Witch Redemption

That's always been her thought; she was so naive and carefree.

Because she had always had this premonition that she shouldn't pursue her past memories, as those memories would only bring her darkness and pain, and had no other meaning.

"Yes, Karen, Fenrir, do you recognize this name?"

Deeply concerned, Mira finally voiced her doubts, and as she took her next step, she turned back with a touch of longing, forever etching the image of the giant wolf's remains into her heart.

Faced with this rather unexpected question, Li Lan naturally recalled the first time she met the Sixth Apostle, Kalamiti, in the city of Kobe on the border of the Viana Theocracy.

To be honest, the three Icefield Wolves that came and went didn't leave a very good impression on Li Lan.

The first Icefield Wolf they encountered, Skul, was hostile to them, the witches. If it weren't for the intervention of the Pillar God Leragin, this abyssal monster would most likely have killed them as soon as they left the underground temple.

The second Icefield Wolf they encountered, Hati, wanted to kill Li Lan and his companions from the very beginning. If they hadn't gone to great lengths and used underhanded tactics to finally kill this abyssal monster, they would have already been corpses when they tried to escape the British Empire.

The third Fenrir, the Icefield Wolf that Li Lan encountered himself, did not pose a serious threat to him, but this guy was his enemy.

This guy killed two of his witch predecessors, and how could Li Lan forgive him when she thought about it?

Although he had always known that Fenrir, the Icefield Wolf, had hunted down many witches, many of whom were ordered by the Sixth Apostle, Caramiti, out of desperation, it did not mean that he could be so saintly as to ignore everything that had happened and then kindly forgive all the other party's actions.

Even if he could give up revenge for the sake of righteousness, he would still always have it on his mind.

This is his true self.

So, after a moment of contemplation, Li Lan selfishly uttered a sentence.

"I don't know them, and they probably have nothing to do with you, so don't overthink it."

Indeed, Li Lan wanted to sever all ties with the past and let Mira start her life anew, no longer bound by it.

Because Li Lan himself knew the pain of being bound by the past, he did not intend to let Mira follow in his footsteps.

Losing past memories is far happier than remembering everything from the past. At least Mira won't feel guilty about her past mistakes, even if those mistakes were all beyond her control.

Mira doesn't need to blame herself, and Li Lan doesn't need to complain either; life should just continue like this.

"Um......"

Mira, who had returned, trusted Li Lan completely and did not doubt his words. Instead, she left with him.

Only the black-haired Yu Hui, who witnessed it all, couldn't help but mutter, "Human emotions are so complicated. It's just a few witches who died..."

To the high and mighty gods, the death of countless ants is still just that—the death of ants—and it has no effect on their emotions whatsoever.

At the same time, I am also amazed that perhaps only humans would consider their own and others' feelings in some trivial matters.

For example, the fact that Mira's background was kept secret could have been told to her in detail, but this witch raised her like a daughter, severing all ties with the past.

In some ways, it really is a bit heartless.

At this point, Li Lan stopped worrying about it. Taking down the Pillar God Lerakin was just a small beginning, and the one who directly carried out this action was not himself, but the masterpiece created by the combined efforts of the black-haired Yu Hui and Leviathan.

He was just passing by and happened to be lucky enough to get a kill.

Another regrettable point is that the divine essence of the pillar god Lerakin has been left behind. Putting aside the problem of severe contamination, even if it had not been contaminated, Li Lan would not have been able to extract and use it.

Unless he wants to become a god of the abyss.

So they had no choice but to give up and start worrying about how to obtain more monster magic cores to solve the problem of adding "power" to the thirty special machine spirits around them.

Several days later, this question suddenly received a satisfactory answer.

Even Li Lan herself did not expect that there would be an unbelievable number of magic cores left behind in this gray and black desert.

Furthermore, all of these magic cores were left behind by Abyss-level or Super Abyss-level monsters, each containing an explosive amount of energy. In the blink of an eye, the power supply for all the special mechanical spirits was completely resolved.

