Witch Troupe and the Undead

Once the cursed chains that had been swallowed lost their glow, they reverted to their original form and ceased to harm the Gluttony. Meanwhile, the wounds inflicted by the energy and high temperature it generated were not only healing rapidly, but the fat on the Gluttony's body was also being secreted at an exponential rate, restoring its original size, or even making it larger.

"Strategic error." The little witch nodded seriously. The other party was probably seeing a demon for the first time. They had simply put themselves into the mold of some kind of monster with extremely thick fat. They used the Sun Wheel Chain to seal the target, trying to roast the fat into grease, and then ignite it with the Sun Wheel Chain to burn the target to ashes.

However, the fat of a Gluttonous Demon is merely a magical structure that resembles fat and cannot be ignited by high temperatures. Furthermore, this monster absorbs external damage, especially magical damage, to heal its injuries and continue to grow.

"I knew this wizard was unreliable! Attack!" Two warriors, clearly dressed in foreign attire, emerged from the shadows of the building. They wore heavy fur armor with very little metal on their bodies, but each held a blunt greatsword that looked like a square block of iron.

It was clear that the two warriors had activated their extraordinary physiques. One possessed extraordinary strength, wielding a blunt iron plate to slash at the seemingly easy-to-deal-with hands beneath the Gluttony's body; the other possessed extraordinary speed, moving like a phantom across the battlefield, slashing at the other hand with his greatsword.

"Another mistake..." Roach and the others watched as the two warriors succeeded, but the Gluttony's seemingly weak hand was actually a trap. The moment the hand was severed, several long tongues shot out from the cut, piercing through the warriors' armor and pulling them directly into the "skirt" made of layers of fat.

"Leslie!" "Whoosh!" The arrow struck the grape-like head hanging at the top of the demon's head just as it stopped eating. "Thud!"

The moment its head shattered, the Gluttony let out a long, mournful cry, then began to wildly swing its tongue and attack everything around it aimlessly, while its body continued to expand, like a balloon about to burst.

"Growth is an inevitable part of life!" Livia recited the incantation to activate the staff with a rare serious expression. She spun the staff in her hand and laid it horizontally in front of her chest. As her small hand brushed across the staff, emerald green leaves grew from the wooden stem.

One counterintuitive aspect of dealing with Gluttony is that damaging magic is beneficial to it, but certain beneficial magic is seriously harmful to it, such as the "Growth Blessing" cast by the Little Witch in the realm of serious sins.

The Gluttony Demon's fat trembled violently, shrinking and contracting at an alarming rate. Then, to the horrified gaze of the adventurers hiding in the house, the fat transformed into muscle, turning from a bloated, obese monster into a muscular monster with gaping maws on its belly and buttocks, supporting its massive body with six incredibly strong arms.

They didn't even know whether the witch shrouded in a cloak was an enemy, an ally, or the mastermind behind everything. Who would give a monster a buff like that?!

"I think I understand~" Roach seemed to understand the tactical implications of dealing with the Gluttony Demon. Now, all of the demon's stored magic power has been converted into fighting muscles, and the energy and strength consumption of this structure is astronomical. The more invincible and violent it looks now, the faster and greater its consumption will be.

The reason for smashing the opponent's head in the first place, driving it into a temporary frenzy, was precisely for this moment. The enraged Gluttonous Demon frantically attacked everything around it; sturdy and elegant houses, shops, and even guard posts crumbled and collapsed under the monster's brutal violence.

"Stone is the bone of the mountain!" While the little witch maintained her blessing spell, the wizard also understood something. He decisively released a spell with the pebbles on the ground. Each stone shot a chain towards the Gluttony Demon. The number and thickness of the chains varied depending on the material, size and shape of the stones.

These chains are like spider silk to the Gluttony Demon now; he can break free in less than a tenth of a second and smash the stones at the ends to pieces.

These inducements also compel the Gluttony Demon to attack and move constantly, causing its muscles to become dry and even dissolve like fat.

