The Witcher: Start with the Lord Marrying a Wife.

Chapter 289: Subjugating the Sick Witch
"A sea dragon crashes against the shore - the force of a great tide!"

Seeing this, David gathered all his strength together, and a huge wave like a surging ocean wave burst out from his body.

Like the most primitive and violent information between heaven and earth, it swept towards the sick witch with unstoppable force!

Faced with this terrifying tide, the sick witch finally showed fear, raised her hands high and chanted a spell.

However, just as she was about to complete the spell, the tide swept in, ruthlessly hitting her and everything around her!
The entire slave ship was almost shaking, and many slaves fell down due to severe dizziness. Those who were bound were also caught in the shaking and fled in a panic.

Finally, under the impact of this huge wave, the sick witch was pushed down fiercely, her armor was broken, and blood spurted out. She could no longer withstand such a powerful attack!

The sick female witch was hit hard by the tide, blood spurted out, and her face showed shock and unwillingness.

The strength she had cultivated for many years seemed so fragile in front of David, like a branch broken by the wind, vulnerable to a single blow.

"I won't accept this!" She roared in her heart, furious, but she knew she was powerless to resist.

Those black whirlpools also burst one by one under the impact of the huge waves. At the same time, the magic circle she cast also began to collapse.

"Why are you so powerful?"

She stared at David in disbelief, despair and anger flashing in her eyes.

"You are too weak." David said calmly.

The sick witch endured the pain in her body, but she began to waver deep down.

Faced with such a powerful opponent, she suddenly realized that she could no longer continue this meaningless resistance.

"How ironic..." She whispered to herself, with a hint of helplessness in her eyes.

"I once fought for slaves, became a slave owner, and now I have to submit to a slave redeemer."

At this moment, black energy gradually gathered around her, and she tried to struggle and fight back, but the energy seemed extremely weak, in sharp contrast to David.

"Die or surrender." David looked directly at the sick witch.

He cast a spell to slow down the surrounding tides, "If you surrender, I can spare your life."

A four-ring female wizard is rare.

With the help of this fourth-ring female wizard, he can raise his source of magic power to the fifth ring.

At that time, if he can raise his mental power to the fifth ring and his talent mark to the fifth ring, he can be promoted to a formal five-ring wizard.

Under David's intimidation, the sick witch's inner struggle became more and more obvious.

She looked up at David, her eyes revealing a complex mix of emotions—despair, anger, and a hint of reluctance mixed with fear.

The black armor on her body was shattered by Wang Chao's impact, and blood flowed down the wounds, making her look even weaker.

"I... don't want to die."

The sick witch finally whispered, her voice so weak that it was almost inaudible.

But she knew in her heart that the man in front of her was absolutely capable of ending her life, and she was powerless to continue to fight him.

Once upon a time, she was confident that she possessed great power, but now she is forced into a desperate situation.

"So, do you choose to surrender?" David leaned forward slightly and asked in a gentle tone.

"I...I do."

The sick witch uttered these words with difficulty, her voice trembling, but was immediately replaced by a strange determination.

After hearing the other party's words, David activated the contract mark in his body.

Although the sick witch has expressed her willingness to surrender in front of David, her heart is still full of contradictions and struggles.

An intuition deep in her soul told her that signing the contract meant a complete change and that she would lose her freedom forever.

"Do I...do I really want to?"

She whispered to herself, with an undisguised uneasiness in her voice, "Can I really accept becoming his indentured slave?"

David sensed the struggle within her, and he knew it was perfectly normal.

He slowed down his momentum slightly, and tried to soothe me in a calm tone: "This contract is not the bondage you imagine. All you need is to submit to me."

However, her past kept coming back to her mind.

Those dark days in the slave base, those days when she was forced to submit to others, reminded her all the time what submission meant.

“This is not what I want…”

The sick witch shook her head slowly, but her body was unable to move.

The black energy still lingered around her, like an invisible cage, binding her tightly.

She wanted to resist.

However, the powerful aura coming from David surged like a tide, making her feel suffocated and desperate.

As time went on, she gradually realized that the struggle was almost futile.

Under tremendous pressure and despair, an anxiety hidden deep in the heart gradually surfaced - it was a sense of uncertainty about the new destiny and the future.

At this moment, David finally activated the mark of the contract in his body, and a ray of light emerged from his fingertips.

He stretched out his light directly towards the sick witch, and the light seemed to contain some mysterious power, illuminating everything around it.

"No! Stop!"

The sick witch instinctively wanted to resist, but her body seemed to be restrained by an invisible force, making any movement difficult.

"I can't just give in like this, I can't!"

However, the mark of the contract had already been unfolded, and she had almost no power to resist in the face of near-absolute power.

That warm and firm light invaded the depths of her soul, constantly interweaving and colliding with her consciousness, making everything blurry.

At this moment, she felt a huge pressure and pain intertwined, and the black energy was instantly torn apart by the light like a tide!
"what!"

The sick witch couldn't help but let out a scream of pain, feeling as if something inside her body was being torn and reshaped.

The fear and anger that had always accompanied him began to attack his mental defenses, but this time, there was no chance to escape or resist.

Under this huge spiritual impact, both the past and the present turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared.

Finally, after endless struggles, the sick witch finally collapsed. "I surrender... I sign this contract..."

As the last word fell into my ears, the warm light enveloped my entire soul like a torrent, and the spiritual contract was completed in an instant!

A black air flow emanated from her body. It was the negative emotions that had been bound deep in her soul for many years and had never been released - hatred, pain, and all the torture she had experienced in the past.

