Chapter 446: Such a Demon

In the small house, the corpse of the female evildoer who had just died not long ago and was still quite warm suddenly became withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally even turned into a pile of black ash. The culprit who caused all this was a half-human, half-goat furry girl.

After absorbing the residual life force from the corpse, Keleiya's complexion became very rosy, and her spirit and energy had clearly improved. At this time, the black sheep girl felt that her state was excellent, as if she could stay up all night for ten days or five days without feeling tired.

She even felt that her energy was a bit too exuberant, with the illusion that it was about to overflow.

No, this was not an illusion, but reality. She indeed felt that she was a bit full and needed to vent the excess power.

Keleiya looked down at her father who was already seriously injured, hurriedly squatted down, and then reversed the feeling of absorbing the corpse's life force just now. Immediately, the energy in her body that was almost about to overflow found a channel and rushed over hurriedly.

As a result, the girl who was just full of spirit began to look tired, but relatively speaking, the breathing of the man on the ground who was originally barely breathing became much more stable, and his originally paper-white complexion also recovered some blood color.

Although he hadn't fully recovered, he was already out of life-threatening danger.

"Hmm, for the first time using a spell, you performed well. However, the loss rate during the Blood Demon Conversion process was still too high. Otherwise, you should have been able to completely heal your father."

A female voice suddenly came from the window, and she said so.

And this also made the black sheep girl who had just breathed a sigh of relief very terrified. She subconsciously picked up the sickle in her hand and swung it, but only cut off a few white feathers.

"Oh my god, you scared me to death. You child are really decisive in killing. As expected of having the aptitude of a sage."

The white dove Dorothy stretched out its wings to wipe the non-existent cold sweat on its bird head, and said with lingering fear.

She never expected that the first life-threatening danger of this Witch's Night would come from her own people. If it weren't for her decent reaction, she would have almost been taken away by a sickle just now.

And Keleiya also looked at this talking white dove in shock at this time, but the girl who had just encountered a great disaster still did not relax her vigilance.

It's just that another white shadow flashed, and when the black sheep girl came back to her senses, the sickle in her hand was already gone.

Looking at the direction of the white dove before, she saw a divine white eagle standing beside the white dove. Its claws were holding Keleiya's sickle, and those sharp eagle eyes were staring unkindly at the black sheep girl, even vaguely carrying a trace of suppressed killing intent.

Obviously, this white eagle was angry because Keleiya almost hurt the white dove before.

And on Keleiya's side, the pitch-black goat transformed from her shadow also jumped onto the girl's shoulder at this time, and then said somewhat urgently.

"Run quickly, these two birds are not easy to deal with."

Although Baphomet had lost its power because its daughter's bloodline was suppressed, as an Abyss Demon God, its knowledge was still there.

It saw at a glance that these two birds were quite exquisite transformation techniques. Although the magic level didn't look very high, judging from this almost flawless deformation effect, this spell was not something an ordinary person could come up with.

Hmm, at the very least, it shouldn't be the magic level that a local mage in this weak and backward world should have.

Obviously, there was intervention from forces outside the realm. It's just that it didn't know whether the other party came from Heaven, the Dragon Realm, or several other relatively strong Silver species.

But no matter who the other party was, it wasn't something that its daughter, who had just awakened, could deal with with her little ability. It only had this one bloodline in this realm, so naturally, it had to cherish it well. Otherwise, having lost the beacon and the manifestation container, it would have no fate with this world.

It's just that regarding the warning of this pitch-black goat that claimed to be her father, Keleiya directly ignored it. Instead, she looked at the white dove that was grooming its somewhat messy feathers with some pleasant surprise.

"Is this voice the nun sister?"

The black sheep girl opened her squinted eyes and asked very happily.

Being stared at by that pair of blood-colored sheep-square pupils, Dorothy was quite calm. Although this pair of eyes of the girl seemed to have reached the standard of magic eyes, naturally carrying the effect of making the person being watched feel fear, but as sheep pupils, this girl was far behind Senior Fan Ni.

Dorothy, who had long been accustomed to Senior Fan Ni's gaze, felt no pressure from this.

"Hmm, it's me. I left in a hurry last time and forgot to ask your name."

The white dove Dorothy nodded and asked so.