"Now!" Alessina leaped out of cover, dodging a lashing tongue, and plunged his rune sword into the dried-up, dissolving muscle, gripping the hilt tightly.

The activation of new life force instantly revitalized the Gluttony Demon, leaving the wizard hiding in the shadows dumbfounded. Unable to understand the situation, he could only curse under his breath and, taking advantage of the tense moment when the warriors monitoring him were on edge, pulled up his hood and retreated to the very edge of the battlefield.

"Whoosh~" A green flame appeared, followed by a second cluster, and a third. Each borrowed power had an astonishing bill, and now, it was time for this gluttonous demon to pay its debts. The flames covered its entire body and burned ever more fiercely. Its tenacious vitality and growth ability turned into a boulder that completely crushed it.

After Gluttony had completely transformed into a burning torch, Alessina drew his rune sword. The blade was slightly deformed, and the runes on it had dimmed by about a third.

To be honest, even without this rune sword, a normal strategy could have been used to deal with the Gluttony Demon. However, that would usually require an adventure team of dozens of people to repeatedly restrain it, take turns resting, and create trouble with similar spells, eventually taking three to five days.

However, Roach and his group are different. The little witch's physical strength and energy are definitely not enough to play like this, unless Old Ma attacks in the form of the Horse-Headed Saint Lord and suppresses this monster. However, Old Ma said that he did not want to do this job because it would be a bit harmful to his body. After all, in this state, Gluttony Demon can cause him pain with brute force alone.

Old Ma declined the idea of ​​being relentlessly beaten by a monster for more than three days until it died of exhaustion. He would rather contribute demon materials and crystals and take on all sorts of hard labor, such as enchanting and forging, than use this low-cost option.

After the Gluttony was completely consumed by fire, a green gem was left behind. Just as Alessina was about to pick up this sole trophy, an arrow shot straight at her neck.

"Clang!" The arrow was suddenly swept away by the whirlwind. The little witch who had been watching this side gave Alessina a smug =w= smile, then puffed out her cheeks and looked in the direction of the attack, looking a little angry.

"Hiss~" Black Horse and Roach both gasped, then exchanged a glance, expressing their utmost admiration and awe for the courage of these foreigners. Although Roach had no magical perception ability, judging from the mane of the horse-headed demon next to him, the current environment was absolutely astonishing in the eyes of a creature with magical perception ability.

The wizard, who was fleeing along the edge of the battlefield, showed a hint of surprise. He placed his palms slightly on the ground, and after confirming that his senses were correct, he simply stopped pretending and started running wildly, as if the earth would crack open and devour him if he stayed for even a second longer.

Chapter 162 Shocking Roach for a Hundred Years

"Let's charge together!" Realizing their ambush had been exposed, the foreigners no longer bothered to hide and charged straight at the most conspicuous witch in the entire group. Among them, the most eye-catching was a fully armed knight covered in jewels (Rocky: ?) with a tall and strong black warhorse beside him (Old Horse: ?).

Then there was the exceptionally beautiful archer standing next to the knight, with pointed ears and algae-green hair, looking like an elf, and the stringless magic bow in her hand was proof of her identity as an elven magic archer. Behind her was a gray-haired girl with braided pigtails dressed as an alchemist, carrying a runic sword, who looked like she was from an academic background.

Once a knight mounts his horse, he can either ride on foot or use a mounted stance against light foot. The latter doesn't even have a formation, so obviously no one would choose Roach as their opponent. And the powerful warrior who killed the Gluttony Demon is a bit too far away.

The blonde girl was different. She didn't even reach the chest of the knight next to her. She had bright blonde hair, wore an oversized, ill-fitting pointed hat, and held a cane tightly in her hand. The cane was even sprouting buds, and it was hard to tell where the branch had just been plucked.

She was delicate and frail, and quite young. She had only cast one amplification spell, which had even caused a lot of trouble for her own people. She was clearly a novice who had carelessly thrown spells around in a panic. Look, her legs were even shaking.

