Becoming a God by Raising a Witch

She is a fanatic.

So, Locke thinks she is hopeless.

Very suitable as the nutrient for Irene's growth.

"Let's go, take me back to see Her Majesty the Queen. I think she must have a lot to ask me."

Locke said with a smile.

Bronya Peters decided to give Locke some hints to make him rebel, so that he could die in her hands.

"Locke Bemon, you are guilty."

Bronya Peters pronounced like a judge.

"Well, I am guilty."

Locke would not give her a chance to attack, let her say whatever she wants to say.

Bronya Peters frowned and continued,

"The charge is to bribe the director of the Abnormal Investigation Bureau with your body, corrupt Renis's determination and will, and threaten Her Majesty the Queen's safety. Do you admit it?"

"I admit that I am indeed guilty of a heinous crime. Please arrest me, Her Majesty, and put me in the dungeon."

Locke said sincerely, and stretched out his hands, with a look of voluntarily surrendering to the law.

Bronya Peters didn't expect Locke to not resist at all. If that was the case, she had no reason to draw her sword against him immediately, which violated her chivalry.

Bronya Peters stretched out her hand, and Locke took the initiative to touch her with his index finger.

The temperature like the sun made Bronya Peters feel a slight electric shock. Is this the feeling of being touched by someone you like?

She suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Her abdomen was a little painful. Did she eat something wrong in the morning?

No, why did it suddenly swell up below?

Bronya Peters' knight armor was unable to cover her bulging abdomen.

She looked at Locke with a complicated expression.

Her mother once told her that girls should never have close contact with men, and holding hands can lead to pregnancy.

When she grew up, she found that what her mother said was nonsense. How could she get pregnant by holding hands?

And now, she just touched Locke Belmont's fingers, and she was really fucking pregnant? !

"Locke Beamon, what did you do to me?"

"Lord Bronya, I didn't do anything. You didn't think you'd get pregnant if you held hands, did you?"

Locke looked innocent and didn't admit that he did it at all.

"Lord Bronya, I'll keep it a secret for you. I promise not to tell anyone."

Bronya Peters only felt that her body was getting heavier and heavier, and her speed and strength were weakening.

But she was a witch, how could she be overcome by the pain of childbirth? She was born to feed on pain.

She also knew that except for the man in front of her, she had never come into contact with any opposite sex.

So, the fucking child is Locke Beamon's!

"Locke Beamon, I'm going to kill you."

Bronya Peters's red hair spread out like a waterfall, floating up against the laws of physics, like a ball of scorching flames.

A dazzling fireball appeared in her hand and hit Locke.

The flame witch Bronya Peters is one of the six elemental witches. Like the forest witch, her power replicates the power of the ancient witches, but it is far from the demigod level.

But it is more than enough to deal with Locke.

The next second, Locke's body was wrapped in a ball of rattan.

A big tree rose from the ground and knocked the rattan ball out.

This answered Bronya Peters' question, why did Locke go to Jeff Forest?

Because Irene is here, waiting for him to attract the right witch.

The most important thing today is to fish for witches.

Instead of looking for those inferior witches with low abilities hiding under the major religious forces in the database, the witches around the queen are more attractive.

Besides, you started it first, so you can't blame me for self-defense and counterattack, right?

"Did you really take the witch's heart of the forest witch? But how can you use this power?"

Bronya Peters' eyes were full of doubts.

The pain made her forehead full of sweat and her body began to tremble.

She pulled out the knight's sword at her waist, and the silver-white sword immediately ignited a blazing flame, turning into a giant flaming sword.

The flaming sword slashed down and turned the tree into ashes.

"If you want to use the power of the Forest Witch to deal with me, then you are very wrong. The Forest Witch has never been the opponent of the Flame Witch."

Bronya Peters didn't care that Locke knew her true identity, because in her eyes, he was already dead.

However, the next second.

A beautiful figure appeared behind her.

She turned around vigilantly.

In front of her was a stunning girl.

Red lips, white teeth, fair skin, delicate features, and sapphire-like eyes flashing with cunning light.

She wore a black waist-length dress, her long silver hair fell like a waterfall, and her every move had a noble temperament that was out of tune with the people around her.

She looked only about sixteen years old, and had a 90% similarity to Katerina.

She was Irene Mostia.

"Erin Mostia, you are not dead? How is that possible?"

Bronya Peters' eyes were filled with disbelief.

On the ground, thick vines as thick as trees rose from the ground, forming a cage that covered the sky and blocked all roads to the outside world.

