The evil witch BOSS just wants to develop in a low profile

Chapter 11: The Red-Clad Archbishop Arrives!

Morning!

After breakfast, Zorn sat down on the sofa near the fireplace, casually picking up today's O'Gland Steam Daily.

The flames in the fireplace were burning fiercely.

Warming himself by the fire, digesting the delicious food, absorbing Astral Qi and Fel energy, and reading the daily Steam News, the world slowly unfolded before his eyes.

Living in a secluded corner, quietly watching the surging tides of the world.

These past few days had been especially pleasant!

The weather in late October was getting colder day by day.

The cold wind blowing from the northwest, carrying gray fog, swept through the entire city of O'Gland.

During this period, the entire city of O'Gland was constantly shrouded in mist.

Until the beginning of spring next year, this gray fog in O'Gland would not dissipate.

The day before yesterday, he brought back the Sun King's Golden Skeleton given by Lady Sun.

After unsealing it, Zorn was indeed very satisfied.

The portion of the Golden Skeleton given by Lady Sun was three times the size of the one Zorn had initially obtained.

When he first obtained the Sun King's Golden Skeleton.

Zorn invested it all into the Calamity Source.

The primary goal was to leverage as much Calamity Black Mist as possible and construct a "Spiritual Domain."

Currently.

Zorn had already constructed the "Golden Throne" "Spiritual Domain".

Naturally, he could extract a portion of the Golden Skeleton for digestion.

Allowing himself to gain powerful recovery abilities.

Although Zorn's [Nether Lich] sequence possessed powerful means such as "Life Drain."

There were always times when it was difficult to drain life force.

Having an extra path to recovery increased the margin for error, which was always a good thing!

Through the means of "Life Drain", "life force" could also be replenished into the Sun King's Golden Skeleton.

To some extent, the absorbed "Sun King's Golden Skeleton" would become a hidden health bar.

Two-thirds of that large portion of the Golden Skeleton was invested into the Golden Throne by Zorn.

Whether it was the efficiency of leveraging the Calamity Black Mist or the growth rate of the Spiritual Domain, both had improved.

Zorn planned to slowly absorb the remaining one-third into his leg bones.

Allowing himself to gain powerful physical recovery abilities.

After reading the Steam Daily.

Zorn closed his eyes slightly, his mind sinking slightly into the Spiritual Domain.

More than fifty blood clansmen were sleeping peacefully here, and Zorn could take and use them whenever he needed a Spiritual · Shadow Blood Clan sequence crystal core.

When gradually examining several subordinates.

Even Alvin, who always liked to be lazy, had become diligent this time. He was in a state of invisibility, digesting the Calamity Black Mist while performing assassination training on the armored men.

Obviously, Zorn's previous warning had worked.

Zorn had just withdrawn his mind not long ago.

Movement came from outside.

A red, wide carriage stopped outside the manor.

On the carriage, there were not only two civil servants from O'Gland City.

There was also a witch.

This witch was about twenty-seven or eight years old, wearing a well-fitting black civil service uniform from O'Gland City, black boots, and a head of naturally curly brown hair scattered behind her.

Her skin was obviously not as delicate and fair as that of women in O'Gland City.

It was slightly red with a little roughness, obviously from a witch from the high mountains.

Moreover, Zorn also noticed that she was wearing "witch bracers" inlaid with various gems on her wrists.

"A combat-type witch, and a very powerful combat-type witch, at the peak of level 4."

During this time, Zorn was either cultivating at home or going to Rift Mist Town to run dungeons.

Zorn had also heard about the situation of witches being recruited into the O'Gland City Hall one after another.

After all, the list of those combat-proficient witches was discussed by him and Bishop Theresa before being handed over to the O'Gland City Hall.

Zorn got up and prepared to change into a formal dress for going out.

The people from the City Hall were here, obviously to discuss how to deal with the [Tarasque Steam Train].

In the epic scroll of O'Gland City.

The [Tarasque Steam Train] was a more dangerous event than the [Rat Plague].

It would even become the trigger for war.

Soon, Zorn got into the carriage sent by the City Hall to pick him up.

Inside the slightly swaying carriage.

The witch sitting opposite Zorn, whose skin was not very good but whose facial features were very coordinated, had been staring at Zorn for five or six minutes.

Even an existence with a thick skin like Zorn's was a little unbearable to be stared at like this.

"Are you very curious about me?"

Zorn then found a topic to break the rather dull atmosphere in the carriage.

"Many of us witches are curious about Your Excellency Zorn."

"After all… Bishop Theresa and other tribal priests all say that you are the steam guide for us witches."

"And they also say that you will change the current situation of us witches!"

Raising his eyebrows, Zorn said.

"Then do you think I am?"

The witch paused, then shook her head.

"I… I don't know."

"However… I have been to your steam potion factory. I can feel that the witches working there are very relaxed and enjoy living in O'Gland City."

"At least I can see that you are not bad to us witches, and not like those church people who can't wait to kill us!"

"Your Excellency Zorn, at least you have really brought changes to us witches."

"I believe that in the near future, your name will echo throughout the high mountains with the wind and waves between the snow peaks, and the witches will remember your name."

The witch's words made Zorn thoughtful.

The salary he paid to the witches was not low, enough for them to live a good life.

Of course, the value these witches created for him was also very high.

