Witch, Fireball and Steam Evil God

Chapter 218 Where to find a close friend at the end of the world

No sleep for one night.

When the morning light shone into the mansion, Nightmare was still lying on the bed with her eyes open. She thought about a lot of things that night. For the believers of Bazatos, it was an incomparable honor to be able to face the great Father in Heaven directly. But after calming down, she realized a problem.

Heavenly Father seemed to have no interest in either her or Winter; He came for Ethan.

"Ethan..."

Nightmare murmured the name.

Obviously, this is not something that can be done by love potions or charms. Could it be that this young man is actually a succubus?

Nightmare was shocked by his own thoughts, but the more he thought about it, the more possible it seemed.

Succubi are the creations of the demon lord Xinkalo. They look very similar to humans. The stronger ones can even transform into the appearance that best suits the target's aesthetic taste. But on the other hand, they are extremely dangerous creatures. Those who are bewitched by succubi will eventually have their souls dedicated to Xinkalo.

They are usually willing and still have a smile on their face until the moment they are sacrificed.

She had seen many such sacrifices in the Abyss.

Nightmare fell into deep thought. Then again, what kind of feelings did she have towards Ethan?
Last night she focused too much on Winter and Rowena and did not think about this issue carefully. However, when she faced her own heart, the answer she got made her feel uneasy.

At least not annoying.

After Ethan took away her students, her subordinates, and the watchful eye from Heaven, she still couldn't hate Ethan and still thought he was a trustworthy person.

As a member of the Council of Elders, she lived in the mansion provided to her by the imperial royal family. She never worried that this was a trap and that someone would come to assassinate her in the dead of night.

Nightmare threw back the covers and got out of bed.

As soon as she went out, she smelled the aroma of butter, bacon and toast. The servants had prepared breakfast for her. When they saw her leaving, they introduced the breakfast menu to her with a smile. The warm morning light shone on Nightmare, making her a little dazed.

The imperial capital today seemed to be safer than her mansion in the abyss.

She suddenly remembered what she had seen and heard at the "Witches' Career Change Registration" office. No wonder some witches were willing to change careers and settle down in the imperial capital. If they could pass the review of the career change registration, the imperial capital would indeed be a good place to go.

There is now a policy of subsidies for opening shops. With her ability, it should not be a problem for her to open a fortune-telling shop or a dream therapy shop in the imperial capital.

Nightmare can easily enter other people's dreams, which is the origin of her title, but this does not mean that she can only create terrible things in dreams. Her ability has endless possibilities. She can allow people to see their dead relatives and lost lovers in their dreams, or according to their invitation, change the scenes in the dream into what they expect.

She absentmindedly chewed the bread covered with sour cream, imagining what it would be like when her dream therapy shop opened in the imperial capital. She was sure that the customers would come in a constant stream, because she had been there before, and freely controlled dreams were indeed addictive. So, what would be a reasonable price for a dream therapy session?

50 Golden Lions?

100 Golden Lions?

Even if the price was higher, the great nobles of the empire would be happy to pay it.

After all, there are many things in this world that can only be realized in dreams, and this is also true for those nobles who are high above...

Wait!
Nightmare came to her senses and twisted the back of her hand as a punishment. She was the most loyal believer of God and a member of the Dream Eclipse Elder Council. Why was she seriously planning to open a store in the imperial capital?

What a blasphemy!
Although Heavenly Father did not punish her, she had to take it as a warning. At the same time, her belief in the "Ethan Succubus Theory" became more certain. She believed that this was a very new type of succubus that had never been recorded in the books. Unlike those inferior species that only played with lust, Ethan's abilities were much stronger than theirs, and could even cover the entire city or even the entire empire.

Nightmare observed for a long time during the dinner and found that everyone at the party was proud to have a few words with Ethan.

The pain on the back of her hand stopped Meng Ye’s fantasy of opening a store. At the same time, she understood one thing - she could not stay in the imperial capital any longer. If she stayed here for a few more days, she might really submit an application to the Witch Reemployment Registration Office and learn more about the store opening subsidy policy.

She was torn between her conscience and her desires, and that devilish whisper kept lingering in her mind.

Isn’t this good?
If this continues, she will be persuaded sooner or later.

She suspected that Ethan might be the Tauren chieftain, who first bullied away her students and her subordinates, and now even wanted to bully away her faith.

"I'm going to see Ethan."

After enjoying breakfast and adjusting his mindset, Nightmare made a request to the maid with a determined look in his eyes.

The reason has been thought out. The festival is approaching, and they must return to the Abyss as soon as possible to make more preparations. Once back in the city, she will bring Winter back to Dream Eclipse.

"Mr. Ethan is waiting for you in the Monster Community."

