The Witcher: Start with the Lord Marrying a Wife.

Chapter 285 The Watery Witch

Deep in the dark forest.

Four dark wizards sat around the altar, fanatical looks flashing on their faces.

Their figures were distorted and strange in the dim candlelight, and the air was filled with the scent of black magic and ancient spells.

Tonight, they are no longer simply looking for a soul, but have set their sights on the mysterious island in the distance.

"We need to sacrifice the entire island!"

The thin wizard said in a hoarse but firm voice, his eyes burning.

He pointed to the yellowed ancient map, on which the location of the island was marked, surrounded by complex runes drawn in blood.

"Only by sacrificing this land can we summon the demons that sleep in the abyss."

Another burly, bearded wizard sneered, "But the island is surrounded by water spirits and protectors. We need a bait to lure them away."

"I have a way." The long-haired wizard smiled slightly and took out a small gem that was sparkling with green light from his arms.

"This crystal can confuse any water spirit. Just drop it into the lake and they will be attracted away."

"Good idea!" The thin wizard nodded excitedly, "When they all gather together, we can cast a spell to plunge the entire island into darkness."

The last old wizard listened quietly. He slowly stood up and looked up at the night sky.
"Sacrificing the entire island means that countless lives will be devoured. We must be prepared to face the violence and chaos after the devil's arrival. But if successful, it will also be a significant increase in our strength!"

The four dark wizards looked at each other, and the evil thoughts in their hearts grew stronger.

Under that shadow, they could no longer suppress their inner desire for power and destruction.

As preparations for the ceremony progressed, the island seemed to sense the impending unrest, and a low and sinister sound of waves could be heard from afar.

"Tonight, let this land be our key." The thin wizard said through gritted teeth.

As the night deepened, the four dark wizards decided to launch their plan and summoned members of the entire organization.

They gathered around the ancient altar, surrounded by the privacy and darkness of the woods.

The air was filled with tension and excitement, and everyone knew that tonight would be the night that would determine their fate.

"Everyone move out!" the thin wizard ordered loudly, and his voice echoed in the silent forest.

Following his command, wizards in various black robes emerged from the shadows, holding staves, spells and various magical tools in their hands, and all of them looked fanatical.

"Get ready, go!"

The long-haired wizard commanded the magic apprentices in the organization, and they began to draw complex and mysterious runes on the ground.

As the runes gradually complete, everyone's figures are hidden.

The members couldn't wait to set foot on the mysterious island, their hearts burning with desire for power and conquest.

"Let's go!" the burly wizard roared and strode onto the island.

A gust of cold wind blew towards them, and at the same time, they felt a strong sense of uneasiness and resistance.

The moonlight on the island shines down, like silver waves gently rippling on the water.

However, beneath this tranquility, countless protectors lurk.

Water spirits, ancient guards and other powerful creatures are watching all this vigilantly.

"Split into teams! Find the water spirits and lure them away." The long-haired wizard gave orders quickly.

They were divided into several groups, some were responsible for casting confusion spells, while others were ready to fight against any island guards that might appear.

However, just as they began to make their plans, the peace on the island was broken.

A stream of light flashed by, and a young and powerful witch walked out of the woods. She was wearing a green cloak and holding a scepter that emitted a warm light.

"You can't harm this island!" she said firmly, "This is where our strength and faith lie. You will not succeed!"

The dark wizards exchanged disdainful looks.

"Ridiculous! Do you think you can stop us?"

The thin wizard sneered, "Tonight, we will sacrifice this island, and there is nothing you can do!"

The witch closed her eyes slightly, and she felt the natural forces around her gathering.

Behind her, the water on the island began to surge, and a blue halo gradually emerged - this was the instinctive reaction of nature's forces to the invasion of dark forces.

As the witch sang the song of nature loudly, a violent storm instantly swept around the island, and the evil magic in the black robe was immediately unfolded, and various magics intertwined and rushed in the air.

As the battle broke out, the dark wizards engaged in a fierce battle with the guardians of the island.

The air was filled with magic, as spells and incantations crisscrossed the night sky, seeming to shroud the entire island in an eerie glow.

The dark wizards mercilessly released their powerful dark magic. The thin wizard swung his staff first, and a black lightning streaked across the night sky and hit a water spirit directly.

The water spirit had nowhere to escape. After being hit, it let out a mournful cry and then turned into ashes.

The guards of the surrounding islands saw their companions die tragically, and they were filled with anger and fear. They fought back desperately, using water currents and natural forces to fight against the invaders.

But despite the resistance led by witches, there were only a few protectors on the island, while dark wizard organizations poured in like a tide.

Spell after spell was cast, turning the beautiful island into ruins.

Huge rocks were turned over, trees were knocked down, innocent creatures were slaughtered in the melee, and everything became extremely tragic.

The witch tried her best to hold the land together, using her scepter to summon the forces of nature.

But as the storms swept in, she clearly felt her power gradually draining away, and the dark wizards clearly had no intention of showing her mercy.

"Come quickly! We have to end this!" roared the long-haired wizard. He could no longer tolerate the person who was interfering with their evil plans.

At the same time, the lakes on the island began to roll. Under the influence of the surge of countless creatures and the aftermath of the battle, these lakes were like an angry sea, blasting the dark forces into pieces.

However, these struggles only brought more death and despair - a young water spirit tried to rescue his injured companion, but was knocked down by a huge shadow.

Amid its desperate and shrill wails, most of the creatures on the island fell into permanent silence.

"No one can stop us!" said the thin wizard coldly.

He looked at the island before him, which had been reduced to ash, and at the ruins of everything that had once been full of life and energy.

