Chapter 312

"Eh???"

Frost Snow Girl stood stunned on the spot. For a moment, this genius among geniuses of a witch doubted if there was something wrong with her ears.

Stay aside for a bit? Wait two minutes? Does this mean this Lord Joker only needs two minutes to decipher this forbidden spell from another world?

But how could such a thing be possible?

This Wild Hunt Princess was very incredulous at this moment; she looked at the Phantom King opposite her as if looking at a lunatic.

Frost Snow Girl considered her own aptitude to be decent—she had barely managed to refresh the records of the Wild Hunt clan, after all—with a peak rank guaranteed in the future and the realm of the Sage within reach.

But if you threw her a forbidden spell learning guide that was written in great detail and even came with a tutorial, it would still take her at least three months to get started, about half a year to be able to use it in actual combat, and then she would have to spend several decades to reach high proficiency. As for reaching Saint-level proficiency or even further, to instant casting, that would depend on luck.

And learning an other-worldly forbidden spell from scratch within two minutes, and mastering it to the point where she could teach it to others—such a thing was so exaggerated she wouldn't even dare to dream of it.

For a moment, she only felt that the Grand Inquisitor opposite her was probably just teasing her.

However, before she could even open her mouth to question it, the Phantom King, who had been seriously studying the stone slab, raised her head.

"Mongrel, one piece of good news and one piece of bad news. Which one do you want to hear first?"

The golden phantom, who was still stubbornly standing on the street lamp to act cool, said this.

"The bad news."

Frost Snow Girl replied.

She was accustomed to preparing for the worst in everything.

"The bad news is that you'll have to pay more."

Dorothy made a gesture of rubbing money together again.

"Why? Did something go wrong with the analysis?"

Frost Snow Girl's expression changed under her mask, and she hurriedly asked.

"Don't panic, nothing went wrong. I'm asking for more money because of the good news. You're quite lucky; what's recorded here isn't a tenth-ring forbidden spell, but an eleventh-ring one."

Dorothy waved her hand, signaling the other party not to get excited, and then her tone carried some surprise.

It seemed the world that created this stone slab was at least a Silver World. After all, a world capable of producing an eleventh-ring forbidden spell certainly wouldn't be weak; it was just a pity it had the misfortune of encountering a witch.

Oh, that can't be said either. Although from the result, it was indeed the witch who destroyed that world, based on the information Dorothy had just read from the stone slab, this world was already in its apocalyptic era to begin with.

And it wasn't the kind of peaceful apocalypse of the Moon Rabbit World. In order to reclaim power and save itself, the dying world consciousness of this world initiated a great species purge.

It was the kind of apocalypse where everything the world had once bestowed upon all living things was now being taken back twofold.

The forbidden spell recorded on this stone slab was created under such an apocalyptic scenario. It was the eternal liberation offered by all living things to that already insane world mother.

Its name is—The End-Time Requiem Spear that Offers Eternal Annihilation to this Insane World.

This is a true world-targeting forbidden spell. Its effect is as straightforward as its name; it is specifically used to kill the world consciousness and destroy the world.

In the images preserved within this stone slab, Dorothy saw the process of a beautiful and peaceful world gradually heading toward its end.

The merciful Mother of All Beings selflessly shared her divine power with all things, and the entire world developed at high speed, becoming powerful and beautiful.

It was just a pity that the mother's doting also made her children live too comfortably. All living things became unenterprising, insatiably demanding, and numb. The entire world was filled with hedonism, and all living things indulged themselves, wantonly squandering the power of the World Mother.

And the power of a single world ultimately has a limit. When this power was excessively depleted, the world's lifespan reached its end ahead of time.

Therefore, under the threat of death, the world was as insane now as it had been doting before.

The first to suffer was the world's eldest son, the Pillar Tree that supported the sky and the earth.

When the world stopped providing nutrients for the tree's growth and instead began to inversely plunder the tree's power, the fate of this ancient divine tree was already sealed.

Having lost its supply, the increasingly weak divine tree was no longer able to support the sky and earth. Even though it struggled desperately, it eventually snapped.

Thus, the first natural disaster descended. That day, the sky fell, and ninety percent of all living things perished on the spot.

Fortunately, although the divine tree was snapped, its corpse still completely jammed the falling sky, propping up a gap between the heaven and earth that should have been seamless, allowing the surviving living things to catch their breath.

But the second natural disaster followed closely behind: endless floods poured in, determined to drown everything.

It was still the divine tree's corpse that sheltered all living things; the creatures hid within the roots of the divine tree that reached deep into the earth and managed to survive.

Then came the third natural disaster, famine; the fourth, plague; the fifth, war...

Natural disasters followed one after another, but the surviving creatures became increasingly tenacious. They no longer had their former air of extravagance and lust; the children who grew up in doting became increasingly strong under the test of these natural disasters.

Finally, rebels stood up. They forged the snapped trunk of the Pillar Divine Tree into a spear, inscribed on the spear the guilt and repentance of all living things toward the World Mother, their reflection and apology for their past actions, and also articulated their belief that they wanted to survive no matter what, even if it meant bearing the sin of matricide against the Mother God.

That day, the living things struggling under the natural disasters put on their old finery, dressed up in their best, gathered together under this Spear of the End, and sang the Requiem Song that the World Mother had once taught them to sing when parting with loved ones.

"Offering eternal peace to our merciful, heartless, beloved, and cursed mother."

Thus, amidst the sorrowful singing, the psychic divine spear rose from the ground, pierced the sky, and killed the world consciousness residing above the sky.

It's just that these children who bore the sin of matricide against their Mother God probably never knew that their Mother God eventually dissipated with a smile.

Dorothy saw the final spectacle above the sky from the bottom of this stone slab.

It was a goddess with a gentle face dressing by the Heavenly River. Facing the God-Slaying Spear that pierced through the sky from the lower realm, she did not resist; instead, she calmly tidied her clothes and then met her death with composure.

The long spear pierced through the woman's chest, golden divine blood stained this God-Slaying Spear, and a stone slab slipped quietly from the Mother God's hand, falling into the lower realm.

Recorded on that stone slab was the Mother God's final will.

Natural disasters forge the heart, divine blood sharpens the blade; may there be no more obstacles in the path of my children.

Hmm, the power to kill a world is not so easily obtained. Without divine blood as a sacrifice, a long spear forged from withered branches could not create a miracle.

Only the death and blessing of a true god could allow the sharpness of this spear to truly manifest. This was the Spear of the End, pregnant with the final hope, sacrificed by an entire world.

And this was also the last thing the dying mother could do for her most beloved children.

By using her death to forge that Spear of the End that kills everything, she believed that with such power, those children who had already grown up would definitely be able to step over her corpse and find a new way out in this vast universe.

This was the final heartfelt wish of that mother left on the stone slab.

Dorothy was very moved by this, and then decided she must sell this precious sentiment for a higher price.

Well, this could also be considered avenging this Mother God, right? After all, since this stone slab fell into the hands of the Wild Hunt Princess, then one could guess with their feet that those unfortunate rebellious children were likely doomed.

They survived countless natural disasters set by their own mother, but in the end, when they were rubbing their hands and thinking about doing something big, they ran head-on into a real cosmic disaster.

What can you do when you've encountered a witch?

Just take it as it comes.

Therefore, this was the final protection left by a mother for her most beloved children; it was the power of the end nurtured by a world using its last bit of strength.

How precious; pay more, you must pay more.

... Home Witch is asking for more money...