Sam loved magic and always wanted to be able to do it, but reality had other plans, he was in a world where magic was only special effects in which people used for entertainment but, by coincidence, he would go to a world in which That he can learn magic.




This is a fanfic of the disney universe, not to report the story xD

Luna has been accepted into Witchcraft Academy, the school for gifted and talented witches. She is excited for all the adventures she's going to have, but unaware of what else is to come. Join her on her journey, as she makes new friends, discovers her true powers, and finds that her true love isn't all that far away.

Luna has been accepted into Witchcraft Academy, the school for gifted and talented witches. She is excited for all the adventures she's going to have, but little does she know that this adventure wont be all fun. Join her on her journey, as she makes new friends, discovers her true powers, and finds that her true love isn't all that far away.

Possible trigger warning for anyone with mental health issues.


"Hello, friend." The girl in the white robe greeted.
Enzo nodded slightly, looked at each other, and followed the black cat out of the white robe. The girl in the white robe was petite, not tall, and very immature in appearance. It seemed to be about ten years old at most.
However, Enzo did not dare to make a rash decision.
There are so many ways in the wizarding world to change their appearance. Some wizards who pay attention to appearance often live for hundreds of years, but still have a young face. The same is probably true for the little loli in front of him.
Of course, this is just a guess, and it is more likely that the girl is just a wizard apprentice.
"Since you were introduced by Senior Byron, you can tell me any needs." The white robe girl said.
"I want to buy a composite witchcraft model, ma'am." Enzo opened the door and explained his intentions.
"Hehe, you don't have to be polite, you can call me Becky." The white-robed girl chuckled her mouth and asked, ": Do you want to buy a complex witchcraft model, are you planning to be promoted to a second-level apprentice?"
"Yes, Miss Becky." Enzo nodded.
"Well, I have a lot of complex witchcraft models here, you can choose at will." Becky said, dragging out a large black iron box from under the counter. After opening, there are crystal witches inside.术 model.
"So much?" Enzo was a little surprised.
"The boss behind our'Lilith Cabin', but the official wizard Lilith, of course has a way to get a composite witchcraft model." The black cat licked his paw, and said with a proud face.
Enzo nodded and began to look at the witchcraft model.
"I want this peace." After a long while, Enzo chose two witchcraft models, of which only the general zero-ring witchcraft, but the compound zero-ring witchcraft.
"?" Seeing Enzo's choice, Becky was a little surprised and reminded, "Are you sure you want to choose? This witchcraft is notoriously complicated. Not only does it require a very high shadow affinity, but if you want to truly master it, at least first Learn three pre-zero ring witchcraft."
"I know, I plan to try it." Enzo smiled and nodded, but he thought to himself.
'It's really complicated, but it's also obvious for the improvement of combat effectiveness. Moreover, I have mastered the three pre-spells, and only need to use the chip to crack. '
"Cut, don't blame me for not reminding you." The black cat curled his lips and licked his paws. "A lot of people have wanted to learn this in the past few years, including a few third-level apprentices, but none of them succeeded!"
"Can't master the third-level apprentice?" Enzo was taken aback.
"Yes, shadow witchcraft is inherently complicated, and this is still one of the advanced witchcraft spells, naturally many people want to try it." Becky explained.
"Advanced witchcraft?" Enzo's eyes moved.
When he was in the library, he had seen some information about it. It was said that it was a very strong advanced witchcraft, and the minimum threshold for cultivators had to reach a formal wizard.
Once mastered, the caster can summon a legion of shadows.
According to rumors, at the end of the Second Age, a wizard used witchcraft to destroy a huge ancient kingdom overnight. Wherever he went, the sky and the earth were ruled by shadows!
"I advise you to think about it again." Becky persuaded.
"Thank you for your kindness, but you don't have to." Enzo shook his head and smiled. "I'm still going to try it. Even if I can't succeed, I want to increase my understanding of shadow runes."
"What a lofty newcomer." The black cat murmured.
"Well, if you insist." Becky shrugged, and then said, "The price is 8 magic stones, and the price of complex witchcraft is 50 magic stones, for a total of 58 magic stones."
The price given by Becky is already very favorable. You must know that the witchcraft model is one of the foundations for apprentices to improve their strength, and it is the only way for every first-level apprentice to be promoted to second-level. If there is no letter of introduction by Byron, I think To win these two witchcraft models, at least 70 magic stones are required.
"No problem." Enzo quickly handed 58 magic stones.
"Okay, what else do you need?" Becky asked again after taking the magic stone.
"Um...Miss Becky, do you have potion materials for sale?" Enzo asked after he collected the witchcraft model and thought about it.
The black market camp is no longer safe, but if Enzo still wants to refine potions, he must have enough materials. It has been two months for Byron to serve as an assistant. Now that the potions are refined, it will not attract too much. attention.
"Materials for potions? Of course there are!" Becky nodded, taking it for granted. "The main products we sell in Lilith's Cabin are all kinds of potions. Naturally, there is no shortage of materials."
"Do you want to study potions?"
"En, yes." Enzo said calmly without concealing it. "I started working as an experimental assistant two months ago. I learned a lot about potions from Senior Byron, so I should try some on my own."
"Oh! So you are that Enzo, Senior Byron's laboratory assistant!"
Becky nodded with a sudden realization.
"Senior Byron mentioned you before and gave a high evaluation. He is a recognized potion genius in the academy, and his appreciation is enough to prove your talent."
"It's just good luck." Enzo smiled humbly and stroked his nose.
"If you want to refine the potion, we can provide the materials for free." Becky turned his eyes, with a shrewd look on his face, and said, "But if you really succeed in the refinement, you have to give the sales right to Lilith's cottage! "
"Is that so?" Enzo narrowed his eyes, thinking for a moment in his heart.
"What you said, I'll go back and think about it." Enzo did not immediately agree, and groaned. "If I plan to sell potions, I will definitely give priority to Lilith's cottage, but before that, I want to buy a batch Potions materials."
"Well, what do you want?" Becky didn't force it.
"500 grams of agave, 300 grams of spiked cactus, 300 grams of Komore flamingo..." Enzo said the names of dozens of potion materials in one breath, and Becky quickly picked up a note.
"Is that all there?" It took a lot of effort to find all the materials on the paper list, and Becky was relieved.
"Thank you, Miss Becky."
After spending another sum of magic stones, and finally got what he wanted, Enzo chuckled and said goodbye to Becky, and then left Lilith's hut.

In a world where magic dictates the rules, a little nobleman Enzo, surrounded by powerful enemies, has only one chip to help unravel the wizard's path and reach eternity.

