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I Help A NPC Become The Legendary Witch

When Liao Zixuan woke up, he learned that he had been transmigrated into the game, Fallen God. As he didn’t want to embarrass the Trasmigrator Army, he was ready to work hard to become a legendary boss. However, things changed when the small girl was shocked by his sudden appearance. She studied Liao Zixuan for a while before warily reaching out her skinny hand to touch his head, not of a human but a wolf instead. Liao Zixuan did not get transmigrated as a human but became a Summoned Beast known as a Dark Flame Wolf. That was just a minor problem for him, who was known as the top sparring partner back in his world. Many years had passed since then, and the game was introduced to a mysterious Night Empress that terrified the kingdoms. She also went by the name of Witch of Destruction, Holy Saintess of Elements, and Commander of the Abyss Fort. Outside of the game, she was seen by the players as a legendary character who was seen in every corner of the main storyline, a lady who was the dream of every male player. What no one knew was that behind the Night Empress was Liao Zixuan, who tended his farm happily. He looked at the Night Empress, who used to be a small skinny girl, then at the giant cabbages on his farm and grinned. Look! Both of these are the results of my hard work!

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A bead of blood appeared in Vivian's palm. The little girl crushed it gently and took a few steps back, looking around and waiting.

This was the communication token that Owl had given Vivian after agreeing to help her. She could summon him at any time.

He didn't let the little girl wait too long.

A blood mist soon condensed in front of Vivian, and then a familiar cold youth walked out of the blood mist.

Owl looked at the little girl opposite him and frowned.

How long had it been? He didn't expect Vivian to need his help so soon.

"What is it?" It was Owl's usual style to be concise and not say anything unnecessary.

He crossed his arms over his chest, his expression cold. Although he looked like he had returned to his original appearance of keeping strangers away, there was no perfunctory or impatient expression on his face.

In fact, from the speed at which Owl rushed over, it could be seen that he valued Vivian, or rather, his promise, very much.