The witch thought I am a Demon God
Chapter 591 - 333: The Eastern Empire, the Eastern Witch Zinobia!_4

Chapter 591: Chapter 333: The Eastern Empire, the Eastern Witch Zinobia!_4

Ivita and the Wind Bone Old Lady exchanged a glance, the latter appeared unfazed, evidently having heard the voice in the cave sixty years ago.

She already knew what it entailed.

But Ivita pondered, "Dark Age", "The Last Day" ...

It seems, the ancient civilization already faced troubling times before it suddenly disappeared.

But who was the real enemy?

The real enemy of civilization?

Was it the Black Death?

Ivita shook his head, no, if it were the Black Death, the voice left in this cave wouldn’t have refrained from mentioning it.

The true enemy feared by the ancient civilization must be something far more terrifying than the Black Death.

Ivita looked at the two ancient cores in his hands, both emitting light and gradually becoming transparent before merging into his body, then completely disappearing.

He looked within his soul, and saw the two ancient cores have embedded themselves in his Spiral Tower, like two external components.

Powerful thunder magic energy and fire magic energy poured automatically from the tower’s top to its bottom, radiating energy to the seedling of the soul palace and the soul world. Ivita was surprised to find that the magic energy contained within these two ancient cores equated to that of two ordinary great wizards.

But the real strength doesn’t lie there, but in the fact that these two ancient cores were combinations of a capacitor and an amplifier.

They could store twice the magic of two large wizards.

But they could also amplify the force of one kind of magic by half.

When Ivita used fire magic and thunder magic, as long as they also simultaneously use the ancient core of thunder and the ancient core of fire, they can increase the magic power of these two types of magic by half.

Ivita shifted his attention back to the real world, he glanced around the cave world, and said to the Wind Bone Old Lady, "I can leave the Swamp Red Flower alone, the Longhair Tribe can continue as it is as long as they follow my commands, but you have to help me keep an eye on the Corpse Dragon Devil Tuber."

"Of course." the Wind Bone Old Lady deliberately didn’t look at the scroll that had fallen from the top of the mountain wall, instead, she handed it over to Ivita. "Young lad, the Great Swamp Lord, take a look at this. Since someone deliberately hid it on top of the mountain, it must be for a significant reason."

Ivita took the parchment scroll, as he unfolded it, his pupils contracted abruptly.

Because on the parchment scroll, astonishingly, two laws were drawn. The laws were positioned one above one below, the law above was in the shape of a codex, undoubtedly referring to the Seven Seas Law Code, while the law below appeared as a mountain spring.

In the junction between the two laws, two words were written – "Grafting"!

Ivita’s pupils contracted suddenly.

His previous conjecture on Volcano Island with the Hearthstone Witch was indeed correct, the Seven Seas Law Code was indeed grafted.

The Wind Bone Old Lady didn’t understand agricultural science, she didn’t understand grafting, she didn’t understand what was pictured on this parchment scroll. "Grafting? What does that mean?"

"A concept in botany." Ivita spoke in a deep voice; "grafting involves attaching a branch of the fruit tree you need onto the stump of another fruit tree, so that the branch of the fruit tree you need can grow in an environment with completely different temperature and soil, even completely different humidity..."

"And the message on this parchment is that someone once grafted a law that they needed onto other laws, making two laws become one law, allowing the law they needed to parasitize on the grafted law which had been cut in half..."

"I sort of know now, the reason why Pan God came here sixty years ago."

The Wind Bone Old Lady pointed to the parchment scroll and said: "Huh? There are many names in the bottom right corner of this parchment scroll, isn’t that name the name of the little apprentice who was with Peter Pan sixty years ago?"

Ivita squinted his eyes and looked at the bottom right corner of the parchment scroll, where the name [Rock Jackson] was written.

In the corner of the parchment, a very odd phrase was written, "Witness Rock Jackson is critical to this ritual. We made a vow here with the Frog Princess to protect Rock Jackson. As a result, this parchment scroll is connected with the Frog Princess’s territory [Clear River Bay], making it impossible for this parchment scroll to be destroyed."

A witness?

Witness to what?

And what is this Frog Princess’s territory [Clear River Bay]?

Seeking the missing four Viscount territories, Ivita immediately turned vigilant, sensing a potential opportunity with this [Clear River Bay].

Wait, Ivita suddenly recognized this witness who used to be Pan God’s little follower. He had seen this name before.

He had seen it when he first entered the Black Sea.

That was when he first entered the Black Sea, knowing nothing about it!

And then, he saw the [Donation Order] for the Beard Pirate Ship.

Yes, this was the name of Rock Jackson, the Great Governor of Central Harbour, this was the name of the nominal highest leader of the pirate world.

So, this guy, sixty years ago, was just a little follower of Pan God during his scheme?

Seeing the strange expression on Ivita’s face, the Wind Bone Old Lady quickly queried: "You know Rock Jackson? That shouldn’t be. That lad is just an ordinary person. Sixty years have passed, even if he were alive, he would be just an old man. How could you possibly have any connection with him? It just must be a coincidence of names."