Witch Monastery

He felt the magic power in his body surge and the infinite power was growing rapidly, so he called out his system interface. Fortunately, even in this situation, this plug-in was still reliable and available at any time, and it immediately appeared in front of him.

When he looked at the interface clearly, he found that his mana had indeed recovered a little, even though he had not meditated or rested at all. Suddenly, he realized something.

As expected, this feeling, the surroundings are filled with extremely high-density chaotic energy, just like during the Witch's Night!

So where am I now?

A new force field created by Shannasa? A realm? A barrier?

Hiss, I really can't understand why Shannasa can master such power...

Regardless, if that's the case, then why not...

He stretched out his hand. Even though the sound had lost its medium of transmission here, he still whispered those two words: "Purification!"

hum-

A milky white purifying light shone from his palm, and then swept across the space around him. The dense chaotic energy began to separate, turning into magic power, divine power, natural energy, real matter and other things that can be understood.

Light things floated up, heavy things sank, and all kinds of energies filled the central space. At the same time, breathable air appeared, allowing him to finally breathe again.

"call……"

He let out a long breath, and watched the dark and turbid space around him gradually transform into a white world, and couldn't help but nod with satisfaction.

"Ok?"

Then he noticed that there was a familiar petite figure curled up in the distance, also floating in this space.

He looked carefully and found that it was Jutta.

"Yuta!"

He raised his hand and called out, and the purifying white light quickly spread in that direction, purifying all the turbid chaotic energy around her.

The next second, he saw the Blade Witch open her beautiful purple eyes and look towards him, her voice filled with joy: "Master!"

This space seems to have no weight.

They couldn't stand firmly on the ground. Then, she stretched out her limbs, as if swimming in the sea, paddling in this pure white space, swimming towards him.

Hawthorne's mind moved, and the magic power in his body pushed him forward, allowing him to float towards Uta at a slow speed.

In less than half a minute, the two met. Hawthorne held her hand, looking a little confused: "Why did you come in here? I remember you were quite far away..."

As soon as he said this, he saw Yuta's worried expression and immediately understood everything. He reached out and hugged her petite body, then sighed softly: "It's okay, I'll be fine."

Yuta didn't say much, but just hugged his waist worriedly. Hawthorne sighed softly, then turned his head and looked around, saying, "Let's study first to find out where this place is."

"Such a dense chaotic energy... I really don't know what the Eye Demon is doing."

Yuta frowned slightly, stared at the surroundings, and suddenly said: "I feel that this is more similar to the space where I was born."

Chapter 446: The Eye Demon's Ambition to Become a God

Hawthorne's expression changed: "Oh?"

"Yes." Yuta nodded. "At that time, I vaguely remember that on that witch night, the energy of chaos invaded the real world and split off a small piece of space, which happened to contain the guillotine that chopped off the heads of the sixteen kings."

"A huge amount of chaotic energy was attached to it, mixed with the many distracting thoughts placed on it, and finally I was born."

She described the scene at that time, with a hint of nostalgia on her face: "That was the situation at that time. I was wrapped in chaotic energy, my consciousness was hazy, I felt very safe, but I couldn't move. It was somewhat similar to the situation just now."

"So, I had this guess in my mind."

Hawthorne's face suddenly became serious. Many details about the birth of the witch were not introduced in the game. After all, the essence of this game was to let players sleep with witches, not to dissect witches for research... Ahem!

Therefore, he knew very little about this area.

But, if what Yuta said is true, then today, in this space, a new witch will be born?

But what is the true form of this new witch?

Looking at Uta beside him, Hawthorne lowered his head again, glanced at his double-headed sword, and then asked in his heart: "Monpot, do you mind changing your gender to become a beautiful woman who is loyal to me?"

Then, the confused voice of the Abyss Lord sounded directly in his heart: "What did you say?"

"Yuta and I were just discussing the birth of a witch." Hawthorne explained, "She said that this place is very similar to the environment where she was born, so I think a new witch might be born here."

"But I can't imagine what this new witch will be like. After thinking about it, the most likely one is this double-headed sword in my hand that has killed countless people, which is you."

Hearing this, Monpot sneered: "What nonsense are you talking about? This space has nothing to do with the birth of the witch!"

