Becoming a God by Raising a Witch

Looking at the scars all over her body, Locke asked Irene,

"Is there any way to help her heal?"

Erin shook her head, "Undead healing is different from normal healing. I'm afraid I need to ask Fini Sares."

Locke called back Fini Sares who was dating in the vegetable field.

"Can you cure Bronya?"

Fini Sares lifted the hem of her skirt and bent slightly, "It's an honor to serve you."

Well, it seems that Fini Sares is in a very good mood when she is in love, and she has actually learned to be polite and not give any vicious advice.

Fini Sares used Undead Healing to heal Bronya's wounds.

Although the whole process is a bit disgusting.

First, the whole body was wrapped with black aura of death, and then the corpse insects in the aura of death crawled out and kept biting the wounds on Bronya's body until the carrion and wounds were cleaned.

"how do you feel?"

Locke asked.

Fini Sares, "I'm fine. Love makes me feel like I'm living in spring, and even my breath has a sweet fragrance."

"I'm not asking you."

Locke rolled his eyes and looked at Bronya Peters.

"Great Master, I feel great."

Bronya Peters said.

"Then go ahead. If you see a skeleton monster named Nana, you must be polite to her and ask her to greet Rosaria Jimenez for me."

Bronya Peters froze slightly when she heard Rosalía Jimenez's name.

"It turns out that the master and Lady Rosalia Jimenez are friends. Wait, is the ancient witch Lady Rosalia Jimenez still alive?"

"Yes, she is between life and death, I would call it Schrödinger's state."

Locke said.

Although she couldn't understand the last half of his words, Bronya Peters still felt extremely shocked.

"No wonder, no wonder Mr. Igor West can't reproduce the abilities of the Undead Witch no matter what. That's because Ms. Rosalia Jimenez is not dead at all."

Bronya Peters' words aroused Locke's curiosity.

But she didn't have time to explain, because staying here for a long time would leave her breath behind, and she needed to leave.

Locke could only wait until the next opportunity to ask again. Bronya Peters left the Reindeer Manor.

Erin looked at the 20 witch hearts and hesitated.

"what's on your mind?"

"If only one or two artificial witches die occasionally, Katerina may not suspect it, but if 20 are lost at once, she will definitely guess that I am still alive."

"Xiao Ai, I think you are worrying too much."

Locke said frankly, "Actually, she always thought you were still alive. Not long ago, she thought I was you, thought I was her doppelgänger, and almost killed me."

"Think you are me?"

Erin looked at Locke in surprise.

"Yes, she thinks there is only one reason why Rhaenys was sentenced to her, and that is because I am her clone. She is very confident, and only she has the ability to attract witches."

Locke shrugged, reading the Queen's thoughts.

Erin opened her mouth slightly, not knowing what to say.

"So, you don't need to worry, she must know that you are still alive."

Locke said.

"Okay, I'm worrying too much."

Erin picked up the Witch's Heart and put it into Cherry's little mouth.

"Will eating 20 of them at one go cause indigestion?"

Locke asked slightly worriedly.

Erin shook her head, "I can still eat it."

"Forgive me for the offense, Master. I think the way you look at Miss Irene is a little ambiguous, like a male peacock who is desperate for a response. Are you still single now?"

Fini Sares said in a rather showy manner.

Locke narrowed his eyes, "A good witch, why does she have a mouth?"

"Great Master, I don't mind convincing Antonia to let us accompany you to lift the spell of being single, so that you don't need to look at Miss Irene and drool."

"I'm not drooling."

"Do you want to taste the Witch's Heart Crystal?"

"No, I'm not interested in that."

"Then you covet Miss Irene's beauty."

"Okay, that's it. I just covet Miss Irene's beauty."

Locke decided not to argue with the poisonous witch.

Erin held a basket of witch hearts, turned around, and continued eating silently.

It felt like she was afraid that Locke would steal her delicious food.