At this moment, everything came to nothing.

After the sick witch's spiritual contract was completed, the atmosphere around her suddenly changed. She felt a sense of relief and liberation, but this relief did not last long.

David's gaze once again turned to the slave traders who were still in chaos.

These slave traders had been shocked by the huge waves and spells in the previous battle. Although they had some weapons, they seemed extremely vulnerable at the moment.

David couldn't help but feel a surge of anger in his heart, thinking about how these people had oppressed and tortured innocent lives.

He waved his hand and took the sick female wizard into the Elemental Wizard Tower, preparing to launch the final settlement against these traffickers.

"Do you still dare to continue to resist?"

David shouted loudly, and his words echoed in the air like thunder, and those despicable and sinister people suddenly felt panic.

They looked at each other, realizing that they had lost their chance to escape or resist.

"Quick! Run away!"

The voice of one of the slavers trembled, and he began to back away, but was pushed closer by the people around him.

Others also wanted to escape from this place, but they were unable to move under such a powerful force.

"You are destined to pay for your crimes!"

Before he finished speaking, David had already set off. He activated the Sea Dragon God blood in his body and rushed towards the panicked crowd at lightning speed.

As he raised his arms, powerful spells were cast and rays of light swept in like raging waves.

"Water Strike!"

He chanted a spell loudly, and the huge stream of water rushed forward like a sharp sword, knocking down a slave trader in front of him completely.

He fell to the ground, unable to resist any longer. He could only struggle in pain, but he could no longer escape this punishment.

The other slave traders became even more terrified upon seeing this, and they tried desperately to gather their strength to resist, but facing David's extremely powerful magic and fighting skills, such resistance was almost futile.

One after another, some people were torn into the water by the shock wave, while others were directly blown away, drawing arcs in the air and then falling heavily, leaving only painful and dying figures.

"Leave no one alive! Make them pay for their crimes!" David ordered.

This also encouraged the dragon wizards who were fighting around them.

As more magic was unleashed, the slavers' lines collapsed even more quickly.

In just a few minutes, the entire venue was filled with screams and despair.

Some tried to surrender, but that was pointless.

Under this absolute power, no begging for mercy can buy survival, and everyone who has ever desired power and money can hardly avoid his own fate!

Eventually, under the influence of strong tides and fierce winds, this small boat, which was originally full of sin and dark dealings, became precarious.

Soon after, it became part of the ocean, and the souls of those who happily pursued evil interests would sink forever at the bottom of the sea, never to return to the sunny earth.

As the slave traders were destroyed, David turned around and looked back at the slave ship that was beaten by the waves and was vulnerable.

Looking at the place that was once filled with sin and despair, but has now turned into the silence of the seabed, he couldn't help feeling a sense of relief.

However, he knew that the battle was not over, and what he really needed to face were the innocent souls oppressed by the slave traders.

"Let's go back first!" David commanded loudly.

The surrounding dragonborn wizards responded quickly and placed the injured and exhausted slaves on the ship one by one.

Everyone's face was filled with fear and despair, but at the same time there was a glimmer of expectation and hope.

After several days of difficult and long sailing, they finally returned to the waters of Cape Haiwang.

In this new land, the sea is no longer surging with fear, but with hope.

These slaves were arranged in a wizard gathering place, and David would help them build a village nearby and settle down.

"Welcome to the Blue Island!"

David greeted these new souls with a smile. His face was kind, but he exuded an aura of convincing and dependence.

"You've been through everything, but this will be your new home, and here you can start over."

Looking at the new environment before them, the slaves finally shed long-suppressed tears of gratitude and relief.

Some people couldn't believe that they could escape from the past, while others were full of expectations for the future. They hugged each other and shared this hard-earned new life.

As time goes by, this land will surely become a place of spiritual comfort for many who escape the darkness.

In this place, they can rebuild their homes, learn new skills, support each other, and turn past misfortunes into a stronger desire and pursuit for future life.

After David settled all the villagers, he came to his wizard tower on Blue Island.

When he signed the contract with the sick female witch, he accidentally discovered that the sick female witch had the aura of a bloodline wizard in her body.

Apparently, there is a connection between sick witches and bloodline wizards.

These slaves should also be sent to the location of the bloodline wizards. The training and experiments of the bloodline wizards require a lot of living test subjects.

"We need to talk."

David said to her, hoping to get more information about the blood wizard.

The sick witch sat quietly in a corner of the room, her expression still showing a trace of fatigue and uneasiness, but she knew that she was no longer the person who was forced to submit in the past.

"What do you want to ask?" she asked calmly, but there was a hint of vigilance in her eyes.

She always had a fear of bloodline wizards, who were a group of people who would do anything to achieve their goal in pursuit of power.

"I need you to tell me everything about the island and the blood wizard."

David was blunt.

"The aura in your body may provide me with clues."

Hearing this, the sick witch's expression flickered slightly.

After a brief silence, she slowly spoke: "I have heard of a place called 'Blood Shadow Island'. It is a secret place hidden in the mist."

"It is said that this is where all bloodline wizards conduct experiments and practice."

"Blood Shadow Island?" David repeated, the name making him feel alarmed. "Where is it?"

"It is located in the southwest of the Sea of ​​Death. It is surrounded by violent storms and strange currents. Few people can get close to it."

The sick witch continued, "Only those who master certain spells can pass through those barriers, but even then, it is extremely dangerous."

(End of this chapter)