The cruelty and arrogance in their hearts grew stronger and stronger, and they longed for endless power as if they were about to devour the entire land.

"The sacrifice is about to begin!" In the end, countless lives were ruthlessly destroyed, and all the beauty and purity on the island turned into nothingness.

After the massacre, only devastation remained, and the once lush and vibrant island has now turned into a bloodstained, dead and barren land.

The witch was exhausted. She looked at the shattered things around her, and felt helplessness and despair fill her heart.

"Why...why be so cruel?" she murmured to herself, but no one responded.

Before that bloody and tragic scene, she knew that she could not stop it and could only pray silently that those lost lives could find peace.

Just like that, under the cover of the dark night, the island was eclipsed by slaughter and despair, never to regain its former glory.

The night sky was covered with dark clouds and the wind was howling, as if foreshadowing some ominous fate for the upcoming sacrificial ceremony.

Four dark wizards stood in the center of the broken altar, their faces illuminated by the candlelight, looking even more sinister.

The thin wizard raised the staff in his hand high and chanted an ancient and forbidden spell in a low voice.

"The sacrifice begins!"

His voice echoed in the empty island like a heavy and desperate bell.

As the spell was recited, a blazing flame ignited around the altar, flickering an ominous light of black and red.

The four dark wizards gathered their strength together, and strands of dark energy wrapped around the altar like thin threads, completely surrounding it.

Behind them, the island creatures captured for sacrifice struggled helplessly, bound to the ground. They were the victims of this ritual - innocent and miserable.

"Open the gates of hell and let the demons come in!" roared the long-haired wizard, his eyes flashing with fanaticism and desire.

They believe that if they successfully summon the demon sleeping in the abyss, they will gain unparalleled power and eternal life.

As the spell grew in intensity, the air on the island began to vibrate violently.

A shrill, low humming sound came from underground, like the whimpering of an ancient creature awakening.

The earth began to crack, and a faint but terrifying red light shone through the cracks, which was an ominous sign from the depths of hell.

"Keep going! Don't stop!"

The frenzy on the burly wizard's face became more and more obvious as he pushed the spell forward, pouring his own life force into it in an effort to speed up the ritual.

However, as the sacrifice proceeded, the desperately struggling little lives around seemed to sense something. They shouted and cried out with their last bit of strength, but the sound was completely drowned out by the strong wind.

In the face of all this, they seem so small and desperate.

At this moment, a strong feeling of uneasiness suddenly emerged, and the guardians of the island tried their best to resist this evil force.

The water spirit emerged from the lake and rushed towards the dark wizard like a huge wave.

"You can't open that door, we're going to stop you!"

However, in the face of the absolutely powerful dark magic, these protectors seemed increasingly helpless.

A flash of lightning streaked across the night sky and struck the little creature that was fighting back again. Countless water spirits turned into bubbles and dissipated in the wind.

After suffering great torture, they withered miserably, leaving only fragments of their shadows floating on the lake.

At this moment, the island not far away, which was already covered with blood and debris, seemed to have become a huge slaughterhouse, and there was no longer the tranquility and peace of the past.

"Quick! Last step!"

The thin wizard looked dazed but full of excitement, his heart surging with the satisfaction of his wish coming true.

"Our power will be sublimated at this moment!"

Just as they were about to complete the final spell, the ground shook more violently, and the sound coming from underground became clearer - as fierce and irresistible as a roar.

At that moment, everything around them began to collapse and deform, and what was about to open was actually a road of no return, a door to destruction and chaos!

Finally, when the four dark wizards were becoming more and more crazy and excited, a huge crack appeared under their feet. Red light gushed out from the crack and surged into the sky like a tide.

Faced with this incredible and terrifying sight, they realized that they were summoning an uncontrollable and destructive existence.

When a fiery, scarlet door was fully opened, countless roars resounded across the entire island like thunder, turning all the beauty that had once been into nothingness!
At this point, there was no longer any protector on the island, and no life could escape.

But just as the gate of hell was about to open completely, suddenly a flash of light cut through the night sky, and then a figure slowly walked out of the light column.

David's figure appeared in mid-air, frowning as he watched the ceremony below.

Suddenly, he activated the sacrificial mark in his body, which emitted a dazzling and warm light, forming a sharp contrast with the increasingly intense dark magic around him.

"Stop, the sacrificial ceremony." David whispered.

A golden light was instantly released from it, rushing towards the four dark wizards like a fire rising from the sky.

Those who were surrounded by the thick evil energy instantly felt a strong threat and retreated in horror.

"Who are you? Why do you want to interfere with our ceremony?"

The long-haired wizard roared, but in front of David, he felt an unprecedented sense of oppression.

They thought they had everything under control, but now they find themselves in danger.

“They actually dared to open the gate to hell. Dark wizards are indeed the parasites of this world.” David sneered.

As his spell began to work, the sacrificial mark gradually became hotter and the surrounding space began to distort.

Strange and beautiful runes emerged in the air. They gathered together like trickles, covering the entire altar.

The dark wizards tried to resist with evil magic, but they found that their power was gradually absorbed.

At the same time, the trapped little creatures also felt a glimmer of hope. They quietly stopped struggling and turned their eyes to the human figure that suddenly appeared.

"I will reverse all this and make you pay for your crimes!" David concentrated and released the power of the sacrificial mark.

A strong and sacred energy surged towards the four dark wizards like a tide, enveloping them.

This power seemed like a judgment, turning all evil and despair into ashes.

The four dark wizards watched in horror at what was happening around them, realizing that they could no longer control the situation.

The figure that suddenly appeared before their eyes was able to control the ceremony they had carefully arranged in an instant, like a god who was high above and dominated everything.

(End of this chapter)