"Monster community?"

Another strange term that I have never heard of.

The maid of the mansion said something to the guard, and the guard in light armor pushed an electric wheelchair in front of her.

This was the second day in the imperial capital, and Nightmare finally experienced the feeling of riding an electric wheelchair.

When the massage device started, she suddenly felt that the world was getting farther and farther away from her. The sounds around her became erratic. It was the feeling of soaking in water. The warm current surrounded her whole body. The soft cushion pulled her like a whirlpool, and her body melted into water.

At this moment, she finally understood the abnormality of Palansi and Rowena.

This is because human power cannot resist the traction force. Once you sit on an electric wheelchair, it is very difficult to get off it.

At this moment, she doesn't have to think about anything or do anything, the wheelchair will take her wherever she wants to go.

The street scenes along the way kept changing. She didn't know how long the nightmare lasted until the guards reminded her. She stood up from the wheelchair with amazing willpower. Almost instantly, a feeling of loss enveloped her heart.

This is the Monster Community.

Located in the western suburbs of the empire, it is a community built specifically for monsters.

The guard introduced the information of the community to Nightmare - this idea came from the arrival of the Round Table Knight Palansi, who was accompanied by a huge dragon. It was difficult for the imperial capital to accommodate such a huge creature, so the Knight Commander Bi'an placed the dragon on the outskirts of the imperial capital, and Miss Chloe was usually responsible for taking care of the dragon.

"It is said that Lord Palansi was involved in a car accident the night he arrived in the imperial capital, and his partner broke several bones, but now he seems to have fully recovered."

When introducing them, the guards did not hide their envy.

Almost every rider has the same dream, which is to encounter something they have never seen before and that looks rideable, and they can't contain their enthusiasm.

A knight without a mount is incomplete and is destined to live a relatively failed life.

The Knights of the Imperial Capital are undoubtedly the most supportive advocates of building a monster community, where they can meet and become partners with various monsters.

As a member of the Knights Templar, the guard has to visit the Monster Community every day. He has even come across the scene of Bi'an riding a Asian dragon for a stroll.

but……

A dragon is definitely not something that ordinary people can control, and only a great knight like Palansi can become a partner with a dragon.

"That's called the Seabuckthorn Wind Vortex Dragon!"

Nightmare felt that she was almost numb. She looked at this dragon, which was known to be the most violent in the world, and smiled with narrowed eyes, almost putting her chin on the ground, longing for Ethan's touch like a dog.

Look, what did she say?

The "Ethan Succubus Theory" is definitely real.

Following behind him was a large golden bird, whose feathers looked so soft that one could not help but want to stroke it.

With hundreds of years of experience living in nightmares, I couldn't figure out what kind of monster this was.

"Oh, that's Miss Chloe."

The guard noticed the look in Nightmare's eyes and introduced her, "She is Old Sen's partner. Old Sen watched her grow up. It is said that Miss Chloe is also an investigator for the Asylum Bureau and has solved many cases in Creekwood Town."

Before this, Nightmare had always thought that the "Miss Chloe" the guard was talking about was the name of a maid.

The guard who had opened up his mouth was full of longing and talked nonstop, "Miss Chloe is the leader of the monster community. Many monsters here come to her for help. It's not an exaggeration to describe her as the leader."

The knights all agreed that Miss Chloe had inherited Ethan's spirit very well, and the monsters in the community loved her just as the residents of the imperial capital loved Old Ethan.

Nightmare found Winter who had sneaked in among the many monsters.

A white ragdoll cat was napping on Ethan's shoulder, its furry tail turning into a white scarf wrapped around Ethan's neck.

For some reason, Winter looked very tired, and his ears drooped listlessly.

He must have drunk too much at the party yesterday.

It's a hangover.

This is absolutely true.

Nightmare emphasized it again and again in her heart before she walked towards Ethan. She clenched her fists - this can't go on!
As the guard was introducing her, she had even chosen the location of the dream therapy shop. The western suburbs of the imperial capital was a Feng Shui treasure land. The shop was next to the monster community. When the shop was closed for rest, she could go out to the community and stay with the monsters. She just took a look from a distance and fell in love with the atmosphere of the community.

"Ms. Nightmare, how did you rest last night?"

Before she could speak, Ethan took the initiative to greet her.

The opening remarks that Nightmare had been preparing for all the way were suddenly swallowed back into her stomach. A blush appeared on her cheeks. Her gentle voice was completely different from the "aggressive opening remarks" she had expected. "Not bad. The maids took good care of me."

Why did she start speaking in a hoarse voice?
Why did she use the standard response of a noble lady just now?