"Ok, where do I sign?" Ella replied after reading the paragraph, forcing a smile. In a strange way Mikael's tone made her feel a fear she never felt before, a fear that protruded her core. What if they are planning to seriously harm me if I don't comply? Ella asked herself. Gabriel tried to fix Mikael's mistake. He gave her his pen for her to sign the contract while whispering some words to enchant the pen. Ella signed the contract and handed the pen back. 
"Is for you to keep it!" Gabriel replied, a charming smile decorating his face. Ella looked up in surprise and returned the smile. 
"Thank you!" Gabriel gesture made her feel more at ease. Mikael was the exception in the way he behaved, she concluded. And felt that she had Gabriel on her side. Right after she signed the contract the waitress begun to put their food on the table. Ella thanked the waitress in her mind for breaking the awkward atmosphere between them.
"Let's say grace!" Mikael announced in the same commanding tone. Ella looked at them in a confused manner. Them saying grace made her feel even more confused about what type of people they might be. One second ago, she thought that they might do human trafficking and the next they are saying grace? Firstly, who in this day still says grace. Secondly, who would say grace in a restaurant? Ella asked herself. She thought they might be joking on purpose to put her, the outsider in a spot. However, shortly after Mikael's announcement they all crossed their hands on their lap, bent their heads down and begun whispering prayer-like words in a language completely foreign to her. She copied their gesture. However, her prayer was not a grace prayer but rather a prayer for help. Who are those men? She asked the receiver of her prayers. 
"You might actually enjoy this one; you will visit a town, the town of your childhood." Gabriel broke the silence, after they said grace, in an attempt to fix the uncomfortable atmosphere Mikael created which was still in the air. 
"Really, Chilia Veche?!" She cheerily replied, trying to entertain them.
"Yes!" Mikael affirmed
"What is the job about?" Ella asked.
"Witchcraft!" Gabriel answered her.
"Witchcraft?!" Ella's face frowned in great disapproval, but she still felt too afraid to say anything else. She does not believe in witchcraft, but people who do can go to extreme lengths to solidify their beliefs. Are they those people that call themselves Wiccan?  Odd thoughts began to pop up into her mind. What if they are murderers? What if they are going to kill her in some weird ceremony. Even worse, what if demons are actually real and they are going to steal her soul?  She tried to calm herself out; We are in a public space. She told herself.  I just have to go through it all, and as soon as I escape them, I'll hide as deeply as possible. Observing Ella's reaction to Mikael's command made Gabriel worried. He disagrees with Mikael's approach, but Mikael is his superior, and he cannot argue against him; especially when he exercises his command.  
"In the old times, people thought about witchcraft as a religion, but of course not God was the centre of it and often there was no place for any type of good either. Witchcraft was forbidden for a while; any of the people who were suspected of practicing witchcraft were killed in terrible ways." Gabriel narrated, to build a background for her to understand what the mission was about. He took a deep breath in, as he would need it to dive underwater, and almost with sadness on his face resumed the narrative "...many other innocent people died on that time, children and even saints."
"That is sad!" Ella replied out of politeness and trying to appear engaged. Her heart was still beating fast in anxiety. Against her logic, her reaction to Mikael's order felt uncanny.
"Yes, it is. However, for a few centuries witchcraft almost disappeared. All that persecution was a good thing, after all" Gabriel replied, in a calm voice, followed by a long moment of silence. He used a calm voice to dissipate the anxiety Ella felt because of Mikael using his authoritarian power. He took a moment of silence to assess if she returned to her initial state.
"But, from what I read, people would associate any advance of science with magic and witchcraft. From what history tells, it was all embedded in people's minds. There is no such thing as witchcraft!" She found herself argue against their ridiculous story. Her anxiety began to diminish which gave her the courage to stand for her beliefs. She regretted her reaction and questioned her sanity. Instead of trying to sail safely, she decided to adventure into dangerous waters. 
"There was a lot of confusion, but witchcraft did exist, and it still does. In those days, it was difficult to distinguish between the true practitioners of witchcraft and the falsely accused ones, as the practitioners would often disguise themselves in sheep's skin. Witchcraft is the adoration of darkness and is a service under Samael's commandment." Gabriel continued, trying to ignore her thoughts echoing into his mind. 
"This is quite interesting to know, but how exactly are you defining witchcraft?" Ella asked them, wiling to shade light into their inappropriate way of thinking. There is no such thing as witchcraft, is all superstitions and lack of education! Gabriel looked at Mikael with a question drawn on his face. "What am I supposed to say now?" "I'll take over!" Mikael mind replied to Gabriel.

Ella run away from home into a completely strange country to her. She had to start with nothing and work hard for all her achievements, many times contemplating how insignificant her existence is. Little did she know that her existence is more important than she could ever imagine.

Traditional Witchcraft is a massive umbrella, it's so large it is hard to keep track of which area/belief/tradition you're talking about unless you specifically mention a region and or tradition.
Another Traditional Witch I spoke to described it like this 'There are thousands of Traditional Witchcraft practices out there, there is a different tradition every square mile' none of these traditions are wrong because they aren't the same - they are right because that is what those people believe and work with on a daily basis.
Traditional Witchcraft is mostly an Operative magical practice a.k.a 'Get it done' - it is a Craft or Skill, a physical interaction to cause/promote change within the natural world - this description does not exclude Ritualistic Magic for some traditions embrace ritual work. But at the end of the day, it is Folklore based, passed down from practitioner to practitioner, researched/learned like any skill or guided by the Spirits.

Spirits
Over the centuries there have been many spirits attributed to Traditional Witchcraft - almost can be seen as Gods, and then other spirits such as Faeries, Demons, etc. (Moving into the lines of Familiars, fetches etc.) due to the expansiveness of Traditional Witchcraft - I will be speaking specifically about two spirits and two groups of Spirits that have been found in Traditional Craft for centuries.
To be fair to the other traditions within Traditional Craft, not all of them follow the spirits listed below - some of them are completely secular, others are more involved with one or the other - remember 'There are thousands of Traditional Witchcraft practices out there, there is a different tradition every square mile'
• The Devil/The Old Goat - to be honest, this particular spirit is incredibly ambiguous - because according to the Courts/Inquisitors they saw the Devil where there was only a Wild Spirit, but according to some Traditions - this spirit is the Devil - the keeper of the Black Fire and Father to the Witches. I only use the title 'The Devil' because that title is one of the only ones that crosses across a lot of Traditions. Luciferian Witchcraft reveres him as the Devil himself - as Lucifer the fallen angel, the bringer of light and aspect of freedom.
He is what you could loosely say as the 'Male Aspect' and within some Gatherings or Covens, he is the King of the Faeries, Lord of the Wild Wood - the Initiator, the Seducer and the figurehead.
• The Queen of the Faeries/Lady of the Moon/Queen of Elphame - another spirit that is incredibly ambiguous, in some traditions she is the Consort to the Devil, in others, she is the real power behind the craft - in some, there is only her. She is can be called Titania from the play Midsummer Night's Dream as much as the Devil can be called Oberon. She also holds the fire of Witchcraft and is an initiator, the seducer etc. But in most traditions that I have read about, she is attributed as the True power behind the Devils throne in the Forest.
• The Faeries - also called Wild Spirits by some, within a lot of Traditional Crafting - particularly in the UK, they are the spirits of the land - the trouble makers but also the ones who can bring you great prosperity if you're kind but firm - they dance at the Queen's court.
• Demons - Within many Witch Trials, there is always talk of demons - Familiars to some can be seen as minor Demons wanting to aid someone to get what they want. But loosely this is just another ambiguous category of spirits within the Craft - the dance with the King and Queen at Court, the revel and do as they desire.
Of the four above, they are so ambiguous because they don't turn up in every Tradition or belief, in rural communities some people still believe in having to appease the Faeries and warding away Demons, etc. and can be called as part of the Fairy Faith.
Again, I would like to reinforce that these Four are ambiguous and specific to specific Traditions within Traditional Witchcraft - just because you may meet a Traditional Witch - it does not mean they will believe in or work with the Devil, The Faery Queen, Familiars, Demons, Faeries, etc.

