The Forbidden Magical Laws of the Fallen Princess

"But I can still see the divine artifact created by my ancestor in this lifetime. It's worth it, really worth it."

It can be seen that the old dwarf blacksmith Chloe is in a very good mood, because his dark face can't help but break into a smile.

"Old man, how is the work on the shaft of your staff going? Don't tell me you're here to slack off now."

At this time, old woman Lobet Baron turned her head to the dwarf blacksmith Chloe and glared at him fiercely.

"No...no, I'm just waiting for the staff to cool down before I heat it up and carve the shape. That'll be it."

When the old dwarf blacksmith Chloe saw the sharp gaze of old lady Robert Baron, he instantly became timid and hurriedly explained.

"Well, if that's the case, then I will trust you for now. If this divine weapon ends up in your hands, I will punish you severely. Do you hear me?"

"Ah... yes, yes, I swear, I will never let you down... It will definitely become the most powerful artifact staff that the two of us have ever created."

"Since you are here, that's good."

Hearing the assurance from the old dwarf blacksmith Chloe, old lady Robert Baron's mood instantly improved.

As for him, perhaps to prevent any accidents from happening to the staff, he went back in shame without saying a word.

It seems that old lady Robert Baron is a really good person. Although she is a little eccentric, she always tries to do things to the end without making any mistakes or regrets. This is something I admire.

"Okay, next, you walk to the center of the witch's tomb, kneel on the ground, and let the witch's ghosts choose your magic core."

After hearing what old lady Robert Baron said, it seemed that this was the most crucial step. Therefore, I walked slowly towards the platform in the center of the witch's tomb with trepidation.

Because, I don’t know what kind of witch elf will choose my magic core and me... I’m really nervous.

Chapter 81: The Witch of Destruction

I slowly walked to the platform and placed the concentrated magic core in my hand on it.

Then I knelt down on my knees in front of the table, imitating the way the saint in the game I used to play prayed. I clenched my hands, closed my eyes, and emptied my mind.

And I prayed that I could, at this moment, possess a powerful witch's spirit inside my concentrated magic core.

Really, I'm actually a little scared.

I'm afraid that these witch ghosts are becoming restless, perhaps because they don't like my magic power.

After I prayed for a long time, if no witch's soul was willing to possess my concentrated demon core, then my attempt to make this staff into a divine weapon would really end in failure.

This is absolutely not allowed.

How to say it, as long as a witch comes, this magical weapon will be successful.

According to old lady Robert Baron, if the witch's soul resides in the core of the wand, it will possess the power it should have had when it was alive. Yes, it will restore the power it had when it was alive.

If it could be made to reside in a witch with a title, haha, then the power of this magic staff would definitely increase several times.

Although I don't ask for a witch ghost with any title at the moment, but at least give me a slightly decent one, at least let me use my magic wand, even if it is a weak witch ghost, I will accept it.

Because success is greater than failure, and is always better than nothing.

At the moment I prayed, I seemed to feel that the ghosts of the witches around me became more restless.

Although it is very likely my subconscious, the amount of magic element that has spread has indeed become much stronger.

So what are these ghosts of witches making restless?

"This... this can't be true."

At this moment, old lady Robert Baron suddenly made a very frightened sound.

Could it be that some incredible witch ghost or something scary really appeared?

If it really happens, how should I deal with it... This is really giving me a headache.

But I was really curious, so I stopped my "praying", then quietly opened one of my eyes with both hands, intending to see what was going on.

The scene that followed almost frightened me to death.

That’s right, I saw hundreds of witch ghosts, showing their original appearances when they were alive, surrounding this concentrated magic core of mine.

Wow, this is the first time I’ve seen such a spectacular scene.

"Evril, who on earth are you? You can actually summon the souls of most of the witches. This is too scary."

"I... I don't know either. I just prayed for a witch with a name, and then... so many appeared."

Really, I was really shocked. I was only expecting one or two, but who knew there would be a whole bunch.

"In that case, quickly choose the one you like. You should be able to see the titles above their heads at this moment. Those with titles above their heads are witches who had titles during their lifetime, and those without titles are witches who didn't. Hurry up and choose one with a title, otherwise these witches will gradually fade away over time!"

As soon as old lady Robert Baron finished speaking, several witch ghosts with titles on their heads turned around and left, then disappeared.

It turns out that we still need to decide quickly.

That’s right, time represents everything. If I am delayed here because of time, I will really regret it for the rest of my life.

So I held my breath, and then my eyes seemed to glow as I began to look for the one that caught my eye among the souls of these witches.

Really, with so many witches' ghosts, it's really hard to tell which one is the one I need and want...

At this moment, just as I hesitated again, the souls of several witches began to slowly disperse and then left.

And those who left were basically the ghosts of witches with titles on their heads.

However, the first ones to leave are of course the old ladies. Actually, I don’t like old ladies because I prefer young and cute witches.

For example, there is a certain gray witch, who has the same hair as me, but hers has gray hair, while I have real long silver hair.

Gradually, some young witches with titles began to leave. This couldn't go on.