These coincidences once made Li Lan wonder if she was following some ancient creator's script, and that things were going too smoothly for her.

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

On January 18, 10032 (Gregorian calendar), Li Lan continued to peruse her natal magic book while walking in the desert.

The screen that remained was not the "Exploration" screen, but the screen where the servant Mira was located.

Servant: Mira Elf

Real name: Sixth Apostle, Carametti

Race: Creation of God

On that day, the combined efforts of the black-haired Yu Hui and Leviathan directly annihilated a large number of abyssal and super-abyssal monsters. This not only affected their mortal enemy, Pillar God Lerakin, but also potentially five other powerful and arrogant apostles.

According to Black-haired Yu Hui and Leviathan, if they didn't rely on the power of some great being when the enemy outnumbered them, their only fate would be death.

Li Lan himself realized that it was not advisable to ask too many questions, so recently, after noticing that Hei Fa Yu Hui and Leviathan were unwilling to speak openly, he wisely chose to keep quiet.

The intervention of these two little ones, along with the help of a certain great being, solved more than just this one problem for Li Lan.

Another problem is the issue of Mira's rank.

After that one wave, Mira's level in her natal magic book jumped directly to the maximum level of 60, reaching the level of a god-like being.

In addition to "Fate Bonds", "Wasteland", "Divine Body" and "Infinite Magic", Mira has unlocked a large number of other talents.

Specifically, these include "Dark Control", "Killing Instinct", "Magic Protection", "Suppressive Magic Eye", "Magic Release", "Absolute Power", "Domain Skill: Plague", "Domain Skill: Dark Storm" and "Original Skill: Liberation of God-Made Body".

All the talents have extremely powerful effects, with the strongest one, "Original Technique: Liberation of the Divine Body," recreating the strongest form of the former Sixth Apostle, Kalamiti, which is hundreds of meters tall.

Li Lan currently only knows the textual information about the specific situation; she has not yet witnessed it in actual combat.

He could only be certain that Mira was an unimaginably powerful trump card in his hands.

"Awesome! Really awesome!"

Every time Li Lan saw this interface, she couldn't help but wonder if she was also a hidden European.

Perhaps because he rarely heard Li Lan muttering, the black-haired Yu Hui couldn't help but feel smug. "Hmph, the script we arranged because we were in a good mood will definitely satisfy you!"

Since this witch is determined to return for revenge, forcing these two ancient creators to risk their lives to accompany her, they naturally decided to go all out regardless of the consequences.

In any case, as long as they can improve the witch's combat power within a reasonable range, they don't mind using any means necessary.

Li Lan wasn't oblivious to the implication of those words. He then asked, "If I didn't rely on these opportunities you created, and relied solely on myself, then my revenge..."

"That's not revenge, that's suicide."

Black-haired Yu Hui really wasn't being polite at all. She explained, "If you return to the Dark Kingdom normally, what will you do if the people of the Dark Kingdom don't help you afterward?"

Just as Li Lan was about to answer, Leviathan, a member of the "head-down" clan next to her, subconsciously added, "They'll definitely lead those witch ladies and charge into the Kingdom of Ross to their deaths, only to be eliminated head-on by that obstacle from a while ago."

"..."

After thinking about it carefully, Li Lan realized that it was indeed true.

Black-haired Yu Hui waved his hand slightly. "Let's put it another way. What are some of the trump cards you think might be on your side, willing to fight for you?"

First of all, it's certain that Lana, Lolina, and Della have been through thick and thin together in the past, and they will certainly be in the same situation in the future.

The four witches who escaped the British Empire in the same batch have Li Lan's 30,000 powerful followers and multiple servants, Lana's 120 holy dragons, Lolina's explosive undead, and Della's absolutely powerful long-range support and output.

These are just superficially luxurious; in reality, the power they can unleash is definitely not enough to launch a direct confrontation with the Kingdom of Ross.