Witchcraft, Wicca, and Christianity.
Now a lot of this I know to some will sound incredibly similar to Wicca - that is because Traditional Witchcraft and Wicca are in essence, siblings - to speak simply, Wicca was born from the already existing beliefs surrounding Witchcraft within the UK - founded by Gerald Gardner and eventually built to what it is known today - a lot of 'Traditional Witches' out there will claim Wicca as fake, 'not real Witchcraft' or 'washing away old practices' - to be frank, Wicca is part of the Traditional Witchcraft family in its own right because of its founders Heritage as a Witch, and where the practice was grown from.
However, Wicca is separate from Traditional Witchcraft because Wicca is a Religion, Witchcraft is not.
Where does Christianity fit into all of this? When Christianity spread through Europe it melded with the already existing beliefs within each Country/Region - for some people to escape persecution, they hid their beliefs within Christianity - and Christianity helped grow some of the already existing magical practices - a lot of Witches back centuries ago practiced a 'Dual Faith' they were both practicing the roots of their Ancestors - but at the same time believing in the Christian God and working their personal beliefs with the Christian beliefs. 'But the Christians killed the Witches!' to be more specific, it was the populace that used certain beliefs to kill off people they were having a disagreement with.

Traditions within Traditional Craft
Due to Traditional Witchcraft being such an umbrella term, there is a few terms that encompass a large variety of Traditions, I will explain each briefly.
• Culture-Based - based on cultures/beliefs i.e. Icelandic, Scottish, English, Stregharia (Italian), Brujeria etc.
• Practice-Based - Hedge Witchery, Charmer, Pellar, Wort Worker etc.
• Grimoire Based - practice based on various Grimoires such as the Sworn Book of Honorius, Ars Goetia, The Munich Handbook, The Devils Plantation, etc.
• Hereditary - passed down through generations - famous Witches that were known for this was the Device Family from Pendle Hill, Tasmin Blights family, and various others.
• Modern Traditional Witchcraft - Author based and personalities, people sharing similar ideas, practices, beliefs, etc.
At the end of the day, Traditional Witchcraft is an ambiguous umbrella term for thousands of varying but similar practices found mostly in Europe, anyone can be a Traditional Witch however it is not suited for everyone.