If I go on, I will only be able to choose witches without titles.

By that time, although the magic wand has become a divine weapon, its value will be greatly discounted.

This is really not worth it.

So now I have to find a really good witch ghost.

"Hurry up, Evril, hurry up, Evril!!!"

At this time, old lady Robert Baron seemed a little anxious, and she shouted at me at the top of her voice.

Actually, I have been looking for it very seriously, but I can’t find what I like!

Just when I was confused and confused about who to choose, I suddenly saw a witch ghost with long silver hair and blood-red clothes, standing very far away and looking at me closely.

And there were indeed a few words on top of her head.

But because I ate the fruit of the sacred tree, I can basically understand any text.

But she is really pretty, and is about sixteen or seventeen years old. Although she is not a loli, she looks a bit like a loli.

Because she is not tall.

In that case, I will choose you, because I no longer have time to think about the souls of the other witches.

But why did this child die...she was so beautiful and so young.

Really, if I have the chance, I really want to chat with her.

I don’t know if I will have this opportunity.

At this moment, I stood up from the ground and walked towards the witch ghost with silver hair and red clothes.

This just happened to draw the attention of the seventy or so witch ghosts surrounding me to me, and some of the witch ghosts who were planning to leave also stopped, as if they wanted to see who I would choose.

Now that I have a target, I'm sorry to the rest of the witch souls. Although you are all very outstanding, my impression of you and I was not that good at first sight.

At this time, I walked slowly forward until I came to the witch with silver hair and red clothes standing in the corner.

Finally, I saw her title too.

The witch of world destruction... My goodness, it feels like this girl must have used suicide as a trick to die at such a young age...

But her title is quite impressive. Since you have a liking for her, then it must be you.

Chapter 82: The Witch's Soul Contract is Successful

When I walked up to her, she seemed a little surprised and showed an incredible expression.

But this expression only remained on her face for about a second, and then she showed a faint smile.

Maybe it was because she was honored that I chose her.

At this moment, almost all the witches around us turned their eyes to the two of us again, including the ghosts of witches who had just left and were about to disappear.

At this moment, I had a smile on my face, and then I stretched out my hand, intending to hold hers.

Because I don't know how to welcome her.

But judging from her clothes and appearance, she should be a lady of aristocracy, so she would naturally be familiar with my gentlemanly action.

Sure enough, she also stretched out her hand and touched the palm of my hand.

Although I didn't feel anything at all, perhaps the creatures in this world cannot touch things from the realm of the dead, so I couldn't touch it at all.

But the necessary actions still needed to be taken, so I still made the same actions and led her over.

It can be seen that she is quite happy.

Perhaps, most of the witch ghosts here want to leave, but because they are witches, their souls are trapped here forever.

If I take them away, it would be like giving them relief, and maybe they could even see the outside world.

Just like that, we walked slowly until we arrived in front of the concentrated magic core at that moment.

"Well, please give me your guidance from now on."

At this time I turned around and spoke to her softly.

Although she might not be able to hear my voice at all, she might be able to roughly understand what I mean from my lip movements.

She nodded with a smile, then she walked past me and towards the concentrated magic core.

At this moment, she pointed her hands at the magic core, and seemed to be chanting some spell or something.

Then, a blood-red light suddenly emerged from her body, and her entire body was washed directly into the concentrated magic core.

And in the center of this concentrated magic core, there seemed to be a golden flame that began to beat continuously, as if it had life.

At this time, the magic core, which had been colorless, gradually turned into a pinkish red.

It seems that everything was a complete success.

After seeing that a witch had successfully contracted with this concentrated magic core, all the witches present couldn't help but raise their hands and began to applaud.

Perhaps after bidding farewell to this witch, the soul of the dead can be liberated.

Then, the souls of all the witches began to slowly disappear, and the aura of the witch's tomb that had been restless before suddenly stopped and disappeared completely.

It can be seen that I really succeeded in the contract this time.

In this way, there is basically a 90% chance that you can own a powerful artifact.

Hehehe, it seems that my luck is really good.

At this moment, old lady Robert Baron ran towards me excitedly, opened her arms excitedly, and hugged me in her arms.

"Hahahaha, Evril, I succeeded, I really succeeded. I never thought that I, an old woman, had wanted to make only one magic weapon for so many years, and now I have finally fulfilled my wish."

At this time, old lady Robert Baron was very excited, and her body couldn't help but tremble.

This really made me complete it successfully, and I was very happy.

Of course, I was also very happy in my heart.

"Okay, this is for you. Wrap up this magic core with the witch's soul and give it to me first. I will be able to make a magic staff for you in about three days."

"Really!"

I was also very excited to hear this result.

Because it only takes three days to complete a magic weapon, it is really fast.

If I hand it over to that magic craftsman who is expensive and whose skills are not the best, I estimate that it will take a month to complete.

But this old lady Robert Baron only needs three days, oh how wonderful it is.

"You and your friends can stay at my place for the next few days. By the way, which witch did you choose? Does she have a title on her head?"