The Home Witch felt slightly nervous at this time. After all, the more she looked at this black sheep girl, the more she looked like that demon sage of later generations.

"Nun sister, my name is Keleiya."

The black sheep girl lowered her head shyly and said.

Dorothy: "....."

The white dove raised its head listlessly and looked at the dilapidated roof above its head.

I'm numb, it really is that big shot.

However, the Home Witch adjusted her state of mind very quickly. After all, the God King had become her good sister, so what was wrong with letting the future sage call her sister? This wasn't taking advantage of the big shot.

Hmm, hmm, the reason is not straight but the spirit is strong.

The guilty Dorothy cheered herself up in her heart.

She was now a bit worried about whether what happened in this Witch's Night would be seen by people outside.

If it were a normal Witch's Night, then people outside would definitely be able to see it. After all, in the past, there were often witch students doing full-process live broadcasts of the Witch's Night on the Mana Web.

It's just that this Witch's Night revealed weirdness from beginning to end, and everyone started as mortals, losing their power. Even if they wanted to broadcast, they didn't have the ability. They didn't even remember how to connect to the Mana Web.

However, the participants couldn't, but would the academy teachers who were managers outside still be able to watch the surveillance?

Thinking that her magical experience of calling the God King sister during this period might be watched by a group of academy teachers, the Home Witch felt her scalp tingle.

And now one God King wasn't enough, and here came another sage big shot who called her sister...

Oh my god, if this really spreads out, how will I live? I'm afraid I'll be recorded to death by the big shots in their little notebooks.

After all, the identity of the God King's sister aside, the Black Sheep Sage's sister...

That Black Sheep Sage was the bloodline ancestor of the Demon King. If you want to be the Black Sheep Sage's sister, do you also want the Demon King to call you great-grandmother?

Oh my god, this seniority is all messed up...

The Home Witch could only hope that the God King, the owner of this dream, would block the outside gaze. Otherwise, when the Witch's Night ended, it would be the day of her social death. She might be so embarrassed that she would flee the Witch World overnight.

"Forget it, it's okay. At least it didn't involve Lord Dragon King. Otherwise, if it turns out that my ancestor's ancestor is actually myself, that would be truly numb."

Dorothy comforted herself in her heart.

After letting her imagination run wild for a bit, the Home Witch came back to her senses. She shook her dove head to shake off the distracting thoughts, and then continued to look at Keleiya in front of her.

Perhaps the problem was too big, and panic was useless, so at this time, she was unexpectedly not panicked, and could view this future sage with a normal heart.

Sage or not, that was a matter for the future. Who wasn't promising for the future? Anyway, as far as the current Witch's Night is concerned, this Keleiya was really just a little girl, so just treat her with the attitude of treating a little girl.

"Then, Keleiya, how does it feel to have power?"

The white dove tilted its head and asked the black sheep girl in front of it.

Regarding this, Keleiya also thought slightly. Although her body had become an adult's appearance under the effect of magic, in terms of thinking, she was still that ten-year-old little girl. This kind of question was indeed a bit complicated for her.

"I'm sorry, nun sister, I don't know how to answer you either. But I can protect my dad and mom now, which makes me very happy."

The black sheep girl finally scratched her head and said somewhat shamefully.

"No, you answered very well, proving that I really didn't misjudge you. You are indeed a good child."

The white dove nodded and praised, but then she changed the subject.

"But your trouble hasn't been completely solved yet. You just cut the grass, but failed to remove the roots."

Dorothy looked at the direction of the female evildoer who had been drained of life force and turned into black ash all over the floor, and then shook her head.

"This woman seems to have some force behind her. She died here now, so the force behind her will definitely not give up and will investigate to the end. And I suspect that this female evildoer was actually aiming at you from the beginning."

The Home Witch glanced at the pitch-black goat on the black sheep girl's shoulder and said so.

And upon hearing such words, Keleiya also fell silent. Although she was young, she grew up in such a ghostly place, so naturally, she understood the stakes involved.

For a time, the girl was a bit at a loss. After all, even a precocious child would not know what to do when suddenly encountering such a thing. Subconsciously, Keleiya looked at the white dove in front of her again, expecting this nun sister to help her come up with an idea.

"Hey, you silly child, don't listen to this woman's nonsense. She doesn't look like a good person at all. She is obviously trying to use you."