Erin said lightly,

"The Forest Witch can never defeat the flames. It depends on who the power belongs to."

Bronya Peters had no time to be surprised. A giant python made of vines and trees rushed out of the ground from where she was, biting the horse under her crotch in half, and the blood stained her knight armor red.

The next target of the python was Bronya Peters.

Bronya Peters slashed at the Forest Python with a flaming sword in time, and the Forest Python burned and turned into a fire snake tens of meters long.

However, she suddenly found that her body was a little difficult to move.

Her shadow was fixed, which was the power of the Shadow Witch.

"How is it possible? Renis betrayed us?"

Bronya Peters asked.

Locke, who was hiding in the dark, decided to do a remote control and leave the close combat to Irene.

It doesn't matter if she is mistaken for Renis, anyway, this power does come from Renis.

Bronya Peters was only frozen for one second, but in that second, Irene appeared in front of her, and a pink mist filled her.

Bronya Peters was stunned. She knew clearly that this was the ability from the Witch of Desire, Shelia, but this ability was the most difficult to resist.

Especially when she couldn't move, her abdomen was in unbearable pain, and she was about to give birth.

Bronya Peters' eyes became blurred, her body was in pain and powerless, and her will to fight was being replaced by desire.

She knew she couldn't fight anymore and had to go back.

She must go back and tell Her Majesty the Queen about this.

Bronya Peters wanted to escape, her body burned into a ball of fire. In the complete flame state, she was invincible, and she could even fight against a demigod.

The premise is that it is a demigod who can't restrain her elemental power.

A cloud suddenly appeared in the sky.

A sudden rainstorm hit the entire Kosork.

Katerina Palace and the surrounding 1 km area became the worst-hit area.

The heavy rain fell like a disaster, and the clear sky instantly turned into a black curtain. In this extreme weather, no flame could maintain its original form.

Bronya Peters' body returned to human form, looking at the slowly descending weather witch Antonia Madeline Magdalena.

She wore a torn black dress and a crown on her head. Her skin was pale without a trace of blood, but it was still full and elastic, like an undyed doll.

Bronya Peters was desperate, and she smelled the breath of death.

"It turns out that Her Majesty's worries have become a reality."

Bronya Peters gave a bitter smile.

She raised the flaming sword and decided to defend her last dignity by suicide.

At the same time, it was also to exert her last value.

She carried a strange object on her body, which could make her enter a truly invincible state a quarter of an hour after her death.

She wanted to use this state to defeat the weather witch Antonia Madeline Magdalena and Irene Mostia.

Even if she couldn't beat them, she would definitely have the strength to escape, so that she could pass the message to Her Majesty the Queen.

Irene certainly knew her intention, but she didn't stop her from committing suicide.

Because she had Locke by her side.

"My great Queen, I am willing to sacrifice my life for you, just wishing you to get what you want."

Bronya Peters looked at the Catalina Castle in the west and committed suicide for her faith and love.

Locke slowly walked out of the forest and sighed,

"This is difficult."

Bronya Peters looked at Locke with a smile on her lips.

'Locke Bemon, don't be too happy too soon, you will die in my hands after all. '

Locke heard her voice and watched her slowly fall into a pool of blood, like a determined warrior.

Until she completely lost her breath and her heart stopped beating, the strange things on her body began to work at this time.

Although there was a long gap on her neck, it did not affect Bronya Peters's standing up again.

Bronya Peters still had some residual consciousness. She wanted to deal with all the rebels in front of her, and then return to Her Majesty Queen Katerina to say her final goodbye.

However, when she opened her eyes and saw Locke again, her legs unconsciously knelt on the ground.

If Locke's attraction to her was only 30% when she was alive, then after her death, this attraction became 300%.

She had never seen such a dazzling existence, like the only warm sun in the cold world, like the only light speed in the darkness, like the only oasis in the desert.

It made her forget her loyalty to Katerina, her former identity, and her superficial love.

She just wanted to follow this man, whether he failed or succeeded, and go to the end of the world with him.

'Why is this happening? I obviously want to kill him, why? '

There was still a rebellious emotion in her mind, which was the obsession before death.

‘But I can’t do it. I can’t resist him. Resisting him is resisting my soul.’

Bronya Peters struggled and finally lost to death.

“Please allow the successor of the Fire Witch, Bronya Peters, to be loyal to you and follow you into failure and abyss.”

Locke heard the familiar words of loyalty again.

He raised his hand, "Get up, you are now my third knight, please get along well with Finny Sarres and Antonia Madeline Magdalena in the future."