Mingshi Yin was taken aback by Pan Zhong's words. He rolled his eyes and said, "Pan Zhong, you better not be trying to scare me."
Lu Zhou raised his hand. He stopped Mingshi Yin and gestured for Pan Zhong to continue.
Pan Zhong acknowledged it and continued to say, "I'm not making this up. When I was learning the trade back in Clarity Sect, I read the records on witchcraft in the library. Witchcraft is divided into white witchcraft and black witchcraft. A cultivator will wander down the wrong path if they cultivate with malicious intentions. I was young and brash back then. I was obsessed with improving my cultivation base as quickly as possible so I had looked up witchcraft. Alas, everyone in Clarity Sect guarded this secret tightly. On top of that, I couldn't find any seniors who had learned witchcraft and were willing to teach me…"
Zhou Jifeng asked curiously, "Is that why you chose the Three Yin Style?"
"The Clarity Sect's elder only told me that I'm suited for the Three Yin Style, but he didn't tell me that I had to pair it with the Six Yang Technique! I only learned about the balance between Yin and Yang after I met Old Senior Ji!" Pan Zhong said.
"And?" Zhou Jifeng asked.
Pan Zhong continued to say, "Speaking of witchcraft, witchcraft restrictions are similar to cultivation seals. They would slowly corrode a cultivator's meridians and block them. In fact, the Clarity Sect's Seal Block Technique is created based on a witchcraft technique as well."
The others nodded. This was why Pan Zhong was so confident and volunteered to seal the Dark Knights' cultivation bases.
Pan Zhong said, "In any case, the sooner we undo the witchcraft, the better it is for Mister Fourth. In Mister Fifth's case, her cultivation base has been completely sealed. The spellcaster must've cast the seal from a close distance, that's why it took effect immediately. For this reason, the outcome will be the same regardless of when we undo the witchcraft."
Zhou Jifeng asked, "Since you know so much about witchcraft, do you know of any way we can break the spell?"
Pan Zhong nodded. "I remember reading about a method to undo the spell. It's also the most trusted and reliable method. This requires the spellcaster to undo the spell itself. The second method is to cultivate Zen according to Buddhism or to cultivate Daoist methods. Once the victim's cultivation base surpasses the spellcaster's cultivation base, the victim would be able to undo the spell. However, this method is infeasible. After all, how can one continue to cultivate if one's cultivation base is sealed?"
"So what you mean to say is that there's nothing we can do about the spell on Mister Fourth?"
Pan Zhong shook his head. He cupped his hands together at Lu Zhou and said, "I'm afraid that the Pavilion Master is the only one capable of undoing it."
'Pavilion Master?'
Little Yuan'er and Zhou Jifeng turned to look at Lu Zhou.
Pan Zhong explained. "The third method is to have a cultivator who's much more powerful than the spellcaster forcibly break the spell. Otherwise, the conflict between witchcraft and Primal Qi would cause the cultivator's meridians to break, and the cultivator would implode and die. Hence, the Pavilion Master is the only one who can do this."
Although Pan Zhong's explanation made sense, Lu Zhou was speechless. Outwardly, he remained as steady as Mount Tai, but inwardly, he thought to himself, 'What should I do?'
Everyone's eyes were trained on Lu Zhou at this moment.
Mingshi Yin kowtowed and said, "Please undo the Restriction for me, master!"
Lu Zhou stroked his beard as he tried to think of a way to solve this.
Since there were witchcraft traps around the Measure Heaven River's Fish Dragon Village, this means he could not simply send people from the Evil Sky Pavilion there. After all, if someone like Mingshi Yin fell prey to it, there was no doubt the others would be more susceptible to falling into the trap. It seemed like he had no choice but to personally investigate the Fish Dragon Village.
As for undoing the witchcraft Restriction, Lu Zhou was stumped. He had no good solution for this. After all, he could not possibly tell these people that his cultivation base was only in the Brahman Sea realm.
At this moment, Duanmu Sheng who had received news about what happened arrived in the great hall. After learning the ins and outs, he instantly pleaded, "Master, although Junior Brother frequently makes mistakes, he's been doing a good job lately. Please save him, master!"
Zhou Jifeng and Pan Zhong pleaded on Mingshi Yin's behalf as well.
If this was in the past, Ji Tiandao would have most likely leaped into a great rage and kicked all of them out. However, it was undeniable that Mingshi Yin had been doing a good job lately. Although Mingshi Yin's loyalty was not as stable as Duanmu Sheng or Little Yuan'er, he was dependable when it came to completing missions. All Mingshi Yin needed was a little discipline.
Lu Zhou considered all of these for a moment before he finally waved his hand and said, "Come with me."
Mingshi Yin was overjoyed when he heard this. He rose to his feet and followed Lu Zhou like an obedient child.
Meanwhile, the others sighed in relief when they heard Lu Zhou's words. They watched as Mingshi Yin followed Lu Zhou into the hidden chamber.
Little Yuan'er smiled as she said confidently, "Since master is dealing with the witchcraft spell, there won't be any problem!"
Zhou Jifeng nodded and said, "Mhm. The Pavilion Master has a profound cultivation base. This minor spell is nothing to him."
Pan Zhong nodded as well, but he said nothing.
Duanmu Sheng glanced at the two of them and said, "Since Old Fourth is afflicted by witchcraft, both of you will do."
"What do you mean, Mister Third?" Pan Zhong and Zhou Jifeng were puzzled.
Swoosh!
Duanmu Sheng raised his Overlord and said excitedly, "Spar with me…"
Pan Zhong. "…"
Zhou Jifeng. "…"
…
Inside the hidden chamber.
This was Mingshi Yin's first time in the hidden chamber. After all, no disciples were allowed to enter the hidden chamber. In the past, they had thought their master was hoarding treasure in here. Since there was no ventilation in the hidden chamber and their master usually spent all his time cultivating in the hidden chamber, it was impossible for them to sneak a peek. It was only natural that he was excited now that he was granted entry. He looked around curiously; there were various secret tomes lying on the table and an assortment of weapons on the racks. There were sabers, spears, rods, and maces. There were even weapons of other designs lying in the corner. He was awed by this scene. It seemed like his master had collected many treasures throughout his millennia of domination.
"Sit down." Lu Zhou pointed at the floor.
With that, Mingshi Yin quickly regained his senses. He hastily sat with his legs crossed and focused his eyes on one spot.
Lu Zhou stroked his beard and stood behind Mingshi Yin. 'My cultivation base is only in the Brahman Sea Eight Meridians realm. Moreover, it's not the true Brahman Sea Eight Meridians realm. My avatar is only the Mighty Four Quadrants. There should be no problem for me to examine his body, but it would be nigh impossible for me to break the spell.'
At this moment, Lu Zhou discovered Mingshi Yin was sweating profusely. It seemed like the Restriction was acting up. 'Based on his condition now, it seems like the spell has already restricted 80% of his cultivation base.' He raised his wizened hand and gently pushed it against Mingshi Yin. His Primal Qi flowed through his palm into Mingshi Yin's meridians.
Mingshi Yin was shocked. 'Master's cultivation base is indeed profound. He's capable of suppressing his Nascent Divinity Tribulation realm's Primal Qi to such a gentle level.'
The gentler it was, the lower the probability that it would hurt Mingshi Yin's meridians.
Lu Zhou controlled his Primal Qi and inspected Mingshi Yin's meridians. He gently tapped Mingshi Yin several times.
Tap! Tap! Tap!
Lu Zhou increased his output.
Mingshi Yin was a cultivator who had connected his eight meridians a long time ago. This amount of Primal Qi coursing through his meridians would not do him much harm.
However, when Lu Zhou's Primal Qi came in contact with the witchcraft spell, he felt a retaliating force.
Mingshi Yin frowned and immediately broke out in sweat.
Lu Zhou thought to himself, 'Ah, so this is the power of witchcraft.' He tried to bypass the Restriction to inspect Mingshi Yin's other meridians. However, as soon as he tried to do that, the witchcraft spell seemed to gain a will of its own and suddenly attacked.
"Preposterous!" Lu Zhou pulled his hand back. However, the witchcraft's power shot out from Mingshi Yin's back like a surge of energy.
Lu Zhou waved his arm instinctively. He instantly went into the state after he had comprehended the Heavenly Writing. From his dantian to his sea of Qi, from his brain and eventually, to his entire body, a faint blue light appeared and repelled the attack of the witchcraft spell. It did not stop there. It rode on the momentum and entered Mingshi Yin's back.
Bang!
Mingshi Yin fell forward from the impact. At the same time, he felt the strange power from the witchcraft spell in his body disappear. 


Lu Zhou wakes up to become the world's most powerful and oldest villainous Patriarch, and finds that he has nine notorious disciples who are full of evil. His eldest disciple is the leader of the Nether Sect with thousands of minions, and his second disciple—Sword Devil—always slaughters others at the slightest disagreement...
Without his cultivation base, how will he handle these evil disciples?
His eldest disciple, Yu Zhenghai, said, "I've never had a rival in my life, and no one but Master can make me bow my head."
His seventh disciple, Si Wuya, said, "We can't eat or sleep in peace as long as the Master is not dead!"
...
His ninth disciple, Yuan'er, said, "I'll remember what Master said and be a good person."

