The witch thought I am a Demon God
Chapter 785 - 413: Foreigners Interfering Again_2

Chapter 785: Chapter 413: Foreigners Interfering Again_2

No wonder, the Knowledge Demon King will remind himself of something.

Wizards tend to be eager to learn, faced with such an overwhelming influx of knowledge, one could be easily tempted, to allow the knowledge into their own mind, then they would be done for, unable to extricate themselves from the River of Knowledge.

Ivita became serious. "One must pursue knowledge here on their own, otherwise they will become a puppet of knowledge."

Ivita thought for a moment and said, "I believe that knowledge is a tangible substance, something that everyone can learn only later in life. As long as I don’t accept it, knowledge can’t get into my head. Its form should be like a ribbon, useless knowledge is represented by a yellow ribbon, and useful knowledge is a red ribbon."

Under the influence of the Light Soul, Ivita reconstructed the concepts in her philosophical world. Suddenly, the knowledge that was prevented from flowing in and entered the scope of the Light Soul all transformed, becoming one yellow ribbon after another.

Ivita felt her pressure increasing.

After all, his Light Soul is also finite no matter how powerful it is, and the River of Knowledge is infinite to him now, it would be impossible for him to act recklessly here for too long.

Ivita said, "I want to create a spell that can kill the undying zombie."

A red line appeared three inches in front of Ivita. Ivita’s eyes lit up, and he immediately caught the red line and pulled it towards himself.

As he actively acquired knowledge, Ivita felt that the pressure on his Light Soul was getting greater and greater.

The voice of the Knowledge Demon King appeared in Ivita’s ear. "Master Ivita, you’d better be quick. My authority over the River of Knowledge is too low now, I can’t keep the back door open for you for long. What’s more, there are two of you now."

"I’m under a lot of pressure opening a back door for both of you at the same time. I feel the River of Knowledge is angry. If it starts targeting us, I will kick you out of the river to protect you."

Two people?

Ivita turned his head and saw not far from him, there unexpectedly was the soul body of the Hearthstone Witch.

Right.

The effect of the Blue Sky Potion hasn’t worn off yet, so when his consciousness comes to the River of Knowledge, the Hearthstone Witch also comes to the River of Knowledge, and is also protected by his Light Soul, so she won’t become an inconspicuous ripple in the river.

The Hearthstone Witch was surprised and said to Ivita, "Ah, Your Majesty, I have also followed you here. Right, if I could also successfully create Dark Soul, wouldn’t I be able to help you more?"

"In getting the knowledge about Dark Soul here, I have found that everyone needs to use the Ancestral Spirit to create a Dark Soul."

"The more knowledge we have, the greater the possibility for us to create the Soul of Darkness. The knowledge in the Knowledge River is not complete, some of it is not available in the books of Hearthstone Castle, but there are also secret taboos protected by magic in Hearthstone Castle which are not in the Knowledge River."

"Maybe we can get another piece of knowledge about the Soul of Darkness from the King of the Ancient Tomb."

Ivita gave the Hearthstone Witch, who wanted to freeload, a glare, but didn’t bother with her, after all, he had to prioritize now.

First, find a way to get a spell that can destroy the heart of the King of the Ancient Tomb.

As for what the Hearthstone Witch said, that the knowledge in the River of Knowledge is not complete, Ivita had already suspected that, for in a way, the Knowledge River is for public sharing.

But when it comes to advanced things like Dark Soul, even the River, would not have much recorded content.

This is just like it’s easy to find common sense on Baidu, but high-tech things are hard to find even in academic papers.

Ivita frowned. "I have a sense of unease."

"Hold on. Although it seems like I am winning, there are still variables. Those foreigners have not shown up yet."

In reality, around Ivita, three Phoenixes appeared. These Phoenixes flew in the air, alert, and Knight Robinson, seeing this, said to his friends, "Stay vigilant."

"It seems that there is still something that concerns the master that we are not aware of."

