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

Chapter 24

In the dim and silent secret chamber, candlelight flickered.

Although Zorn had completed the inheritance of the [Necromancer], the ritual was not yet over.

The [Necromancer] was the main course of this inheritance ritual, the core.

However, the delicious side dish, the guardian of the Necromancer, had not yet been chosen by Zorn.

And now, it was time to choose his own guardian.

Using the ancient Teiyus language, he chanted the ancient secret words.

Zorn's spiritual consciousness fell towards a hazy and hidden abyss of black mist.

When touching the viscous black mist, dense, needle-like pain spread throughout Zorn's soul.

"It will be painful at the beginning, but this is also a kind of tempering of the evil wizard's soul, constantly strengthening the soul's spiritual intensity in the tempering."

"Moreover... I possess the Fighter sequence, especially good at growing while being beaten."

"The combination of the two sequences may produce different effects."

As the evil wizard's spirit descended and sank, it reached the depths of the black mist.

The surroundings became completely silent.

Vaguely, Zorn could feel that in the depths of the darkness, there seemed to be secret and profound gazes scrutinizing him.

When Zorn looked over, all he saw was a gloomy darkness, and even if he reached that area, he would be met with nothing.

Zorn knew that in the depths of this black mist, he could not see others, and others could not see him.

Only he was here, but he was not alone here.

He focused his gaze on that [Source of Calamity].

There were more than a dozen fragments of the evil god [Ergenus]'s remains, large and small, with varying degrees of spirituality, quietly floating in the depths of this black mist.

As a former [Player], Zorn knew the situation here very well.

The world-class BOSS [Necromancer] sequence that Zorn had obtained was the largest and most complete fragment of [Ergenus].

And the dozen or so [Ergenus] fragments displayed here were only a part of them.

Some remains were sealed, some were buried.

Some remains were obtained by esoteric sects, secret cults, and the Church.

They were being made into powerful special sequences and were growing silently.

And those here were continuing to wait, waiting for the right time, waiting for the right container.

Whether it was Zorn or the "evil spirits" who had obtained the evil god's fragments, they all knew the [True Name] of this evil god when they obtained the fragments of the evil god "Ergenus".

At the same time, they had already become a part of the great evil god.

And as a part of the evil god, what "evil spirits" like Zorn had to do was to collect the other parts and eventually... achieve the terrifying evil god.

This was fate, and also destiny.

Of course... Zorn could also choose to do nothing, just quietly be a noble, eat, drink, and have fun for most of his life.

But... that day would always come.

An evil spirit much stronger than Zorn.

Either in the dusk of a certain evening, or in the window of a certain dinner, or in Zorn's dream.

He would appear and strangle Zorn's neck.

Zorn could only watch in despair as the corners of the other party's mouth curled up in a smile, suffocating to death.

And the other party would be very happy to taste Zorn, such a delicious cake that occupied a huge advantage but was willing to give up.

If the other party was kind, perhaps he would spare Zorn's relatives, friends, and children.

But... would a person who collected a large number of evil god remains be kind?

Obviously not!

Everything that the former BOSS, Necromancer "Zorn Crick," did to ascend to the Evil Wizard's Temple would be copied on Zorn by another rising BOSS.

If Zorn didn't want to become a part of others, then... he had to kill all the guys and forces who had obtained the fragments of the evil god [Ergenus].

Devour all the other [evil spirits].

The process may be very difficult, but Zorn was already prepared for it.

He was willing to pay even the price of his life for this thorny evil god journey!

He was already prepared.

Scanning through the dozen or so remains in the [Source of Calamity] area, Zorn came to the location where his previous remains were.

He pushed aside the dark black mist.

Four vaguely visible illusory outlines gradually emerged and became clearer.

These were the four guardians of the Necromancer.

However, the current Zorn could only activate one guardian.

Only as his strength grew and improved could he activate the other guardians.

Shadow Assassin, Calm!

Merciful Witch, Mercy!

Calamity Knight, Courage!

Lantern Bearer, Wisdom!

In the original trajectory, Zorn Crick mainly chose the "Calamity Knight".

On many occasions on the verge of death, the Calamity Knight helped "Zorn Crick" block attacks and let him escape danger.

If Zorn was a pure [Necromancer], Zorn would most likely choose the "Shadow Assassin", which could help Zorn do a lot of "dirty work", and more importantly, protect Zorn's safety.

But with [Star Mark · Fighter], the demand for Shadow Assassin was greatly reduced.

"Lantern Bearer".

Zorn's gaze fell on the Lantern Bearer, the most suitable among the four guardians to serve as a "partner", "military advisor", and "think tank".

Zorn gently tapped the outline of the Lantern Bearer.

A hunched old man with white hair, carrying an old lantern, gradually emerged.

The Lantern Bearer's pupils were deep, calm, and heavy, as if they could penetrate the mist and witness the truth.

"My master, I hope to reach a place I need to go to, to become more deeply familiar with this world."

"The outside world is roaring and noisy."

"Many eyes are on our place of origin."

"Even, some of us have been imprisoned, enslaved, and controlled by them."

"I need to explore and understand this world in your area."

"When the time is right, I will appear where I should appear."

Zorn nodded slightly.

The benefit of choosing the Lantern Bearer was that this wise old man could always move forward in his own way.

After the former Four Knights were all activated by "Zorn Crick", the other three guardians fell in the final Fall Poem.

Only the Lantern Bearer survived.

In the later chapters, the Lantern Bearer, as a key node BOSS, gave "Zorn Crick" no less revenge.

Even many experienced [players] fell into the hands of the Lantern Bearer and were refined into lamp oil.