Livia gripped her staff tightly to support herself. Several ferocious-looking foreign warriors charged at her, wielding their weapons. The little witch trembled, but considering her companions were behind her, she managed to stay upright.

"Capture the girl first, then take down the warlock!" The commander decisively allocated the priorities: first capture the enemy's buff unit, then eliminate the spellcaster. The remaining melee units would be easy to handle with the help of the wizards on our side. The only troublesome one was the knight, especially his fat, strong, and glossy black warhorse.

"What kind of magic should I use..." Livia looked at the enemy who was almost poised to pounce on her face. She was completely flustered, and although she was mentally prepared for battle, she was not physically or practically ready.

Fortunately, she had the advantage of the terrain. After a brief moment of panic, she started throwing spells randomly. In a sense, the enemy's judgment was correct. She was just a little girl who would throw spells randomly in a panic. What they didn't expect was the level of the spells that the little girl was throwing randomly.

The magic in the environmental objects was brutally channeled into the little witch's hands, and the rubble and dust instantly transformed into a wall of arrows that rushed towards them. The sharp stones slammed into the foremost warriors like a wall made of countless nails.

"Raise your shields!" The foremost warrior raised his right arm and small shield to block the largest rock, while the warriors behind him dashed forward to within a meter of the little witch, their blades flashing down...

"Snap!" The blade pierced into something extremely tough, soft yet incredibly resilient, like a large lump of sticky glue.

“Young man…” The hunched black horse stretched out its forehooves, which had transformed into claws, and grabbed the descending sword blade tightly. The little witch, belatedly realizing what was happening, threw down her staff, covered her head, and squatted down, trembling.

"Crack!" The slender curved sword was snapped in two by two fingers. "You're being a bit too ungrateful~" The black horse looked at him with a sigh, exhaling a smoke ring from its mouth. The smoke instantly burned through his skin and flesh from the inside out, and he turned into a pile of ashes and fell to the ground.

"Playing around is fine, but you should at least be mindful of boundaries and not go too far, understand, kid?" The black steed slowly stood up, and the four-meter-tall, muscular horse-headed giant searched through the ruins for a while, pulled out a rotten roof beam, and gently tapped it in his palm.

"..." "..." Everyone stared blankly at the horse-headed monster, then leaned closer. "So, what do you plan to do? Let me make this clear first, it's not convenient for me to make a move here. If you make me do it here, then I'll have no choice but to give you a less-than-pleasant ending."

"Retreat!" The remaining soldiers turned and ran without hesitation.

"This level of initiative doesn't seem like... that of an adventurer or a lone wolf."

“They’re probably spies from another country. Something this big can’t be kept secret,” Vilandella said. “But did they suddenly make their move because of what this Gluttonous Demon ate?” Alessina came over with a green gem. The gem was clearly man-made, with a golden rune on its surface.

"This... um~" The little witch, now recovered, looked at the gem intently, tapped the center with her small hand, and a halo of light rippled around the gem.

“This thing was eaten by the Gluttony Demon less than 24 hours ago,” Livia said seriously, “It’s still usable.”

"So, what is it used for?" "I don't know." It's a trigger switch; what it does depends on what device or magical effect it's connected to.

In the distance, the wizard who had just escaped the perceived danger zone was panting heavily. Just as he was about to rest, a sharp pain shot through his neck and spread throughout his body. Although it lasted for less than a second, it made him feel as if he had been pulled out of the water.

"..." The wizard pulled back his hood, gritted his teeth as he looked at the black collar around his neck, "Damn it, has it fallen into the hands of those people?" Now there's really no way to escape, and even if he did escape, it would be useless, as they could easily use that controller to kill him.

"We have no choice but to go back and try to get the controller." Just as he turned his head, the young wizard saw several warriors rushing towards him at an astonishing speed. It was less of a pursuit and more of an escape. However, it was to no avail, because as they were about to leave the shadowy area where the street was located, their shadows on the ground turned into an abyss.

"Ah!!!" The scream of falling into the abyss lasted for less than half a second before disappearing as the shadow rift closed.

