The witch thought I am a Demon God

The wizard in the cracks of the stone seemed to dare not easily promise the old witch that he could make a hundred men become her true love.

Ten minutes later, a hoarse voice came from under the cracks in the rocks. You are too greedy.

Listen to me, one is enough.

You can't digest too much.

I have a potion, and I'm going to put a bushel of snapdragons in it, and then...

The old witch walked to the deep gap in the stone pile, and a vine that looked like a snake's head protruded from under her robe. The tail of the plant was still held in the old witch's hand.

The snake-head vine actually stuck out its tongue. It was a stamen, but there was a fork at the tip.

The snake head crawled in quietly along the cracks in the pile of stones.

The old witch and Ivita have determined his strength range, so naturally they are not afraid of him.

The wizard was still talking in the gaps between the stones. One saxifrage and two Medusa jade phoenix flowers. After extraction, put them on ice cubes and let them stand for a day. Then ask the boy who has never done anything to swallow these potions and take the blood from his wrist...

The old witch sneered and continued what he said. Then, should we also pair it with a fragmented leaf of the extraordinary plant [Big King Grass]?

A confused sound came from the cracks in the stone. King's grass? What is that? Just use clover... Why use Tianwaiqizhi?

You do not understand……

This is my unique love spell.

The great witch of Hearthstone's face darkened. Idiot! That's because this is the serious formula of [Intelligence-Reducing Agent]. I don't know what genre passed down the rubbish version. Because I can't get the leaves of the extraordinary plant, I can only use ordinary magic. Plant clover instead.”

You will have a low-quality version of an intelligence-lowering drug. This drug can reduce the IQ of the person who drinks it for a period of time, making it easy to like others.

But it's not real love.

What are you bragging about here?!

Ivita understood.

Isn’t this an artificial love brain?

The old witch said angrily: Wizards of your level simply don't understand how powerful magic true love is, which can break almost all curses. Even the Grand Duke's Maleficent Curse can make The eternal curse that slumbers even the Son of God can be broken by a kiss of true love.”

You actually said that you can create true love. You are really ignorant and fearless.

I guess you can't even tell the difference in level between magic spells and ordinary spells.

As a great witch, I don't even dare to say that I have mastered a magic spell. How dare you say that you can do magic spells, you nonsense fool.

There was silence for a moment from under the crack in the stone, and then a horrified sound came out. Are you a witch? Or a great witch! The person next to you is... a wizard!

Lolita, you actually brought two of my colleagues here. What are you going to do? Do you still want me to resurrect your son? I have supreme magic power, I...

Ahh...

What is this? Is this a snake? Why doesn't this snake obey my snake control skills...

This is a magic plant!

Screams kept coming from the cracks in the rocks.

The old witch ordered the ancient snake plant on her sleeve: Catch him.

The wizard in the cracks of the stone is crying. Don't.

It's not that I don't want to come out, I'm trapped inside. Even if you forcefully pull me out, you can only pull out my lower body.

Ah, why is my body so hot!! What's going on? This is fire magic!

Sounds of extreme terror and joy came from beneath the cracks in the stone. Fire magic requires a very talented wizard to master.

Don't burn me. I don't have much spiritual energy left. You will burn me to death.

Ivita looked into the gap. He originally just wanted to see the scene inside the gap clearly, but who knew that the flame on his retina would automatically erupt outwards again.

The interior of the originally deep cave soon became red, and there was even fire coming out of it.

Flames came out of the cracks in the cave and turned into a stove.

The Great Witch of Hearthstone looked at Ivita in confusion. Your Majesty, if he continues like this, he will be burned away by your fire magic to the last bit of his spirituality, and then he will be burned to death by the flames.

Shall we execute him now?

Although as a dangerous person who threatens your territory, he should be dealt with as soon as possible.

Ivita closed her eyes and shook her head. It's just that my fire magic is out of control.

He must quickly find a way to digest the fire magic.