At this moment, she seemed to have returned to hundreds of years ago, when her father had not yet died in the war, her family had not yet declined, and she could study magic in the mansion without worries.

A terrible thought suddenly emerged in her mind.

in case……

She meant that if Ethan had appeared in the empire hundreds of years ago, would she, like Winter, let go of her anger and hatred?

The morning sun was suddenly dazzling, and for a moment, she had the illusion that Ethan and the sun were intertwined.

"That's good." "Yeah."

We should be on our way immediately.

Nightmare felt that this was what she should have said, but now, as she was basking in the sunshine, she decided to stay here for a while longer.

Anyway... there's still some time before the festival starts, so there's no need to rush.

There are still many issues to think about.

For example, how to travel.

Shapeshifting is a skill that every witch has. She can transform into a crow and easily fly across the border of the empire. The so-called defense line of the kingdom army is simply a joke in front of her. But now Nightmare doesn't want to do this because she knows that in many places in the empire, crows are a symbol of evil and uncleanliness. Some people call them "birds of misfortune". Whenever crows appear in groups, they will bring bad luck to the local people.

This is totally nonsense.

Nightmare believed that the Imperials thought so only because the crow's feathers were black and did not look pretty, so they put the blame for bringing bad luck on a bird, just as when they saw a white creature called a "pigeon", they would give it beautiful imaginations.

She had originally scoffed at these rumors that did not stand up to scrutiny, but now, she wanted to leave a good impression on Ethan.

Regardless of whether crows bring bad luck or not, it is a fact recognized by the people of the empire that they are not good-looking. As a witch who pays attention to her appearance, Nightmare once again tries to think about problems in the way of a noble lady after hundreds of years.

"We will first use teleportation magic to go to Gear City, and then hire a carriage in the city to take us away from the empire's border. Of course, if you can adapt to flying, there is an airship tower in Gear City. The subhuman airship can take us to the post station near the abyss."

If Nightmare had to choose, she would choose airship travel.

Although it is much slower than teleportation magic, it is the most suitable way for a noble lady to travel.

Wearing a long dress like this, drinking a cup of hot Earl Grey tea on the deck of the airship at dawn, the breeze will lift her long hair and perhaps the hem of her skirt...

That's the kind of scene that's depicted in many romantic novels.

Ethan said, "We'd better go there as soon as possible, so we have time to prepare more."

Nightmare was stunned for a moment.

This was the reason she had thought of at the beginning, but now that Ethan had said it, it was obviously the result that she wanted the most, but it made her feel disappointed.

Ethan continued, "Miss Chloe will travel with us. Her flying ability and speed are much better than the airship."

For a moment, Ethan considered the eager wind element, but as Nightmare said, airships are the most common mode of air transportation in the empire. As he got to know the wind element better, Ethan felt that if he used a motorcycle to travel, the wind element would definitely cause several major car accidents.

Until now, the charge of the wind element for hit-and-run has not been dropped, which means that Palansi and the dragon are in good health and did not cause any major disaster.

In comparison, the gentle Miss Chloe is more trustworthy.

"Ms. Chloe...?"

Nightmare glanced down at the big golden bird, hoping for a revival.

This is good!
Compared to the spacious airship deck, Miss Chloe was much smaller, which meant that they would inevitably have to be very close during the flight.

Next comes the topic.

What topic should she bring up while Miss Chloe was flying?

The evil god's festival, the creation of the great Father, or the layout of a dungeon?

She always felt that these topics were too formal and too heavy, as if they were reminding her every moment that she was a believer of an evil god... As expected, the production process of Earl Grey tea and literary works were topics that were in line with her identity as a noble lady.

By the way, she heard that a novel called "Heisenberg and the Magic Book" was very popular in the Empire recently, so she bought a copy, but had not had time to read its contents.

This should be a magical adventure story based on the theme of elemental shapers.

Nightmare's eyes lit up and an idea suddenly occurred to him.

Just hold a book club on the road. She remembered that during the reign of Henry III, book clubs were a way for many nobles to socialize.

With beautiful dreams in mind, Nightmare embarked on the journey.

Arrive at Gear City through the teleportation array.

One of the empire's trading cities, it is always so busy.

A subtle haze still hangs over the city. Several months have passed since the crisis of the "Red Death", and under the leadership of the "Gravedigger", director of the Asylum Bureau, the people of this city are still wary of the resurgence of this strange disease.

Nightmare has some impression of "Gravedigger".

Because the branch chief's face is so square, so square that he looks like another species. It is hard to forget his appearance once you have met him once.

