Lord of Mysterious Wizard
Chapter 326: 321: Saving the Witch

Chapter 326: Chapter 321: Saving the Witch

A catastrophe that implicated significant Extraordinary Forces within the Secret Phoenix State—such as the Immortal Council, the Seven Ancestor Alliance, and the Witch Group—had finally been neutralized.

From the beginning, this disaster was fiercely perilous.

Even official organizations like the Bright Church or the Ancient Castle Bureau, without seeking help from higher authorities, were unable to intervene forcefully in any aspect of the Extraordinary War.

Especially as the disaster progressed, the continuous emergence of Exotic Realm Monsters, the Dwarf Demon Clan, a fleeting glimpse of the “Dark Dominator,” and the two “Demigod Level” powerful beings, the Immortal Earl and the First Generation Melada Witch, elevated the caliber of this event.

The mention of these terms continuously raised the level cap of this event.

Official records by the Church or the timeline of the “Immortal Count’s Major Event” aside, once the incident was neutralized, the most valuable Curios to surface were undoubtedly the result of a fortuitous coincidence—a corpse.

Diana’s Corpse!

Although others couldn’t discern a Curios’ information through mere eye contact like Tang Qi,

Anyone who wasn’t blind could see.

That corpse was a high-level Curios.

As the “First Generation Witch Melada” mentioned, it contained the secrets to divinity.

Tang Qi, having seemingly no intention to negotiate with the Church or the Ancient Castle Bureau, allowed his “pet” to swallow it in front of everyone.

On the Mysterious Side, there seemed to be no recognized principle for the distribution of spoils.

Generally speaking, it was still based on contributions, and from this perspective, Tang Qi taking Diana’s corpse was justified.

After all, he was the one who retrieved the corpse, he was the one who resurrected it, and he was the one who let the resurrected Diana devour the Divinity inside the Immortal Earl.

It could be said, Tang Qi was the creator of this Curios.

Thus, him taking this Curios was quite reasonable.

Perhaps realizing this point, whether it was the people from the Church or Jason and Rafael only showed a look of helplessness, but did not immediately speak out to stop him.

As for the few Wild Transcendent Ones who were fortunate enough to awaken from the “Slave of Misfortune” state, they consciously began to distance themselves from the battlefield.

Dozens of Wild Transcendent Ones involved in this major event had only about seven or eight survivors.

The rest died in the Black Mud Domain.

Spoils of war?

Surviving and leaving was the greatest benefit.

After Gluttony devoured “Diana’s Corpse,” Tang Qi, holding Sally, did not attempt to lay claim to other Curios flickering with ghost light within the battlefield.

The Twelve Ancestors and their descendants were all wiped out.

The bodies left behind, due to the loss of “Divinity,” could not give rise to new Curios.

However, being a powerful Extraordinary Organization that had been passed down for hundreds of years,

Although annihilated, some Curios still remained, like “Vite’s Eye” which Tang Qi had covertly taken earlier; without Tang Qi, this eyeball would have probably lain silently in some mire on the battlefield.

Tang Qi, eyes straightforward, seemed indifferent to those Curios.

The message he conveyed was clear by default; the remaining Curios would belong to the Church and Jason’s side.

Both sides contributed, just not as much as Tang Qi.

The Church side contributed the powerful Curios “Corpse Holy Grail” which trapped the freshly returned from the Exotic Realm, Immortal Earl, setting the stage for Tang Qi’s later exploits.

And Jason, he saved the residents of Winston Town and simultaneously helped Tang Qi forcibly drag back the fleeing First Generation Witch.

Both organizations played a vital role.

That was proper!

Merely relying on Tang Qi, a “newcomer” Mysterious Wizard, to solve such a significant event, even in the ever-miraculous Mysterious Side, would be hard to convince anyone.

“This young wizard, famous in one battle!”

“His name, it seems to be… Tang Qi?”

“He seems to be with the Witch Group, didn’t reveal any powerful combat methods, and seemed to talk the two Demigods to death?”

“Talk? It’s Knowledge, right? He seems to know many secret Extraordinary Knowledge, even aware of the Profanity Blood Curse from the Age of Ignorance, could he be a polymath?”

“You’ve seen such a young polymath?”

…

The Wild Transcendent Ones, who had reached the edge of the battlefield, inevitably turned the topic to Tang Qi.

Famous in one battle?

Pretty much so, although the Ancient Castle Bureau and Church also played a great role, they were all overshadowed by Tang Qi’s brilliance.

After all, both the Immortal Earl and the First Generation Witch, Demigod Level strong beings, consecutively died by his hand.

He didn’t act personally, but anyone could see, he was the key.

Tang Qi, with his keen perception, also overheard the Transcendents’ discussions as they departed, regarding being labeled as a “Profession” polymath, Tang Qi was not annoyed; whatever the profession, as long as it wasn’t a “Melter Wizard,” Tang Qi was happy to accept.

“Jason…”

Relaxed, Tang Qi planning to hold the gradually awakening Sally and say something to Jason like “pleasure collaborating” or confirm his status as a polymath—his original identity being a Wild genius Artifact Forger.

