The witch thought I am a Demon God

Ivita jumped off the carriage, and when his feet landed on the soil, a scorch mark was burned on the ground.

He ran towards the direction of the stream that the carriage had just passed.

Where he passed, the leaves of nearby trees were curled up, as if they would burst into flames the next moment.

The four blacksmith apprentices in the carriage behind saw their lord suddenly running back, and quickly stopped the two horses pulling the carriage, still hesitating whether they should follow the direction of the lord.

The apprentice driving the car looked confused. "Why are you running away, Lord?"

"Why are you running away? Do you know how to speak? The lord must have his own business." The three craftsman apprentices in the carriage immediately criticized him.

The apprentice pulling the cart was a young man wearing commoners who was a few years older than Ivita. He covered his mouth, feeling that what he just said was wrong.

"Then what do we do now?"

The demon hunter Black Wolf shouted to them from the carriage in front: "Let's continue to [Palvega], don't wait for the adults and the others."

"Her Highness Ivita said that he will find a way to keep up with the convoy later."

"We'll meet at Parvega."

In the corner of his vision, the old witch had followed Ivita.

This was Iveta's order before getting out of the car.

Just kidding, a bunch of people in the territory are waiting for him to sell cast iron in exchange for money, and then distribute the salary.

Iveta had no intention of delaying what should have only taken four days to several weeks because of her own learning of magic.

So the two carriages moved on.

On the other side, because the three magics had separated from the book at this moment, they converged on Ivita's retina.

The high temperature caused the clothes on his body to begin to burn.

Ivetta felt like she was about to run naked.

Fortunately, because of his fire dragon blood, he seems to be immune to high temperatures and even some ordinary flames.

When he rushed towards the stream, he was already on fire. If someone saw him from a distance, they would think he was setting himself on fire.

Ivita rushed into the stream and soaked in it. Most of the flames were extinguished instantly, but at this time some more flames erupted from his retinas.

These flames actually twisted their bodies, like countless intertwined fire snakes, and soon all the little water in the creek dried up.

Iveta felt the temperature of her body getting hotter and hotter.

The three magics were forcibly shattered and fused, and the energy generated in this process was being continuously released from the surface of his body.

Ivita quickly realized that if she continued like this, even if she had the blood of a fire dragon, she would be burned to death sooner or later because of the high temperature.

On the contrary, the five accessories he wore were not burned because they were magic items.

But all the ordinary clothes on his body had been burned away, but it didn't matter at this time, because he was covered in flames, and the flames seemed to be his clothes.

After the old witch ran over, she gasped. "Magic flame!"

"This is not an ordinary flame. Ordinary water cannot extinguish the magic flame! Is there something wrong with the fusion magic?"

"If this continues, my mortal body will not be able to bear it."

"How to do how to do?"

How angry would the devil be if his body was gone?

When the devil gets angry, will he implicate her?

The old witch thought anxiously, so what should I do?

Ivita kept trying to control these flames, but the flames on his retinas grew stronger, like a fire demon that wanted to destroy everything.

The flame was stealing his memory instead.

In the memory, the image of the Golden Crow in Chinese legend merged with the flame.

Ivita suddenly thought of what the old witch often said, that all magic has its own risks and prices.

So, is this the risk you have to take now?

Ivita felt a little regretful, but she couldn't blame him.

Because magic has a lot of secrets, and the Great Witch of Hearthstone always thought that he was a demon and never told him many details and important points for newcomers to pay attention to.

So it’s not surprising that something like this happens now.

Almost nothing happened during the first magic fusion. Who knew that such a thing would happen during the second fusion.

In fact, he has another trick, which is to take off the magic items on his body, deliberately unbalance the energy on his body, and transform himself into a dragon, a titan, or a giant wolf. In short, he doesn't know what he will turn into, but he can definitely transform himself into a dragon. His body withstood the energy escaping from the fusion of magic spells.

However, the consequences of doing so are also unknown.

He didn't know if he could wake up again if he did this.

Suddenly, a huge wave came over. Iveta turned around and saw that the dry creek channel was filled with huge water, turning the creek into a river.

The water waves slapped on his body, which reduced the magic flame on Ivita's body a lot.

This water is special.

Ivita felt the constant coldness sinking into her skin from the water.

On the river bank, the old witch breathed a sigh of relief. Next to her was a sacrificial picture very similar to the one used by the Son of the Forest priest.

The Great Witch of Hearthstone said: "Sure enough, all the rivers in Ambrose, even the creeks, are connected to the snow-capped mountains in the Alps - the source of the rivers. I can simulate the sacrifices of the children of the forest and borrow the rituals of the ice witch on the snow-capped mountains. The power of ice magic suppresses the fire magic in Mianxia's body."

She was slightly shocked when she saw some residual flames lingering on Ivita's body still burning under the river water. "With no one under control, it was suppressed by me, the ice witch and the river, and it was still able to burn. This is definitely not an ordinary fire magic. What kind of magic did you fuse with me?"

Ivita was submerged above her head. In her blur of consciousness, she seemed to see a woman in a black wedding dress. She was looking at a flame in a secret room without sunlight.

"I stole a thousand-year-old fire from the Ambrose Plains. It was so small that no one would notice."

"The process of studying the Chitose Fire allowed me to discover its huge secrets, so even if someone discovers that I stole the flame, I can say that I only conducted research privately to prevent the Chitose Fire from extinguishing one day."

"Judging from the current results, the Chitose Fire is about to go out more than once."

"How have we solved this problem before? But it shouldn't be every time that someone discovers its secret. The level of professionals in Viscount Ambrose is getting lower and lower. Sooner or later, they will not even be able to control the laws of their own country. .”

There were tears in the corners of the woman's eyes. "Fire, bear my hatred."

"Transformed into a giant man-eating snake..."

"Eat everyone in the auditorium, eat the priest, the guests, husbands and wives, eat the unfaithful man, eat the king, eat everyone, eat the law of Alsace, turn it into the deepest The most evil flame..."

The original normal flame color of the Chitose Fire, or the magical flame transformed by the Alsace Princess, gradually became darker, and a huge flame snake was born from it.

"The blood of sinners is the worst sin in the world, and the serpent that draws it will swallow all my enemies."

The eldest princess of Alsace stretched out her finger without changing her expression, and cut her middle finger with a dagger.

"who?"

She suddenly turned her head and looked behind her, but saw only an empty secret room. "Ah, I know who you are."

"It seems that one of my descendants is quite promising. When you were studying fire magic, you happened to encounter the magic I invented, so you are following my path again?"

"Hahaha... It's a pity that I have nothing to teach you. All I have here is disappointment in love, hatred of men, self-destructive tendencies, and distortions and wrong paths."

"I advise you not to learn my magic, because there is nothing good in it."

Iveta was shocked, it turned out that she was the eldest princess of Alsace that the old witch said.

She should have invented the Fire Snake Magic series.

After a burst of dazzling fire.

Ivita's consciousness gradually returned, and his senses gathered quickly. He found himself in the water, and began to swim up.