"...It's better not to go back." The wizard decisively turned and left. If he didn't go back, he might be killed by someone using a controller; if he went back, he would definitely die. The choice was easy: just go.

"This has three speed settings? Is it remote-controlled?"

“Hmm, a radius of 2000 yards,” the witch nodded. “How about we try it in third gear? I’ve seen similar things in some big cities before; they’re usually connected to…”

"Thump!" A strong arm draped over Leslie's shoulder. "I hope you'll be mindful of the occasion and your wording when you speak, okay?"

"Yes, yes, okay." "Very good~" The black horse transformed back into its horse form, lazily chewing on hay mixed with monster egg liquid.

"Hmm, interesting." The little witch put the controller into her pouch. Now the road ahead was completely clear, and the next step was to reach the witch's ultimate goal—the library.

【Luster Royal Mystery Academy】The white obelisk is inscribed with these words. Next to the base is a mottled iron gate at least six meters high, entirely scarlet. Several corpses dressed in decaying but still recognizable once-luxurious robes are stuck in the doorway, their limbs outstretched. Clearly, when the disaster struck, people outside were frantically trying to escape inward.

"Alright, everyone, this is where I'll stop." Black Horse stopped at the door, and even Livia didn't force him. "There won't be any enemies here, or rather, if there were enemies, you would all die except for the young lady. There is no other option. If you include me, I will die too."

Black Horse's words were quite serious, which made everyone except Livia freeze. However, they dared not abandon the little girl and let her go in alone, because Old Horse would guarantee that they would die first.

“I think I don’t need to go in. At least when we run away, you can carry one less person.” She said “you”, but Leslie’s eyes were on Vilandella, who shuddered and nodded in agreement to the plan.

Roach pushed open the heavy iron gate, and the skeletons hanging on it crumbled into pieces and fell. Inside the academy, there was a path paved with white pebbles. Upon entering, the strange magic of the Sin Domain disappeared, replaced by an indescribable feeling—tranquil, peaceful, and gentle, like being in a mother's embrace, very similar to the temperament occasionally revealed by the little witch.

The road was covered with golden fallen leaves, and the trees on both sides, instead of withering into strange shapes, grew extremely lushly. With a gentle breeze, the golden leaves made a pleasant sound.

The road is lined with benches and flowerbeds. If you ignore the bloodstains on the ground, this place must have been a great place for students to walk, debate and discuss. In the distance, the main building is a standard Roman temple-style structure, with Roman columns made of a large number of round stone blocks standing on both sides of the colonnade, and rusty chandeliers hanging from the top.

Further away are four-story dormitory buildings with red brick and white tile roofs and a huge triple-domed library. Roach felt that this place was very similar to the famous universities he had seen abroad. If you remove the people in the shot, the buildings and atmosphere alone can give people a sense of tranquility and wisdom, representing knowledge and intelligence. The feeling of books and ancient wisdom seems to be conveyed through the scenery.

Of course, the above only evaluates the style of the building. As for whether the people and things inside match this style, it's hard to say. There are always those who are beautiful on the outside but rotten on the inside.

There were no monsters or enemies in the academy, only the occasional sound of wind and the rustling of shrubs and leaves. Due to lack of maintenance, vines had almost completely covered most of the buildings, and the flower beds were completely submerged by waist-high weeds.

But for some reason, the vegetation that grew did not completely destroy the entire complex, nor did it completely encroach on the road.

“They used salt…” Roach touched the soil on the ground. “When they were building the road, they added a lot of salt to the roadbed, and there was also a waterproof gypsum layer at the bottom.”

This means that the salt and alkali around the road will not be washed away by rain, but will continue to accumulate in the concave plaster base, making it difficult for any plant to take root among the small stones on the road.

"How extravagant!" Roach was serious when he said that. Even in modern times, salt was not cheap. Many countries used salt as an equivalent and even paid their soldiers' salaries, especially those completely landlocked countries. Obviously, the Kingdom of Luster was a completely landlocked country that did not border the sea. Its salt price... well, Roach didn't think it was very optimistic.