Coincidentally, these two professions are quite similar and often interchange, in the Dark Age, many strong existences had both polymath and artifact forging skills.

But his gaze shifted briefly, and the state of the witches instantly caught his eye.

“Extraordinary Creatures: Merada Witch, on the brink of death due to the backlash from the Profanity Blood Curse…”

Tang Qi’s face immediately changed.

He hurried to the front of the witches, including Esmeralda, and each witch had completely collapsed on the ground, with a thick aura of death oozing from their bodies.

“Is the backlash from the Blood Curse this severe?”

Tang Qi furrowed his brows and recalled for a moment.

The Profanity Blood Curse was something he exchanged from the smart projection of the Master of the Crucible after getting a “Temporary Divinity,” using all his remaining merits.

A curse spell mighty beyond measure and yet just as worthless!

Once activated, it could curse to death even a Divine.

However, the difficulty lies in making the curse take effect. The conditions it required were few, but each was extremely harsh.

The initiator of the Blood Curse must be a bloodline descendant of the cursed, with the number needing to exceed twenty (originating from that cursed Ancient God whose progeny number), and also, not a single bloodline descendant could be left out.

The initiator of the Blood Curse must deeply despise the cursed from the depths of their soul, preferring to abandon their bloodline rather than the source of the curse.

The cursed must be Divine or Demigod, with no interference from other Extraordinary during the process.

These conditions might seem not too difficult.

But just the first alone eliminated many opportunities for ambush against the Divine; besides the Divinity themselves, even other Divinities would find it hard to know exactly how many bloodline descendants the other has, not to mention gathering these descendants.

Switch to a more promiscuous Divinity, and perhaps even they themselves wouldn’t know.

The second condition is even more perverse, as not even during the Age of Ignorance, when Divinities roamed everywhere, were there many Divinities found who were despised by all their descendants.

It must be said, Merada was indeed ruthless.

Comparable to that Ancient God.

“Sigh~”

With this thought, Tang Qi had a clear understanding of why these witches were dying.

The backlash from the Blood Curse was indeed severe, coupled with their prior devastating loss of Divinity.

But a deeper reason was the deathly resolution in the hearts of the Merada witches, overwhelmed by their Ancestor, “First Generation Melada,” their beliefs had completely collapsed.

The Witch Group had been scheming generation after generation to make the prophecy come true, sacrificing a massive number of witches for it.

Previously, the names Esmeralda spat out at the First Generation included three who had died right in front of Tang Qi.

“What a hassle,”

Tang Qi muttered, looking at the Tree Demon, Granny, who had been invisible throughout the fight, now using some kind of magical witchcraft, wrapping each witch in green leaves and channeling vigorous Life Force into their bodies.

However, judging by Granny’s grave and sorrowful expression, the situation didn’t look good.

Tang Qi didn’t immediately attend to the other witches but walked straight to Esmeralda.

The “Housebound Comic Artist,” whom he first met, was now an exhausted old woman covered in blood, her eyes dim and lifeless as if she were already a corpse. Even the sharpest-eyed person here could hardly link her with the strongest witch of Secret Phoenix City.

Although possessing powers beyond ordinary human imagination, most Extraordinary were fundamentally still human.

Lost Divinity, collapsed beliefs.

Equivalent to a double devastation of body and soul, their approaching death was quite logical.

But Tang Qi wasn’t willing for this to happen.

He gave the “Profanity Blood Curse” to the witches merely to curse the First Generation, after all, with Melada hiding inside Sally, aside from cursing, Tang Qi almost had no chance of winning.

But Tang Qi clearly didn’t hope for the Merada Witch Group to be exterminated too; that wasn’t in his interest.

Reawakening Esmeralda’s desire to survive?

Ideas immediately flashed through Tang Qi’s mind.

Previous Earth had many news stories, whispering some cherished memories into the ears of ‘vegetative’ individuals had a certain chance of awakening.

Though the situations differed, the methods could be borrowed.

What did Esmeralda cherish?

To lift the worries of curses for the Merada witches?

To become a bestselling comic artist?

Or the agreement she had with Tang Qi, about training Sally to be the next Witch Leader?

A few thoughts passed, and Tang Qi made his move.

Of course, he wasn’t really leaning close to whisper in the Witch Leader’s ear, but merely gazed directly into Esmeralda’s dim eyes.

“There shouldn’t be any consequences, right? After all, I’m trying to save someone.”

“Boom”

As Tang Qi spoke hesitantly, a world intertwined with extreme red and golden Light Flames immediately appeared in his eyes, enveloping Esmeralda’s soul.

At the same time, a low shout was heard.

“Illusion Spell!”

Red dragged Esmeralda’s soul into an incredibly lovely and realistic Illusion World.

Whispering, how could it compare to the thrill of real experiences?

Esmeralda had never enjoyed the treatment of a bestselling comic artist in reality, but in the Illusion World, Tang Qi could easily fulfill her.

“Hm? What kind of treatment does a bestselling comic artist enjoy? Adoration from fans? Surrounded by male models?”