Witch, Fireball and Steam Evil God

Chapter 12 Funeral
"Why, is there someone in this town that you care about? Or are you just unable to get over the hurdle in your heart?"

The witch asked.

Her followers burst into laughter, especially the butler of Baron Bird whom she named. His face under the cloak was full of madness, his eyes were wide open, and his mouth was opened as wide as possible. Ethan was really worried that he would die from laughing.

He guessed that this might be a peculiar orientation party.

Followers of witches have all gone through this process.

"In that case, I'll come and help you. Do you see this rain? This is a gift I prepared for the town."

The witch stretched out her right hand, letting the rainstorm accumulate in her palm. "I heard that your sheriff is a graduate of the Enlightenment Academy. She must have found out that there is something wrong with the water source in Riverside Town. She should be mobilizing the whole town to deal with me, right? But the water source that can carry the curse is not just your drinking water. Although the effect is not that obvious, it can make them experience the pain of their bodies decaying bit by bit."

She emphasized, "Yes, everyone you know will die eventually. The only difference is how long the painful process will last. In fact, you are helping them by doing this. You don't want them to struggle in despair for too long, right?"

The witch's voice was drowned out by the rain and wild laughter, and the laughter around her gradually turned into the roar of wild beasts.

Ethan glanced at Baron Bird's butler. The man in his fifties smiled as if he was angry.

This is why Ethan doesn't like going out.

He lives in a world full of dangers. It is so dangerous that if you try to walk out of the town, you will sooner or later be surrounded by a group of evil believers or dark creatures. In fact, in his imagination, such a scene has happened countless times, but this time it really happened in front of him.

The good news is that he's had plenty of time to think.

He sorted out his current situation.

The evil witch has made a comeback through Baron Bird's daughter, planning to kill everyone in the town with a rainstorm, which also means that she is at least a third-level extraordinary being.

The third level is a threshold set by people. Those who cross this threshold have transcended the scope of humanity and become an existence that ordinary people cannot understand.

In other words, he is facing a follower of an evil god who has a group of followers and is eager to take revenge on Ximu Town.

The three heroes who had defeated her were all dead, and their descendants were of little use.

Therefore, the fate of Riverwood Town is doomed - it will be destroyed by the followers of the evil god, and all souls will be offered as sacrifices to the evil god Bazatos.

The extremely unfavorable situation left Ethan with no choice, and all his previous thoughts could only lead to the same conclusion.

——No witnesses can be left.

The weak body of a magician means that he cannot expose himself in public and become a target of others' conspiracy.

So from now on, he had to start thinking about his future.

"Where do you want to go?"

The witch asked in astonishment. Ethan's reaction was unexpected. He did not give an answer, but turned around and walked towards the cottage shrouded by heavy rain.

This was one of her favorite shows.

She enjoyed the process of a person being crushed by despair and becoming a puppet who only obeyed her orders - this was the case with everyone here.

"Go get the jar."

The answer came from the rain.

"What are you doing with the jar?"

"The weather forecast says there will be hail today."

hail?

Was this a case of being frightened to death, or an emotional breakdown due to despair?

uninteresting.

"you--"

The command came to an abrupt end, and the witch suddenly gasped. The tearing pain made her grit her teeth. She stared at her raised palm in a daze. A hole appeared in the palm of her hand at some point, and the rainwater that had accumulated just now flowed down from the pierced part and merged into the heavy rain again.

The biting cold rushed through the wound to her whole body. No blood oozed out of the wound, and a layer of ice formed the moment it was pierced.

Elemental Shaper!? An absurd thought came to mind.

Why would an elemental shaper appear in such a remote place?
Why didn't she see the process of chanting the spell at all?

All this happened in a flash, leaving her no time to think. She saw Ethan only take two steps forward, and then all the laughter disappeared. The people who were still laughing wildly a second ago fell forward. When the witch looked carefully, she noticed that their bodies were covered with fist-sized wounds.

It tore the flesh and pierced the bones, enough to terrify anyone with trypophobia.

They still maintained their smiles, as if they were unaware of the fact that they were already dead.

The same thing was happening to her.

She suddenly remembered the meteorite that fell from the clouds on the night of the blood moon. An untimely natural disaster interrupted the sacrificial ceremony and also allowed Ximu Town to survive for a few days.

Now it seems……

Was that actually a spell cast by someone?

Are you kidding me?
What a joke!
She took a step forward, and her unsupported body fell straight onto the rain-soaked soil.

"Puff-"

……

This is the consequence of the legal profession exposing itself to the light.

All the noise outside the wooden house disappeared, leaving only the sound of the rain.

"Ms. Chloe, help me get that jar over there."

"Goo!"

This was the largest jar in the cabin, originally used to store sundries. Ethan emptied the dusty items inside, piled them on the table, took out a piece of parchment and stuck it on it, and wrote Becky's name on it with a pen.

Then there was Baron Bird's butler.

Ethan explained to Miss Chloe, who tilted her head, and taught her the making technique. "This is a tradition in my hometown. It is used to commemorate the spirits of the deceased. The deceased is burned to ashes, and then the ashes are placed in a container for worship and buried in a Feng Shui treasured place."

In his opinion, Fireball and Frostbolt have many uses.

Lighting, driving away the cold, dissipating heat, or creating water sources can bring many conveniences to daily life. The only thing he doesn't like is using magic to fight. For example, changing the form of rain to make it form a hailstorm. This is the change brought about by the entry-level ice arrow, but it also means that he has to deal with people's aftermath again.

Fireball can effectively remove all traces of those people's existence.

"Ms. Chloe, I have a crucial question for you."

Ethan stopped writing with a deep look in his eyes.

"Goo?"

Chloe straightened up, looking a little nervous.

"Besides Becky and the housekeeper, what were the others' names?"

The incident happened suddenly and due to the pressure of the environment, he forgot to ask everyone's name, which caused him great difficulties in handling the aftermath.

Miss Chloe first responded to his confused look, then looked around anxiously, it seemed that this was also a problem for her.

The stalemate lasted for nearly two minutes.

"I see."

Ethan started writing again and added the names of the other victims.

Butler B, Butler C, Butler D...

He was grief-stricken.

Miss Becky and her seven old housekeepers slept here.

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