Witch, don't be so lazy

The female shadow whose face could not be seen clearly was the incarnation of Silsa, the second-in-command of the Northern Tower, the "Golden Witch".

But the only reason Lorena calmed down was because there was a guest in the room.

On the sofa covered with a swan blanket, a man wearing a windbreaker and a hood, holding a cane in his hand, looked like a traveler.

"Uncle Zedo? You're here too?"

The "Skyland Traveler" in the fourth seat of the Tower is Zedo Kashat, and it is his real body.

"Long time no see, Lorena! I almost didn't recognize you. How did you suddenly turn into a cute lamb? Oh, it's a true transfiguration, reversing the witch's curse. Amazing."

Zedo greeted with a smile, then paused, "How about you guys finish your quarrel first?"

"Ignore her. You're back a little late. Take care of your business first to prevent any drastic changes in the spirit world."

As Saoirse spoke, the giant golden hand threw the lamb onto the sofa.

A bright white light flickered on the scepter. Zedo raised it and pointed it at Lorena, causing ripples in the void.

"Not bad. The spirit world hasn't changed much. I've successfully located the garden."

Zedo smiled.

"A garden?" The lamb tilted its head. "What's that?"

"The witch's garden! I never thought you could sneak into the forest and get her things. Even though it's just an illusion, combined with the real relics stored in the tower, we can now locate the garden again."

After hearing the answer, Lorena was stunned.

"Eh? Baba Yaga's Garden? Wait, how did you know I went to the Witch's Forest? Because I used the hammer?

The lamb blinked its eyes.

"No, why do you sound like you're familiar with witches? Aren't the coordinates and history lost for thousands of years? I finally managed to secretly analyze them from the relic!"

"Haha, although your ability can easily do it, we also have other methods, it's just a little more troublesome."

Zedo chuckled and said,

"As for whether or not you're familiar with him, since he was once the ruler of the North, we younger generations naturally have to go and greet him. We've advanced plans for many years, and even tried to conquer the garden and deal with the witches and sorcerers."

"It's a shame. Back then, Saoirse, the Chief, and I all fell short. It will probably be your turn next time. Well, it'll be a long time before we get to the next level. At least until you hold your Legendary Ceremony... You've just broken through to the third level. How are you feeling?"

Although he was asking Lorena, Zedo looked at Saoirse.

"It's okay. We need to let her show her face more often and ask the publicity department to work harder. We need to establish a good anchor first to avoid problems later."

"I think I'm fine!" the lamb cried. "There's nothing wrong with me!"

"That's good." Zeduo smiled and stood up. "First, lay a good foundation in the academy. Don't always think about sneaking out to play. There will be many opportunities to go out in the future. Besides, you now have True Transfiguration, so it's not easy to reveal your identity. You may be asked to handle some special matters. Oh, remember to hide it well. No one else should know that you can turn into a sheep, right?"

"Absolutely not!"

The lamb blinked. The fairies in Paradise were not considered human beings, and no one knew her true identity. She answered with such confidence.

"A special matter? Is it dangerous? Is it fun?"

"Okay, it's a bit of both."

"Well... I also want to ask about the garden..."

"Lorena, why are you so arrogant? Go back to the Tower Academy, or I'll beat you up later!"

The voice just fell.

Zeduo had already foreseen how things would develop and stood up tactfully: "I'm leaving first. Goodbye."

"Bye...why do you want to hit me?!"

"I'll beat you up whenever I want, and I'll beat you up whenever I'm in a bad mood. Not to mention beating you up, I'll even swallow you up if necessary. You've grown so fat, if I swallow you up, I can at least seriously injure an Archangel and wipe out two of the Hymn Corps."

"Okay! Saoirse, you bad woman, you really have a vicious mind. I will fight you!"

The golden horseshoes lit up.

"You like to turn into a sheep and run around, right? I just happen to have a few whips in my treasure trove!"

A sound broke through the air.

"I'll fight you!"

There was another sound of breaking air.

"Fight with you!"

carry on.

"I'll fight you... Help!"

……

Xueshan Town.

Hans Magic Workshop.

He banged the table hard.

"Why don't you switch to the School of Shadows?"