"The bottom line is, let's forget for now how Fellow Cultivator Long and I came to the Imperium, why I joined the reformists and worked for Queen Li Linghai, or the details like why I am wearing a battle robe that is in exactly the same style as Boss Bai's—"
Deep inside the Blue Sky Market, in the secret office that belonged to Zuo Tianying in the beginning, Li Yao spoke to Boss Bai and the Fist King passionately, "The most important thing is—listen up, the most important thing is that Blackstar the Great is back to life! He is now residing inside Queen Li Linghai's body! Right now, they have occupied the entire capital, and the great scheme they're up to inside the capital may eventually turn the center of the cosmos upside down!"
Boss Bai listened expressionlessly. His eyebrows did not shake at all even when he heard the news that Blackstar the Great had been revived. In the end, he simply said casually, "Okay."
"Okay?"
His eyes popping out, Li Yao looked at Boss Bai in disbelief. "Hey, hey, hey, Boss Bai, what's your reaction? I'm serious and not kidding. Wuying Qi, Blackstar the Great and the ancestor of the Immortal Cultivators, has been revived and may resume his peak combat ability anytime! Why are you not surprised at all?"
"There's nothing to be surprised at."
Boss Bai looked at Li Yao and said, "Since 'Vulture Li Yao' was involved, it was only natural that infinite schemes and trouble were caused. It appears to me that 'revival of Blackstar the Great' is already the slightest damage that you can possibly cause, isn't it? To be honest, I'm already grateful since you haven't triggered the super events such as 'revival of the Mad Armageddon'."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
Li Yao felt wronged. "It's not like I brought Wuying Qi back to life…"
"I'm more interested in the two kids here than in the revival of Blackstar the Great."
Interrupting Li Yao's self-defense, Boss Bai turned to Xiaoming and Wenwen curiously and grinned at the kids as a greeting.
Boss Bai jumped to the center of the cosmos immediately after the battle to resist the Black Wind Fleet in the federation without any delay. So, although he had heard Long Yangjun's name before, he did not know that Long Yangjun activated the Nuwa warship in the Ancient Sages Sector, looted an escape capsule, and broke all the defenses before she escaped.
He was unaware of Long Yangjun's real identity yet, although he could tell that Long Yangjun was certainly not a regular Divinity Transformation Stage expert. However, the people qualified to team up with such a monster as Li Yao could only be other monsters. It was not something to be surprised at.
On the other hand, Boss Bai, as a fleet commander, keenly perceived Xiaoming and Wenwen's corruption and sabotage on the Flying Rainbow Fleet's battle network a while ago. Plus with their looks that were greatly similar to Li Yao and Ding Lingdang, he couldn't help but grow curious about them.
"Well, their origins are rather sophisticated and can't be explained in a few words. I can tell you, but you'd better be prepared."
Now that Li Yao had brought Xiaoming and Wenwen to the public, he did not intend to conceal their identities. Strengthening the fleet required the cooperation of Boss Bai too. So, he summoned his courage and said, "They are my children, but it is also not wrong to say that they are the descendants of mankind and the children of the Grand-Unified Spiritual Nexus. They are brand-new lives that originated from artificial intelligence but surpassed artificial intelligence…"
"Okay."
Boss Bai interrupted Li Yao again. "Got it now. They are lives that are similar to the Fist King."
"Huh?"
This time, it was Li Yao who was dumbfounded. He had imagined Boss Bai's ten thousand possible reactions to the matter, including fury, confusion, rejection, hate… But he never expected Boss Bai to be so calm. Besides, Boss Bai had learned about the Fist King's essence? Those two guys seemed to be too close to each other!
"Another 'okay'?"
Li Yao found it hard to believe. "Boss Bai, can't you stop being so cool? That's too calm a reaction, so calm that it makes me wonder if you understood what I said at all!"
"Of course I did, but there is no need to be surprised at anything that happens around you however strange it is. I'm already prepared for everything."
Boss Bai extended three fingers and said, "Even if they are… super artificial intelligence, so what? Firstly, you know where I was born and raised. In my long and complicated life, I've seen the evilest, ugliest, sleaziest, and most terrible people of my own kind. I may even be one of such people myself. Human beings can reach the extremity of evil on their own. Even if there are other lives and civilizations in the universe, I don't think they can be more evil and horrible than mankind.
"Secondly, before you came, I had just communicated with the Fist King in depth and learned about his essence. Lives are never isolated but always grow exponentially.
"Although Professor Mo Xuan said that no real life of artificial intelligence could be born in the next few hundred years according to regular development, I always found him too conservative and childish. 'Life' is never something that is born after regular development; life is the inevitable collision of countless coincidences and will grow out of the most unbelievable and unimaginable gaps despite all the difficulties.
"Since the Fist King already exists, it means that such gaps are out there. What's to be surprised at now that new super artificial intelligence has shown up?
"Thirdly, and most importantly, I know what's on your mind. You are concerned that the new super artificial intelligence and the civilization of mankind will repeat the tragedy in the primeval age hundreds of thousands of years ago and be hostile to each other like the Pangu civilization and mankind were.
"I do not deny such a possibility. However, when a vaster world and a darker threat are gradually revealing themselves from the outside, the minor conflicts within our three thousand Sectors, be they the ones between Pangu and mankind or those between mankind and the super artificial intelligence, are nothing worth mentioning at all. I already showed you enough respect by saying 'okay'."
"Boss Bai, what are you talking about?"
Li Yao was completely confused. "What do you mean by 'a vaster world'? What does 'a darker threat' refer to?"
"The Flood."
Boss Bai said, "I have named the mysterious force that is likely to exist beyond the three thousand Sectors and capable of destroying all civilizations as 'Flood', which will rage and sweep across the entire three-dimensional universe, leading to the greatest catastrophe and the end of everything.
"Where should I begin? Let's talk about 'wizardly civilization'. Li Yao, do you know 'witchcraft'?"
"Witchcraft?"
Li Yao repeated the word in a daze. He suddenly shuddered hard, his pupils constricted to the minimum.
Deep inside his eyes, countless bubbles the size of needle tips were popping up!
Those bubbles crawled into the depths of his brain and blew the gate on his soul brutally like the most powerful bombs!
Information—more information from Earth, which was mottled, intangible, and broken, spurted out of the gate of his soul, making him recall the incidents from Earth in a trance.
Witchcraft!
He had heard the word before, from Earth. Where was it exactly? Where?
He remembered clearly that Earth was a technological world, and that there shouldn't have been any witchcraft, but he had no doubt that he had heard the word before. Where was it?
Got it!
Back on Earth, he had once seen a movie—"Harry Lotter and the Sorcerer's Sword", in which witchcraft was mentioned!
What was "Harry Lotter" exactly? Memories, memories, memories. Reorganized, condensed, analyzed, and combined. Tracing back to the origins and reaching the core. Found it!
"Harry Lotter" was a series of fictions created by J. K. Mowling, a UK female writer. It was about a boy named Harry Lotter who accidentally learned the existence of a school that taught witchcraft and who was involved in the bizarre, spectacular adventures in the magic world. It was made of quite a few independent but related books, such as "Harry Lotter and the Ball of Fire", "Harry Lotter and the Phantom Island", "Harry Lotter and the Dragon Curse", etc. The fictions themselves and the movies and games they were adapted to were all a hit. It was one of the most popular fictional series on Earth!
Witchcraft was fake and nonexistent, but through the ability of "fantasizing", the earthlings were able to create a vivid world of witchcraft with their imagination!
A UK female writer… UK, what was UK exactly? Come on, where were the memories?
Ah, got it! UK—the abbreviation of the United Kingdom of Enkland and Boton!
The United Kingdom of Enkland and Boton was an island country at the north of "Europena", an ancient but developed continent on Earth in Li Yao's previous life. Although it was remote and small, it had once created an unstoppable fleet and become a country that dominated the entire Earth, known as the empire where the sun never set.
The fictional concepts such as "witchcraft" were promulgated to the entire Earth because of the dominating culture of the empire where the sun never set, becoming common sense for everyone.
Many people did not even consider it as a fictional concept but believed that witchcraft, or even the world that J. K. Mowling described, existed in reality!
Witchcraft, UK, Europena, Earth!
Countless memory pieces danced crazily deep inside Li Yao's brain, making him cramp and roll his eyes crazily. Hissing sounds were echoing from his throat too.
Everybody was rather shocked by his sudden reaction.
When Boss Bai asked if he had ever heard of "witchcraft", it was merely a casual question. He did not expect Li Yao to really know the answer.
But out of his expectation, Li Yao's reaction was so intense that it almost seemed that the word "witchcraft" triggered a certain seal deep inside his brain, allowing a certain weird but powerful force to flood out.
Boss Bai said in a hurry, "Are you alright, Li Yao?"
"I-I'm fine."
Li Yao's voice sounded from a place far, far away. He gagged for a while before he said in a trance, "I-I think I heard the term 'witchcraft' before."


