Mist Empire’s Rise: Fake Noble to Fog Queen

"But you've given her so much divine authority. Haven't you repaid your debt to her?" Stacy tilted her head in confusion, her wet blue hair clinging to her pale skin.

Otilette, the God of the Dead, sighed. "Stacy, you must understand - those authorities weren't given by me. She collected them herself. I merely shared a portion of my power with her."

"If she manages to crystallize her divine core, she would possess these powers sooner or later anyway."

Since she would obtain these powers eventually, why not extend an olive branch now to improve their relationship? This way, He could avoid potential friction when she becomes a lesser god in the future.

Most importantly, He granted her these powers to protect that child.

That child was the true descendant of the bloodline that Peggy Isis had desperately tried to preserve - the real heir of the Life God.

Luo Wei was merely one of many decoys they had placed across the Western Continent.

Back then, Peggy Isis had foreseen the church's conspiracy. While pregnant, she gathered nine children with black hair and black eyes, disguised them as descendants of the Life God, and secretly sent them to different parts of the Western Continent.

Fifteen years had passed. Of the nine children, eight were found and killed by the hounds of those beings above. Only Luo Wei - the weakest child - had somehow survived until now.

Half a year ago, when Otilette heard Luo Wei's prayers, He experienced what humans called complex emotions for the first time.

It was like watching an ant that was destined to be crushed somehow crawl out from under one's shoe - not only surviving but loudly proclaiming that it was thriving.

Otilette still remembered His feelings then: amazement and disbelief.

He looked down at that ant in the dust, curious about how it could produce human speech.

Before He could discover the reason for the ant's ability to speak, it transformed into an elephant, its massive form so large that even He had to look up at it.

Luo Wei, a human without even a surname - why did she possess such a powerful soul?

Perhaps He should ask Peggy Isis where exactly she had found this child. Could she be a descendant of some fallen god?

While the sun set golden on the edge of the Wasteland Desert, the sky over the Northern Sea of the Western Continent was shrouded in dark clouds.

Luo Wei had carved the teleportation array at dusk. By the time she arrived at Demon Island, the sun had already set.

Night fell quickly in the Northern Sea. During her brief confrontation with Zachary on the black gravel beach, darkness had already begun creeping up her back.

She couldn't wait any longer - missing curfew at the academy would result in another demerit.

"Mr. Bunian," Luo Wei spoke up, "it's rather unseemly for you to keep burning like this. Why don't we call a truce? You can extinguish your flames, put on some clothes, and we can sit down to talk?"

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Though the flames wouldn't burn Zachary himself, they had completely incinerated his clothes.

Having such a burly northern man standing naked in flames was quite a visual shock for Luo Wei.

"Talk?" Zachary sneered. "Unless you let me leave right now, we have nothing to discuss."

"It's pointless if you insist on thinking that way," Luo Wei said persuasively. "Mr. Bunian, we can keep standing here - after all, the undead don't need to eat or sleep. But how long can you hold out?"

"We may not be able to do anything about your flames, but I don't believe you can maintain this burning state forever. You'll eventually run out of energy, won't you?"

"Hmph," Zachary scoffed, "Whatever you say, I won't listen to you. If you've got the ability, come and finish me off. If not, keep your head down!"

"You really won't believe it until you see your own coffin..."

Luo Wei sighed softly. The firelight cast her face in a reddish glow, the orange flames dancing in her black pupils before being swallowed by the deep darkness of her eyes.

A strange energy surged from deep within her body - the power of darkness.

Zachary instinctively sensed the threat. People who lived by the sword developed this kind of sharp intuition, able to sense others' killing intent.

At first, he thought this killing intent came from the necromancer, but when he looked over, the necromancer was distracted and not even paying attention to him.

Besides him, who else here could emit such overwhelming pressure?

Zachary looked around but couldn't find the source of the pressure, until Luo Wei took light steps toward him.

His brain sounded the alarm, his heartbeat instantly accelerating. Zachary looked at Luo Wei in disbelief, the flames on his body shrieking as if trying to escape, forcing him to take a step back.

"How- how can you...!"

How could she possess such terrifying aura, like darkness that extinguishes all light!

"I apologize, Mr. Bunian," Luo Wei spread her arms, and a pair of pure black wings suddenly sprouted from her back. She lowered her hands and fixed her gaze on Zachary, her eyes gleaming, "I forgot to tell you, I too am blessed by a god."

"You?" Zachary's gaze quickly fell on her forehead, seeing only smooth skin. "No, you're not. You don't have a divine mark."

"How could I let others see it so easily?" Luo Wei's voice was as gentle as a spring breeze. "After all, I am the chosen one of the God of the Dead~"

Zachary's eyes widened - the God of the Dead, the notorious Dark God!

"Mr. Bunian, the Fire God granted you the ability to burn like flames. Can you guess what power the God of the Dead bestowed upon me?"

Zachary remained vigilant, gritting his teeth in silence.

Luo Wei smiled slightly and gave him the answer: "The power to extinguish flames."

"Like this," she snapped her fingers, "your fire will go out."

With the snap, there was a "puff" sound, and the flames on Zachary's body were extinguished. The night that had been waiting patiently instantly swallowed him, and darkness fell all around.

The reversal came too quickly. Before Zachary could even resist, he was knocked down by clusters of blue ghost fire. The necromancers lying in wait around him bound him up like a dumpling.

Just as Zachary was about to curse loudly, a black silencing spell immediately struck his body.

Patrick elegantly lifted the struggling bundle with his wand and presented it to Luo Wei.

[Master, please enjoy.]

"...Thank you, but I don't like human flesh." Luo Wei politely declined his offer.

Patrick was stunned for a moment before realizing that his master had misunderstood his intention.

He had meant for her to consume this person's soul.

To avoid awkwardness, Patrick didn't explain.

[Master, how would you like to deal with this human?]

Luo Wei met Zachary's furious glare and thought of a perfect idea.

"The island is missing a prison. Patrick, build one as soon as possible," she said with a smile. "Once it's built, throw Mr. Bunian in there for labor reform."

"When he confesses his crimes and shows genuine remorse, then we can release him."

"Oh, and if he's unwilling to confess, you can't use torture to force a confession," Luo Wei said seriously. "We uphold humanitarian principles and must show care even for criminals."

"Find some island residents to take turns having heart-to-heart talks with Mr. Bunian. Ask him what he did wrong and if he regrets it now. Remember, we must get him to open up voluntarily."

[Yes, Master!]

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