Hans looked incredulous.

"I'm a little scared. Joining the Shadow School will easily deepen the connection. What if Antica finds me and slaps me to death?"

Anko took a sip of juice and replied.

"What are you afraid of? It's not like this will necessarily happen. He's deep in the spiritual world. Do you think you can just sink down there so easily?"

...It's hard to say.

"What if?"

An Ke tilted her head. "Isn't there a way to take advantage of the Shadow Protection without having to change schools?"

"No, you're drinking juice, right? How can you get drunk? You want both, right?"

Hans said unhappily, "Are you reluctant to give up the time you've invested and insist on following your chaos school?"

An Ke scratched her face and thought for a moment: "Actually, I've been wondering why only the Chaos School doesn't have elemental affinity. It seems very special..."

"Because it's a hodgepodge. Chaos is even written in its name."

"A hodgepodge is just the thing for having the best of both worlds."

"Are you sick? Do you think you are the Evening Star Evanga..."

Hans was about to curse when he suddenly paused and met Anke's gaze.

"Damn it! You're right! It seems someone in history has proposed similar ideas and even tried to put them into practice."

Chapter 42 Evening Star

"Evanga, the Evening Star?"

An Ke was stunned.

She was deeply impressed by the name: the notorious court wizard of the old empire, the most famous black wizard in history, a master of the Chaos School of epic rank, and possessed of extremely high attainments in the Abyss Magic Runes.

The other party successfully improved the "Telekinetic Shield" and extended the advancement of the "Elemental Seal". Since then, he has combined the spells with the spells of various major schools and created a new era of magic.

"Yes, he once had similar thoughts as you."

Hans nodded, then slowly drank his tea without saying a word.

Seeing the old man's expression, An Ke knew what he was going to do without even thinking, so she asked in a deep voice:

"How much?"

"Eighteen...twenty gold coins."

Raise the price directly in front of you, right?

Anke's face turned dark instantly, but she was already used to it. After all, the pricing power was in Lao Deng's hands, and he could say more or less with just his mouth.

Fortunately, she has done quite a lot of business these days, so she is not short of these gold coins.

After counting, he threw it over and Hans took it with a smile.

"Let me think, where should I start? How about a brief introduction to Evanga first?"

Hans paused, cleared his throat,

"Evanga, the Dusk Star, has no surname because he was born in the slums of a small town in the eastern part of the Old Empire. It's said that he was the only person in that town, or even in the history of the Empire, to have completed all the basic courses through self-study, then passed the entrance exam to the Imperial Capital and was exceptionally admitted to the Imperial Magic Academy."

"Because of his background, Evangar was the last of the freshmen to be promoted to a mage. But he was also the most famous. Before the ceremony, he pointed to the huge statue in the center of the square and said that the dawn era had ended and that the evening star would shine in the sky. He quickly became a laughing stock throughout the academy and even the imperial capital. But decades later, when Evangar slowly stepped down from the abyssal altar, the creatures of the entire empire bowed before him and sang praises to his lofty holy name."

Hans looked at Anke, who was a little confused, and explained,

"The demon god once worshipped and enshrined by the Old Empire, Lucifer, the Sin of Pride, was also known as the Dawn Star. Evengar successfully inherited... no, he absolutely devoured his spirit and was promoted to the new epic, the Dusk Star."

"...Is it really that awesome?"

Anke opened her mouth slightly, so surprised that she even forgot to drink the juice.

"Well, this is the greatest dark wizard of all time."

Hans said lightly,

"Let me briefly describe Evangar's achievements. For now, I'll skip over the policies and strategies of the Old Empire and focus solely on his contributions to the Chaos School... Well, although I'm a little reluctant to admit it, even though Ms. Adela founded a brand new school of astrology, this more or less involved the witch's power. In terms of Chaos School attainments alone, Evangar is still slightly superior."

"I won't mention the spells he invented. They're too numerous to count, especially curses. He's a master of curses. Uh, I seem to have strayed off topic again. Let me recap for a moment. Let me talk about his attempts to resolve the Chaos School's predicament. Note that those listed below all have significant achievements."

