Mystery: Good Witch

Chapter 1076 The Effect of Gift

When Elaine heard Miss Angelica mention "gift" before, she thought that she would just get a sealed item related to the "witch" path to improve her combat effectiveness and fight against the witches of the witch sect.

Unexpectedly, with the help of the ritual, she could gain power from another source without taking the potion.

Even if this was just a path adjacent to the hunter, it greatly exceeded her previous understanding of extraordinary powers and potion paths.

As for the power of the "Pain" witch, who is also at Sequence 5, she had experienced it in Tracy when she first met Angelica Thatch!

"I understand."

She answered respectfully, and immediately her mind was filled with information about the ceremony of receiving the "Gift", as well as the conversion between the two paths of witch and hunter, and the fusion of abilities.

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In the living room, William and Tia sat in two corners. The former was still reading the book "The Principle of Sealing", occasionally writing and drawing on the manuscript paper, while the latter was yawning in boredom, emptying her mind, and almost slumped in the single sofa.

But both of them kept looking at the door of Elaine's bedroom. It had been locked from the inside for more than half an hour, and the spiritual wall blocked their way, making it difficult for them to detect any movement inside. They always wondered if their captain had died in there due to some accident.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open with a creaky sound, and Elaine strode out. A wave of heat followed, making the two of them feel that the temperature in the room had risen a lot, and their bodies felt inexplicably hot.

But when they saw Elaine's appearance clearly, they realized that the abnormality of her body was not simply caused by the increase in temperature.

The red hair of this "reaper" that was originally tied into a single ponytail at the back of her head had been let down at some point and draped softly behind her back, now reaching her waist, like a waterfall of flames; her emerald green eyes were deeper than usual, with a hint of blue, like a peacock green gem; her face, which was originally somewhat neutral, handsome and gentle, was obviously changing towards feminine, with more graceful curves at the edges, a lazy temperament, and lovable, and the powerful waist tied up by the women's shirt seemed to be thinner, and the curves on both sides were softer.

Fuck, how come she suddenly became prettier than my crappy boss... A few dirty words and more perverted thoughts popped up in Tia's mind.

It feels a bit like Miss Angelica back then... William forgot to turn the book in his hand and stared at his captain.

It was not until Elaine sat back in the chair with a faint smile on her face that her charm that made people unable to look away suddenly faded that the two of them recovered and realized that something must have happened to each other, which caused them to become like a different person in just half an hour.

"Miss Angelica gave you a sealed item related to the 'witch'?"

William, who had a little more knowledge in his head, thought for a moment and took the initiative to ask. Tia's emotions were a little out of control. Her mind was full of the scenes of herself and the "joy" witch Lisa when she was not yet a witch. Her breathing became heavier.

"More," Elaine glanced at Tia, and almost instantly aroused the impulse in the heart of the "Pleasure" witch, "I am now also the "Pain" witch."

As she spoke, she stretched out her fair-skinned hand, which was originally covered with calluses from holding the sword, steering the rudder, and pulling the sail ropes, but now it had completely disappeared, allowing a ball of blazing red flame to rise from it, and then quickly turned into a terrifying black color.

That is the "Cursed Flame" belonging to the witch.

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Deep in the Raging Sea, on the island where the newly opened safe passage passes, the port of the busy "City of Dreams" Patis is now full of ships traveling between the Southern Continent and Bayam. Not far from the port, a dark cloud is brewing, and heavy rain is about to fall.

This is not uncommon in the deep sea where the weather is changeable. As long as you hide in the safe harbor and wait for the rain clouds to pass by, you can continue your journey. However, many sailors in the port complained about the damn weather that made them waste a lot of time on the road. Some devout believers even bowed their heads and chanted the names of the gods they believed in, praying that the next journey would be smooth and that they would not encounter bad weather again.

"Queen of the Five Seas, the essence of the disaster in the mirror... I pray that you will listen...

"...I hope this storm stops soon so I can make it to my daughter's birthday..."

A young man who looked not very old and looked a bit bookish compared to the sailors around him was chanting in a low voice, standing out among the prayers for "Lord of Storms" and "Guardian of Commerce".

Anyway, it doesn't cost anything to write a letter, and Miss Triss, the bishop in the church in the city center, is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen... He looked at the dark clouds outside the window, and his mind had long flown away to who knows where else.

Suddenly, a tornado visible to the naked eye blew up not far from the port. It was just a black dot at first, and quickly expanded across the sky and the earth. Below it was the sea water that was sucked into the sky, and above it was a large dark cloud connected to the ships that were approaching the port.

Under its impact, the originally perfectly shaped and continuous dark clouds quickly deformed and collapsed. The accumulated rain inside sprinkled onto the sea surface, stirring up a cloud of water mist, which then dissipated in a violent tornado.

