Witch, I'm really not an ancient god of the deep sea!

Chapter 383 The Witch Anne and the Saint of Books

On the high seas, a nimble white dove carries the witch's message, traversing waves, islands, and storms, until it arrives at a magnificent floating city on the clear ocean!

The White Tower Sea, the largest naval base, the city of moving ships, the Tower of Books.

The white dove slowed down, passed through the outer barrier of the Tower of Books, bent down, and came to the wide scroll avenue.

On this great road, there are no hunters covered in wounds.

In order to obtain more intelligence, the White Tower Federation organized two warships to set off to explore the Misty Sea in an attempt to find information about the Black Blood Empire and the Black Whale Gang.

However, in the boundless fog, both warships perished, and the Hunter Association of the White Tower Federation suffered a heavy blow.

Along with the hunters' failure, the twelve resource-mining rift islands on the border were also attacked by pirates, suffering heavy losses.

Beneath their feet, children of refugees on a border island are calling out for their mothers.

The white dove, its azure eyes fixed on the wounded children before it, quickened its pace and continued its flight towards the top of the Tower of Books.

The Spiral Library Tower, the abode of the saint of books!

She walked against the wind all the way up to the spiral door on the top floor.

Above the spiral gate lay countless wounded third-tier female superhumans.

Among them were blonde noble ladies from top families in the White Tower Federation.

They lay weakly on the ground, muttering to themselves.

"Impossible! I'm the top scorer in the intermediate spiritual power assessment at White Tower University! I came here carrying the honor of my family! These commoners!"

"Should I not have mocked her for being a country bumpkin?"

Who exactly is that woman?

Why did I change the answer to that question?

Why didn't I choose C?

Before the Spiral Gate, many students lay on the ground, muttering incantations.

These normally rational and refined students have descended into madness.

The white dove glanced at it, but wasn't particularly surprised. Instead, it flew straight through the spiral corridor filled with oil paintings, heading towards the top floor.

She flew over the heads of countless wounded students and finally saw another open door.

The Spiral Library with 50 million books!
White doves leaped over the door.

A huge cylindrical library came into view.

In the spacious hall, towering bookshelves reach the ceiling, with fifty million books neatly arranged among them.

Among them are a large number of ancient and extraordinary books.

Their paper is yellowed and the writing is mottled, yet it reveals an indescribable power of bookishness, filling the entire library with a solemn and serene atmosphere.

In the very center of the solemn library hall, filled with books, stands an object that seems out of place—

Under the star- and moon-decorated ceiling, a huge rocking bed hung high.

The suspended rocking bed swayed slightly, and looking up from below, one could vaguely see a strand of azure curly hair and a small hand turning the pages of a book.

On the rocking bed, one could vaguely see countless wriggling, obscure spiritual characters.

She is none other than Aslina, the strongest saint in the Tower of Books in three hundred years!
Beneath the rocking bed were the third-tier students who had made it to the final round of interviews.

These students had all collapsed, lying on the ground barely alive, having exhausted their physical and mental strength.

Finally, only a white-haired girl covered in blood knelt on the ground, quietly praying for the Saint of Books to announce the results.

She was panting heavily, not daring to say another word.

Beside the girl sat a trembling water sprite, its eyes filled with fear.

This white-haired girl, who resembled a robot, was the only student in the entire library who hadn't collapsed.

"So this is the winner of the Book Witch's Trial..." A hint of suspicion flashed in White Dove's eyes.

Among the many geniuses in her images who had a chance to pass the trial, there was no such person!

Then, the white dove gently flapped its wings downwards, transforming into a scattered feather.

Immediately afterwards, a woman covered in feathers emerged from the pure white feathers.

She is Emma, ​​the messenger of natural disasters from the White Tower Sea!

Emma possesses the rare skill of the Cup Lamp, the Dove Avatar, which allows her to freely switch between dove and human forms.

Without hesitation, the White Tower Calamity Messenger knelt down and solemnly said:

"Elma, the Holy One of Books and messenger of natural disasters, has important information to report to you!"

The Ice Witch has been resurrected, and the A-rank rift has collapsed. This is an event that will affect the entire ocean's格局 (geju, a term referring to the overall situation or structure)!