It was a pity that this old man, who used the weak light of the lantern to break through the mist and once illuminated the way forward for "Zorn Crick", eventually died in the hands of the second world-class BOSS.

Carefully looking at the Lantern Bearer, Zorn slowly withdrew his gaze.

Once, he also fell into the hands of the Lantern Bearer and became a part of the lamp oil.

He knew the Lantern Bearer's methods very well.

"You have no problem acting independently, but I need you to use your lantern to anchor that remnant."

Zorn pointed to an inconspicuous piece among the many remnants.

The Lantern Bearer looked at the remnant and then at his master.

He did not ask anything, but patted the lantern in his hand.

A flame the size of a candle jumped out of the lantern and disappeared into the wriggling blood-red remnant with blood.

"Can you feel its existence?"

Zorn asked.

"I can!"

The Lantern Bearer nodded slightly.

"Very good."

Zorn said softly.

"When the time is right, your candlelight will illuminate his path to death."

The Lantern Bearer paused, then he narrowed his eyes and looked deeply at his master.

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"Master, your gaze is sharper than the light of the lamp."

After saluting Zorn, the Lantern Bearer turned into a ray of bright light, like a shooting star, and passed through the black mist, falling towards the blood-colored silent earth.

After doing all this, Zorn's gaze fell on this secret and deep abyss of black mist.

He took a deep breath and suppressed the restlessness in his heart.

This "Source of Calamity" hid a huge secret.

But in the current era, this huge secret would not be known to anyone.

And he perfectly controlled this secret.

He hesitated in the depths of the black mist for a moment, then shook his head.

"Now... is not the time yet."

"Once I make a move, then the other evil spirits will be aware of it."

"The current me is only level one and cannot pose any threat to them."

"At least when I advance to the middle level, with level seven or even level eight, and have the ability to create [Miracle Creations], it will be time for me to use the resources here."

"And before that, I need to help Blood Shadow Rose open the passage to that secret place."

"For the next period of time, improving my level is the main theme."

Then Zorn's gaze once again fell on the remnant flesh that was marked by the Lantern Bearer, and at the same time stood still.

The entire Source of Calamity once again fell into the silence of death, only those flesh and blood remnants that would bring death, pain, disaster, and loss of control to the world were wriggling.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Until the blood moon climbed to the very center of the sky.

Like a cold blood-colored pupil, overlooking the earth.

At this time, this Source of Calamity, shrouded in death, disaster, and black mist, one by one hazy, illusory shadows emerged.

These... were all evil spirits.

They were all part of the great evil god.

They were also Zorn's BOSS peers.

Although they were not as powerful as Zorn, they were not easy to deal with, especially some guys who were cultivated by those esoteric sects and secret organizations, whose levels were higher than Zorn and whose strengths were more powerful.

The arrival of the blood moon made them come here by appointment.

They could only vaguely sense each other, and could not truly see each other, let alone know each other's identities.

But they knew.

Evil spirits do not need friends.

Evil spirits only need food.

They fed on each other.

As the outlines of many figures became more and more solid, the part of the flesh and blood remnant that was previously marked by the Lantern Bearer suddenly rose into the air.

Then, in the hazy blood-colored moonlight, it fell into the depths of the twilight earth.

Examining the remnant that had left the "Source of Calamity", Zorn narrowed his eyes slightly.

Others did not know who this remnant would fall into the hands of.

But he knew very well.

Duke Mackfire, that terrible guy with extremely high power and status, and even the support of the Church's power.

Taking advantage of the blood moon, he once again stole a fragment of the evil god's flesh and blood.

As a fellow BOSS, Necromancer Zorn Crick was hunted down by the Church, which was promoted by this Duke Mackfire.

When Zorn Crick was dismembered, a part of him was swallowed by Duke Mackfire.

Even the later internal strife of the Church was inseparable from this Duke Mackfire.

There was no doubt that this Duke Mackfire was one of the trendsetters in the era.

And this time, Zorn marked him in advance!

When the cataclysmic riot in O'Glan City occurs, he will become the target of many evil spirits.

And in the original trajectory, that was the position of "Zorn Crick".

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On the towering mountain peak, the recorder on the tower also observed a part of the birth of the distorted disaster through a special instrument, peeking at the [Origin Magic Pool].

He quickly recorded all of this on parchment.

And before this, he and his companions had recorded many similar anomalies.

On another gray tower, a young wizard wearing a gray wizard's robe frowned.

Today's blood moon, many forces cannot suppress the restlessness.

The ripples in the [Origin Magic Pool] have not stopped at all.

In the past, it was difficult to produce one or two ripples a year.

"Woo woo..."

The wind blowing down from the snow-capped mountains, mixed with low murmurs, seemed to be telling the past!

"The era of great turmoil... is coming."

The young gray-robed wizard raised his head and looked at the snow-capped mountain peak that was so longing.

"I'm afraid it will be difficult to climb this year."

A team of knights quickly climbed up the stairs and reported breathlessly.

"Lord Francis, some... some sheep have run away."

"Run away?"

The young gray-robed wizard named Francis was stunned.

"How many ran away?"

The knight hesitated for a moment before stammering.

"Many!"

"Many?"

Francis, with a handsome face and neat short hair, couldn't help but rub his eyebrows.

Those sheep that were locked with rings, one by one, were all vicious people.

Among them, there were many powerful transcendents.

Originally, they wanted to use them as materials to produce wool, and at the same time use them as [Elemental Factors] to suppress the terrible superiors in the prison.

The arrival of the blood moon brought changes, even disasters!

"Blood Moon!"

Francis raised his head, the blood moon perfectly reflected in his pupils.

"This is truly a terrible night!"