According to Hei Fa Yu Hui, the group that was wiped out using special powers some time ago actually still had five incredibly powerful apostles, who could be considered the strongest fighting force currently excluding the ancient creator's avatar. Add to that the immeasurable number of abyssal and super-abyssal monsters, and if Li Lan and his group dared to attack, they would definitely be committing suicide.

That's absolutely suicide!

Secondly, Li Lan was unsure whether the other witches who had received her favors would also follow suit.

For example, there are witches like Violet, Anne, and Sophia, as well as witches like Rosa, Miranda, and Hera, and a large number of witches who were later introduced to the Dark Kingdom but missed out on meeting Li Lan and his group.

All of these are unknowns, and not everyone will necessarily be willing to die with them.

Who are you? You expect me to avenge your family?

This is roughly the reality of the problem, and Li Lan herself is well aware of it.

Finally, aside from the witch's forces, how many of the world's native inhabitants are willing to stand by his side and face death together is certainly an unknown.

Li Lan's idea of ​​destroying everything and ruining the world is definitely part of the "chaotic evil" faction, which is difficult for the vast majority of people in this world to accept.

In any case, when the world is on the verge of destruction, shouldn't the normal thought be to put aside all prejudices, seek cooperation, and save the world before talking about anything else?

If the witch's forces might be able to attract followers, then as for the local inhabitants, Li Lan really couldn't think of how many would actually stand on his side.

"Right? No matter how you look at it, with your strength, you are not even qualified to fight the Kingdom of Ross head-on, let alone contend with the British Empire."

"Without external help, even if you work hard for another hundred years in this world, it will be difficult to achieve your own goals."

Black-haired Yu Hui's words were spot on; from the very beginning, she had never been optimistic about this revenge journey.

Not only her, but also Leviathan, and another truly invincible powerhouse who lived in seclusion on Earth, also saw the source of the symptoms.

This world is a "chessboard of gods", where everything has its own rules of destiny. How can a few witches possibly shake this world and compete with all the ancient creators?

Dreaming big!

Even if that invincible being intervened from the sidelines and secretly helped these witches, it was merely a drop in the ocean, or even a case of drinking poison to quench thirst.

It's not that simple.

Even after clearing away the obstacles related to the apostles, resurrecting the sixth apostle, Kalamiti, and dealing with the terrifying war weapons passed down from the mythical era, they were only barely able to contend with the Kingdom of Ross. They still had to hope that the creator of chaos wouldn't personally intervene and wipe out these witches.

As for being at odds with the whole world, that's far from enough.

"Let's take it one step at a time. That's how I got here before," Li Lan had thought about these issues before. This time, he didn't care about his own life or death, so he seemed quite calm. "Anyway, let's start with the Kingdom of Ross. No matter how many people are willing to help us, we can accept it."

Everyone has their own ambitions. Let whoever wants to save this world do so, just don't stop them from taking their revenge.

“Really,” Yu Hui with black hair shook his head, “but don’t worry, everything is under control!”

Damn it, the ancient creator Shub-Niggurath, the ancient creator Azathoth, the ancient creator Cthulhu, the ancient creator Abkhos, and even the ancient creator Yog-Sothoth who is hiding behind the scenes—so many famous creators are watching this chessboard and acting as the driving force behind it. If they still can't overturn this game, then it's truly outrageous!

Even gods can be arrogant.

While they might not openly feud or consider it beneath them, they're perfectly capable of engaging in underhanded tactics and causing trouble behind the scenes.

"In short, we'll have to wait until you all reunite."

There's nothing shameful about clinging to someone's coattails; this applies to games and real life alike.

What does it matter if we bow down to others if we can use any external force we can borrow to achieve our ultimate goal?

"Haha, that's true."

Li Lan felt relieved. Since Hei Fa Yu Hui had said so, he only needed to be bold and reckless from now on.

He did a quick calculation of the time and the journey, and realized that it would probably take another three months before they could reach the border of the Kingdom of Rus.