Witch, I'm really not the Deep Sea Ancient God!

Chapter 716: Chapter 411 The Witch’s Second Disciple_2

Their relationship was quite terrible.

And this time, the Sea God Pirate Group’s purpose was to demand two things from the Ice Witch.

In the letter, the specific items weren’t mentioned… Chen Qi looked towards the two high-ranking officers of the Sea God Pirate Group.

After the Ice Witch read the letter, her troubled expression showed, and as the Archbishop personally appointed by the Sea God, he couldn’t help but puff out his chest:

“Witch, the first item our Sea God desires is the gift given to you by the steam master of Shell Country, the Abyss Number that can cruise the deep sea at ten thousand meters…”

The Abyss Number, cruising the deep sea at ten thousand meters… Chen Qi stroked his chin.

This seemed to be the name of a submarine.

Chen Qi suddenly remembered that the Ice Witch kept saying that she had a surprise for them, a surprise that could help them infiltrate the deep sea.

Was this Abyss Number the surprise from the Ice Witch?

However, Chen Qi was sure that the Ice Witch wouldn’t accept… he thought to himself.

After all, if Isa and Fen wanted to dive into the deep sea, they had to rely on these powerful creations from Shell Country.

Unexpectedly, the Ice Witch said:

“What’s the second condition?”

Hmm? Chen Qi was taken aback.

Given the Ice Witch’s character, she didn’t immediately refuse.

She was inquiring… just like Lord Sea God had said, the Witch was merely an image of power; in the last tidal cycle, she had already exhausted all her power… She is afraid of the Sea God’s power… the voice of the Sea God Pirate Group’s Archbishop grew louder:

“The second condition, Black Hunter, our great Sea God needs a sacrifice, and according to our information, Black Hunter has an unprecedented talent, indeed the right—right—right—”

Crack!

Crack!

The Archbishop of the Sea God Group opened his mouth, attempting to continue delivering the Sea God’s command.

However, he couldn’t make a sound at all, as a large amount of blood flowed in his throat—

When did this happen! The Archbishop looked around in panic, only to realize that his tongue had been pulled out without his knowledge!

Time froze… Chen Qi silently watched this scene.

Just now, the Ice Witch used Time Freeze and directly cut off the Archbishop’s tongue with ice-made scissors.

This was the Ice Witch, a being that could only be overlooked by the Sea God, not me. I cannot treat the reputation of the Sea God as my own power… The Archbishop of the Sea God Pirate Group was filled with regret, realizing the price of his arrogance, and hurriedly spoke with a stuttering voice:

“Witch…Mistress…I…I…am sorry…”

Just when the Archbishop of the Sea God Pirate Group thought the Ice Witch would stomp his head into the floor, a somewhat gentle voice came through.

The Ice Witch fell silent for a long time, then spoke with a touch of helplessness in her tender voice:

“Little Black Hair is not for sale. The second condition is out of the question. However, concerning the first condition, we can talk.

Go back and tell your arrogant Sea God that if he is willing to make a promise, other terms, including the Destiny Image Crack, can be discussed…”

Destiny Image Crack! Fen’s head sprouted a little blue flower of astonishment.

The Destiny Image was akin to her teacher’s heart.

She could feel her teacher’s helplessness.

In the eyes of the Ice Witch, with the way things currently stood in the great sea, it was necessary to rely on the power of others to break the stalemate.

If it was as the Destiny Image had foretold, to win, one must utilize all available powers.

Even the power of the Sea God Pirate Group’s Sea God was worth fighting for.

The Archbishop of the Sea God Pirate Group clutched his throat:

“No…no…problem…”

Having said that, the Archbishop of the Sea God Pirate Group hurriedly left the place with Hai Ge.

The Ice Witch watched the two fleeing figures from afar but did not pursue.

She knew her former student well; if they were to act here, the first thing she would do upon her revival from the sea would be to seek revenge.

“Teacher, is there anything that…”

Fen asked softly, wanting to relieve some of her teacher’s burdens.

In recent days, she could clearly feel her teacher’s helplessness.

The Ice Witch did not look at her, finishing her tea in one gulp:

“No need, Fen, Qi, Isa, the three of you assemble here at ten o’clock tonight.

Fen, arrive twenty minutes early.”

Arrive early? Fen’s head sprouted a little yellow flower of puzzlement.

The Ice Witch did not say anything more, picked up number seven, and returned to her room, firmly closing the door behind her.