"First, the runes. I told you about this last time. Using runes to replace elemental affinity was successful, but since other schools of thought could also use it, it was considered a failure."

"Then there's the Soul Chain idea. Evangar's idea is that since other schools can use elemental affinity to mobilize the magic of other worlds, and the Chaos School is most famous for its mind spells based on emotional perception, then they can simply control other mages and then use their elemental affinity..."

"No, isn't this a bit too crazy?"

An Ke couldn't help but interrupt, "Now he's become the public enemy of all schools, and he hasn't been able to solve the problem. He's just pure mind control, manipulating other mages to fight."

"Don't interrupt, I haven't finished yet!"

Hans glared at me in dissatisfaction.

"Just as you mentioned, there are problems. Furthermore, mental spells rarely work on mages of the same level. That's why Evangar proposed the 'Soul Chain'. He wanted to connect the souls of multiple mages together in an attempt to integrate magic power and elemental affinity. Of course, he failed, but it wasn't a complete failure."

"The elemental affinity failed to fuse, but the soul and magic power did fuse after processing. Then the horrific Magic Flute Incident broke out. Hundreds of towns in the southern part of the Old Empire, whether ordinary or extraordinary, disappeared into the night accompanied by the eerie sound of the flute. In their place were the fifth-level demon Pied Dancers. Oh, coincidentally, this demon is best at mind magic and telekinesis."

Hans glanced at Anke,

"It seems the Flowery Cult is still active in the southern continent. It's a notorious evil cult. They love mages like you who have practiced telekinesis magic the most. You are the perfect sacrifice."

"Although the public didn't learn that the Magic Flute incident was orchestrated by Evangar until after the fall of the Old Empire, the Empire's top brass clearly knew about it by then. Perhaps they stopped Evangar's experiments for various reasons. Well, it could also be a simple power struggle. After all, at that time, Evangar was still just a legend, not yet at the level of omnipotence he possessed in his later years."

"Anyway, Evangar later focused his energy on other things, conducting many terrifying yet brilliantly conceived experiments. The Eternal Furnace based on the Solari School, the Kabbalah experiments based on the Naturalist School, his collaboration with the Abyss... Sigh, he truly is an evil genius. In short, it would take three days and three nights to describe him in detail."

Hans sighed, took a sip of tea, and said calmly,

"Those horrific experiments strengthened the Old Empire and also further enhanced Evanga's power. With so many resources at his disposal, it would be difficult for him not to become powerful. As time passed, he felt that he had finally found the path to fulfill his vision."

"Vision?"

"Well, Evangar initially chose the Chaos School simply because he came from a poor family. The education system in the Old Empire was much more brutal than that in the North. He had to seize every opportunity and spend money with the best value for money, so that he could make the journey from a small town to the imperial capital."

Hans stared at Anke and said with a hint of amusement, "She looks a bit like you, but you seem to be quite rich now..."

"Don't talk nonsense! We are so poor!"

An Ke covered her handbag cautiously, "Don't interrupt!"

"Tsk, once Evan arrived in the imperial capital, a prodigy like him would have been appreciated if he had a stage to showcase his talent. He would have had no shortage of money or resources, but he still didn't choose to change schools because he had a vision in mind that was very similar to yours. He also felt that the Chaos School was the most suitable to achieve both."

Hans paused. "Of course, the 'need both' here, in Evenga's words, means omniscience and omnipotence."

"The so-called Evening Star, in addition to corresponding to the Dawn Star, also symbolizes the end of all history and eras. This is the vision he set for himself, and only by becoming an omniscient and omnipotent God above Gods can this be achieved."

"And in Evangar's eyes, the Chaos School is the school most likely to embark on the path to omniscience, surpass all epics and gods, and become the god among gods."

“…He’s so crazy.”

An Ke couldn't help but sigh in her heart. Even with her golden finger, she didn't dare to guarantee that she was omniscient and omnipotent. But this guy actually dared to set such a grand vision in public when he was in the Imperial College.

"If the Evening Star didn't have this arrogance, how could it possibly bear the sin of arrogance?"

"Then what did Evanga do later?"

An Ke asked, "Since he can conduct experiments based on various schools of thought, does that mean he is also proficient in other schools of thought?"