"Witches are incomplete and flawed magical creatures born out of the omissions in the rules of your material world, but they also have their own souls."

"And what about this world? It has just started, and even the world wall has not been constructed yet. The chaotic energy has not been processed yet. It is impossible for it to give birth to any soul or life. How can it hatch a witch?"

Hawthorne's expression changed.

small world?

Wait, this isn’t a sealed space, magic realm or anything else created by Shannasa, this is a completely new little world?

A new universe?

Oh my God... No, how could Shannasa be capable of such a thing?

His heart was pounding, but his face remained expressionless: "Oh, so that's why, no wonder I felt that way just now..."

He muttered to himself, then looked up at the place farther away that had not yet been purified, his eyes flickering.

If this was a field or barrier or something, then he and Utanu would work hard, bombard it with spells, and force their way out.

But this is an independent little world, so it is impossible to do so. No matter how much you bomb, the energy is still circulating within the world, just like running on the ground with your feet, no matter how fast you run, you can't run to the moon.

There are three ways to leave this complete and independent little world.

The first one is the safest, but more costly, which is to use the seventh-ring spell "Teleport", which can directly teleport to your home world, or a world whose specific coordinates you know.

But this can basically be abandoned. Now all the members of the monastery, including Hawthorne, do not know this spell. Oh, maybe Monpot can do it, but Hawthorne does not trust it.

The second method is "exile". The fourth ring's exile spell or the fifth ring's exile slash can also send life from another world back to its home world. Hawthorne and Yuta's home worlds are both material worlds, not here, so they can also use this method to go back.

Hawthorne didn't know the banishment spell, but he had learned the banishing slash. Now he just had to use it on Uta and then on himself, and both of them would be able to return to the material world.

However, there is a very serious problem, the spell of Banishment causes damage!

If it is not a necessary situation,

Hawthorne didn't want himself and Jutta to get hurt, so this option had to be the last one.

Then there is only one last option left.

Find the master of this world, the Eye Demon Shannasa!

Capture it, enslave it, and then force it to open the portal to this world again and send them both back!

After confirming this idea, he continued to hold Yuta's hand and said, "Shannasa is not that strong. The small world he built must not be too big."

"Let's search as best we can, catch it, and let it let us out!"

……

Shannasa is in a very bad condition now. As a beholder, it is just a special magical creature. In terms of life level, it is even lower than creatures in the material world such as dragons.

Moreover, its actual level was relatively low in comparison. It was not even a legend, so naturally it had no ability to control such a huge and complex chaotic energy.

The result of using these powers rashly would inevitably be that his own body and mind would be severely polluted and eroded.

Its mind was becoming increasingly insane, paranoid, and conceited. Its body was also beginning to change, with the pupils of its main eye and the small eyes at the end of each eye stalk beginning to deform.

These eyes changed from their original black round pupils to snake-like green vertical pupils, and now began to split, forming an even more creepy double pupil shape.

As for the surface of the eyelid of its main eye, some toad-like pustules began to grow, which looked ugly and disgusting.

If someone stood next to it now, he would definitely smell an unbearable stench, as if it were garbage rotting in a sewer, which was disgusting.

However, Sanasa himself was still unaware of all this. He was so arrogant and paranoid that he could only feel his anger rising.

There was only one thought left in his mind, and that was to make Hawthorne, the culprit who had caused him to fall into his current situation, pay the price in blood.

"Go to hell!"

He was muttering like a madman, and the eyestalk under his main eye was swaying gently, stirring up the chaotic energy around it like sticky ink, causing it to erode him more deeply. At the same time, he was controlling this power and trying to use it to destroy his enemies.

However, at this moment, in the distance of this small world, a pure white light suddenly appeared. After encountering this white light, the chaotic energy around it melted away as fast as ice and snow encountering fire. Even the chaotic energy stirred by it was quickly separated into several different kinds and was no longer under his control.

The Eye Demon discovered that everything that was pitch black in front of him was rapidly turning white, and the sticky and turbid energy was being separated into various recognizable things.

