The witch thought I am a Demon God
Chapter 723 - 384 Iron Crown chooses the successor!!_2

Chapter 723: Chapter 384 Iron Crown chooses the successor!!_2

The Hearthstone Witch said to Ivita, "Your Majesty, please use the power of the Soul Heavenly Palace on it."

Ivita glanced at the Hearthstone Witch, then used his magic power to energize the severed finger from afar. Suddenly, the broken finger’s body began to grow incredibly large, almost as big as an adult. The fingerprints on the severed finger turned into some kind of sharp, finely detailed teeth, which due to their minute size, formed patterns resembling demonic tattoos.

At this moment, this little finger monster wagged its tail at Ivita.

Ivita pointed at it, and the creature burrowed into the ground on its own.

At this time, the severed finger in Ivita’s hand restored itself under the action of the Light Soul.

Ivita looked at his restored finger and said, "The Light Soul can actually restore my own body. Although it makes me feel a bit tired, the Light Soul seems to be able to restore my entire body."

"As for the limb avatar I just created, it normally possesses the power of the Great Knights, and if I channel magic power into it, it seems that it can reach the strength level of a Superior Knight in a short period of time."

The Hearthstone Witch, watching this scene, was secretly surprised in her heart.

The Light Soul of the Demon God has reached the point where it can confuse cause and effect, and can arbitrarily restore its own limbs. This in itself is a kind of limited immortality.

The quality of the Light Soul of the Demon God is high, which is imaginable.

Ivita said to the Hearthstone Witch, "There seem to be many mysteries about the Light Soul, I don’t know enough about it yet. I need at least half a month to understand the Light Soul. This period will be used to integrate Cross Island. Come with me back to the administrative office in the Upper City."

"Tell me about the information on the Light Soul."

The Hearthstone Witch looked at Ivita with reverence. "Sir, you can use the Light Soul to cast some shrinking spells on your enemies. Do you want to turn your enemies into tiny people in a bottle, at your mercy?"

"Or turn your enemies into pigs or dogs."

Ivita gave her a glance. "I have no such evil taste. It’s better to kill the enemy immediately. Why should they be cursed by a shape-shifting spell, sparing their lives, allowing them to have a chance to turn the tables? Tormenting others gives me no pleasure. Hearthstone Witch, you cannot gain any growth, knowledge or realistic feedback from torturing enemies."

The Hearthstone Witch blinked. "You sound more like a white wizard."

...

Five days later.

In the study room of the administrative office in the Upper City’s Central Harbour, Ivita examined the commercial tax revenue of the Upper City. The entire Upper City’s tax revenue depends almost entirely on commercial taxes, and it’s nearly impossible to collect poll taxes and other labour dues, but now the situation was not optimistic. The previous tsunami had destroyed almost all trading facilities in the Black Sea, and caused at least half of the merchants’ ships to sink.

This had resulted in the usually bustling City of Sin - the world’s largest black market, Central Harbour, becoming very silent.

Ivita closed the account book and heard the sound of fighting outside.

The rumbling sound of cannon fire and melee battles came in waves. Ever since five days ago when he declared his rule over the entire Cross Island, a steady stream of pirates had arrived in the Upper City, trying to drive away this land dweller and occupy the Upper City.

However, with Knight Goken and Knight Robinson on the city walls, it was not a problem.

Ivita felt that those small pirates who came to attack the city were like weeds growing in a vegetable field, appearing in wave after wave, but they would disappear as long as they were constantly killed.

Ivita snapped his fingers towards the gate and the sky suddenly clouded over. A Thunder Dragon rolled in the clouds. Each breath the dragon took was accompanied by storms and thunder, covering the entire battlefield outside the Upper City in a sense of both fantasy and terror, as if they were in a realm of gods and demons.

Outside the city, many small and medium-sized pirates, seeing this terrifying scene, couldn’t help but tremble.

Is this really human power?

Did they really want to continue to attack this city?