“Even if this universe is truly nothing more than a brutal, bloody, shadowy forest, we Cultivators will burn all that we have just to give off a single weak flickering spark in the darkness! 
“No matter how weak each spark is, how short-lived, how small… As long as the sparks flow unabated, then one day one of those sparks will light some tinder, and that tinder shall light some fallen branches, and those branches shall set ablaze each and every last tree of the forest! 
“In the end, even the smallest sparks will eventually set the shadowy forest ablaze and illuminate the whole world!”
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** Qidian International and the former translator, Mr. Strivon, have reached an agreement to buy out the chapters and host them on our site. We will be continuing the translation from the last chapter translated by Mr. Strivon **

 How would you describe people feeling this intangible force and trying to manipulate it? What if people feel this intangible force and try to manipulate it? So we have a witch and the art of mastering supernatural powers is called witchcraft. Strong connection between witches, witchcraft and the forest. The witch lives in the forest. 

 However, the more important question is, what exactly do we mean by "witchcraft"? It is a mixture of the paranoia of the accusers and the questionable testimonies of the poor victims of the inquisition and the cracy witch hunters. Also, there are Old Testament laws and very different ideas in separate cultures. There is no simple concept of "witchcraft", there are even countless books on magic, modern wicca-witchcraft, etc. Witchcraft is as old as humanity, it is a kind of sixth sense and a trade. It is the ability to handle what cannot be understood in a rational way, but is definitely there. It is often connected to the forest, as we believe that it is the forest where supernatural energies are strongest.
 
  The concept of "witchcraft" as a kind of craft like "Bushcraft" means that it is something that is there and that must be mastered. "Bushcraft", for example, is the ability and knowledge to survive in the wild. It means building a makeshift shelter, finding food, hunting, making a fire, getting your bearings. Without some training you cannot survive in the wild for weeks. 

  "Witchcraft" and "Bushcraft" have a lot in common. It's about survival. Witchcraft is not so much about casting a spell or summoning a demon but the ability to survive in a supernatural cosmos. It is often said that the witch is someone with a gift, who was born with a sixth sense and always has one foot in the other world. Such a person would need to learn to distinguish between his own projection, supernatural phenomena, and delusions. As long as the other world is close to our plane of reality, it is an educational reality. It is also called Maya. It can be dangerous, and it has a meaning. Witchcraft could be navigating through different realms and finally trying to gain a deeper understanding. The forest is a good training ground for elevating the senses. 

 Nothing is certain here, particularly if it is about the ability to control these forces or the effects of magic. It could be a sign that there are still a lot of open questions here. The nature of this subtle force is very analogous to electricity, and its nature "is somewhat life-like, albeit low-type" (she thinks of something like bacteria). 

 It is a plausible idea that the soothsayer using "witchcraft" is someone who controls and uses that form of "electricity". It is an image that makes some sense. It is also an interesting thought if we think of electricity and the field. 

 There are electric fields and magnetism. In an analogy we could say that the witch is someone who is aware of the "field", she also works with a kind of field and can manipulate the field (even her true nature remains unknown) and in the forest the field is stronger.

 Even if over time, most wizards, creatures, monsters were male, the female ones were always more cruel and ruthless, being the embodiment of evil and evil, driven by revenge.

 Dorian sat down and took his face in the bridge of the palms and sighed deeply. Now where to go. Out of nowhere, he heard a whistle somewhere behind him, and no long after a beautiful young woman. She appeared in a white corn leaf dress with a veil covering her face. Her voice was raspy and hollow by plantain leaves covering her teeth.

 He was immediately back on his feet and marched in her direction, making sure to adjust his armor and hair to look presentable. She had pale, white skin like a porcelain doll and big, jet black eyes, with her long undulating hair cascading down her back.

 "Hello, my lady, Dorian Ramos at your service!"

 "My dear, what are you doing here all by yourself, shouldn't you be home with your family?" she asked in a metallic and hoarse voice.

 "I do not have a family to worry about. But why are you here in the woods?"

 "You see... I fell in love with a Spanish solider to whom I lost my virtue. He tricked me and broke my heart. I do not want to give any details, because it would be too painful for me, but I can say it involved some improper advances, sexual in nature, and extremely forbidden for a lady from a good Catholic family. After he disappeared, I suffered deeply and some say I might have gone insane too. You do not think that, right?"

 "Of course not, how could I not believe you, a poor soul." he caressed her arm lovely and yanked her closer to his body.

 "You said you have no family, but you must have a young lady waiting for your return home." she uttered while making eye contact with him. Her eyes were glistening in the pale light, it was already evening, and the moon made her appearance on the darkened sky, making the atmosphere ludic.

 "I can assure you there is no female in my life at the moment, of course if you do not want to change that yourself." he whispered in her ear.

 Moreover, she started laughing loudly, her apparition became manicly melancholy, because then she also started screaming, laughing and crying wildly at the same time, which made the hair on his arm lift. Her face was ghostly and her eyes stared into his souls blankly.

 "Are you ok? Can I assist you home?" tried Dorian but now he could not see her face under the veil anymore. And he dared to grasp the lacy edges of the veil material and lift it slowly. It's just that when he completely discovered her face, it was no longer one. It turns into a horse's head, just the cranial box and the mandible with square teeth, chopped and yellowed at the roots.
 
 "Foolish man! They are always the same. The beauty is all you care about, feeling have nothing to do with you. Do you want to know what happens to men like you?"

 "Um...not really if you really want to know-"

 "Shut your mouth, you pillok!" her teeth sounded like two stones hitting each other, and the only muscles that held her head close to his jaw stretched in a bizarre way and looked like a sharp, moldy muscle eaten by rats. Blood was dripping from her mouth, the sound of it falling on leaves made his stomach turn.

 "Wha-what happened to you? How did you get like this?" he managed to ask.

 "An awful curse befell on me, turning me into this monster, forever destined to wonder on lonely roads and find men like you and make sure they pay ! I am also known for walking through the woods and back roads naked, waiting for my next victim. Men are drawn to me because of my fantastical silhouette. You see, my story was not entirely complete. After he betrayed me, he also revealed my participation in witchcraft, giving me two options: escape and become the monster I am today, or get arrested, tortured and killed. Guess which one I chose." 

 "But why covering your face..?"

 "Damn you a stupid one too, but you will die anyway, so I can tell you. It covers my lower face to hide the teeth I have lost when the soliders beat me." Dorian took a few steps back, and she took a few step forward and whispered something in his ear. 

 The words she spoke to him were horrific, it would make him go insane instantaneously - something from which he would never recover. Her goal is to averge her own deception playing with other men and leaving them as crazed idiots. For this reason, when a man acts like an idiot or appears absent-minded, it is said The Cegua played with him (lo jugó la cegua).

 Dorian froze to death when he heard her words and became speechless. "See you in hell, my precious new friend." was the last thing she said before wandering among the endless rows of trees bent by the black magic of those places.

 La Cegua is believed to have super-human abilities and is able to walk through solid objects, gravitate above ground and fly at extreme speeds in her efforts to lure men into her trap. To save yourself from such an encounter you should carry mustard seeds and throw them before her. She apparently will stop to try and pick up the magical seeds. As with other myths in Nicaraguan folklore, the tale of La Cegua is believed to ensure that men come straight home after work.