Clear and light things began to float up and turned into various supernatural energies;

The heavy and turbid things began to fall and turned into various real substances;

In the blink of an eye, the places where the white light passed became like the material world, with all kinds of clear distinctions, and became suitable for normal life to live in.

All this was what Sanasa wanted to see. But at this critical moment, such a change made her feel shocked and a little scared.

Who is doing all this?

Anyway, it wasn't him. He had tried countless methods before, but none of them achieved such perfect results.

Thinking about today, two outsiders were dragged into this small world by him, and suddenly, a premonition of unwillingness to accept filled his heart.

Those two people, the two people who were supposed to be killed by him, actually had the ability to help him build this world, allowing his small world to support normal life and lay the foundation for his next plan of becoming a god!

When she thought of this, a strong feeling of jealousy filled Sanasa's twisted heart.

How come those guys can do this and I can't?

Judging from the situation, he is obviously just a spellcaster of about level ten. Why does he have such talent?

The flame of jealousy burned fiercely in his heart, torturing him unbearably. However, looking at this purified small space, it turned out to be so charming that he felt that he was getting closer and closer to his goal.

No, for the sake of a more distant goal, I can't kill him now...

No matter how he did it, I want to use his power...

This is what Shannasa was thinking now. Then, he felt something in his heart and looked up into the distance.

In a world that had turned pure white, its extraordinary vision allowed it to clearly see two figures approaching rapidly.

It was while outside that Hawthorne chopped off his two eye stalks, and Uta gave him a mortal wound.

Anger and hatred appeared in Shannasa's eyes, but then she lowered her eyelids to hide it all.

It pretended to be generous, thinking it had concealed its emotions well, and suddenly said to the two people coming from afar: "Nigel Hawthorne, are you willing to cooperate with me?"

Chapter 447: Eye Demon's Enticement

Hawthorne, who was flying over from a distance, stopped his movements upon hearing this and looked at it with a surprised look: "What did you say?"

He was also being careful.

Observing Sanasa's eyes and tone, he cut off its two eye stalks. He didn't think that this narrow-minded and paranoid eye demon would let go of this hatred and reach a new cooperation with him.

And the fact was as he expected. Looking at Hawthorne's face and the huge double-headed sword in his hand, Sanasa's six intact eyestalks and two broken eyestalks were swinging restlessly from side to side, and it seemed that she was hiding great anger.

This was indeed the case. The broken eye stalk was still aching slightly, and the shame of being incomplete made the Eye Demon's rage burn even more.

I will not share my world with an outsider, let alone an enemy who hurt me first!

Just wait, you guy. Once I have built the world for me, or I have thoroughly studied the nature of your power, you will no longer be of any use to me.

When that time comes, I will personally turn you into fertilizer for this world!

The Eye Demon secretly swore and cursed in his heart, but a tempting tone appeared on his lips: "As you can see, Father Nigel Hawthorne, I am trying to build a new world. And in order to speed up its completion, I need your cooperation."

"In my plan, this world must be at least half the size of the physical world, and can accommodate up to 10 billion people. And because this is a world created by you and me, there is only one person these people can believe in."

As it spoke, its tone became excited: "Yes, you are a priest, so you should know better than me what this means!"

"These 10 billion people will regard you and me as their Lord, their Father, their Creator God. They will be loyal and unwavering in their faith in you and me. These are 10 billion fanatics who will never waver!"

"They can help you and me become gods!"

At this point, the Eye Demon's tone became more fanatical. His remaining six eye stalks swayed gently, like a preacher with open arms, preaching his doctrine to the audience.

But this is just its performance. Its inner thoughts are completely different. No matter what it says, it will never let others share its beliefs.

One of its eyestalks secretly stared at Hawthorne's expression. It made up its mind that as long as he showed any expression of being moved, it would immediately add chips. No matter what, it must make him moved!

This was the Eye Demon's plan. However, looking at the various changes that appeared in Shannasa's body due to her manipulation of chaotic energy, Hawthorne seemed to be thinking about something.

Is this guy going to die soon?

Indeed, Anti-Magic Stance and Create Demiplane are both eighth-ring spells. Shannasa, who can cast the former, is naturally qualified to cast the latter.

However, a demiplane made of magic and a real complete world made of chaotic energy are completely different things after all.