The witch thought I am a Demon God
Chapter 141 - 112 New Fire Magic Causes Sky Anomaly 4100_1

Chapter 141: Chapter 112 New Fire Magic Causes Sky Anomaly 4100_1

A colossal flame converged at a point, centered around Ivita’s left eye.

On gear number 3333, the Fire Giant was disintegrating, starting with its crown.

The throne has shifted, so naturally, the crown would dissolve.

Next was the Fire Giant’s right foot which collapsed into a mass of flames. The body of the Fire Giant fell like a collapsing mountain in an instant, pressing down on the gear. The body of the Fire Giant couldn’t maintain its human form anymore, disintegrating into pure flames along with the Eight-headed Fire Python it held within its grasp.

The massive spirits sustaining the two types of fire magic were gradually transferring into Ivita’s left eye, and since the Fire Demon’s body and soul had already left this plane, these two magics could no longer be maintained.

The two flames combined into a giant bonfire, seemingly celebrating the birth of new magic.

Seeing this, Hearthstone Grand Witch danced with joy. Unconsciously, she had begun to see Ivita’s interests as her own, a fact that even she herself was unaware of.

"The spirit inside the flame has been completely transferred."

"The crown has won!"

"Hahaha..."

"The crown is indeed the strongest."

In this way, she wouldn’t have to worry about the Demon God being upset due to the lack of a physical body to descend upon the mortal world.

In a certain sense, Hearthstone Witch was more worried about this.

She always felt that if she wanted to escape, she could easily leave this mechanical clock. As for whether the Fire Demon could escape from here and destroy Parviga, what did that have to do with her?

By then, she would have bidden farewell to the city of Parviga, far away on horseback.

The Dwarf Corps who didn’t manage to evacuate in time saw this scene. Although they did not fully understand the situation, they could definitely see the collapse of the body of the Fire Demon.

They knew that Ivita had won.

All the Dwarves were cheering, not just for Ivita, but also for their own hard work and the sacrifices of their generations.

Some Dwarves were even crying with joy, dropping their weapons and weeping on their knees.

"The Fire Demon is dead, my family, do you see it?"

"The Fire Demon is dead!"

"The ever-immortal Fire Demon was killed by the wielder of the Sword of Legend, the demon who time and again broke the seals -- it is finally dead."

"Who said the Fire Demon can never die, who said this is a never-ending war!"

"The Fire Demon is dead, the Clock Kingdom has achieved the final victory in this war!"

Batch after batch of Dwarves raised their spears high above their heads, shouting in celebration.

These raucous voices converged in mid-air, becoming a unified chorus.

"Sword of Legend!"

"Sword of Legend!"

The miniature army’s generals, having seen the death of their king, after a brief period of mourning, collectively advocated for Ivita, the killer of the Fire Demon to ascend the throne and all the dwarves on the gear islands of the Clock Kingdom would swear allegiance to him!

Meanwhile, amidst the orange sea of fire, Ivita turned to look at Melissa and looked at her sarcastically. "It seems that I pass the test?"

"It appears that the Thousand-Year Fire can also choose those who rebel and stray, Lady Melissa."

Melissa narrowed her eyes and gritted her teeth. No one had ever dared to speak to the three witches of the east in such a way before.

Despite being trapped in the Thousand-Year Fire, they remained intact as incredibly ancient witches, arguably the oldest witches in the world.

Melissa calmed her emotions, though she was not the kind of witch that could play on emotions as if it were an art form and could control her emotions well, she knew the bigger picture outweighs her feelings.

As the person chosen by the Thousand-Year Fire, she couldn’t oppose him.

Although what Ivita did had displeased her, the path of the Thousand-Year Fire was still her path.

She quickly weighed it up and decided the path was more important.

Melissa forced a smile. "Lord Igniter, you are truly an arrogant young man. The Thousand-Year Fire saw something valuable in your arrogant and ignorant nature, thus it chose you."

"I hope you make good use of this opportunity."

Ivita lowered his eyes, understanding her implication that she believed his plan to collect the law was a farce.

But that didn’t matter.

Because when he presented the facts in front of her, Melissa would have no words to say.

Facts always prevail over eloquence.

There was no need to debate with those who looked down on him.

Melissa said, "Now, you are the Igniter of the Ambros region. As a reward, you have been given the chance to be resurrected by Fire Magic."

Ivita’s expression shifted. He questioned, "I have a loyal and learned servant from Hearthstone Castle who told me that magic can’t resurrect people. This is the cornerstone of constructing magic and also a foundation for maintaining the world."

Melissa was slightly startled. "Hearthstone Castle?"

"There was an Igniter who used to come from Hearthstone Castle. I heard that place produces many traitors."

"Does your servant come from there?"

Ivita coughed, giving some careful thought, he guessed he could trust what Melissa said.

He understood the nature of the Old Witch.

Just that he hadn’t previously thought that the formation of her character had something to do with her environment. No wonder she was always saying that betrayal and escape were the professional virtues of a witch. So that’s how it was.