However, the Saint of Books on the cradle remained silent for a long time in the face of Emma's anxious request.

"what--"

After a long while, the Sage of Books let out a long yawn, closed the book in his hands, and said in an extremely languid tone:
"Speak, what's the important matter?"

Emma, ​​the messenger from the White Tower Catastrophe, briefly stated the known information:
"According to our latest news, the recently rising Black Hunter has joined forces with the Ice Demon Pirates to clear the A-rank rift."

She had heard about the Witch Sea long ago.

Things like Black Hunter and Azure Beast.

But none of these things could arouse her interest.

"At the same time, the Ice Witch has been resurrected, and the distortion of the A-rank rift, the Coffin of the Sea, has reached the critical value."

It has been confirmed that a massive collapse will occur within a day, and the released power will affect the entire ocean!

In that instant, even the third-tier transcendent being on the verge of death on the ground couldn't help but show a shocked expression.

Most of the girls who are able to get here are those who have achieved certain results at the White Tower Federal University.

They knew perfectly well what an A-level crack meant.

Within the barren Witch Sea, there is actually a possibility of three A-rank rifts appearing.

Moreover, within a month of the rift's creation, someone actually cleared the A-rank rift!
The appearance of the A-rank rift, or the fact that someone was able to clear it, was enough to shock these still young third-rank superhumans like never before.

Even An, who passed the final exam, couldn't help but have her pupils contract, bite her bleeding lip, and tremble!

What is Qi up to now?
This news even surpassed her passing the exam smoothly.

"The Ice Witch!"

brush!
A petite figure reacted, suddenly sprang to her feet, and sat up.

At this moment, everyone present was taken aback.

They hadn't seen the true face of Aslina, the Saint of Books, or her demonic eyes filled with runes and circuits for a long time.

A petite blue-haired woman leaned against a rocking bed, her messy, curly hair scattered like a dark ocean, with a few playful strands falling beside her cheek as she turned the pages of a book.

She wore a loose robe, the hem of which swayed slightly with the rocking of the cradle, and a rare look of shock flashed in her eyes, which were covered with heavy black eye bags!

"The Ice Witch is back?"

The Sage of Books asked again.

She has to sit up and talk about this!
"Yes, she's back, even though you said last week that she couldn't be coming back now..."

"Did I say that?"

"The Sage of Books said lazily."

“You said I have a record of it.”

"..."

The Sage of Books paused for a second, then said:

"Give me the records of the natural disaster detection work."

"Follow your command, Saint of the Book."

Emma summoned a white dove and then had the dove deliver the record to the Saint of Books.

The Sage of Books took the record and quickly scanned it.

It contains detailed data on the distribution of the rifts in the Witch Sea.

According to data, the number of rifts in the Witch's Sea is still increasing!

The more the sage of books read, the more his brow furrowed.

Looking at the expression on the Book Saint's face, the Messenger of Calamity, Airo, couldn't help but swallow.

Most of the time, the saint of books has a lazy and indifferent expression.

But now, a rare look of worry appeared on her face.

Emma, ​​the messenger from the White Tower, asked:

"Sage of Books, what are your instructions?"

The Sage of Books, resting his chin on his hand, tapped his thigh and asked:
"Currently, there are several signs of the formation of Rank A cracks?"

"As we predicted, in the Witch Sea, besides the already formed Coffin of the Great Ocean, there is a possibility that A-rank rifts will be formed in the nearshore areas and the Misty Sea..."

A flicker of fear crossed the White Pagoda messenger's eyes:
"This time, the scale of the rift tide far exceeds that of the last one!"
Based on historical records, this one will be far larger than the last one.

"Do not……"

The Sage of Books, seemingly out of nowhere, possessed an ancient, yellowed book:
"This time, the scale will surpass any previous one in history."

Then, she tilted her head and placed her hand on her ear.

In her ears came the sounds of waves, crabs crawling on the beach, and an indescribable sound from the border that resembled the screams of countless babies.

"That bastard deserves to be resurrected."

The sage of books crossed his legs and gave the order:

"Emma, ​​convey my message."

Apart from the necessary weather towers guarding the White Tower Sea, all weather reconnaissance messenger teams are on standby at the Tower of Books!

