My dear witch, please turn evil according to the script!

Chapter 432 Kalia? Goddess Kalia!

Cologne sat on the claws of the rising griffin, looking down at the ground covered in ash with a complicated expression.

He racked his brains but could never have imagined that the lord who had briefly fought alongside the entire Thorn Squad, the mysterious Blood Demon, was actually the young Grand Duke from the human side.

And now, he has saved himself once again, descending from the sky as an epic hero... Even now, he still finds it somewhat unreal.

It wasn't until he boarded the airship that he came to his senses and looked down at the ground—where three different lights were flashing continuously.

The dazzling golden light, the gentle green glow radiating life, and the last one, the black shadow that seems to bring absolute silence.

These three lights together formed a barrier, pushing all the ashes back and keeping them outside.

The occasional intruding ashen undead were pushed back by the shadow monsters and the undead army that resembled legendary heroes.

Unfortunately, Cologne did not have the opportunity to see more information.

After confirming that all survivors had boarded the airship, Captain Kirov immediately ordered the airship to take off at top speed and then retreat towards the Chalk Wall.

Upon seeing this, Cologne shouted, "Are you just going to retreat like this?!"

"Of course! That's our mission! Evacuate the survivors!" Kirov continued, "This is the Grand Duke's highest order! It cannot be disobeyed! Besides, without the runic protection provided by His Excellency the Grand Duke on the way here, we would have crashed halfway here!"

"If we don't address the root cause of the disaster, the situation will only worsen. We can't afford to waste Your Majesty's time any longer!"

Kirov glanced at Kolon and then laughed: "This is the first time I've openly recruited demon crew members. Get ready for battle. There will be annoying enemies in mid-air trying to attack from the bridge."

When Kirov set out, did he not have the idea of ​​fighting alongside this legendary Grand Duke?
He even remembered that just over an hour earlier, he had submitted a pledge to the Grand Duke, a pledge signed by all the officers and men of the ship.

That was proof of the fearlessness and sacrifice of all the crew members of the Hydrangea.

But after the airship set sail into the ashes, something worse than death happened.

Kirov was unwilling to recall what had happened on the airship not long ago.

When death is no longer the end of life, when corpses and souls can also plunge their weapons into the chests of their former comrades, all courage will be tested in a short time.

The officers and soldiers of the Hydrangea did not lose their courage, but they did realize one thing—this was not a war that ordinary people could interfere in.

At least the fixed defense array on the airship cannot filter out this ash, and the monsters can directly pass through the barrier and enter the airship.

If it weren't for the intervention of His Excellency the Grand Duke and Miss Kalia, the Hydrangea would probably only be filled with undead made of ashes by now.

Kirov wanted to leave quickly because he knew that the barrier appearing on the airship was runic magic from Roland.

The energy that can be stored is indeed limited, and he must leave the ash-contaminated area before it fails and bring these survivors back!

……

Standing there, looking up at the airship taking off and flying away, Roland turned his gaze to the Papal City, which was buried in ashes not far away.

This valley town is only two or three kilometers away from the Papal City. Even though most of the view is obscured by ash, the towering and magnificent city walls can still be vaguely seen.

He then looked at Father Galileo beside him and asked, "Father, do you know what has happened in the city?"

"Or rather, before things got completely out of control, did you realize anything was wrong while you were in the city?"

Roland looked at the priest with seriousness and a touch of respect. The priest had given up his chance to leave and had chosen to stay and help Roland.

Galileo nodded: "I don't know the specifics, but I have observed the Temple of the Sky using the divine magic bestowed upon me by the Lord of Truth... It has been going on for a long time, or rather, for about half a month now."

"For the past two weeks, there has been some ashes in the Sky Temple, hidden under the blinding holy light."

Roland countered, "Didn't you tell anyone else about this? Not even the Society? You must be the head of the Holy See City Society branch, right?"

Galileo nodded: "No. It's not that I don't want to, but that I can't."

"Communications within the Papacy are strictly controlled, and messages can only be relayed through specific channels."

"The important figures in the city are all in the Sky Temple now, and we haven't heard from them for a long time."

"Moreover, they specifically instructed them before going in that they should not ask for help from the outside unless there were special circumstances."

"My discovery won't change anything... After all, those who have the ability to stop the disaster have already done their best."

"As for learning... for the same reason, before the holy light of the Sky Temple is completely extinguished, without a special barrier, it is impossible to leave the Papal City."

"The final evacuation was ten days ago, but I didn't choose to leave. I stayed to continue observing how the situation changed."

