Hate me, Miss Witch

Chapter 212 It's Warm as Spring (Two in One)

"Not relying on the power of gods."

"Instead, I rely on my own hands, in the process of constantly accumulating knowledge, using arcane arts and magic to seek the truth deep within the stars."

"God forbids this place, it is a holy place that belongs only to the casters—"

"The Dark Tower"

Western Continent.

In the magnificent imperial palace, a dignified middle-aged man sat on the throne and slowly repeated the words on the letter in his hand.

"Is this the inspiration you got from the astral world?"

"Yes."

An old man nodded and said, "A powerful person has issued such a notice to the entire star world."

"Anyone who can sense the existence of the astral world will receive this information."

"Broadcasting to the entire star realm, what kind of great power would that be?"

The middle-aged man wearing a crown frowned.

Today, nearly two thousand years have passed since the great catastrophe.

The influence of the fallen sun has also faded a lot.

And humans, relying on their resistance to the pollution of the Cataclysm, have successfully risen.

From the original glorious era, those powerful and extraordinary creatures' subordinate races suddenly became the rulers of the Western Continent.

The beastmaster's system also began to be gradually improved.

Those extraordinary creatures who were affected by the fallen sun and whose entire race fell into a semi-crazy state for a long time, in order to avoid this situation, gradually began to try to cooperate with humans.

With the power of the soul contract, and with the help of the pure human soul that is not tainted by divinity and authority, we can resist the madness that permeates the entire world.

Of course, the result of doing so was that humans also relied on soul contracts to quickly become stronger and established countless prosperous countries.

To this day, there are already many powerful people of legendary rank among the human race.

Even the best among them have already reached the pinnacle of legend and reached the insurmountable chasm and boundary.

The monarch of the prosperous human kingdom in front of him knew very clearly that the powerful man who assisted him was one of those who had reached the limit of legend.

In the entire country, he is also a pillar that can be regarded as a pillar of the country.

"I don't know..."

"But if it were me, I would never be able to do this."

The old man at the peak of legend slowly answered.

Such an answer made the middle-aged man wearing a crown frown: "In other words, it was done by a demigod?"

"No, I also know a little about mythical creatures of the demigod level, and I've even come into contact with them..."

"A demigod could never do this."

There was a glimmer of excitement in the old man's eyes.

People who have not reached this level just hear it and at most they would say a few words of praise, and naturally they would not have too many thoughts on it.

However, only when one truly reaches the limit of legend and begins to touch the existence of another realm will one know it clearly.

What a feat it is to broadcast your will to the entire star realm.

Not to mention ordinary demigods, even the legendary old man had seen them briefly in the past, those true gods who had been called angels long before the Cataclysm and could be described as false gods -

If one does not possess the corresponding specialized authority, it would be impossible to accomplish such a thing.

"In other words, that is a true god?"

The middle-aged king's brow furrowed even more.

"However, the content of the interstellar broadcast clearly mentioned the rejection of gods."

"There are even words that God forbids such behavior."

"Could it be..."

"Without relying on the divinity bestowed by the gods, nor having to become a demigod who could be tainted with madness and filth at any time—"

“Does another path beyond the legend really exist?”

His previous attempts and experiences made him subconsciously want to deny such a possibility.

Because, since ancient times, above the legends in the entire Western Continent are demigods. This can be said to be common sense in the extraordinary world and an eternal theorem.

But, on the other hand——

But there are indeed countless legends, regardless of race or age, all trying to explore such a path.

A new path other than the path to becoming a god.

After all, it has only been more than two thousand years since the catastrophe, and many mythical creatures who experienced the catastrophe firsthand are still walking in the world.

The aftermath of the Fallen Sun, the filth and madness, still affects the residents of the entire Western Continent to this day.

Even though humans have risen, rumors still circulate from time to time on the Western Continent that some half-crazy mythical creature has gone berserk and destroyed an entire human kingdom.

On the one hand, there is no one who is a strong man at the legendary level who does not want to go one step further and become a strong man who surpasses the legend and can fight against those mythical creatures... instead of just praying that the disaster of having the country destroyed by the rampage of mythical creatures will not befall them.

But on the other hand, not to mention the rarity of divinity, even demigods often start wars between gods in order to devour each other's divinity and authority.

Besides, most people don't want to absorb divinity in order to break through the legend, and then become one of those half-crazy mythical creatures.

"Honestly, I hope that's true."

The legendary old man gave a bitter smile and said, "My life span is running out. If I cannot find a way to make further progress, then I can only enter the astral realm before I get too old. Just like countless predecessors have done before, I will search for ownerless fragments of divinity in the vast astral realm."

"But I also know very well that it was just a desperate struggle by our predecessors who were unwilling to give up..."

To become a demigod, one must devour divinity and authority.

However, the fragments of divinity on the Western Continent have already been owned by someone else. The only way to obtain them is to hunt other mythical creatures. For ordinary legends, killing a god is undoubtedly a fantasy.

And in the starry sky, there are indeed some ownerless divinities and powers, but the starry sky is so vast and boundless that searching aimlessly is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

In the final analysis, it is just the last struggle of those who are unwilling to give up, and only a few succeed.

To him, the "magic" and "arcane" described in the astral broadcasts were like manna from heaven.

However, after so many years of experience and the experience of stepping on countless corpses to ascend to the legend, the old man no longer dared to believe any promises easily.

"I'm worried that this is another scam by some false god to collect the power of faith."

He smiled bitterly.

In recent hundreds of years, with the weakening of the pollution of the Fallen Sun, many mythical creatures have gradually regained some of their sanity and started to collect the power of human faith on the Western Continent, and use the concepts among believers to anchor their own images.

