The witch thought I am a Demon God
Chapter 1011 - 517 Complete Meditative State_2

Chapter 1011: Chapter 517 Complete Meditative State_2

The Hearthstone Witch was ruthless and spoke from a unique perspective, and even the foreign soldiers who were not initially loyal to him started to listen. "You lot are just dogs that constantly sniff around for opportunities to leech off the efforts of others, so that’s why you’ve come when you caught the scent."

"But the opportunities you’re seizing are actually stolen by yourselves."

"We have strong and loyal true warriors who came spontaneously at the Emperor’s call, and we also have armies supported by the Empire and Alsace’s own troops. If you want to leave, you can go now."

In the military camp, hardly anyone had the intention to leave.

After all, they had come here precisely to mooch off the opportunities, their previous actions were merely attempts to test the limits of Alsace’s monarch, to see if they could gain even more advantages.

However, now faced with the Hearthstone Witch who would put people to use or set them aside without hesitation, they naturally had to stop these tentative schemes.

After the bonfire party, Ivita found the King of the Ancient Tomb in a corner of the camp and said to him, his back facing her as he stared at the darkness outside the camp, "What’s wrong, you seem so deep in thought today, are you regretting having helped me to this extent?"

The King of the Ancient Tomb did not turn around as he spoke, "I do have some regrets. Initially, we were simply competing for the Iron Crown, and now here I am, your faithful subordinate, at your beck and call, and when I think about it, I’ve really sold myself short."

"Ivita, meeting you has been my misfortune."

Ivita sighed. "Am I really that unpleasant?"

The King of the Ancient Tomb said, "Not really. After thinking it over carefully, perhaps following you isn’t so bad after all; at least you’ve broadened my horizons beyond my small corner of the world."

"I want to watch you rise, and then witness your decline. As the King of Zombies, neither alive nor dead, I have such an ability."

"Ivita, I want to see your end with my own eyes. So, I will help you."

Ivita nodded at the King of the Ancient Tomb, "I understand your thoughts now, and truthfully, I do really need you. Some things one cannot do alone, but together as a group, we might achieve different results."

"Actually, it was a week ago that I felt the call."

"I could sense that after I completed the Genuine Sun Universe, my other five Fruit of Magic were maturing rapidly, five vast universes continuously revealing all their secrets to me."

The King of the Ancient Tomb furrowed his brow. "I don’t understand. This knowledge is too deep, not even recorded in the river of knowledge."

Ivita explained, "The truth is, I haven’t completely reached the level of Witch Queen, not because my power is inferior to theirs, but because I have six magic trees in my Twilight Domain."

"Therefore, I must have six Fruit of Magic."

"King of the Ancient Tomb, the reason I’m telling you this is because I need a long period to meditate, to gain the remaining five Fruit of Magic all at once."

"I need more time, and that’s where I need outstanding subordinates like you, King of the Ancient Tomb," Ivita said. "The Empire, The Great Lord of Black Death, the Druids, the Kingdom of Frank; these forces are intricate and complex. Therefore, I need to enhance your power."

The King of the Ancient Tomb was puzzled, "But how can you strengthen my power? I failed at creating Dark Souls, and moreover, I am not even a living person. How can I increase my power?"

Ivita tapped the earthen floor with her foot three times, instantly connecting with the Genuine Sun Universe, and planted the Dragon Cherry Tree. Stimulated by the energy of the Genuine Sun Universe, the Dragon Cherry Tree grew robustly in a very short time.

"In the path of magic, even if I forcefully enhance you, it essentially adds my power on top of your own," Ivita said. "That wouldn’t be your own power. Once I enter into deep meditation, and even disappear from this world for some time, you might lose the overlay of my power."

"But you can follow the knight’s path. I will integrate the Dragon Cherry Tree with your body, and you can consider it as a kind of magical transformation."