In a simple chat, Zorn quickly learned the other party's name, "Astaroth."

A witch from the "Moon Shadow Rift" tribe with certain qualifications and combat experience.

She could summon and weave servants from moonlight and moon shadows, and had the strange ability to sleep in moonlight and walk in moon shadows.

She was a witch with extremely strong combat capabilities.

……

O'Gland City Hall Building.

Conference hall on the 24th floor.

When Zorn and the witch Astaroth arrived, there were already more than a dozen people gathered here.

Some were nobles of O'Gland City with status.

Or extraordinary people with not weak strength.

And these people were all from Mrs. Mabel's faction.

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And Mrs. Mabel, the leader of this meeting, was sitting on the high-backed chair at the end of the conference table, looking down at the various materials in her hand.

When his eyes swept over Mrs. Mabel, Zorn's mind moved slightly.

"Mrs. Mabel is about to be promoted to level 6."

"It seems that the resources from the underground ruins have begun to play a role."

After sitting down in the corner.

Zorn roughly calculated the time that the Magical Castle had spent in the seventh layer world.

"With another week of absorption time, it should be almost enough to stabilize the roots of the Law Ring Tree."

"For safety's sake, stay a few more days, and it won't be too late to bring it out after the roots of the Law Ring Tree layer are completely stabilized in the Magical Castle."

While Zorn was thinking, the meeting participants arrived one after another.

After everyone arrived, Mrs. Mabel raised her head and looked around, and said in a deep voice.

"Everyone!"

"You should have all received news about the contaminated steam train [Tarasque Steam Train] these days, right!"

She paused and continued.

"According to the detailed information we know."

"The threat from Saint Sman, the contaminated steam train, is heading towards O'Gland."

"O'Gland City is very, very dependent on steam train tracks and external commercial trade."

"Once the steam train station is contaminated by the [Tarasque Steam Train], the entire steam train system of O'Gland City will be paralyzed."

"And many factories with highly developed steam industries will also be contaminated to varying degrees."

"This is a disaster that O'Gland City absolutely cannot bear."

"The purpose of summoning everyone here this time is to brainstorm and find an effective solution to the pollution problem of the [Tarasque Steam Train]."

After Mrs. Mabel finished her statement, a nobleman in a white dress, top hat, and holding a cane in his hand, stood up and said.

"As far as I know, although Saint Sman also has a plan to destroy the steam train tracks, the distance they destroyed is not very long, and the original roadbed tracks still exist."

"Therefore, the contaminated [Tarasque Steam Train] can still follow the original trajectory."

"If we drastically destroy the steam train tracks and bury the original tracks, I wonder if it is feasible?"

Mrs. Mabel shook her head and said.

"This proposal has already been raised in the high-level meeting before, but it was not adopted."

"First, there is not enough time."

"Secondly, even if we do this, the [Tarasque Steam Train] may still come to O'Gland City following the original trajectory."

At this time, a female nobleman stood up and questioned.

"Master Mabel, this time the problem lies with the church."

"The Holy Sun Church should have taken action to stop and eliminate the terrible pollution that is about to come."

"But they don't seem to have any reaction. I would like to know what the church's attitude is now."

When asked about this aspect, Mrs. Mabel's face was not very good.

"The church's response is that they believe that the [Tarasque Steam Train] is not very threatening, and they need to observe it for a while longer."

This evasive statement made strange and stunned expressions appear on everyone's faces in the conference hall.

After a while, some enlightened people couldn't help but feel a little angry.

Wasn't the point of allowing the Holy Sun to establish a church in O'Tanston and spread the faith of the gods to hope that they would solve the problem when extraordinary disasters and pollution came?

Now that the danger has already arrived.

They pretend not to see it.

Then what is the use of the Holy Sun Church?

Absorbing the faith and wealth here in O'Gland City, but not taking responsibility, or even allowing the disaster to break out.

This is definitely something that only evil god organizations would do.

"So… at present, we can only use our own strength to solve the trouble of this upcoming [Tarasque Steam Train]."

Mrs. Mabel suppressed the anger in her heart and looked around the audience.

And her eyes paused slightly on Zorn's body, seemingly unintentionally.

"You… whoever has any ideas, say them, no matter what they are."

For a time, everyone discussed privately with each other.

"Is it okay to send extraordinary people to find the [Tarasque Steam Train] and destroy it?"

"It is difficult to find the specific location. The [Tarasque Steam Train] is like an invisible existence. It can only be seen when it stops at a station. Once it starts, it will disappear without a trace."

"The [Tarasque Steam Train] is contaminated with the power of a high-ranking person and has invisible characteristics."

"At the same time, the destructive power of Archbishop Chuckman Blazer, who has a level of 10, is unparalleled."

When mentioning that level as high as 10.

The entire conference room was stagnant for a moment.

A contaminated, uncontrollable level 10 extraordinary person is indeed an unbearable disaster for O'Gland City.

"Although the current situation we know is that he probably cannot leave the contaminated steam train, but if we go up or attack the [Tarasque Steam Train], we will definitely be counterattacked by him."

"A level 10 Red-Clad Archbishop is not something we can face head-on."

In the discussion, it was always difficult to come up with an effective solution.

At this time, Zorn in the corner of the crowd slowly stood up.

"Everyone, perhaps… I have a good solution!"