The pitch-black goat on the girl's shoulder was a bit anxious at this time. As an Abyss Demon God, it had always been the one to trick others, and now if it didn't speak up, its daughter would be tricked away by the woman of unknown origin opposite.

However, the demon old father's well-intentioned advice was quickly blocked by a sentence from his filial daughter.

"Shut up, you are so ugly, and you are a demon, you look even less like a good person."

Keleiya turned her head, looked at the pitch-black goat on her shoulder, and said so in a matter-of-fact way.

Compared to the nun sister who looked good, had given her a necklace before, and had given her the power to heal her father's injuries, this goat demon who was of unknown origin, suddenly appeared in her mind, and incited her to kill as soon as it appeared, and didn't know how to save people after killing them, was obviously worse.

The little girl didn't understand what a good person or a bad person was, but she was still more willing to believe the nun sister. After all, even if they both turned into animals, the white dove was obviously better-looking than the black sheep.

Baphomet: "......"

The Abyss Demon God was trembling with anger at this time. It never expected that it would be disliked by its own daughter because it was ugly.

Really beep beep beep, it had been wise for a lifetime, how did it give birth to such a brainless daughter...

emmmm, well, it seemed that it was originally a martial arts-style demon, not a cunning devil of the intellectual style, so it was normal for the daughter it gave birth to to not have a very good brain.

Baphomet fell silent for a moment, and then its already black goat face became even blacker.

It opened its mouth wanting to say something more, but what else could it say? Could it say that the evildoer who had been bullying your whole family was actually arranged by the cult that believed in me, just to stimulate you to awaken?

Although a dignified Abyss Demon God would definitely not personally arrange such a small task, that female evildoer was decided by the cult that believed in it. And if Baphomet hadn't happened to sense its bloodline power budding, it might not have paid attention to the existence of this weak world.

But speaking of which, that group of cultists were really talents. It didn't even remember when it bestowed a few drops of blood down. It was probably handled automatically by the automatic random response program set for sacrifices.

Baphomet recalled the automatic response program it had lazily set up because it was too lazy to respond to those cultists who were idle and had nothing to do but hold sacrificial rituals to harass it and disturb its sleep. It did throw away a few drops of blood and a pile of miscellaneous garbage as prizes to automatically respond to sacrifices.

Now that it thought about it, the cult in this world seemed to have good luck, drawing its few drops of Demon God blood from a pile of garbage.

And this group of talents actually directly created a daughter who inherited its bloodline for it. This really was something.

In short, the hardships of the daughter over the years indeed all stemmed from it. Baphomet couldn't shake off this pot no matter what, and this actually couldn't be considered any pot. After all, it indeed didn't have any good intentions for this daughter.

As a normal race, demons naturally had good demons or bad demons, demons with gentle tempers, and demons with irritable personalities.

Every demon's temper, personality, and worldview were different. It wouldn't be that they were all brainless villains like in the legends.

Holding the power of original sin, they were actually richer in emotions than most races, and also more distinct in love and hate, focusing on being free and unfettered.

Although it was also because they were too willful that their reputation was not very good.

However, as a demon god with many offspring, no matter how promiscuous Baphomet was, its heart and love were not enough to share. So for the vast majority of its children, it actually didn't pay much attention, and only the most outstanding children could enter its eyes.

And such a cheap daughter who only contained a trace of its weak bloodline was even less worth feeling sorry for. It didn't have any psychological burden to use her.

Of course, even demons rarely were cold-blooded enough to harm their own bloodline descendants. This did not conform to the instinct of biological continuation of the race.

Baphomet didn't intend to really do anything to this daughter. It just wanted to use her as a beacon springboard and then gradually swallow the whole world.

When this world was obtained, it wouldn't mind throwing this world to this daughter as a greeting gift, letting her manage it on its behalf.

It's just a pity that the plan was beautiful, but the reality was cruel. It hadn't had time to establish trust with this cheap daughter, and it was directly intercepted by someone.

This made the Demon God very angry.

No, absolutely cannot let the daughter know that the cult is related to me, otherwise, I'm afraid it will be father and daughter turning against each other. I must find a way to silence them first.

The willful Demon God's heart turned, and it decided the fate of the group of cultists who originally believed in it.

... Demon God in thought... ===== CHAPTER 447 =====