The witch thought I am a Demon God

"These three magic potions required at least two hundred types of herbs to make, and even so, they're still just semi-finished products."

The old witch, with her decapitated head, said, "The synthesis of these semi-finished potions is a very complex procedure."

"It requires experience and skill, which must be honed over a considerable length of time. As it happens, I've spent thirty years learning to make Magic Awakening Potions."

"As a middle-aged person like me, there's always enough time to perfect oneself."

"What I need to do is synthesize these potions."

"But, Your Majesty, there's also something you need to do. Do you see the Tree of Life Spirit Energy that emerged on the wooden floor through the magic flame?"

Ivita looked down and indeed found the tree pattern.

The entire tree pattern is divided into three layers, each layer having different branch forks.

The bottom layer of branches reads 'health', but the leaves on these six branches are slightly curled and somewhat reddish.

It seems to suggest that his health has been compromised at the moment.

After all, he was still running a high fever.

The middle six branches represent wealth and good luck, unfortunately, all the leaves representing wealth on three of the branches have withered, not one remains.

Indeed.

Upon thinking of how his only estate at the start was looted by the Wild Boar Knights Group, and how his kingdom was bought out by a cotton factory owner, his wealth was literally withered away, wasn't it?

However, the leaves on the three branches representing his good luck were lush, indicating that his luck is excellent at the moment.

The six branches at the topmost part, however, remained in a state that seemed half-real, half-illusory, as if they had not yet come into existence.

At the top, there's a line of text – "Spirit Energy".

The old witch gave Ivita a crafty glance. This Magic Awakening Ritual was a test for Ivita, and the most significant test lies here.

She strived to control her emotions, saying: "The Tree of Life Spirit Energy of Katala, this pattern represents Your Majesty's luck, health, wealth, and magic power."

"This is a spell combined with divination and alchemy, ordinary witches don't know this."

"As it stands now, if you inscribe the name of a 'spirit' at the top of the Tree of Life Spirit Energy, you can harness the power of these entities to generate your own magic power at the top of the tree."

"Since this tree can reflect your magical state, by modifying the tree's pattern, it can make you possess magic power."

"So, use your finger to inscribe the name of a Spirit on the tree."

Ivita hadn't expected that could be done.

This was effectively like directly modifying one's own attributes, just like opening a file on a computer and then changing the file attributes.

The Hearthstone Witch now wants him to directly modify his own Tree of Life Spirit Energy, using this method, to transform himself into—possessing magic power.

The problem is, what name of a spirit should he engrave on this tree?

There must be a specific spirit who does this, right?

Ivita asked the old witch, "What name of a god should I write on my Tree of Life Spirit Energy?"

The old witch's face stiffened.

The next moment her eyes widened like copper bells, fiercely intimidating, "You don't know?"

"How could you not know?"

All this while, the old witch had been like a maid in Ivita's presence, mostly not daring to offend.

It was the first time Ivita saw the old witch, speaking hysterically in his presence.

It was as if she was about to pounce on him.

Ivita was startled, feeling as if he had inadvertently revealed something that the Demon God should have known.

Was it because he asked her about which spirit to engrave?

As a Demon God, should he know the names of the spirits?

In this critical moment, Ivita's mind began to whir rapidly, he even felt that in his feverish state, his thoughts were moving quicker.

However, just as Ivita was pondering on what to do, the old witch's face changed drastically again, as if she hadn't threatened him at all in the first place.

She said gently, "Your Majesty, allow me to provide a name of a spirit for you."

"How about using the name of the 'March Goddess'? The March Goddess governs three moons - the Blue Moon, Blood Moon, and White Moon. She is a deity worshipped by dark beings, witches, and even mortals. She is closely associated with magic power. Having the name of the goddess at the top of your Tree of Life Spirit Energy could make your magic power even stronger."

Ivita was extremely astonished.

He did not know why, but the Hearthstone Witch's attitude towards him had changed again, seeming as it was before.

The Old Witch spoke softly, "Your Majesty, you should inscribe the 'March Goddess Mitra' atop your Tree of Life Spirit Energy."

Ivita turned, squatting at the top of the Tree of Life Spirit Energy, preparing to write this name first.

Anyhow, he could only take things one step at a time.

Given the Old Witch's suspicious and timid nature, she would not take action against him without complete assurance.

"Hurry up! Hurry up!"

The Old Witch urged him.

Ivita was about to write the name of the March Goddess with his finger, but then he was suddenly taken aback.

This wasn't right.

The Old Witch was rushing him.

But previously, the Hearthstone Witch dared not speak to him with such a tone.

Wait a minute.

Ivita suddenly became alert and the chill ran up his spine.

He suddenly realized why the Old Witch's tone with him had changed again.

This time, the Old Witch had no respect for him at all.

Her tone was the same as before he woke up when she spoke to the original owner and the Demon Hunter Black Wolf.

This was the tone the Old Witch used on her prey.

She was tricking him!

She wanted him to inscribe the name of 'March Goddess Mitra' on the Tree of Life Spirit Energy.

Ivita glanced around, noticing a pattern of a black eye had appeared on the wooden floor behind him.

He had seen this pattern before.

Yes, it was the pattern the Old Witch had drawn on his chest.

During his escape, he asked the Old Witch, supposedly, it represented the "Eye of the Primordial Witch's Fall".

So, this witch planned to cast magic on him secretly.

Although he had no idea what sort of magic it was, it would definitely not be anything good.

Ivita continuously racked his brain, trying to figure out what he had said wrong or done wrong that made the Old Witch suddenly change her attitude towards him.

He had just asked her what god's name he should inscribe, and she said he should know the god's name and then suggested the name of the March Goddess.

So, in the eyes of the Old Witch, he shouldn't need to ask for the god's name.

Then, under no circumstances could he inscribe the name of 'March Goddess Mitra' on his Tree of Life Spirit Energy.

Ivita was stumped. If he could not inscribe the god's name provided by the Old Witch on the Tree of Life Spirit Energy, whose name should he inscribe then?

He couldn't just keep dragging things out, could he?

Eventually, the Old Witch would notice something was amiss.

Ivita's heart raced, he felt as though he didn't have a fever at all now, his mind was running even faster, he might be even smarter than usual.

His attention was incredibly focused.

"Faster, Your Majesty."

"What's wrong? Do I need to teach you how to write? Can't you write Mitra's name?" The Old Witch behind him urged again. Her eyes were incredibly venomous, and the floating Magic Hand behind her head started to glow, a sign of using magic.

Ivita suddenly remembered something: he knew other god's names!

In his past earth life, many mythological tales existed, like Zeus (God of Thunder) from Greek mythology, Ra (Sun God) from ancient Egyptian mythology, Odin (War God) from Norse mythology, Taiyi Supreme God (Sky God) from traditional China's ceremonies for imperial enthronements, Feathered Serpent God (Rain God) from Central American mythology, and Shiva (God of Destruction) known for his dance of destruction.

He actually knew quite a number of god's names!