfully resurrected the Sixth Apostle, Karamit, and obtained thirty incredibly powerful special mechanical spirits, Li Lan lived a very comfortable life for a long time afterward.

Normally, there's no need to worry about any dangers in the Holy Land of Metzina; all you need to do is look around and see if you can find anything of value.

Indeed, after several months of exploration, Li Lan and his team were fortunate enough to find many strange black and gray cards in this area. Their length and width were similar to the bank cards he had encountered in his previous life, but they were quite thick, more than three millimeters thick.

These peculiar cards, each with numerous strange and inexplicable protrusions or indentations, contain text and various bizarre patterns, giving them an overall mysterious yet extremely dangerous feel.

Because Li Lan had studied the books left behind here more than once before, she was able to make a rough judgment about what the card was.

It all started with a special technology from the mechanical engineering nation: "card technology".

This technique uses special methods, utilizing the corpses of monsters and the creator's own magic, to seal extremely powerful magic within cards, which are then given to the creator's own magical spirit to unleash incredibly powerful effects.

As for the extent of its effects, Li Lan hasn't had the chance to witness it yet due to the peaceful life she's been living recently; she only knows it might be incredibly powerful.

As long as it's available, that's fine; we'll deal with the rest later.

Furthermore, it was in order to enhance their own combat strength that Li Lan spared no effort in exploring this area and scavenging all sorts of "spoils of war".

These little guys, who are only 77 centimeters tall, are truly amazing.

Because they carried a small part of Li Lan's soul, they possessed their own consciousness, but this consciousness was incomplete and could only provide them with the instinct to fight, without any other additional effects.

Every time Li Lan was with them, she had a strong feeling that they were extensions of her own consciousness, and that when she closed her eyes occasionally, she could even perceive everything they saw from their first-person perspective.

In response, Yu Hui with black hair explained more than once, "After all, you share the same soul, so you can be considered the same person. Since you are the same person, you will have a strong tacit understanding in terms of combat in the future. I think you should thank us properly, shouldn't you?"

Faced with the two little ones' boasting, Li Lan naturally shouted "666!"

Hopefully, everything will go smoothly in the future.

It was December 24, 10031 in the Gregorian calendar, and a new year was just around the corner.

After confirming that there was nothing of value left in the Holy Land of Machina, Li Lan and his group ended their exploration and once again stepped onto the encircling wall thousands of meters high, deciding to leave this place as soon as possible.

After all, everything that needed to be dealt with had been taken care of. All that remained was to return to the Dark Kingdom as soon as possible to reunite with Lana and the others and discuss matters of revenge.

“Servant, this time when we return, I'm afraid some things will not go as you wish.”

Black-haired Yu Hui was still hesitating about whether to tell the truth. After all, she and Leviathan had been aware of what was happening in the Dark Kingdom for a long time, and their original plans were probably going to be difficult to continue.

"Yes, I know. Everyone has their own ambitions. I can understand."

Li Lan knew what the black-haired Yu Hui was implying, and he himself was also very clear that after being away from this world for more than ten years, people's hearts were unpredictable, and it was not surprising that the Dark Kingdom had deviated from its original course.

These things are not important. What is important is, even if he is left alone in the future, how can he take revenge on the British Empire and on the world?

"Speaking of which, servant, are you truly unable to let go of the hatred from the past?"

Black-haired Yu Hui walked at the front, the first to leave the top of the high wall, and soon entered an extremely long passageway.

Listening to the footsteps echoing in the corridor, Li Lan pondered for a long time before answering this troubling question.

Black-haired Yu Hui added a few more words, "If you choose revenge, then this world is very likely to be destroyed in the future, and countless creatures of the Dark Kingdom will perish with it. I don't think that many intelligent beings or witches will stand on your side, follow you, and help you complete your revenge."

If, if Black-haired Yu Hui and Leviathan hadn't caused trouble, then with the personal charm of the witch Kallen Elf, achieving the goal of revenge for the entire nation would probably not have been a problem.

But things are different now.

It's obvious that Li Lan and the others' hatred belongs only to themselves and not to anyone else. So why should anyone else have the obligation to pay for their past hatred?

Furthermore, in the face of a massive crisis that could destroy the world, shouldn't a normal person's thought be to temporarily set aside hatred, focus on survival, and settle their grievances after hope has been restored in the future?

“I can’t let go,” Li Lan squeezed out these firm words from his throat. He had always understood the reasoning, but even so, he felt it would be difficult for him to live a good life. “I’m not a saint.”

The four simple words "not a saint" already express his mindset. Perhaps it is selfish, but Li Lan is still unwilling to let go of the past. "Never forget your original intention, and leave no regrets!"

He wants the whole world to be buried with him!

Anyone who tries to stop him is on his opposite side and will die with him!

Even if it was once a dark kingdom, if it changes its nature and stands on the opposite side, the only consequence will be destruction. Li Lan will never consider any past relationships!

If it weren't for revenge, why would they have given up everything on Earth and chosen to return here?

This world is left to others to save however they want, and their only duty is to destroy it, to kill, and to extinguish every glimmer of hope in this world.