Otherwise, the flame will always be on your retina, and your social abilities will be restricted by it.

Because he can't burn everyone he meets to death with his eyes!

Crying sounds came from under the cracks in the stones. What kind of flame is this? I summoned water, but it was quickly burned dry.

The undead I cultivated are also dead.

Stop burning, stop burning. If it continues to burn, I will die.

Standing next to the gap in the stone, Iveta suddenly felt that the flames dancing on her retinas were a little more controllable.

what happened?

Why can I suddenly control my fire magic?

He tried to look deep into the crack again, and the flames inside suddenly burst out, startling Lolita and the old witch.

Then, the bursting flames gathered together and turned into a firebird soaring into the sky.

The Great Witch of Hearthstone looked at the missing firebird on the horizon. Those three fire snake series magics seem to have been fused by you into the fire bird magic.

Ivita rubbed her eyebrows, she had just spent a lot of energy. Well, let's call him Firebird for now.

The flame on his retina had previously stolen the image of the Golden Crow from his memory, but it seemed that because the level of the spell was too low, it could only be in the form of a bird.

But don’t worry about the level for now.

He had to figure out why his mastery of flame magic was suddenly accelerated.

It seems that the wizard down there really can't come out and dig the cave...

I'm going to go down and check something out and confirm something.

Half a day later, as night fell, the old witch and Lolita finally dug a passage.

The piles of rubble turned into mounds of dog-gnawed mud, and the gaps became passages.

Ivita and the old witch walked into the passage, and after walking only a short distance of the muddy road, they stepped on the flat stone steps, and they also saw a dim purple-red flame deep in the passage.

After they reach the bottom.

The old witch raised her index finger, and a candle burned on the top of her index finger, completely lighting up the dark space.

Then, Ivita discovered that they were standing under a huge stone dome. There were many murals painted with black and red paint on the stone dome. The blood-red flames they had seen before were embedded in the center of the dome. on the strokes.

The location where they were standing was a square pit, with some broken human bones even mixed in there.

In the corner of the wall, Ivita saw a small group of mummy-like wizards wearing black clothes. His whole body was restrained by the old witch's ancient snake plant, but he couldn't actually move.

Because his shoulders and head were penetrated by chains derived from the dome wall, and were locked here forever.

The old witch looked up at the dome and couldn't help but read some of the words on the dome. This is the ancient Ambrose language. This is - the Fire Sacrifice Site?

ah?

Your Majesty, we seem to have unearthed the ancient ruins of Viscount Ambrose.

That bloody flame is part of the Chitose Fire. It seems to be a small part of the flame that the human ancestors put here to prevent the Chitose Fire from being completely extinguished.

There should be many such relics hidden in Ambrose. If the main body of the Chitose Fire is not extinguished, these flames will be useless. If the main body is extinguished, these flames may become new Chitose Fire at any time.

These murals tell a story about the origins of the Chitose Fire.

There should be a very powerful protective spell at this door. It must have been destroyed by that idiot wizard.

The wizard in the corner was crying pitifully. I just wanted to get this flame. Who knew that I would be affected by the seal that sealed the flame? That seal sealed me here by the way.

Until two months ago, a voice suddenly came to my ears. 'Wake up, the Chitose Fire is about to go out, and the Grand Viscount is dead.'

Then I woke up, but I was still sealed. Only then did I think of using blood magic to help me escape.

The reason I was able to wake up is probably because the seal has weakened, and I feel that the seal has been weakening and never stopped.

I think as long as the Chitose Fire is completely extinguished, the seal here should be completely lifted.

Ivita thought deeply. This should be a back-up set up by humans, but I don't know whose voice you heard belongs to.

But this thousand-year-old fire is completely different from what I saw in the memories of my ancestors.

This one is blood-colored. The Chitose Fire in that memory is just a normal flame color. It was later contaminated by the curse and turned into a dull color.

why is that?