The witch thought I am a Demon God
Chapter 848 - 444 Sharing the Aura of the Demon God_2

Chapter 848: Chapter 444 Sharing the Aura of the Demon God_2

The three witches whose heads had exploded touched the bloodstains on their clothes, realizing they had died before, only now they were resurrected.

After briefly tidying up their clothes, they immediately cursed the Demon God in the sky with a sinister incantation, hoping to pacify the restless Demon God into slumber.

As the Demon God drifted into slumber, the force tugging on the ropes from the crack in the sky seemed to weaken, and dozens of knights on the ground immediately roared deafening slogans, trying to pull down the ropes.

The Hearthstone Witch, having observed the entire process, said to Ivan, "What just happened? Can people whose heads exploded into tomato sauce be resurrected?"

Ivan shook his head. "It can only be said that it has a little to do with resurrection."

"Under the gaze of my Light Soul, those resurrected witches have strange circles on them, forming circles polluted by Subspace around them. Moreover, more than half of the Witch Group have these circles of various sizes on them."

"Rather than saying they are resurrected, it’s more accurate to say, these are already dead. It’s just a peculiar force that has shaped a space incompatible with the main material plane, allowing these witches to resurrect within it, but they will die immediately if they leave the bubble that allows their existence."

Ivan understood then that the reason these witches were restricted from leaving Epirus was not only to share the aura and Subspace power of the Demon God but also because they were already dead and had to rely on the power of the Demon God and Subspace to exist.

Ivan thought to himself, ’The witches of Epirus are truly sinister, far surpassing those from other places.’

The Hearthstone Witch openly voiced her thoughts. "Can they even be considered witches now? Aren’t they just appendages of that Demon God?"

At once, many witches from the Witch Group looked towards the Hearthstone Witch, their glances far from friendly.

The Hearthstone Witch immediately hid behind Ivan, "Your Majesty, they are hostile to me, and disrespectful to you. I now realize how good you have been; being by your side, not only has my magic level increased, but I also haven’t turned into a living dead like them."

Sweat streamed down Ivan’s forehead; the Hearthstone Witch always boasted to others that she was a Demon God, but now they were facing a real Demon God.

Are you determined to have the fake Li Kui meet the real Li Kui?

Suddenly, the ground experienced a minor earthquake, followed by the heads of the three recently resurrected witches exploding, regardless of their ranks.

And not just now; the heads of ten more witches below the rank of the Great Witch all exploded.

Facing such sudden changes, the four Witch Marquises were momentarily astounded.

The Eastern Witch said, "This kind of change has never occurred before; it is neither a natural awakening of the Demon God to this extent nor the Demon God having grown weary and tolerant of these matters; something has excited the Demon God."

From the mysterious crack in the sky, a gigantic sinister eye emerged once again.

The Supreme Witch of the South frowned, "Something is amiss, let us temporarily halt the Feast Ritual."

The three Witch Marquises all agreed.

"Agreed!"

But at that moment, an extremely old high-ranking witch said to the Supreme Witch, "Please wait a moment, respected Witch Supreme. Allow me to explain my current position to prove that I mean no disrespect to the four esteemed Witch Marquises."

"My life has already reached its limit. You four are Witch Marquises, possessing the Soul of Darkness, capable of many methods to steal life and youth from time. But I am nearly at my end."

"If this ritual is stopped, and I do not receive enough of the Demon God’s aura, I will die of old age, leaving you forever."

The four Witch Marquises were immediately put in a difficult position.

The old woman had once been like a half elder to them, only ever remaining a high-ranking witch due to insufficient magical talent.

Facing her plea, the four Witch Marquises lacked the conviction to refuse, but if they continued with the ritual, it was uncertain what might happen next—they were truly risking the entire Witch Group.

The Southern Supreme Witch said to the old woman, "Elder Papal, it’s not that I dismiss your opinion, but the chaotic ancient stone magic can no longer suppress the Demon God. Continuing the ritual would put us all at risk."

Elder Papal suddenly turned around, pointing towards Ivan, "That lord possesses a Light Soul that does not belong to the Witch Marquises, even transcending the Witch Marquises and contending with the Witch Supreme. If that lord could assist us, the five Witch Marquises could reinforce the chaotic ancient stone formation."

Elder Papal bowed to Ivan, "Sir, if you can help us, you will literally be saving my life."

"I will use every method to repay you."

"Please help us. You need to enter the cemetery of gods to protect yourself with magic items. I have a feather of the Archangel of Heaven that possesses Divine Arts, which can block a fatal attack for you once."

"I also have a Heart-stealing Demon Void Battleship that can help you travel through the Star Realm. It is an interstellar battleship crafted by the creatures of the Star Realm to traverse it."

Clearly, in order to survive, Papal was prepared to pay a great price.

Actually, she was also in a dilemma; her request was reasonable yet somewhat reckless of others’ lives.

The four Witch Marquises were all looking at Ivita.

Actually, they had already circumvented the Old Witch Papal and were frantically communicating; except for the Supreme Witch of the South, all the witches thought this idea was unreliable.

If outsiders were to know that the Witch Group of Epirus would ask for help from a foreign wizard and even put the wizard in a dangerous situation, it would truly be embarrassing for them.

But the Supreme Witch of the South thought this might be the only solution.

Ivita possessed enough power, and he did not need others to worry for him; rather, they indeed needed his power.

The Supreme Witch of the South said to Ivita, "If you help us, then our Witch Group will form an alliance with you."

Not the Epirus Republic, but the Witch Group.

The difference between the two was significant.

Epirus was just a trivial, lowly-ranked city-state nation, but the Witch Group might be the most powerful witch group in the world, apart from those led by the Witch Queens.

While other witches were still deceiving and manipulating, the Witch Group of Epirus had already started dividing the Demon God’s power and treating the world-destroying Subspace Demon God as a mere tool.

Ivita realized this was an opportunity to gain an ally for free, and participating in this ritual seemed to have benefits for him, so he nodded in agreement.

He opened the Dark Door right where he stood and teleported instantly to the surrounding area of the chaotic ancient stone pile. "What do I need to do?"

The Supreme Witch of the South said, "My friend, you only need to recite the spell I give to you using Telepathy. This spell will not harm you, and you can share the Divine Power of the Demon God with us."

After all, the aura of the Demon God turned into by the Divine Power was also stolen from the Demon God by them.

It cost them nothing.

Ivita nodded, began to recite the spell along with the four Witch Marquises, and for some reason, when Ivita finished reciting the spell, the disturbance from the Demon God suddenly stopped.

Instead, from the rifts in Subspace, a massive amount of the Demon God’s aura descended from the sky.

It even resonated with the Subspace aura that Ivita had previously captured into his Soul World.

The Supreme Witch of the South glanced at Ivita, then joyfully said to the witches, "Ladies, seize the chance to capture the Demon God’s aura from the sky."

"This harvest might exceed what we collected in the past ten years."

The Old Witch Papal was the most excited as she now relied entirely on consuming the Demon God’s aura to live. Her Mana had depleted due to soul exhaustion, relying solely on the Demon God’s aura for casting spells, so the more Demon God’s aura there was, the happier she was.

Gratefully, Papal said to Ivita, "Mr. Ivita, you truly are my cherished friend across ages, my god of fortune."

"As a repayment, I will become your loyal ally."

Ivita did not speak because at that moment, his Soul Palace evolved like it became a black hole, voraciously devouring the Demon God’s aura falling from the sky, which was then purified by the Soul Palace and the Lost City into pure Magic Energy, infusing it into Ivita’s powers.

Ivita felt that his limitless Mana was slowly upgrading because of this.