The entire team of the Book Tower Intelligence Hunters (Parts 1-3) entered the Witch's Sea to gather intelligence on the Black Hunters and the Ice Demon Pirate Crew.

"By the way, wasn't there a hunter team that had contact with the Black Hunters before? Arrange for them to come see me again." Emma, ​​the White Tower messenger, took out paper and pen, wrote down the orders one by one, and then asked:

"What other work does the saint of books have?"

The saint of books bowed his head, repeatedly tapping his heart with his fingers:
"The Tower of Notifications has entered Level 1 combat status. After a three-hour rest period, we will officially enter the Witch's Sea."

The moment she finished speaking, Emma, ​​the White Tower messenger, stopped recording.

"Level 1 combat status? Entering the Witch's Sea?"

Once the Tower of Books enters the Witch's Sea, it will unleash chaos upon the entire ocean!

Unlike ordinary ships, the Tower of Books is the embodiment of the White Tower Federation Navy, its largest naval base!

The seriousness of this matter far surpasses even the cooperation between General Blood and the Black Whale Gang!

The White Pagoda messenger said:

“Sage of the Book, I must obtain the Tower Master’s order and the order of the Sea Hunter Association President before I can enter Level One combat…”

The Tower of Books' reckless entry into the Witch's Sea is tantamount to declaring war on the Kingdom of Chaobei!

The students who had been defeated on the ground couldn't help but widen their eyes.

They never expected that they would hear such explosive news so soon after failing their exam.

However, they still had one question.

Who is the Black Hunter? The people of the White Tower Federation were full of questions.

On the Sea of ​​White Tower, the Newspaper Reader, one of the seven great pirate generals of the Black Whale Gang, is far superior to Chen Qi.

The White Pagoda messenger took a deep breath and asked again:
"Are we really going to enter the Witch's Sea?"

Faced with the skepticism of the messenger of natural disasters, the Sage of Books simply smiled:
"Three hundred years ago, the White Tower and the Bei Kingdom Federation had a naval battle, a war for the A-level rift 'World Flood'."

Today, the Tower of Books, with its hull stretching for ten thousand meters, originated from this.

The White Pagoda messenger paused for a moment.

The White Tower Federation's immense naval power is built upon this massive 10,000-meter-long ship.

Without the A-rank rift, there would be no Tower of Books!

The strategic value of the A-level cracks far exceeds expectations.

Furthermore, the forbidden items within can alter the very fabric of the extraordinary world.

The sage of books peruses the pages of books.

Currently, no one has obtained either the Blade of Rift or the Coffin of Ice, the only forbidden creations within the rift of the Coffin of the Sea!

Anyone who achieves a rating of B+ or higher has a chance to obtain these two forbidden artifacts!

Each of these forbidden weapons is enough to build a family!
The sea has become interesting… she murmured to herself.

"The Rift War is not up to us. The war began the moment the A-rank Rift collapsed."

The crowd in front of them was extremely excited.

They couldn't imagine the scenario of the Kingdom of Bel and the White Tower Federation going to war!

It should be noted that they have maintained peace for three hundred years.

Over the years, the White Tower Federation and the Kingdom of Bei have maintained the closest alliance.

The Sage of Books continued:
"No one can resist the allure of the A-rank rift. Whether it's the Golden Flower Bird Kingdom or the Black Blood Empire, they will rush into the Witch's Sea like a pack of hungry wolves."

Immediately afterward, the Sage of Books noticed the doubts of the crowd and smiled slightly:
"Don't worry, we're just entering the Witch's Sea. There's no need to worry about the hostility of the Bei Kingdom. Soon, the Bei Kingdom will be begging us to enter the Witch's Sea."

They were begging us to come in… A hint of doubt flashed through the White Tower messenger’s mind.

Why did the Kingdom of Beg ask the Tower of Books to enter the Witch's Sea?

She silently memorized the order.

And at the very moment he stopped writing, the sage of calligraphy snapped his fingers.

In the eyes of the White Pagoda messenger, one scene after another suddenly appeared.

The harbinger of natural disasters possesses an innate ability to predict major natural disasters.

In her twenty-seven years of life, she had witnessed countless calamities that destroyed cities, and also seen countless terrifying natural disasters in the cracks!

She was already used to remaining calm in the face of any disaster.