She remembered the topic she heard when she passed through Gear City. Her eyes lit up and she took the initiative to bring up a new topic. "Did you know? A few months ago, a strange disease broke out in this city. The president of the Chamber of Commerce and the eldest son of the Imperial Military Industry, Esoke, were infected with the disease and turned into monsters... I heard from the adventurers in Gear City that it was a kind of red ice. Once it touches the body, it will melt."

"I was also in Gear City at the time. I was still working at the Asylum Bureau."

Ethan said.

He expressed deep regret over Master Asoke's death from illness.

But there was nothing he could do about it. He had already warned the other party in advance, but Aesoke's awareness of disease prevention was so poor that he actually exposed himself to the pathogen.

As a D-class investigator in the containment bureau, Ethan felt that he had done his best.

"Eh, really? This 'Red Death' looks similar to the Scarlet Plague, but there are many differences. It's not caused by the followers of the Father. I didn't expect there would be such a similar disease!"

Nightmare started talking, forgetting about the book club plan in an instant. Even Miss Chloe's sudden expansion before takeoff failed to interrupt her.

Compared to the red tape of a noble lady, God's creation is what interests her.

And Ethan had actually come into contact with the Father's works, and even knew a little about the history of the Scarlet Plague!
Ethan's feedback made her enthusiasm grow. If it were someone else, when she listed all the types of deformed creatures, they would have regarded her as a pervert. But in Ethan's eyes, she did not see disgust and contempt. This was... the joy of finding a like-minded person!
She felt that Ethan was the one who should be a believer in God. Even in an organization like Dream Eclipse, not everyone could understand God's art well.

Most believers believe that this is a way for God to bring fear to the world, but Nightmare believes that this is some kind of cutting-edge artistic aesthetic that transcends humanity.

With this thought in mind, when she looked at the Father's creations wandering outside the abyss, she discovered that those souls and bodies that seemed to be combined together without any rules actually had traces to follow.

“Abstract art.”

When Ethan made this point, Nightmare's joy was beyond words.

"You said it very well, abstract art! I didn't know you were an artist!"

“I only knew a little bit about it.”

Ethan waved his hand. He did not dare to call himself an artist, nor did he like Lao Ba's aesthetic art. However, considering that it was a visit, friends needed to prepare some common topics. He only knew that Lao Ba was obsessed with art, so he planned to cater to his interests. After all, he still felt that he owed this old friend something about the matter of Saint Mary.

He was supposed to be the Scarlet High Priest, but due to some historical reasons, he became the Chosen One of the Goddess of Life.

When Miss Chloe landed at the entrance of the abyss, Nightmare was still not satisfied. She took the initiative to introduce to Ethan, "In the area outside the dungeon, there are currently 67 kinds of creations recorded, 55 of which were created by the Heavenly Father. But you can rest assured, after you go in, just follow me closely, and these creations will not embarrass you."

These creations of the old gods are the natural defense line of the dungeon. Only believers can cross the dangerous wilderness and reach the center of the dungeon. Invaders led by the empire will be met with the most violent counterattack from the creations of the old gods.

The souls of the dead will be twisted.

No matter how many times such a war is repeated, the invaders are destined to be unable to break through the defenses of the old gods' creations.

Because their soldiers are decreasing every moment, while the evil god's creations are endless.

This is a wilderness with no access anywhere near the entrance.

Nightmare chanted a spell silently, and a black gap was torn in front of the two people, the cat and the bird. Red and black energy flowed through it, looking like a wound in this world.

She smiled slyly, "If you come across such a rift without a believer, be sure not to go in, because it is likely a trap."

Once they cross the plane, they will be greeted by the most fierce siege from the creations of the old gods.

Nightmare walked into the rift first.

The next moment, her smile froze on her face.

The ground under her feet was no longer there, but something soft and sticky to the touch. Flesh and blood covered the ground, and tentacles stood on both sides of her like walls. Over the past few hundred years, she had entered and exited the abyss countless times, but had never encountered such a scene.

She seemed to be in the belly of some giant creature. Looking around, the creations of the old gods were so dense that even she, an "art lover", felt her scalp tingling.

Is there something wrong with the spell?

Her heart tightened and she wanted to warn Ethan, but she was a step too late. When she turned around, Ethan had already passed through the crack, and the torn gap disappeared almost at the same time.

"Don't get me wrong, this is—"

Nightmare said quickly.

She instinctively wanted to defend herself, saying that she had never thought of ambushing Ethan.

In an instant, the eyes of all the old gods' creations were focused on Ethan.

The first to attack were the twisted creations called Limbs. They were once the most common type of troops in the war. Even the empire's most proud knights could not cross the defense line formed by them.

Nightmare gritted her teeth and prepared for a fight, but the Limbs ignored her and walked straight to Ethan.

Then, in front of everyone...

Performed a backflip.

(End of this chapter)