"Unfortunately... I didn't see anything, in the end it was still..."

Galileo's tone lowered, and he didn't continue speaking. Roland didn't say much either, only asking, "You should know the way, right?"

“Of course,” Galileo nodded.

"Then take us into the Papal City."

As soon as Roland finished speaking, Galileo's expression turned serious: "My lord, I know you have a special method to block the ashes... but the situation in the Papacy City is not right now."

"If it weren't for me and a few other comrades running fast and starting to escape when things first went out of control, we might not have made it out."

Roland had a bad feeling: "What's wrong? Has the entire Papal City fallen into a dream?"

"No." "Is there a spatial-temporal disorder within the city?"

"nor."

Roland breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this: "That's good. So what's the problem?"

"...You should go to the city gate and see for yourself. I am not knowledgeable enough to understand it."

Galileo's words piqued Roland's interest, and Roland then said to Kalia, "Lia, leave enough Shadow Beasts to protect this stabilizer... no, summon a few Shadow Beasts to carry it away."

"It might have an unexpected effect."

Kalia nodded and did as she was told.

Kalia easily sculpted the two shadow beasts, each as large as a small mountain.

These two enormous shadow beasts, resembling gorillas, each exuded an immense sense of oppression, as if they could smash Father Galileo next to them into a two-dimensional paper doll with a single punch.

Clearly, the evolution of the Regard far exceeded Roland's imagination.

He felt that, aside from her personality and experiences, in terms of combat power alone, Kalia was now probably approaching that of the world-destroying witch from the old timeline.

Then, the two shadow beasts easily lifted the large stabilizer, which was as tall as a two-story building, and stood behind Kalia.

"Is this okay?" Kalia asked Roland. "Actually, I think it would be more appropriate to make a big flatbed cart and put this thing on it."

“…Let’s do it your way.” Roland agreed to Kalia’s idea.

Then, in an instant, the shadow beast transformed into a giant shadow deer.

However, its rear half underwent some subtle changes—it turned into a shadow flatbed truck, the kind with four wheels.

It looks a bit like a semi-trailer, but the front of the truck is shaped like a deer.

Deer Power flatbed truck.

It's also an integrated high-tech system.

Seeing this, the other shadow beast moved the large stabilizer onto the "flatbed" and then began to split into more than a dozen armored warriors over three meters tall.

To be honest, Roland was somewhat envious of Kalia's abilities.

What a convenient talent spell...

You can just rub whatever you want directly, and the intensity is quite high.

After doing all this, Kalia conjured a staircase leading straight up to the deer's back, then waved to Roland: "Roland! Come on, let's sit on it and go inside!"

“Father and Little Grey, you should come too, this place is quite big.”

And so, the group, delighted with their new mounts, boarded the bizarre vehicle and, under the "Power of the World Tree" unleashed by Roland, set off towards the Papal City amidst the swirling ashes.

Kalia patted the deer's neck excitedly: "Roland, you know why I didn't think of this before? I could have made something this size before!"

"I could have used these things as mounts or something, but I was so stupid and just kept walking."

Roland sighed: "Perhaps it's because you were surrounded by technology before. In the Empire, you could ride the more convenient and comfortable magic train. When you went to Platia, the Legion was also equipped with new vehicles."

"Besides, you're not so lazy that you don't even want to walk, are you?"

Kalia nodded, as if that made sense, and then asked, "What are we going to do next?"

"What am I supposed to do?!"

Seeing Kalia's barely contained excitement, Roland sighed helplessly: "Seriously, Kalia, this isn't a game."

"The ash disaster is spreading and is visibly getting worse."

"Although the Chalk Wall was not affected by this, and even because of the existence of the Chalk Wall, the ash did not continue to spread to the world behind it."

"But what if..."

Roland considered the worst-case scenario.

The Chalk Wall became an isolated city, cut off from supplies... No, it might not just be the Chalk Wall, but the entire continent.

If it really develops into this, it would be like a supercharged version of Resident Evil.

Kalia tilted her head dismissively: "Is it serious?"

"But……"

Kalia muttered to herself, then summoned a shadow. As the shadow spread out, all the ashes vanished. Wherever the shadow touched, the ashes seemed to disappear.

The ashes falling from the sky were swallowed up as they landed in the shadows covering the ground, without making a sound.

"I find it quite simple. If it weren't for the fact that I can't control a large area of ​​shadow, and that my power seems to be in some danger right now, the places covered by shadow seem to be stripped of their life force and then turned into magic to nourish me."

"otherwise……"

(End of this chapter)