The witch thought I am a Demon God

Four official knights were killed silently behind a wooden door.

The servants of the Wild Boar Knights Group downstairs probably suffered the same fate.

In any case, the supposed fight downstairs had ceased.

The Old Witch's eyes lit up at the sight, Dragon Flame was indeed a rare treasure.

This substance could be used to make potions, forge weapons, create magic wands, and research new magic. It was incredibly useful but nearly impossible to acquire.

She immediately used her Magic Hand to remove a small glass cup and tweezers from the carriage, gently scraping some Dragon Flame from the three bodies.

The moment the tweezers made contact with the tiny Dragon Flame, the area changed to a burnt-black color.

A little Dragon Flame fell into the glass bottle.

The glass bottle started making 'crack' and 'crack' noises. The initially empty bottle's surface sported half-moon-shaped spell patterns and displayed signs of breaking.

Three seconds later, the cracks in spell patterns healed automatically, and then these magic patterns disappeared.

The surface of the glass bottle returned to transparency.

The Old Witch quickly used her Magic Hand to attach a cap to it.

"Whew, it has barely been sealed." The Old Witch sighed. "Legend has it that Dragon Flame holds a power to break spells, which is terrifying. I never thought it would be real."

"These items imbued with Black Magic couldn't even accommodate the Dragon Flame."

"It looks like one bottle can only contain a small piece of Dragon Flame."

"Ah, the tweezers can no longer be used either."

The tweezers, originally used to scrape Dragon Flame from the corpses, were now charred and melted at the ends.

"It seems that I can only slowly scrape these Dragon Flames from the corpses."

Just as the Old Witch was about to continue, she suddenly felt a terrible energy coming from behind.

She looked back at the room on the fourth floor and saw Ivita leaning against the wall, clutching his chest, his body fluctuating between transforming into a dragon and reverting back to its original form.

"Your Highness? Your Highness, what happened?" The Old Witch never missed an opportunity to show her loyalty.

Ivita opened his eyes and glanced at the witch. "I don't know why, but a force has been surging from my heart, which is growing stronger and stronger…"

The Old Witch looked at Ivita's Tree of Life Spirit Energy on the wooden floor.

"Your Highness, your Tree of Life Spirit Energy has turned over."

"Very peculiar, it's the first time I've seen a turned-over Tree of Life Spirit Energy, I'm not sure what it denotes."

"But the current situation should be unrelated to it being turned over."

The Old Witch noted that two branches on Ivita's Tree of Life Spirit Energy had grown slightly longer, about the length of a pinky joint, "Grown a bit…"

"I understand."

The Old Witch's eyes lit up. "It is Your Highness, your power has become too strong, resulting in a loss of balance."

"Could you tell me the names of the gods inscribed on the fifth and fourth branches."

Ivita had no intentions of hiding anything since it concerned his physical well-being. "They are the Rain Dragon God and the Sun God."

"That makes sense." The Old Witch exhaled joyfully and admired the Demon God's tremendous powers.

Can any ordinary god meddle with the Rain Dragon God and the Sun God?

However, the Old Witch assumed that Ivita implied he had some connection with the Rain Dragon God and Sun God.

Many Evil Gods and Demon Gods would intrude on certain domains in order to usurp divine powers and thus manifest some pseudo-divine positions.

If one god were to completely absorb these two divine powers, it would be a horrifying situation.

Ivita wouldn't need to descend into the world using a mortal body to meddle in worldly affairs then.

The old witch said, "The body of the Alsace royal family has a dragon bloodline, specifically that of a fire dragon."

"It is said that the third-generation king of Alsace fell in love with a dragon, hence his descendants carry the Fire Dragon Bloodline."

"This bloodline is what disrupted your balance of power."

The Old Witch explained, "During the Magic Awakening Ritual, your Fire Dragon Bloodline was activated, causing the branches representing your Sun Power and Rain Dragon Power to become disproportionately strong, losing their balance with the other branches."

"Therefore, your original form is constantly transmitting the leaked Rain Dragon God's power and Sun God's power."

"Good thing it's not much, otherwise, your mortal body would definitely be permanently mutated as a magical creature."

"However, if this continues for long, you might revert back to the state you were in just now."

The Old Witch trembled at the thought of the dragon she had just seen.

Ivita glanced at the Old Witch.

Her theory was built upon the assumption that she was truly a Demon God.

But she wasn't.

Then who was the source of the constant influx of divine power?

The Feathered Serpent God and the Sun God Ra don't exist in this world, right?

Ivita realised that because she carved the names of six divine kings during the Magic Awakening Ritual, she seemed to have developed countless connections with them.

Ivita asked, "How can this be resolved? Do you have a solution?"

The Old Witch contemplated for a moment. "Yes. Actually, the solution is pretty simple. Since the problem lies in the mortal body's bloodline given by His Highness, which disrupted the original balance."

"All we need to do is remove the bloodline."

"Or alternatively, enhance other attributes of your mortal body to a similar extent."

"What are the main responsibilities of your other four divine titles?"

The Old Witch asked, testing the waters.

Ivita responded bluntly: "The divine responsibility of the first branch is the sky, the second branch is thunder and lightning, the third branch mainly involves war, the sixth branch is about destruction."

There was a moment of silence in the room.

It was Ivita, anxious about her condition, who broke the quiet. "What's wrong? Can't you help?"

The Old Witch pursed her lips and looked deeply at Ivita. "Your Highness, I have a solution."

Okay.

What the hell are these perversion deity jobs?

Don't normal god's responsibilities involve things like mountains, rivers, looms, and love?

Shouldn't the multiple divine responsibilities of a normal god be similar to those of the March Goddess, involving three different types of moons or rivers?

Each of your six divine responsibilities, if broken down individually, could make a strong god.

The Old Witch comforted herself. These divine responsibilities must be the fabrications of the Demon God, an attempt to invade and seize new territories. They probably were not complete divine responsibilities.

Otherwise, she could not explain why such a powerful spirit deity needed to resort to underhanded methods, arriving in the Magic Black Forest through a mortal body.

Couldn't it just come in directly, wouldn't that be more comfortable?

Plus, she was just a humble Great Witch, usually just causing mischief in various territories. She wouldn't have used magic to summon a destructive world force, would she?

The Old Witch rummaged through the treasure chest in the illusionary carriage and found four ornaments. "Your Highness, these are magical items. Wearing them will enhance your abilities in certain areas."

"This way, you can counterbalance the Fire Dragon lineage within your body."

"They are, respectively, the Malsgo Desire Ring."

"The Greya Thunder Eye Ring."

"Jordan's Triple Crown Bracelet."

"Weimar's Iron Sword Necklace."

The Old Witch had tears in her eyes. It was only just that she couldn't bear to give them up right away. After all, her loyalty was a facade, but the treasures truly belonged to her.

She pleaded pitifully, "Your Highness, you will return these to me, won't you?"

"Or is it on credit?"

"After all, I noticed that you even offered credit to the Black Wolf, not just taking their stuff."

Ivita laughed inwardly, so you knew it was credit, huh?

Those four treasures looked very expensive, and she certainly didn't want to owe money for nothing.

Ivita said, "I saw you take the Dragon Flame earlier."

"Two Dragon Flames in exchange for one treasure."

"How does that sound?"

Anyhow, the Dragon Flames were free.

"Alright..." The Old Witch calculated quickly. The count of Dragon Flames was already in the dozens. If so, she actually ended up owing Ivita quite a sum of money!

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