Inside the Upper City, in the administrative office.

The Hearthstone Witch said to Ivita, "It seems like you are always using the Light Soul to strengthen this Thunder Magic. Are you trying to perpetually create a Thunder Dragon to guard the Upper City? But this consumes a lot of your Light Soul. Although the Light Soul can create illusions, even the most potent Light Soul cannot manage it without depleting its power."

Ivita looked at the Hearthstone Witch and suddenly asked, "Can you use your Light Soul to create a permanent apple out of thin air?"

The Hearthstone Witch thought for a moment, then nodded seriously and said, "It can be done, but this is the limit."

Ivita nodded. "I think, therefore I am. But currently, I’ve almost normalized the Thunder Dragon outside. Doing so only dims the light of my luminous soul a bit, and it should recover in about a month."

The Hearthstone Witch gasped for breath.

Ivita’s Thunder Dragon was capable of dealing with superior knights.

But such a Thunder Dragon was about to be created by Ivita’s luminous soul under a deceptive guise.

Could it be said that her luminous soul, created with the divinity of a female Sea God, is laudable for this?

However, Ivita’s digestion of the divinity of the female Sea God could have exceeded her imagination.

The Hearthstone Witch said to Ivita, "Your Highness, if you create more such Dragon Drakes, wouldn’t you be able to dominate the world?"

Ivita shook his head. "It seems that I can only create one Thunder Dragon. Using the luminous soul to create a fake, means I need to support such a Thunder Dragon constantly with my luminous soul. If I create too many deceptions, my luminous soul will be unable to support it."

Ivita said to the Hearthstone Witch, "I studied your luminous soul data for five days. I know the most effective way to utilize a luminous soul’s power is with my advanced magic."

"Because my method of promotion is unique, I don’t yet know advanced magic."

The Hearthstone Witch said to Ivita, "That’s true. But high-level magic is complicated. Even if you want to master it, it will take some time."

"Every wizard who masters high-level magic will leave his name in the Magic Black Forest and become a memorable wizard."

"I have a special high-level magic that you may be interested in. This high-level magic requires a very powerful luminous soul to use, no one in Hearthstone Castle knows this advanced magic anymore."

"It’s a kind of magic that can kill them by simply writing the opponent’s name, date of birth, and cause of death on paper. The difficulty of learning it is not how to master it, but a lack of luminous soul power, using this magic will either result in ineffective magic or backfire."

Ivita looked at the Hearthstone Witch with interest.

The door to the room was suddenly knocked on.

It was Wilson.

Vampire Wilson glanced at the Hearthstone Witch and then said to Ivita, "My lord, because all the earls in Blacktins Town are dead, the successors of the Earls who you let us control over Cross Island have sworn allegiance to you without any hindrance. Can they come to this city in three days and pledge their allegiance to you?"

Ivita nodded. "Yes."

Wilson took out a letter. "There is also a matter that requires your decision. This is a letter from the Duchy of Lombardy, take a look."

Ivita sat behind his desk and gestured. The letter sealed with vermilion wax in Wilson’s hand automatically flew into Ivita’s hand, unsealed itself in mid-air. Ivita looked at the letter with a strange expression, as it was a request for him to become a successor.

The letter was signed by the Duchess of Lombardy, Tilf Fatima Lombardy.

The letter stated that the Iron Crown was without an owner, several successors had died mysteriously and Lombardy’s peculiarity had left no one to bury them – they had all turned into zombies.

Those living dead, the immortals, were wandering all over Lombardy.

Now they needed to call all the eligible heirs to the Iron Crown to the Duchy, to see if they could get the recognition of the Iron Crown!

Ivita had a strange look on his face.

The Iron Crown had a deep connection to the ancient civilization, originally it was just a title the Emperor of the Holy Empire would casually hold. But because of an accident, it was lost.

As a result, this kind of thing happened now.

The successors to the Iron Crown were being targeted?!