 Traditional methods are said to ward off the Siguanaba. In the border regions between Guatemala and El Salvador, those who see the Siguanaba make the sign of the cross upon her or bite their , while simultaneously banishing both the evil spirit and the fear that grips the victim.

 Their origin lies in women full of hate that at the moment of their death choose to continue seeking revenge. Among themselves, Ceguas are very friendly; they even help each other to conquer their preys.

 'Thoughts raced inside my head. I wanted them to slow down so I could breathe, but they did not. My breaths were gasps and I felt like I was going to pass out. My heart was hammering inside my chest like a rabbit. My vision spins and I squat on the floor, trying to slow things down to something my brain and body can cope with. Left, left, breathed, left... blackness ... creeping darkness ... I'm on the earth in a fetal position, where is it, what's my name, who to call, what am I, everything is spinning ... darkness ... it's gone...'

 Insanity was his curse, his gift from the Sihuanaba. Falling into this state, it would be almost impossible to go back to normal. After he blacked out, he had a dream, more exactly a nightmare that felt so so real, like it was indeed true. He could feel the disgust he had, but he could not comprehend for who it was. Then he saw them, all of them. Everywhere there were girls, women of all ages, classes and types. All his. They all suffered because of him and his actions. And then he understood. The realization tit him like a carriage. All the horses' hooves trampling on his head filled his body and soul with unimaginable pain.

"ᵐʸ ʰᵉᵃᵈ ˢᵒ ᶜᵒⁿᶠᵘˢᵉᵈ
ᵐʸ ʰᵉᵃʳᵗ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵃᵐᵘˢᵉᵈ

ᵈᵉᵖʳᵉˢˢⁱᵒⁿ ᵍᵉᵗᵗⁱⁿᵍ ᵐᵉ ᵈᵒʷⁿ
ⁱᵗˢ ᵃ ˢᵖⁱʳᵃˡ ˢᵖⁱⁿⁿⁱⁿᵍ ᵃʳᵒᵘⁿᵈ

ᶠᵉᵉˡˢ ˡⁱᵏᵉ ⁱᵗˢ ᵍᵉᵗᵗⁱⁿᵍ ʷᵒʳˢᵉ
ⁱᵗˢ ˡⁱᵏᵉ ᵃⁿ ᵃⁿᶜⁱᵉⁿᵗ ᶜᵘʳˢᵉ

ᶠᵒˡˡᵒʷⁱⁿᵍ ᵐᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ᵉⁿᵈ
ʷʰᵉⁿ ⁱᵐ ᵍᵉᵗᵗⁱⁿᵍ ᵇᵉᵗᵗᵉʳ ᵐʸ ᵉᵐᵒᵗⁱᵒⁿˢ ᵃᵍᵃⁱⁿ ᵇᵉⁿᵈ

ⁱ ᵈᵒⁿᵗ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ʷʰᵃᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵈᵒ
ⁱᵐ ᵗⁱʳᵉᵈ ᵒᶠ ᵇᵉⁱⁿᵍ ᵇˡᵘᵉ

ᵏᵉᵉᵖ ᵒʳ ˢᵉⁿᵈ ᵐᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵐʸ ᵍʳᵃᵛᵉ
ᵈᵒ ˢᵒᵐᵉᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ ᵗᵒ ᵉⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ᵈᵉᵛⁱˡˢ ᶜʳᵃᵛᵉ"

 
 Lust   Darkness   Power

XIX century - Callia Diaz, the precious princess of the great king of the Catalunya, Chavez Diaz 
Tom Rosier, a beloved french knight arrives at the Diaz pallace with mysterious intentions 
Will her love be the salvation of his lost soul, or will he be doomed to perdition and loneliness forever?

The Immortal’s Poison is a modern wuxia novel, written by Cataclysmic Bean.
This is the story of the young man Wen Leyang, born into the family with an expertise in the cultivation of the Art of Poisons. 
The enemy may not always be evil, and someone evil may not necessarily be the enemy. However, one thing is certain. Wen Leyang is a frank and honest young man, a delightful hero who possesses a kind disposition towards any living creature.
 
Learn about his journey as he embarks on an adventure of cultivating into an immortal.

