Chapter 159: 「Original Witch」

"Who is the person you chose?" Medici looked toward the distant main battlefield, where the fighting had already entered its final state.

"Is it Tudor? What a madman!" By this point, Medici had already guessed it.

After excluding all wrong answers, the most impossible one must be the correct one.

Medici had originally thought it would be the Death Consul from the Balam side, which was the most logical deduction, but now it was already obvious.

"The 'Black Emperor' has already arrived." Medici looked toward the direction of the Solomon Kingdom capital.

Solomon had also ignored that most loyal Angel of his.

An Angel of the 'Black Emperor' Pathway, brazenly jumping to a non-adjacent Pathway to hold a godhood ritual at Sequence 2—even with the best Psychiatrist, this was already close to suicide.

No one had expected Alistair could be crazy to such an extent.

"The 'Underworld Emperor' should have arrived as well." Adam also looked in that direction.

At this very moment, thick black mist surged from the depths of the Spirit World, a throne composed of the skulls of countless races condensed within the Astral World, and an Emperor wearing magnificent robes and the Undying Bird Crown sat high upon it, overlooking the entire Northern Continent.

"Salinger!" The majestic voice of the 'Black Emperor' Solomon echoed throughout the entire kingdom, and Order Shadow rose from that imperial palace, leaping into the Astral World.

A cloud composed of the bones of different races transformed into a feathered serpent, roaring as it crashed into that mass of Order Shadow.

And the Order Shadow that Solomon had transformed into suddenly expanded like gas; wherever the Rule permeated, wherever the Shadow covered, it was all His kingdom.

The Emperors of the two great empires met for the first time and immediately engaged in a fierce battle!

The war between the two great empires was merely a prelude to the battle between these two Emperors.

Terrifying Authority power intertwined in the Astral World; fortunately, the True God war occurring in the Astral World had an impact on the Real World that remained within a controllable range, and only Demigods or even Angels could catch a glimpse of it.

"As expected!" Medici nodded without surprise. "Then how will you deal with the one behind me?"

He dared to use himself as bait, so naturally, he had sufficient confidence.

Rip!

A gap was torn directly into the leaden clouds behind Medici, and a giant cross stood tall upon a piece of sacred land.

And beneath the cross was a figure pulsing like a shadow.

"Adam." Sasriel nodded slightly, treating him as if facing his own son, revealing no other emotions.

"Sasriel." Adam also nodded slightly.

By almost carrying the 'Hanged Man' on his back, Medici's safety was sufficiently guaranteed.

This was Medici's greatest reliance in using himself as bait to lure Adam into the trap; falling into Sasriel's hands was likely the outcome Adam was most powerless to resist, and the deterrent force against Adam could not be stronger.

Yet he had come regardless.

"If I haven't guessed wrong, the Mother Goddess of Depravity, the God of Combat, and even the Evernight Goddess are already blocking Eternal Blazing Sun and Chumen, right?"

Just based on the powerful combat strength Chumen displayed in the previous God War, without four True Gods, it would be impossible to stop him.

"So you have no True God-level assistance." Medici crossed his arms and looked at Adam, seemingly already holding the victory in his grasp.

And Sasriel behind him directly reached out a hand, intending to drag Adam into the 'True Divine Kingdom'.

The confrontation between humanity and Godhood and Adam becoming a 'Visionary' were beneficial to the Creator's return, but Sasriel was not someone who didn't know how to adapt.

Seizing Adam now would provide plenty of opportunities later, and the subsequent fusion would allow him to occupy an absolute advantage.

"I do." Adam casually flipped out a mirror.

It was an extremely eerie and chilling mirror, its surface covered in sinister black patterns, and inside the mirror was a tall and graceful... Goddess, who seemed to gather the world's most charming Symbols into one.

At just a single glance, Medici's body was trembling; that was the pressure from a True God of an adjacent Pathway.

"Cheek!"

"Witch!"

Medici's expression changed drastically, and Sasriel beneath the giant cross behind him also frowned slightly.

"You should call me 'Original'."

Cheek's charming voice rang out, and a certain indescribable aura emanated from her body, causing the entire world to go still.

The Chaos Sea deep underground, which had been calm for hundreds of years, suddenly surged, and the Grey Fog above the Spirit World manifested once again.

Even the formless World Barrier was trembling, and even—the sun and stars appeared in the daytime!

In the midday sky, the Crimson Moon stood out, becoming extremely dense, and blood-red moonlight spilled onto Earth.

There were even the starlight points representing planets like the Gold Star, Jupiter, and Mars shining brightly, wanting to approach, yet trembling and flickering.

These lights actually displayed a sense of fear and trepidation.

Cheek stepped out from the mirror and descended into Reality; the eerie aura radiating from her body became increasingly real.

Hum!

The two fighting in the Astral World, and even the other True Gods who were each on guard, all cast their gazes toward this land.

All True Gods were extremely wary of that faint aura.

"You fused with the imprint of the 'Original'? What a madman!"

A True God of the 'Witch' Pathway naturally did not have such a deterrent force, but the feminine side of the 'Original Creator' did.

Even Sasriel's expression was unsightly; not to mention what kind of eerie power this would allow Cheek to obtain.

Simply this kind of aura originating from the 'Original Creator' could increase the probability of the original will awakening within the other True Gods!

This was enough to make any True God wary and unwilling to have a direct conflict with her.

"The world was already crazy to begin with, so it doesn't matter if I'm a little crazier." Cheek released the original will within her body, but her humanity was eerily preserved.

She smiled brightly; Sasriel was fine, as such Charm was difficult to affect him, but Medici almost lost the will to resist!

This strongest Charm in terms of mysticism simply did not follow reason.

Sasriel reached out and clenched his hand, and the shadows of the entire world twisted eerily, wrapping around Medici, preparing to throw him into his own God's Kingdom.

The deterrence of the 'Original Witch' was greater than that of an ordinary True God, and he could no longer guarantee he could absolutely protect Medici.

At the same time, one after another, black tentacles like pythons stretched out from the shadows.

These tentacles were extremely evil, with an eye at the tip of each; some of these eyes were grayish-white, and everything they saw would turn into grayish-white stone; others were crimson, and wherever they reached, terrifying crimson flames would ignite.

The Shadow that had grown black tentacles twisted and transformed into women of various sizes, all of whom were extremely full of Charm, their every movement making one dizzy and enchanted.

"Where is Dream? Why hasn't she come yet..."

Cheek stood on tiptoe, gazing into a certain direction, dressed in white clothes and a white skirt, her long hair cascading down to her waist like a waterfall, her brows containing shyness and timidity, looking forward to someone's arrival.