"Tsk, can't you have even a shred of pity?"

Faced with Li Lan's ruthlessness, Hei Fa Yu Hui couldn't help but mutter a complaint.

To this, Li Lan only muttered to herself, "When those damned great powers killed my predecessors and were ruthless towards us, did they ever have any mercy?"

"It is God's business to have mercy on the intelligent beings of this world, and what I need to do is send them all to meet God."

Just do it, until your life is completely consumed.

"However, I think that you witches at this stage probably can't do it."

"Black-haired Yu Hui reminded me."

"Even if you can't do it, you have to do it. Avoiding and waiting won't solve anything."

Li Lan knew his own limitations, but he didn't care; what he wanted was to have a clear conscience.

"You really are..." Black-haired Yu Hui fell silent for a short while, as if he had come to terms with it. "I say, do you plan to use a deeper level of power? For example, to sacrifice everything you have and use the power of the true god to help you take revenge. Of course, there is no turning back with such a thing, and in the future, even your souls will not be left."

"I'll do anything to get revenge, except hurt my comrades."

This was Li Lan's honest opinion. He had always had a misconception that the two ancient creators beside him might be the key to their successful revenge.

"Alright, since you're determined to die, I won't stop you. Once you've successfully reunited, Leviathan and I will give you a big gift."

Yes, a great gift from death.

Chapter 35 The Army Presses In

one Year.

Starting from the border of the Kingdom of Ross, this massive army of monsters marched into the southern continent, overcoming all obstacles along the way, and finally arrived at the territory of the Machine Kingdom.

At this moment, looking out, countless broken walls and ruins stretched to the horizon, seemingly without end.

The desolate scene of death filled all the powerful figures who arrived there with dread.

Above the ruins, five ominous, peerless powerhouses have officially arrived, and they lingered briefly due to a strong unease of unknown origin.

The leading powerful figure was the Second Apostle, Nyarlathotep, a peculiar man dressed in a black bodysuit with long, black, flame-like hair. Even though his face was completely covered by gray mist, one could still sense the horror emanating from his expression.

Behind him, the other four apostles were in the same situation.

The First Apostle, Cassandra of the Void, a two-meter-tall, silver-haired, aloof and elegant woman with grey-blue horns on either side of her forehead, was gazing at the horizon.

She spoke in a slightly chilly voice, “The destruction is far more severe than I imagined. No wonder my lord has forbidden me from touching this land since the age of myth.”

The arrival of the ancient creator, the dream witch Ihydra, completely corrupted the entire southern continent. If it weren't for tens of thousands of years of sedimentation, these living apostles would never have been able to set foot in this place.

The Third Apostle, Saint Zagalli of Despair, is a giant skeleton over two and a half meters tall, wearing a crown made of pure white crystal and a long black robe that resembles flames.

The apostle, exuding an aura of death, sneered upon hearing this, "To contend with these rulers is to court death!"

His words expressed loyalty to the mastermind behind the scenes, but the burning flames of his soul in the hollows of his eyes revealed fear—it was unclear whether he feared the power of the ancient creator or the impending death.

"None of that matters. What matters is whether you're sure that witch is really in this area?"

Within the Fourth Apostle, the Destroyer of Itemi, stands a slender male "mummy" only 1.7 meters tall, revealing only a mouth full of fangs and two blood-red, strange eyes with numerous compound eyes.

His fear lasted only a few seconds before he forgot it all and got straight to the point.

"It's definitely in this area, and did you sense it? That guy is still alive!"

The Fifth Apostle, Bloody Gurea, a petite blonde woman who looked no different from a normal human and wore a rose-red evening gown, uttered a sound of extreme surprise.

"That guy?"

The other four apostles were somewhat puzzled.

"The Sixth Apostle, Kalamiti the Plague, has risen from the dead!"

The words, once spoken, revealed an unprecedented shock amidst the oppressive atmosphere.

"impossible!"

The Second Apostle, Nyarlathotep, immediately denied it, her mixed male and female voice trembling slightly, "Unless her creator appears in person, she is doomed! No one can save her!"

In the year 10003 of the New Calendar, the five apostles joined forces to kill the sixth apostle, Caramette. Although the epic battle cost them dearly, they successfully destroyed the apostle's divinity and declared his death.

Even though she was once the strongest apostle, she was still a discarded pawn of the Creator Dream Witch, and no one could protect her.

Even though she had the ability to grow stronger with each battle, she was ultimately no match for the five apostles; her death was already inevitable.

Now they're telling everyone present that she's still alive?

Who would believe that!

“I don’t like to joke, and you should know what my abilities are.”

The Fifth Apostle, Bloodlust Gurea, is the strongest god-level being who lives with blood. Any creature that suffers any wound in the process of fighting her will bleed uncontrollably and will not be able to heal. Any blood lost will be devoured by the Fifth Apostle's bloodthirsty domain and transformed into a part of the apostle's power.

This ability, almost like a vampire's special talent, means that any creature whose blood she has absorbed will forever remember that creature's aura and will never forget it.