Chapter 2197 – Cannot Die
“Cough, cough!” The witch collapsed onto the ground, coughing up blood. She had used up all her magic power with two consecutive temporal rewinds, even overexerting herself.
However, the second temporal rewind had failed. Giselle had stolen the magic apparatus, directly causing the spell to fail. When a heaven-defying magic like temporal rewind fails midway and is interrupted, it causes a strong backlash to the user.
Furthermore, due to the failed temporal rewind, the destructive magic within her body had not been cleared. It remained inside, continuously damaging her organs. A large hole was left on her chest, with blackish-red magic flowing within.
With such severe injuries, a normal person would have died long ago. Yet, she was still alive, groaning in agony. It was just as I had thought; she possessed a special form of immortality. However, it had now become her torment. The witch was probably living a fate worse than death.
“Stop struggling. I’ll grant you liberation.” I walked over to her side and casually drew a summoning circle on the ground, preparing to summon the Divine Seal, just as I had done before to send those with immortality to their deaths.
But the witch let out a sinister smile and told me intermittently, “Don’t even think about it. You can’t kill me completely. At least not here, ever!”
“Many immortal beings have confidently told me such things, but they are all no longer in this world.” I ignored her and continued to communicate with my main body, preparing to summon the Divine Seal.
Just then, blood mist and insects gathered around me. A cute little loli emerged from within. Compared to before, Via’s complexion had become even paler and bloodless, indicating that her battle had not been easy and she had lost a lot of blood.
“Sister Parul, let me have her blood. That way, I might be able to figure out their origins and objectives,” Via said.
Her eyes glowed red, and her tone revealed urgency and craving. This was likely her Blood Race’s bloodthirst acting up. After all, she was also a Glutton believer. When bloodthirst acts up, vampires frantically seek blood, and might even drain their prey to death.
“Fine, drink as much as you want,” I said. Cherise had already obtained some information by eating a witch’s head earlier. Whether Via could get new intelligence was not crucial to me; the priority was to satisfy her craving for blood.
“Ah wu!” Via bit the witch’s neck and sucked greedily. Normally, someone with immortality like this would be Via’s favorite type of victim, as they usually had an endless supply of blood.
However, this witch disappointed Via. She was quickly drained into a desiccated corpse by Via, her blood completely sucked dry without regenerating.
Of course, calling her a desiccated corpse wasn’t entirely accurate, as she was still alive. She was merely very similar to a desiccated corpse. Even in this state, she couldn’t die, yet she couldn’t regenerate on her own. It was truly bizarre; it was hard to say if she was alive or undead.
But then I thought, if she could regenerate and heal on her own, why would she need a temporal rewind magic apparatus? It seemed that the apparatus was used in conjunction with her immortality.
This small amount of blood naturally couldn’t satisfy Via. She took out a bottle of monster blood plasma and drank it in large gulps. Only when the red glow in her eyes disappeared and her skin regained some color did Via stop.
“How was it? Did you get any new information?” I asked, looking at Via with interest. Previously, we had always obtained memories by having Cherise eat brains. We hadn’t tried having Via absorb memories through blood before. It was said to be a talent she had awakened not long ago.
“Mmm, I learned a lot of new things. Her status in the Witch Society is quite high. And her method of sealing memories is Brain Sealing Technique, but she couldn’t seal the memories in her blood,” Via said, wiping her mouth with a smile.
I had heard before that there were countless ways to obtain information through memories, and simply sealing brain memories or placing restrictions on the soul was not enough.
Methods like vampires obtaining memories through blood were only defended against by Demon Hunters who had passed the Green Grass Trial and transformed their blood with potions, or by Vampire Hunters who specialized in dealing with the Blood Race.
I had even read a record in a book about a dragon that developed a spell called Milk Language Translation, which could directly question a person’s chest to achieve mind-reading. That was truly impossible to guard against, a truly unsolvable method.
“So, what did this woman know?” Giselle asked, wiping her bone dagger. She was a bit dejected that she hadn’t cleanly killed the witch with her last strike, and had almost been killed by her instead.
“First is the Demon God they worship, the Outsider Demon God. I’ve heard of this Demon God before. It’s said to be quite a pleasure-seeking god who enjoys revelry,” Via said, wiping her mouth.
“Pleasure-seeking god? What does that mean? Is it like a god of pranks?” I didn’t quite understand. This was also my first time hearing the name Outsider Demon God.
“Not exactly. To put it simply, that Demon God is a God of the Void, but never responds to people’s prayers, nor does he often bless his believers. Instead, he chooses Divine Favorites based on his whims, giving immense power to a select few and then watching what they do, taking it as amusement,” Via explained.
“Wait, what did you just say? That Outsider Demon God never responds to prayers and rarely bestows blessings on Divine Favorites, yet this Witch Society is a complete organized faith? And they all possess immense power?” I asked, confused.
With the strength of these witches, they could certainly be considered powerful individuals, not to mention that they all possessed a perverted spell like time stopping. I absolutely did not believe this was not the power of a god. It was impossible for so many witches to master such high-level magic on their own.
“That’s another special characteristic. The Outsider Demon God’s power can be shared. Those who are directly favored by this Demon God will have a mark appear on the back of their hands, signifying they are God’s Chosen. They can then share this power with their subordinates,” Via added.
“Implanting seeds into the witches is the process of sharing power. There is no limit to this sharing. Over time, a large number of secondary blessed individuals will gather around the mark holders, forming organizations that worship the Outsider Demon God, just like the Witch Society.”
Interesting. So that’s how it is. The Divine Favorites are chosen randomly, but they can then distribute that power to those below them.
Perhaps they didn’t believe in or even know of this Outsider Demon God at first. But after possessing such magical power and transcendent status, it’s quite natural for them to begin worshipping this Demon God and establishing churches to believe in Him.