Use a method similar to the soul pact of human beastmasters to fight against the madness and loss of control.

However, the soul contract of the beastmaster is dominated by humans, or the two parties are equal.

However, in the process of faith, the gods hold absolute initiative. The prosperous human kingdom is nothing more than a pasture on earth for those false gods.

This process cannot be said to be good or bad.

In the process of spreading one's own beliefs, there is certainly no shortage of relatively gentle gods.

Their methods are relatively gentle, whether for the purpose of allowing believers to develop sustainably or simply due to the constraints brought about by authority and divine categories.

But no matter what, the countries that believe in these gods have indeed received blessings.

The believers were bound by the doctrine, and the whole country had a direction and motivation. The gods would also protect their pastures from being invaded and destroyed by other half-crazy mythical creatures.

Regardless of their purpose, judging from the final results, these gods did bring order to their believers, and brought a precious stable life in the turbulent Western Continent where mythical creatures roam the world.

However, these are only a very small number of mythical creatures.

To most of the false gods, humans do not belong to the same race as them, and their personalities are vastly different.

To them who are high above and overlooking the world, their believers are nothing but pure consumables.

How can the so-called sustainable development and long-term benefits be reliable and immediate? Who knows if one day I will be defeated in the war of gods, and my believers will become the spoils of another god.

Fire sacrifice, blood sacrifice——

For these false gods, doing these things does not feel any psychological burden, just as humans do not feel guilty for slaughtering pigs, cows and sheep in slaughterhouses and making them into delicious dishes.

That's why.

For the human kingdom that has not yet become a vassal of a certain god, it becomes extremely important to discern the intentions of certain false gods with ulterior motives.

The ruins of the desolate kingdoms that were sacrificed to the gods they believed in were bloody lessons.

"and--"

"Even if the contents of the interstellar broadcast, including the establishment of the Black Tower, are true and reliable..."

“That will be difficult too.”

"After all, a brand new path that does not rely on divinity and authority can surpass legends..."

"This is denying the legitimacy of those gods from the very beginning... It's like saying directly that they are all defective products."

A hint of fear that was hard to conceal flashed across the eyes of the legendary old man.

He knew very well that today's human beings were nothing in the eyes of those high and mighty mythical creatures.

They were just some lambs in the pasture. At most, there were some strong individuals in the flock, but they were never really regarded as a threat by them.

From the beginning to the end, the only opponents in the eyes of those mythical creatures were each other.

They usurp each other's divinity and authority. One day, when the accumulation of authority changes from quantitative change to qualitative change, they will eventually ascend to the throne of the new era again, just like the Creator of the glorious era...

This is the true purpose of these mythical creatures.

It is also because of this that, amidst the endless fighting and infighting among the mythical creatures, the human race has been able to thrive in the cracks.

But, that notice came from the depths of the astral realm.

But it is declaring war on all gods——

In other words, all mythical creatures are enemies.

"Wait until the moment when the Dark Tower is truly built as stated in the Star Realm broadcast."

"By then, I'm afraid there will be an outbreak..."

"A true battle of gods."

There was some emotion in the old man's words.

"It will be a war unprecedented since the beginning of the Era of Glory."

"However, if the Dark Tower had not been defeated after that battle..."

"So--"

“Perhaps humans will no longer have to survive in the cracks between mythical creatures like they are today, or rely on becoming a vassal of a certain god to protect themselves.”

"Instead, become the true master of the Western Continent."

……

Abyss, bottom.

"Uh-huh."

"In short, my previous journey across the abyss was like this, very monotonous and very calm."

“However, this trip was extremely meaningful.”

"When I set foot on the edge of the abyss, it was a small step for me, but a giant leap for our elves."

"I believe that it won't be long before we can truly see the blue sea and blue sky in the book and see flowers hanging on the branches again."

In the city of snow and wind, in the residential area of ​​the gray elves.

Liliana smiled and spoke to the gray elf children in front of her.

Originally, given her status as a grey elf elder, she should be staying in the Elders' Council at this moment, which would be more in line with her identity.

However, Liliana still likes to tell stories to the young children in front of her in the square of the gray elves.

As for the reason why she did this, it was actually very simple -

Many years ago, when Liliana was just a child, Sister Hathaway often sat beside her and told her about the magnificent scenery of the Western Continent recorded in the library.

"Well, it's getting late..."

"You should go home and rest, or your parents will be worried that I'll kidnap you."

The gray elf children said goodbye to her politely and left.

As Liliana waved her hands, she was still thinking about what she had seen and heard not long ago in the hall shrouded in darkness.

Although the time was not long, she could never forget that experience.

Tsk, even though she already has sister Hathaway...she still won the leader's heart.

Could it be that the human race has some special charm that can make anyone of the opposite sex who gets close to them fall for us unconsciously?

It turns out that gossip is not only human nature, but also the nature of elves.

Even the legendary grey elves were no exception.

Liliana was still lost in thought.

But the next moment, her gossiping mind was interrupted by the screams of the gray elf children.

She followed the children's gaze and looked outside the city wall, at the endless snowfield covered with ice and snow.

The next moment, Liliana's beautiful gray-black eyes also slowly froze.

All I could see outside the city wall was the end of the distant ice field and the snow-capped mountains covered with ice that had lasted for thousands of years.

Boom——

That is the sound of ice and snow melting.

Liliana had been watching for five hundred years, and it was like an eternal glacier that suddenly melted.

It turned into a trickling stream, gurgling down the snow-capped mountains.

In the palace shrouded in night.

Augustina raised her eyes slightly and looked in the direction of the iceberg.

The next moment, a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"turn out to be--"

"Is it warm like spring already?"

(End of this chapter)