In less than ten minutes, the strong sunlight descended upon the sea again. "Thank you, the noble Angelica Sage... and the beautiful Miss Triss."

Amidst the praises to the Eternal Sun and the God of Storms, the young man smiled, closed his eyes, and spoke almost silently.

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"To express my gratitude, please go to the church and donate some money, even 1 soli will do..."

After wandering around in the mirror world and confirming that there were no dark clouds nearby that would affect the profitability of his port, Angel felt the praises of a small number of believers hidden in the crowd, muttered a few words in his heart, and then came to the city hall of the "City of Dreams" and walked out of a full-length mirror with a gold border that was specially hung in a conspicuous place.

Anne Gustave was the only one in the governor's office, which had been expanded once and was three times larger than before. She moved a chair and sat next to the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the busy scene outside with a faint smile on her face.

It felt like her humanity had become much richer than when they first met on the nameless island. People who didn't know her would really mistake her for a girl of only fifteen or sixteen years old... Looking at Anne's feet hanging under the chair and shaking naturally because they couldn't touch the ground, Angel suddenly had some bad thoughts.

She sneaked up behind the "Balancer" and reached out to touch her dark and smooth hair.

But just as his palm was about to touch the top of his head, which would surely feel wonderful, Angel suddenly felt a sense of alertness.

"Touching the Archon's body without permission will result in a fine of £20."

Annie's childish voice came.

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"I have already spent 20 pounds to ensure that this city can successfully gain a foothold on the deserted island!"

Angel's momentum suddenly rose, and he spoke viciously, using both hands to stroke Anne's head, instantly messing up her soft long hair.

But under the influence of a magical force, the twisted and tangled hair quickly separated and straightened, and hung down behind Anne again, as if it had just been washed, dried and combed.

"Okay, stop making trouble like a little girl." She jumped off the chair without any anger, and her bare feet stomped on the carpet, making a rustling sound, which made Angel feel a little itchy in his ears. "What brought you here today?"

You are obviously the little girl. If we put our statues together, people will think you are my daughter... Angel complained in his heart, realizing that the "girl" in front of him was more than two thousand years old and was the incarnation of a ghost ship born in the Fourth Epoch United Empire. He swallowed back the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

But she immediately remembered that her real age was much older than anyone else's, and that she was a "survivor" of the old times. She straightened her back and said in a brisk tone:

"I obtained a '0' level seal during my exploration of the God-Forsaken Land. I need to use the core of this city, the 'Hand of Order' feature, to suppress and seal it... In addition, I need that Geldruf Amon to use his ability as a decryption scholar to figure out the function and negative effects of the seal."

She then told Anne how she and Crane dealt with "The Gloria" Bradl, but omitted the part about Chernobyl.

"This Sequence 2 of the Warrior Path sounds like it's been cursed by the Death Path, and perhaps mixed with the Beyonder characteristics of an adjacent path..." Annie paced back and forth in the office, muttering to herself, "This type of sealed item usually has serious negative effects, but its effects are also stronger than those of ordinary Sequence 2 items. If you seal it completely, you won't be able to use it at any time."

"So I want to use the power of the Hand of Order to suppress it, but not to seal it completely. This way, I can place a mirror that is connected to me next to it, and borrow some of its power through the world in the mirror at any time, or even take its body away directly and return it after use."

Angel spoke his mind.

This is much more troublesome than placing the sealed object directly in the mirror space, but it prevents other objects in the space from being exposed to the light of the "Sword of Glory" with the "Dusk" authority, causing them to age quickly and become ineffective.

This kind of damage from the extraordinary power of Sequence 2 can only be resisted to a certain extent by a seal of the same level "0".

Anne nodded when she heard that, and reached out to hold Angel's hand. Surrounded by the sudden appearance of golden ribbons, the two of them quickly passed through the building and ground of the City Hall and came to the underground memorial hall hidden deep underground with no regular entrances and exits.

In addition to the statues of the "Night Emperor" and the "Blood Moon Queen", and the murals of the Seven Gods, there is only a regular octahedron floating in the air, the "Planeswalker" characteristics tied to it with dark golden ribbons, and Geldruf Amon standing below them and looking up.

When Angel and Annie approached, Amon's clone, who was wearing a black robe for some reason and had a homemade monocle in his eye socket, lowered his head. His eyes reflected the constantly flashing annihilation runes of the "Hand of Order" and the bright light of the "Planeswalker" that seemed to come from the starry sky.

"I was wondering, this extraordinary characteristic of the 'apprentice' path," he looked at Angel and said with a smile on his face, "can it make me a real angel?"

(End of this chapter)