“Fairy dust… Hmm, so rich!” Livia examined the powder inside the stone street lamp. Even the witch exclaimed in admiration. Fairy dust wasn’t a valuable material, but if you used it to illuminate the lamp using its fluorescent properties, the quantity would be considerable.

“It’s not finished burning yet~” Livia took out her cane and gently tapped the stone lantern. A faint emerald green glow lit up, eventually changing into a bright, soft, and stable light like moonlight.

"Wait, don't waste it!" Roach exclaimed in alarm, grabbing her shoulder and nearly pulling her shoulder strap down with his movement. "This is much better than an oil lamp for lighting at night. You won't need to prepare your own lighting spells when you read at night!"

"Hmm... Oh!" The blonde loli opened her mouth, staring blankly at Roach, and after a long while, she nodded as if waking from a dream. "I see!"

With a wave of her hand, the little girl sent a whirlwind that swept all the fairy dust from the lantern into her little bag. To be honest, Luo Qi didn't know how much the little handbag on her skirt could hold, but it certainly wasn't unlimited, otherwise Old Ma wouldn't have needed to carry luggage.

Furthermore, this handbag cannot hold items larger than its opening, meaning the little witch cannot perform Doraemon's special trick of pulling out a huge device or object from its pocket. Passing through the abandoned school building, a kind of unbearable atmosphere emanated from the dark windows, and the little witch also showed a reluctance to approach.

It wasn't because there was anything inside, but rather the aura within gave Roach a kind of, how should I put it? It was a kind of tangible, physical existence—a clear kind of stupidity.

He didn't want to bring along any fragile college students in this other world, so he avoided it; Livia, on the other hand, seemed to be forced away by the overwhelming aura of "academic underachievers." Judging from her expression, Roach concluded that the aura of academic underachievers here was even stronger than that of Leslie.

"Livi, do you think stupidity is a great sin or magic in this world?"

“…Yes, ignorance is a great sin of magic.” Livia thought for a few seconds before answering Roach’s question seriously.

"Oh, that's not surprising then. For the first time, I wish I had this kind of magical power on my side too."

There would be no need to search through a group of clear eyes during class to determine which ones are genuinely clear and which ones are clear because of stupidity. Ideally, a device could be developed to detect the aura of stupidity, and it would be even better if it could distinguish what kind of stupidity it was.

Roach believes that those who are foolish because of ignorance should be educated and rescued; while those who are ignorant because of foolishness, Roach believes that they should not be allowed to enter university, as they are of no use except for wasting teaching resources. Oh, much better than just being able to afford expensive rice.

"So, why do these people possess such a strong aura of ignorance, devoid even of any trace of magic...?"

"..." Roach and Livia both looked at the dragon girl who asked the question with expressions of disbelief. The latter raised her little finger and pointed outside, and then Vilandella understood—the scene outside, the unfortunate figures hanging on the door, and the quiet environment here, which was like the eye of a storm, all explained why there was such a strong aura of idiocy even though the Great Sin Magic had been drained.

If they weren't incredibly stupid, that pile of stuff outside would be very difficult to explain.

The library's main gate was painted with an image of the Tree of Wisdom. The image looked somewhat familiar to Roach, and after looking at it carefully for a while, he realized it was an apple tree. But... was there also a legend of the Garden of Eden here? Or had someone traveled here before him and left behind a similar legend? The gate was carved from white stone, with golden apples inlaid on the relief trees.

Livia raised her staff, and the multiple seals on the door shattered in the next second, as if they had never existed. The door slowly opened inward, revealing a deep and long passageway.

The library entrance is a long corridor, with the stacks directly in front and circular corridors on both sides leading to individual reading rooms. To the right of the entrance are the borrowing windows, but there is no librarian in sight, only decaying books scattered on the floor.

After entering the corridor, the doors slowly closed, and the little witch decisively intercepted a ray of sunlight, turning it into a ball of light for illumination. The inner door was carved with two old men arguing face to face.