When she heard Bandel mentioning Witchcraft, Hathaway's already impatient expression suddenly became unsightly.
She asked with an icy voice, "Where do you think the power of Witchcraft that you wield comes from?"
"She originally borrowed our Anzed power, and the return deadline is today."
"I'll give you one last chance!"
"Hand over the [Night Flower]!"
At that instant, Hathaway's air of being a young girl faded.
It was replaced by a monarch's domineering attitude.
Her gaze was cold and tyrannical, which felt quite out of place coming from a young girl.
Marvin's heart felt even more complex.
From what the Winter Assassin just said, it was Hathaway herself who had transformed him into a Wisp.
But that was countless years ago.
Could they be two different people with the same appearance? Or was it possible for the Witch Queen's appearance and rank to be inherited?
Marvin didn't know the answer.
What he was more concerned about right now was Hathaway's safety.
But from her tone, she didn't seem to be afraid of the Lich even though she was still gradually recovering her power.
'It should be really hard for Bandel to harm her… But that thing in the coffin…'
Marvin couldn't help but involuntarily look at one side of the six-pointed star.
The flame was still flickering, and strong lifeforce fluctuations were emitted from the coffin, seeming like a sort of heartbeat.
And Cold Light's Grasps were still stuck into both sides of the coffin.
Marvin frowned.
'Something is fishy…'
Minsk appeared at Marvin's side and quietly said, "She can't pull out Cold Light's Grasps."
"There is a strange seal that is using Cold Light's Grasps to seal the Wilderness God's main body!"
Marvin was a bit surprised.
The Cold Light's Grasps were quite outstanding, but from what he knew, they were an Artifact at most.
The strength of an Artifact was usually dependent on its synergy with its owner. As a descendant of an Ancient God, even though Miss Silvermoon had earned Faniya's favor and became a God with Lance's help, for someone that was partially considered an Ancient God, she wasn't especially powerful.
The Cold Light's Grasps were also an Assassin-type Artifact. Though the daggers were quite fierce when used for killing, there should be nothing about them that would cause worry when it came to other fields.
But Minsk said that they were the key to the Wilderness God's seal?
Although Marvin's Perception allowed him to probe the array with his senses, it wasn't enough to let him learn anything specific concerning Cold Light's Grasps.
With the help of Earth Perception, he could only get some confusing information.
The [Life and Death] ritual was taking shape and there was already a hint of space distorting, making it hard to see through.
But Minsk, as the son of the Nature God, had some unique abilities.
He shouldn't be wrong.
Moreover, the Winter Assassin, who had been using the Cold Light's Grasps for a long period, also said that the daggers looked somewhat different now.
It looked like there was a much more complicated power on it now compared to back when he had held them.
Marvin also clearly saw that the coffin kept shuddering.
If not for the two daggers holding it in place, the coffin might have already opened!
'This Lich is really strange… If he truly wanted to resurrect the Wilderness God, why not release him from his coffin?'
The more Marvin thought about it, the more confusing the situation became. He decided to hide Isabelle for now because he and Minsk weren't able to take care of the binding spell. The spell was apparently from the Witchcraft system, it was hard for them to find a way to resolve it for the moment.
That decision was immediately contested by the Winter Assassin.
Isabelle herself was obviously not willing to be stuffed in a piece of paper.
But their opinions were ignored by Marvin.
At such a crucial time, he didn't dare to take any risks with her safety.
After training for so long, his Origami had progressed greatly.
He had already been able to fold some paper clones before, but back then, he could only control three at most. After recently gaining an enormous amount of experience, Marvin had unlocked the ability to turn the battle exp into skill points through the Essence Absorption System. Despite the exchange rate being incredibly low, Marvin couldn't stand having so much exp and not being able to use it. His Origami skill had reached Greatmaster level!
An Origami Greatmaster could use paper to fold a special space to carry people.
He could only hide or store away dead things before, but now he could carry a living person. The skill Owl imparted to him was clearly a curious one.
Of course, besides Origami, Marvin still had [Eternal Night Seal], which could also transport living people. But compared to the spotless storage space of Origami, the pitch-black space of Eternal Night Seal wasn't the first choice to transfer Isabelle and the Winter Assassin. And the latter was somewhat a bit more wasteful compared to the former.
Marvin moved very quickly and had already put Isabelle in the space before she could blink.
This skill made Minsk have a whole new level of respect for Marvin.
"What is this strange skill? It can hide a living person like that?"
Minsk was surprised. As an Ancient God's descendant, he was quite knowledgeable. From what he knew, the skills able to hide away living people were mostly Divine Spells, or simply a method to hide people within the user's God Realm.
For mortals to also have this kind of strange skill was truly inconceivable for him.
Marvin smiled but didn't say anything.
Minsk understood. Everyone had their own secrets, and they had just met. Marvin wouldn't necessarily answer any given question.
...
They both looked at the center of the array.
A fight had broken out in the sky above the array!
Sure enough, Hathaway and Bandel didn't come to an agreement. Bandel wouldn't agree to return Cold Light's Grasps to Hathaway.
The Ashes Queen wasn't someone with a good temper. It was quite normal for her to attack someone who disagreed with her.
The Two-Headed Bone Dragon was continuously spouting a gray fog, and with the help of the Jade Banshee, this fog covered the entire Life and Death array, preventing the fight between those two from disturbing the ritual.
As Marvin watched, he felt that the fight between the two was very strange.
The Lich himself was a member of the Regis casters, who were skilled with magic that utilized negative energy. Furthermore, most of them had extremely high magical talent.
From what Marvin remembered, Liches typically had many spells that targeted vitality. They were especially proficient with combat magic.
But Bandel didn't use any spells in this fight.
They were both using Witchcraft to fight.
The deep Anzed Language kept echoing in the mysteriously quiet dungeon. Hathaway took the lead.
[Witchcraft – Locust]!
In an instant, countless Ghost Locusts came out of the Astral Plane and rushed toward the black fog covering Bandel!
In the black fog, two green lights were flickering. They were Bandel's soul fire!
The Ghost Locusts were the first lifeforms discovered in the Astral Plane by mankind. It was said that they had signed a pact with the Anzed Witches.
That Witchcraft was equivalent to summoning magic.
But summoning magic had restrictions with respect to quantity. Witchcraft didn't have the corresponding restrictions in the Plane Laws!
From this point of view, Witchcraft was a type of power that was seemingly above the Plane Laws!
The Lich under the black fog had no flesh, only pure extreme negative power. Ordinary magic couldn't harm him.
But these Ghost Locusts could.
They started crazily swallowing the black fog itself.
Although the Locusts died after swallowing the black fog, there was still an endless swarm of the Ghost Locusts appearing in front of Hathaway.
In a short time, a third of Bandel's fog disappeared!
The Lich naturally didn't just sit and watch.
He fought back.
The same Anzed Language came out of Bandel's mouth!
Then, a strange energy was emitted from him.
[Witchcraft – Stop]!
Every Ghost Locust came to a standstill.
They seemed to be at a loss, as if they didn't know who they should listen to.
Both sides had the power of the contract!
Hathaway's expression worsened even more.
"She gave that to you!" Her tone was filled with anger.
"If we had known at the time, we wouldn't have lent you the Night Flower!"
The Lich coldly snorted, "Witch, since you already saw my Witchcraft, you should understand, you can't beat me."
Hathaway waved her hand, and all the Locusts disappeared.
"The Anzeds' Iron Law... The holders of the highest Witchcraft Authority can't hurt each other. Did I say anything wrong?" Bandel laughed, pleased with himself. "You can't harm me."
"Thus… If you understand your position, leave quickly. My teacher won't be as nice once he recovers."
Hathaway paled, wanting to say something, but hesitating.
As for Marvin and Minsk, they had heavy expressions.
"The highest Witchcraft holders can't hurt each other?"
Marvin recorded this sentence in his mind.
'What is the highest Witchcraft Authority? My Witchcraft Authority should be very low, right? I don't know if I can harm Bandel, then.'
But regardless of whether he could, the situation looked quite terrible.
If the Wilderness God really resurrected, the entire world would fall into turmoil. And the Crimson Wasteland would definitely collapse.
Who knew if the Gods would act?
If the three Great Gods joined hands, they would be able to suppress the Wilderness God, but they were now attacking the core of the Universe Magic Pool.
He couldn't put any hope on them.
Marvin took a deep breath.
If Bandel wasn't doable, destroying his array would be fine!
The Life and Death ritual was isolated in a separate space. It would be very difficult for Marvin to get in. He tried the Shadow Plane, but the area was restricted, so he couldn't find the entrance to the Shadow Plane.
'Damnit! If this goes on, the array will really be activated.'
Marvin kept his Stealth active as he searched the perimeter of the array, looking for an entrance.
At that time, Molly, who had been suffering from the curse up until now, suddenly opened her eyes.
She looked toward Marvin.
"Kind Mister, did Uncle Griffin send you to save me?"
Her voice was clear and ethereal, as if it could pierce through everything.
Marvin was faintly startled.
She could see him?


Legendary player Marvin transmigrated to the eve of the Great Calamity. 
This was the end of the fourth era, all gods joined hands to destroy the Universe Magic Pool.
The fourth Fate Tablet had begun maturing and all gods, demons, legends, devils, liches, dragons and other legendary creatures were appearing one after the other. 
In order to protect his loved ones, Marvin has no other choice but to delve into the shadows. 
This is the story of a young ranger growing into the Ruler of the Night during the Chaos Era.
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TL: After transmigrating into a weak noble body, Marvin discovered that he was familiar with the world, this was the game he played in his previous life and... Damn! He only had six months before the Great Calamity!
As a former top player, he would obviously fight to save the world... Yeah, no. Time to plan and prepare for the upcoming events, better to use that knowledge to get ahead rather than fight with gods.
Follow Marvin's journey through this new world.

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