Hmm… Chen Qi turned his head, feeling the Ice Witch’s melancholy as well.

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Night, aboard the Nether Sea Ghost Ship, in the Ice Witch’s room.

The Ice Witch sat at her desk, penning a letter.

Smack! Smack! Smack!

Panting and the sounds of whipping echoed ceaselessly.

“Huff, huff, huff, Teacher, whip me, scourge me, trample me…”

Before the Ice Witch’s desk, Little Crow, with tears of blood, curled up at the feet of the Ice Witch, incessantly slamming her little head against the ground!

Once healthy, Little Crow’s body was now covered in festering black pustules, with countless black veins protruding on her fair skin, as if thousands of centipedes were wriggling beneath it.

In recent days, as the influence of the Great Whale Power deepened, the Black Blood Poison in Little Crow grew worse.

This writhing Black Blood was eroding not just the flesh but had also penetrated her mind, leading her into mental derangement.

Little Crow was afflicted with the highest-level Black Blood, and even the Ice Witch, having tried everything she could, remained helpless, only able to enhance Little Crow’s physique and use the Holy Whip of Frostwinter Kingdom’s Ascetics to assuage her pain with more pain.

Yet, with her help, and despite having ascended to a Catastrophe Messenger, Little Crow’s life, under the daily lashings, was like a candle flickering in the wind.

Little Crow clutched at the Ice Witch’s thigh, pleading:

“Teacher, please use the Ice Whip on me again, I beg you, I feel like I’m going to mutate…”

The power of Black Blood is irreversible… If the issue of Black Blood isn’t solved… then a continuous stream of the powerful will fall and become apostles of the Black Whale… The Ice Witch looked at the extremely weakened Little Crow and sighed helplessly.

She could only comply with Little Crow’s request, using the Ice Whip to keep her calm.

Smack, smack, smack!

After some time, the pain-muted Little Crow finally became quiet.

“Sigh…”

After applying potion to Little Crow’s wounds, the Ice Witch returned to her desk to continue writing the letter.

Tonight, she wanted to write a letter.

This letter was for Fen’s parents.

These days, the Ice Witch had sporadically used some lower-level Destiny Images.

Yet, in each image, she was unable to withstand the power of the Great Whale.

As her former student once said, in resisting the Great Whale during the last tide, coupled with the erosion by Sea Coffin’s power, she had lost far too much strength.

Moreover, they had unexpectedly received aid from the Black Blood Empire.

In today’s allied forces campaign, the Black Whale Group had yet to deploy weapons made from the Great Whale’s power…

As the Destiny Image had foretold, if she continued to fight, the people around her would leave her one by one.

And a question unavoidably emerged in her mind.

That was, whether to let Fen go back?

This question lingered long in her mind.

Finally, the Ice Witch took up her pen.

Unlike me, who inherited the will of Frostwinter Monastery, blessed by the Thorny Goddess and destined to save others with my life, Fen was from the beginning just a tool for my revival…

Fen is not like Chen Qi, lacking the resolve to stand at the pinnacle of the waves, nor a divine mission granted by the gods.

Moreover, with Little Black Hair, I no longer need a second tool; Little Black Hair is the perfect new tool…

Fen’s current strength is but a vase, a worthless piece of junk that can only provide potions… She serves no purpose here and would only drag me and Little Black Hair down… I will not miss her… the Ice Witch thought as she wrote:

“Dear both, it has been a long time. Your child has been diagnosed with Blood Flower Disease in its final stage. Should she not receive treatment, she will inevitably mutate. Over these days, we have encountered Princess Isa, the Third Princess…”

“We might assist Princess Isa in completing the task of the Golden Canary Family. With Isa’s favor, coupled with Fen’s current talents, the Family Head of the Golden Canary Family will not reject you as they did when you were young, they would be willing to treat Fen…”

“Also, Fen has made the acquaintance of a scoundrel named Little Black Hair, and their relationship is still…”

The Ice Witch paused as she wrote this, hesitating for a moment before quietly crossing out the last line.

Every prediction from her Destiny Images foresaw a future of despair.

The dark tides had already begun, and no one could escape tragedy.

She and Little Black Hair might most likely end up buried in this vast sea.

Fen’s parents would probably never see him again.

If Fen did not leave now, there might truly be no chance in the future.

Having said that, she placed the letter into an exquisitely flowered envelope.

Thud! Thud!

“Teacher, I’m here…”

Just as the Ice Witch gripped the envelope, a gentle knocking came from outside the door.