...

In the Space of Heart Demon of the King of the Ancient Tomb, the sound of the wooden drum of the Lie Demon King Pinocchio rang out, causing the King’s face to change, "Impossible...

"How could you enter my Space of Heart Demon?"

"Even the Witch Queens couldn’t possibly enter the deepest room of my heart without me noticing."

"Even as a Demon King, you cannot achieve it."

The lying Demon King Pinocchio continued to manipulate a puppet, communicating with the King of the Ancient Tomb. "That’s because the person behind me has power that reaches the heavens, and moreover, you don’t need to know who they are."

"This has nothing to do with you," stated Pinocchio, "What angers us is that you’ve failed even after obtaining the Fool’s Drum."

The King of the Ancient Tomb calmly watched him; at this moment, he once again feigned indifference. "Oh, so you came here just to castigate me?"

"I am here to help you," Pinocchio replied.

A thought flashed through the King of the Ancient Tomb’s mind, yet he feigned a cold laughter, "Help me? The Knowledge Demon King is beside the boy, with its help, he could obtain the curse to destroy my heart at any moment."

"You don’t have to worry about that," the puppet controlled by Pinocchio, spinning in place while beating a drum, "I have relocated one of my master’s laboratories to their location."

"Those Pigmen should delay them for more than half an hour."

"So, there’s no need for you to rush."

"Now, I can use the Fool’s Drum to trick your Space of Heart Demon, transforming you into someone else in front of it, after which, you can leave."

The King of the Ancient Tomb watched him. "I appreciate your help, but at what cost?"

"You don’t have to give anything in exchange. This whole country is our experimental ground," Pinocchio cheerfully said, "The experiments are becoming more and more interesting, we simply don’t want them to end prematurely."

"Of course, you don’t need to overthink. Because we prefer that your goal can be achieved."

The King of the Ancient Tomb squinted his eyes.

The other party regarded an entire nation, millions of human beings, as an experiment.

The puppet controlled by Pinocchio said, "But your zombie underlings have taken heavy losses, to prevent you from failing, I need to give you something else."

The puppet’s stomach opened, handing over a seemingly ordinary embroidery needle.

"This is the Eternal Curse, which can only be used once. As long as one is stabbed with this needle, they will fall into a permanent sleep and cannot be killed," said Pinocchio.

"However, their consciousness will enter a dream world connected to the Eternal Curse, they will be trapped forever in the world of that dream, unaware of any abnormalities. With this, I believe you have a chance against him."

The King of the Ancient Tomb solemnly inquired, "This item has an effect on me too, doesn’t it?"

The lying Demon King Pinocchio hit the drum and replied, "Hahahaha... yes, it does. The Eternal Curse is a curse; even a zombie that has escaped the cycle of reincarnation cannot evade this curse. This curse was initially not for combating enemies, but to create a species that exists eternally."

"Unfortunately, it failed."

The King of the Ancient Tomb accepted the needle while secretly marveling, unsure about the force behind this puppet.

"There’s another question," the King of the Ancient Tomb coldly asked, "What is the origin of that boy? Do you know? I previously tried divining his origin using a prophecy spell, but encountered a blank slate. It seemed as though an indecipherable force was obstructing my attempts."

"Considering how formidable you all are, you must know the boy’s background, right?"

Pinocchio abruptly halts his drumming.

The King of the Ancient Tomb widened his eyes. Could it be that even this consistently helpful puppeteer didn’t know the boy’s origins?

Pinocchio explained, "Same as you, we also attempted divination but couldn’t determine his origins; hence we resorted to the most primitive method: sending people to investigate him."

"But this requires time. As of now, regard him just as a stranger who suddenly invaded."

The King of the Ancient Tomb was nearly amused to death. The other party was just a sudden intruder?

"Let’s discuss helping me exit my Space of Heart Demon first."

He looked at Pinocchio, his eyes revealing some fluctuations.