Chapter 64: Manipulator

That voice had an intoxicating power, but a strong warning sign rang out in Bethel's heart.

"A Witch Demigod?" Following by Chumen's side, the extraordinary knowledge Bethel had mastered had already transcended the scope of a Demigod, and he had a relatively deep understanding of various Pathways, so he guessed the opponent's Pathway at the first moment.

"Shut up!" Such a scolding filled with resentment could even turn into a heart-stirring coquettish tone; it was definitely a Witch without a doubt.

Bethel used "Secret Keeper" to stabilize his own mental state, trying his best not to be affected by the Witch's charm.

"Who are you? Why do you have the aura of the Teacher on you?" The Dream Phosphor was unique; Bethel recognized the characteristics of that Dark Robe immediately.

He moved his fingers quietly, releasing the "Mind Reading" he had recorded, closely monitoring every instant of fluctuation in the opponent's mind.

"He really is your teacher..." The figure in the puddle seemed to have confirmed something.

"You are truly lucky..." the Witch sighed.

But Bethel felt an almost perverted obsession, and it was directed at his teacher!

This Witch seemed to have some ideas about his teacher!

Bethel widened his eyes, and his slightly expressionless face could barely hold its composure.

"This was given to me by Him." That sweet voice carried a vague sense of guidance, and combined with the information carried by this sentence, it made Bethel's mind tremble.

"Impossible!" But in an instant, Bethel guarded his own mind.

He rationally perceived that things might not be as he had guessed, and the opponent was merely conducting verbal guidance; this was the power of an "Instigator".

"As far as I know, there are not a few humans who have received the Teacher's favor; you are not the special one." Bethel regained his calm.

Many pious people among humans had received the Dream's favor, and that Saint Hermes had become a favored one of the Dream.

"I am not special, but I can be the only one!" The Witch's voice carried a certain obsession.

"This..."

For a moment, Bethel found it hard to even understand.

"Everything is for the Dream!" The Witch prayed in a convincing manner; that piety and fanaticism almost deceived even Bethel.

This kind of faith did not seem fake.

Bethel thought calmly and made his response, "But I do not feel the slightest faith in the Teacher from you!"

"Then there are only two possibilities left: you have betrayed the teachings of the Dream, or you have killed a believer of the Dream!"

No matter which one it was, it was enough for Bethel to take action against such a Witch.

"Lightning Storm!" Bethel snapped his fingers lightly, and a storm of lightning cleared the field directly, destroying all the mirror worlds contained in the nearby puddles!

His Lightning Storm was only recorded from a Historical Projection, and its power was far from comparable to the Lightning Storm his teacher had launched against the Elf King.

But at his current level, this was already an extraordinary killing move.

"Cough, cough!" But as the Lightning Storm swept through everything, Bethel suddenly felt dizzy and his own Spirituality felt sluggish.

The "Disease" of the Witch Pathway!

Before he launched his attack on the Witch, the Witch had already deployed Supernatural Germs.

The Witch was very disgusted by his existence and truly wanted to put the "Unique" from that sentence into practice.

Supernatural Germs were still effective against Demigod creatures, capable of causing their bodies to rot and even causing their Spirituality to become chaotic and their Godhood to lose balance.

Bethel swept his hand, and layers upon layers of portals stacked up in front of his body; the actual distance between him and the invisible enemy had not increased, but it was as if countless spaces and times separated them.

There were countless invisible Supernatural Germs permeating the Space, but they could no longer touch Bethel.

An illusory book appeared in Bethel's eyes; it flipped rapidly and stopped on a certain page.

As an apprentice to the Dream Angel, his "Record" was also a dream-like configuration, coming from Demigods, or even Angels, in the Creator Kingdom.

"Dragon Breath"!

It came from the Dragon Pathway Sequence 4 "Manipulator".

A huge dragon shadow emerged behind Bethel, suddenly exhaling an illusory Mind Breath.

The range of this breath was large enough, and while it carried a powerful mental shock, it also completely broke the Witch's "invisibility".

A beautiful figure appeared completely before Bethel's eyes.

In this instant, Bethel saw the breathtaking curves wrapped under that Dark Robe, as well as those bright eyes that remained alluring even when filled with ferocity.

This Witch's appearance was not exactly a peerless beauty that would make the world lose its color, and her features were not particularly outstanding, but when combined, they had a special charm that was just right.

It was exactly everything you liked.

No! What am I looking at... This is just the Witch's temptation!

Is this the charm of a "Pleasure Witch"?

Bethel's heart jumped in fear, and he even moved his gaze away unconsciously, which was exactly what the opponent wanted.

Countless illusory shadows flashed in the Witch's eyes; those were the Wraiths she had killed and imprisoned.

These Wraiths dissipated one by one, turning into the power of a Hidden Curse, and fell upon Bethel.

Bethel felt an unimaginable pain and Despair almost instantly!

That was the negative emotion generated by these Wraiths after experiencing unimaginable torture, carrying a sense of Despair that would destroy everything, intending to drag Bethel's soul into the Abyss.

"You are not worthy of being a believer of the Teacher!" Bethel's expression turned serious; his mental state was too stable, and those feelings of Despair could not affect him in the slightest.

Under the protection of the Dream, he had never even felt what it meant to lose control.

The next instant, a pure light of the Sun shone from his body, purifying all the Wraiths, and then he reached out and grabbed.

"Space Concealment"!

Bethel turned the large area of Space where the Witch was located into a space pocket, or rather, a space prison!

The Witch was imprisoned in the prison.

Hum!

The Witch's long, elegant, and soft hair grew wildly, instantly forming a giant web that was dense enough and spread throughout the entire Space.

And the Witch, like a spider, received all kinds of movements in this Space.

In the direction the wind rose, there was a hidden Space Gate!

All hidden Space must necessarily have a "gate," but the position of the gate depends on the creator's intent.

Bethel directly set it to a distance of one person in front of himself!

If the Witch wants to escape this Space, she must necessarily face his attacks head-on.

This is Bethel's absolute confidence.

He held an illusory book in his hands, directly released the abilities recorded in a small half of the book, and threw them into that segmented Space.

Lightning Storm, Wind and Sea Tide, Weakness Attack, Sun Purification...

Bethel did not consider the waste of various abilities at all; he simply threw out a small portion of what he had accumulated.

He is truly wealthy, completely crushing a "Pain Witch."