The witch thought I am a Demon God
Chapter 1016 - 520: The Greatest Threat, The Black Dragon Descends!

Chapter 1016: Chapter 520: The Greatest Threat, The Black Dragon Descends!

Within the shadowy illusion, the dead body suddenly jolted to life as if undergoing some kind of spasm. It seemed to realize that Ivita had seen it, and thus it took the initiative to speak to Ivita, "Monarch of Alsace, encountering me today is your end."

Ivita used energy sensing to detect that there were dozens of high-energy reactions around him.

Each of these energy beings was incredibly large, with the potential to be a threat to him.

But that didn’t make sense.

If the Underground Freedom City Witch Group of Frank possessed such power, why were they only ranked third?

Could it mean that the first was even more powerful?

But with such immense power, how could the Emperor of Frank control it?

Ivita estimated the distance of the Flying Dragon Knight Regiment from his location, but he quickly realized that the other party was using magic to move this phase space.

This meant that he couldn’t quickly get help from the Flying Dragon Knight Regiment.

Ivita didn’t want to take immediate action. It was better to reason with someone if possible, so he said to the bizarre corpse in front of him, "Are you the king of the dead? I can’t sense any breath of life in you, you appear in front of me like a purely dead corpse."

"A walking corpse."

"Without value..."

"A mere puppet..."

Ivita kept thinking of adjectives in his mind, lengthening his speech to buy time, all the while using his status as Master of Law to guide the Dragon Riders closer to his position.

The movement speed of the phase space couldn’t match the flying dragons’ speed underneath the Dragon Riders.

The dead seemed to want to find an opportunity to interject and explain its origins, but was never able to get a word in. "Enough! Ivita!"

"Your Excellency, today is your day to die. You have obstructed the path before the great Frankish people. To put it fairly, you cannot stand against our nation; your death is self-sought, and anyone who stands in the way of an empire of hundreds of millions will die!!"

Ivita remained calm and quickly analyzed with his Light Soul what the other was, and then with Dark Soul, he judged the existence of the other, since the other had been in a state of death, in what form they existed.

The undead of the Three Northern Undead Kingdoms were neither living nor dead, stuck in a BUG, between death and life and death, and not in either state, thus preserving a long life with severe flaws.

But the corpse in front of him was definitely not like that.

It was just a dead body and not an undead, yet it could move and speak, could use magic power.

Ivita spoke to it, "This lady? Uh... this corpse, I won’t make assumptions about your gender, perhaps you have a higher understanding of gender. So, this corpse, perhaps you should at least introduce your origins before you make a move on me."

The corpse laughed loudly, "I have already transcended gender, wholly unlike mundane people, with a mind broad and unimpeded."

Ivita scrutinized it; that was a charred corpse, what sort of gender could it have?

The corpse said, "But why should I introduce myself before I kill you?"

Ivita became solemn. "This corpse, I am the Monarch of Alsace, the ruler of four countries. Death is such a grave matter. The death of someone like me shouldn’t be trivialized. Don’t you think you should politely introduce yourself and use a dignified way of dying to dispatch me?"

Unexpectedly to Ivita, the corpse was already looking heavenwards, appearing quite content as if what Ivita was saying was a universally acknowledged truth.

The corpse said, "You make a reasonable point. I am the true witch of death, the Great Witch who has penetrated the mysteries of death. I have placed myself completely within death, yet I can still move, laugh, and speak. From this, I believe that the entire world is wrong, only I am right."

"I have discovered the true form that life is supposed to take, which is death."

Ivita couldn’t help but interject, "Don’t you think there is a grammatical error in your last sentence?"

The true witch of death turned her back, hands crossed, "Ignorant. Ivita, seeing you has been a disappointment. I thought you would be more noble, more polite, wiser, even capable of understanding me."

"But it seems you are just a mundane person."

"How could you understand my grand concept? I have spread and promoted my ideology throughout the Kingdom of Frank; my followers enter the true realm of death by ending themselves."

"Of course, most of my followers lack wisdom, and after they truly die, their bodies for some reason can’t move or speak anymore, which greatly disappoints me."

’It turns out it was just a cult, and I was tricked by such a person; my recent intelligence seems to be declining too.’ Ivita sighed. "Perhaps I don’t quite understand your perspective, the true witch of death. So, are you here to kill me now? Does the Emperor of Frank also support your views?"

"Right, how did you get your twisted neck? I can see that you’ve been trying to straighten your head to talk to me, but you keep tilting your neck."

The true witch of death, hearing about the twisted neck, was quite irate. "That was a necessary process to enter the true realm of death; my magic ceremony required me to pay the price of being burned and hanged."

"Back to the main point, you may call me La Vasan. When I was still human, I used to be a woman, of course, now I have transcended gender."