Roach gave Alessina a wink, and the two approached the door, gently and slowly pushing it open. Light leaked in through the crack, illuminating the floor and reflecting a beautiful, starry night sky. "This is... hair!?" Roach looked up, puzzled, at the hair that almost covered the entire library.

In the center of the library, all the bookshelves were piled up on the opposite door, and hair and torn pages were scattered on the ground. A scarlet chair with gold trim was placed in the very center, and jet-black hair hung down from the back of the chair, covering the entire space.

In this environment and in this state, Roach felt a strange, inexplicable drumbeat resounding in his heart, as if he were about to fight a BOSS.

"Welcome, intruders or visitors," a young voice rang out, even carrying a hint of childishness. "Whatever you are pursuing—knowledge? honor? wealth? or power..." Alessina took off her greatsword and gripped it tightly, while Livia nervously hid behind Roach, peeking out half her head to spy on the intruder.

"Whatever your purpose or where you come from, you are all sons of men who have inherited the blood of Luster..." A round, black head floated up from behind the chair, topped with a magnificent triple golden crown.

"In the name of the Daughter of the Night..." The petite girl spun around with her chair, "Please make a wish! Just one!!!! Whatever it is, please make a wish first!"

"Huh?!" Roach stared dumbfounded at the delicate and charming little face in front of him, which was covered in tears and snot, and her figure was even more childish than Livia's.

"Is this all you gods from the backwaters are?" Alessina's gaze vividly conveyed this meaning.

“Just one wish, and I’ll be free. Hurry up, make a wish… Wait.” The young goddess suddenly stopped. “You’re not Luster people?” She glanced at the four people and remained silent for a few seconds. “You have companions outside, right? More Luster people? Just one.” Silence was the only answer.

"Damn it, are you looking for death? Coming here to torment me!" A sharp, childlike voice echoed in the library, her black hair standing up like a venomous snake, but eventually lowering itself.

"Oh well, never mind, I'm really unlucky. Remember to close the door when you leave. Oh, I'm out of paper here. Write down 'No entry for non-Rustlers and dogs' and stick it on the door for me."

Chapter 163 It smells like a witch~ (licks~)

The young goddess, with her long, flowing black hair, sat back down. Looking up, she saw the four people still there, and the blonde girl was peeking at her furtively. The goddess's eyebrows lifted slightly, and her crimson eyes showed a hint of surprise: "Why are you still here? Didn't I tell you to leave and close the door behind you?"

"Well, we're here to find books."

"Oh, they're all over the ground. Look around if there are any intact ones." The young goddess looked bored, propping her left cheek with the back of her hand and casually pointing around with her right hand.

"Oh~" Livia carefully raised her palm, and the fragments of the book on the ground flew up and tried to put them back together, but she failed. The book was intact when it was put together, but the words on it could no longer be pieced together.

“This power…” The young goddess lowered her hand, her gaze fixed on Livia, and her body slowly floated over. “Eek!” The little witch decisively took half a step back, but was surrounded by black hair like a wall. The goddess of night in front of her looked increasingly puzzled, sniffing around her body, and finally hesitated for a moment.

"Slurp!" He quickly licked Livia's face with his small, rose-petal-like tongue, then put his right index finger in his mouth, a move that made Livia freeze.

"That's right, it really is this kind of 'thing'~ It smells like sunshine~ But, is it not ripe yet... No, it should be said that it hasn't even started yet... Hmm~ I thought they were all gone." The goddess sat back down in her seat. "This is not bad, it's pretty good."

"Um, Your Highness, what are you saying? Who exactly is Livi...?"

"What does this have to do with you?" the goddess said bluntly. "Besides, even if you ask me, I don't know either."

"Can you tell me some of what you know?" Roach pressed. At first, everyone was quite afraid of a true god, but this guy's appearance and performance made him impossible to be awe-inspiring.

"Do you know how 'gods' are born?" the goddess asked, glancing sideways. "Born at the time of creation? Arose as the core of the world blossomed?" This knowledge came from the black horse, and was also simple knowledge that Livia had mentioned.