With a wave of her hand, the Dragon Cherry Tree actually merged with the King of the Ancient Tomb’s body. "Although I don’t know the secrets of Knight’s secret medicine, from my higher perspective, I know that the ultimate path of a knight is inevitably connected with the Law and wonders from beyond the heavens."

"Now, by integrating the Dragon Cherry Tree with your body, I’m allowing you to unleash the power of a knight through the force of magic."

On the left shoulder of the King of the Ancient Tomb, a cherry dragon gradually emerged.

He knelt on the ground. "Such a strong power; I can feel an evil Qi surging out from within me."

"But Majesty, I cannot digest this power in such a short time."

"So, I won’t enter a state of complete meditation to acquire the ultimate Fruit of Magic in the short term," Ivita said. "Once you’ve assimilated it, you should possess the power of a Knight Marquis. Then, I’ll temporarily grant you the use of the Iron Crown Law, and you’ll be able to wield the power of a Duke Knight + Witch Marquis."

"But remember, this is merely me using magic to forcefully bestow upon you the power of a knight; your strength is still fundamentally rooted in magic."

Ivita’s thought stirred, and suddenly she teleported to the King of the Ancient Tomb, placing her palm on his forehead. She entered the sea of his consciousness, delving into the abyss of his being, and then set about destroying the flawed Dark Soul hidden within.

In an instant, the Dark Soul shattered.

A void exploded within the abyss of the King of the Ancient Tomb’s being, a void that led to an unknown destination; it was the aftermath of the flawed Dark Soul’s explosion, a hollow space left in the abyss of his being.

The void seemed to connect to a terrifying expanse.

"It’s the only way to let you create a new Soul of Darkness—by destroying that flawed one," Ivita said.

The face of the King of the Ancient Tomb revealed ecstatic joy. "There’s no problem with you destroying it. I have no attachment to that failure."

The difficulty of becoming a Witch Marquis was high, not only for many reasons but chiefly because once a flawed Soul of Darkness was created, it would occupy a spot, preventing anyone from ever forging a Dark Soul again.

But now that Ivita had destroyed his flawed Dark Soul, he could attempt to create a new one.

Ivita showed some hesitation. "However, such haste for success has left some side effects. The void that exploded in the abyss of your being is a problem. Had you not been an undying entity, I wouldn’t have dared to do this."

"I’ll leave a seal within the abyss of your being to help maintain its stability," she continued.

The King of the Ancient Tomb nodded. "There must be losses when there are gains. It’s an unavoidable circumstance."

"You needn’t worry too much," Ivita reassured him. "Inside you, the Flame Power and the frost forces are balanced against each other; these opposing forces balance out, granting you a unique form of immortality."

"That means, even if there are issues, there are remedies."

The King of the Ancient Tomb spoke, "It seems, Your Majesty, I am like the perfect test subject for you."

Ivita left that place. "Quickly adapt to the power I’ve given you."

"The realm of complete meditation is not far off for me."

"Even if I try to delay it until the last moment, I will be forced into complete meditation."

The next moment, Ivita went to find Saint Vestia, who was sitting in front of a candle flame, observing its shifts. Sensing Ivita’s arrival through the changing flames, she immediately turned toward her. "Your Majesty?"

Ivita asked her, "Saint, what do you think our odds are against the Kingdom of Frank?"

Saint Vestia shook her head. "Victory or defeat is entirely unknown. Alsace has the Empire’s support, and Frank might well be the most authoritarian state within the Magic Black Forest."

"Yes, it’s precisely because victory is uncertain that the hearts of the people are most important," Ivita said. "I promise you, I will never ally with heretics, so you can rest assured."

Saint Vestia showed a grateful smile. "Thank you, Your Majesty."

"This is exactly what I wanted."

"I, will forever stand by your side."

"That’s still not enough," Ivita said. "I need to enhance the Flame Power of your Vesta Holy Land, to increase your power."

"Because for some time coming, at least for a little while, I will be absent."