Even now, her hands were still trembling uncontrollably.

Her pupils reflected a blackness that did not belong to this world.

On that boundless sea of ​​rifts, a giant eye, resembling a blood-red maw, gazes down upon this world from the horizon!

In the whirlpool near the sea, a giant hand is slowly emerging from the abyss!

In an unknown land, a long-forgotten statue of the sea god is being pulled out by countless twisted believers!
"This is……"

The White Pagoda messenger trembled uncontrollably.

The scenes she witnessed were all disasters related to the A-level rift!

But the most crucial point is that these disasters all occurred above the Witch Sea, not within the rift!
There is another extremely terrifying point:
All A-level cracks will collapse!
The Sage of Books explained:

"This disaster is not something that the country of Bei can withstand alone."

All the A-level cracks collapsed... The White Tower Messenger had a bad feeling.

Under normal circumstances, the collapse of a single A-level rift is enough to distort the structure of the ocean.

If multiple rifts are stacked together, a forbidden rift might be created above an A-rank rift.

“I understand, Your Excellency, the Sage of Books.”

The White Pagoda messenger nodded.

If all the A-rank rifts collapse, then the Tower of Books must enter the Witch Sea no matter what.

Otherwise, the White Tower Federation may very well lose the ocean completely!
Emma, ​​the messenger from the White Tower, rose to say goodbye.

"I hope that ice witch won't bother me too soon; I still need to teach my new disciples—"

The Saint of Books let out a long yawn, then lowered her head and looked down at Anhe, the Water Sprite, who had been kneeling for a long time.

The Sage of Books asked:
"An, why are you shaking?"

"I……"

An didn't know how to describe her feelings.

While she was diligently preparing for the trial and striving to become stronger at the fourth rank, Chen Qi had already become a legend and cleared the A-rank rift!
That wretched fellow! As both a teacher and a student, beneath his calm exterior, a powerful desire was brewing.

"Is it the Black Hunter?"

The sage of books asked a question.

"..."

An's pupils suddenly contracted.

Why would the Book Saint know about her secret relationship with the Black Hunter?

Is it Melanie...? Ann suddenly realized, and a look of fear appeared in her eyes.

If the White Tower Messenger wasn't lying, then all the high-level superhumans now want to find the Black Hunter!
The saint of books said casually:

"These are just guesses, don't be afraid, An, you have the talent to absorb A-rank rift magic networks."

do you know?

Even many fifth-tier saints cannot connect to an A-tier rift...

You are a miracle among miracles, a genius among geniuses, though I've seen plenty of others like you.

"..."

An swallowed a mouthful of water.

Suddenly, the Saint of Books seemed to realize something, and he lowered his head, resting his head on his arms:
"Based on my deduction, the Black Hunter is the witch's disciple."

Don't worry, with my guidance, you'll surpass the Black Hunter, okay?

Beyond Qi… An was captivated by the promise of the Saint of Books and hurriedly said:

"Thank you for your kindness!"

The saint of books let out a long yawn:

"From now on, you are my student, and you need to pay a tuition fee of one hundred million shells."

One hundred million shell coins? An looked up, her eyes filled with confusion.

After passing this trial, you'll have to pay tuition!
She said from the bottom of her heart:

"I have no money."

"..."

The Saint of Books paused for a moment, then raised his small hand and pointed to the water spirit beside An:
"Then let's use that pet to pay off the debt. I happen to be short of a water sprite."

Water sprite? An swallowed a mouthful of water.

From the moment she entered the library, the Saint of Books kept his eyes fixed on the Water Sprite!
Legend has it that the Sage of Books loved to sleep and had very high standards for sleep quality.

An mustered his courage and asked:
"Great Sage of Books, no, Teacher... do you need a pillow?"

The water sprite is so soft, it's super comfortable to use as a pillow.

Pillow? The Saint of Books tilted his head in confusion:

"No, it's a bath towel. I've always wanted a water sprite to use as a bath towel."

"what?"

An was stunned.

The saint of books narrowed his eyes and yawned:
"Alright, it's late, An. Get into my bed, and I'll tell you some secrets about the Ice Witch."

"what?"

"Get into your bed?" Even the usually calm An couldn't help but exclaim "Ah!" again.

(End of this chapter)