"It seems that you were ruthlessly rejected by Miss Irene."

Phini Sares said.

"Phini, if you say one more word, I will let you experience the joy of childbirth."

"Oh? Really? Thank you so much. This is exactly what I want. I like life. Antonia and I both long for a child that belongs to us, but we both know that this is impossible. If greatness We would be grateful if the owner could help us.”

Fini Sares said with a smile.

"Forget it, pretend I didn't say anything."

Locke covered his forehead with one hand.

"Master, do you have any other needs?"

Feeney Sares asked.

"No."

Locke answered bluntly.

"Then Fini will leave first. Antonia is still waiting for me in the bed... in the vegetable garden."

Fini Sares said with a smile.

"roll."

Single dog Locke received 10,000 critical hits.

Fini Sarres left proudly.

"Sorry, Locke, I can't give you my body because I'm just a cat."

Irene ate 20 hearts and burped with satisfaction.

Locke rolled his eyes, "Why can't I see that you are a cat?"

"Well, because this body is a gift from time, not the real me, this is one of them, of course, Lady Rosalia Jimenez's misunderstanding of you is another reason."

"Just that?"

"Okay, there is a third reason."

Irene confessed, "My soul is not complete. Although I can control lust, I don't have it myself, unless my soul is complete, but this is almost impossible."

"Why?"

"Because most of my soul is in Katerina's body, just like you and your clone. In fact, every time you separate your clone, a part of your soul will be extracted and enter their bodies, even if you don't feel it."

Irene explained.

"So that's how it is. If my clone dies too many times, will my soul become incomplete?"

"No, the soul will return to the original body after the clone dies."

Irene said.

"That means after you die, your soul will also return to Katerina's body."

"Yes."

"If Katerina dies, will her soul return to your body?"

"This has never happened before, but it's worth a try, provided that I'm stronger than her."

Irene lowered her head and looked at her hands.

Countless tiny red threads appeared on her fair hands, and these red threads seemed like spider webs, gradually spreading from her hands to her whole body.

"What's wrong with you?"

Locke asked nervously.

"I think it's because I ate too much. It's okay. It's just that my body collapsed."

Irene said indifferently.

"Body collapsed?"

Locke remembered that Irene said that the power and limit that each witch can bear are different. "If you can't bear it, why do you eat it all at once?"

"Who said I can't bear it? It's just that I have to experience a collapse. I can heal myself."

Irene said confidently.

The next second, her body began to transform into a monster.

The red grid on her skin seemed to come alive, splitting her body into countless small pieces of flesh, suspended in the air.

Each piece of flesh seemed to have its own thoughts and was engaged in a fierce battle.

"I am Katerina's clone, an artificial witch with one-tenth of Katerina's soul. I am Irene Mostia. I like food and I admire my shit shoveler Locke Bemon."

"I am the witch of desire, Shelia Dutra. I belong to the Black Rose Organization and serve Queen Katerina. Enjoying pleasure gives me strength."

"I am the witch of the forest, Bray Ivanov. I hate Katerina. She used me and abandoned me. I will never forgive her."

"I am the witch of pain, Aishamu Ordesia. I like pain and I feed on despair..."

"I am the witch Audrina Hall..."

"I am the witch Margotha ​​Stewart..."

The small pieces have different consciousnesses, coming from the hearts of those witches.

Locke felt like Irene's body was completely decomposed and turned into a collection of witches.

He was a little worried, "Xiao Ai, are you okay?"

"I'm fine."

All the pieces of meat turned back at the same time and looked at Locke.

Each piece of meat grew an eye, staring straight at Locke.

Then the pieces of meat gathered around at the same time.

"Locke, you should cook for me."

"Locke, you look delicious, do you want to enjoy the pleasure?"

"Locke, do you want to become a tree? It feels good."

"Locke, experience pain? Only pain is the true meaning of life..."

Countless questions made Locke's scalp numb. He tried to imagine them as a complete Irene and asked,