You think you're worthy of saving the world?

That was neither human nor elf.

It is a calamity that has acquired wisdom; it is death itself that has taken on the form of a woman.

She is the manifestation of darkness, the blood-soaked fruit of all the sins accumulated and repeated over billions of years by the ancient earth—

A truly demonic woman who will bring about the end of the world.

The "woman in black robes" that the two of them had just painstakingly eliminated was undoubtedly no match for even a single fingernail of hers—

"I came to check because we lost contact... Gabrielle is dead?"

The heavily made-up woman noticed them and looked in surprise at the charred corpses by the roadside.

"...Tsk."

She ignored Yuri and the others as if they were invisible, walked straight to the charred corpse, and suddenly raised her high heels.

"And this woman, who also received a share of my power, actually lost to this human brat... You useless! Useless! Useless piece of trash!"

As the two stared in disbelief, the heavily made-up woman continued to kick the corpse in a fit of rage.

"You're so amazing...!"

This time, the voice came from behind.

A hazy, dreamlike mist lurked behind the young man, coalesced, and transformed into a beautiful woman in white with long hair.

"Hey, how did you kill Gabrielle?"

Just being stared at by her beautiful, ethereal eyes made Yuri feel as if all the magic and spiritual power in his body had been drained away.

"Pat, pat, pat."

On a misty, full-moon night, the continuous clatter of high heels echoed.

Before Cynthia could even pick up her staff, countless phantoms appeared from all directions and surrounded her and Yuri.

A dozen or so women came to this place.

Whoever they are, their magical reaction is more than ten times that of the woman in the black robe.

That is to say—they are the real witches.

The Tenri Church refers to gatherings where more than ten witches appear at the same time as "Witch Night".

So tonight, without a doubt, is the darkest and deepest witch's night.

Some of the witches observed the glowing Tia, while others scrutinized the black-haired boy who had killed his familiar.

"That's really good, little brother."

One of the witches looked down at Yuri's handsome face and licked her red lips.

"Why don't you join us for some fun? Let the older sisters see just how capable you really are?"

"…………"

The witch raised her beautiful yet deadly claws.

A shadow of gloom flickered in Yuri's eyes.

—The prophetic son may be coming to an end here.

046 Successfully infiltrated the witch's ranks! The price, though, was a bit high...

Yuri's first thought after losing his lower body—

It seems that being cut in half at the waist doesn't cause pain in one's buttocks.

He opened his eyes and took a breath.

"—Ahem."

The boy struggled to adjust his vision and saw Cynthia lying on the ground, as well as the witches surrounding Tia, discussing something.

Yuri's battle with them was so fleeting that it could hardly be called a battle.

The Azure Queen's all-out slash ultimately failed to even touch the hem of any of the witches' clothes, and she was sent flying.

The moment the weapon left his hand, Yuri suddenly felt a chill in his abdomen.

An invisible sweeping motion passed through his abdomen, and a witch returned the favor with a perfect slash.

"...!"

Yuri's body was cut in half at the waist, his internal organs were blown away by the cavity effect, and his upper half fell to the ground and he passed out.

After regaining consciousness, Yuri discovered that he no longer had a lower body, and the surge of adrenaline made him feel no pain.

The witches didn't seem to intend to kill Tia, Cynthia, or the other slave women; they had only sent Gabriel to capture women in the first place.

In the end, what was the witch's purpose in capturing the woman alive?

Should we make them into a family like Gabriel's?

Oh right, my resurrection coins...

The massive blood loss makes thoughts viscous, a feeling very similar to entering a singularity.

“You were cut in half and you didn’t even utter a sound.”

The white-clad, long-haired witch, her hands supporting her chin, squatted beside the boy, watching him with great interest.

"Do you really realize that you're about to die?"

Her tone was completely innocent, as naive as a child's.

"..."

The witch noticed the trembling of the boy's lips and right hand.

"Hmm? What's wrong? Do you have any last words you want to say?"

Upon seeing this, the white-clad, long-haired witch excitedly called out to her companions, "Everyone! The boy is still alive!"

"Not quite dead yet? Really?" "Wow, still alive! Its tenacity is disgusting!" "Did you cut it wrong?" "Impossible! My 'Spatial Killing Technique' is perfect!"

The witches gathered in this direction.

"It seems the young man has some last words to say. Let's listen together," said the man in white with long hair, laughing as he spoke.

"Who cares about a stinky fish's last words?" "Boring, no interest." "But it's incredibly resilient... kind of disgusting." "Look, look? The cut is so clean!"

Amid the witches' bustling conversation, Yuri, with her mouth slightly open, raised her right arm.

"Oh, it can still move!" The white-clad, long-haired witch exclaimed, her face filled with emotion.

The black-haired boy held out his palm towards the beautiful faces of the witches who were curiously peering out, spreading his five fingers.

"Huh? What's going on? Eek...!!"

In an instant, an incomparably dazzling white light burst forth from the boy's palm.

The dazzling light was as bright as day, illuminating the night and enveloping the forest.

The witches were so startled by the sudden flash of light that they screamed and lost all their elegance and composure.

They instinctively raised their arms to shield themselves, while simultaneously jumping back several meters warily.

After about seven or eight seconds, the pale glow that filled the surroundings gradually dissipated.

The witches immediately rushed forward in alarm—

The boy, whom they thought had escaped, remained lying there quietly, only his upper body intact.

His eyes were closed, and a smile played on his lips.

At the same time, Yuri raised her middle finger with her right hand, as if mocking the witches' cowardice and panic—

Even in the end, the rebellious prophesied son did not yield to the witch.

"You brat...you dare to play us for fools!"

Enraged, a witch raised her high heels to crush the young man's handsome face.

"stop."

A witch with long, blood-red hair that reached her waist emerged from behind and pressed down on her shoulder.

This witch has the appearance of a beautiful 17 or 8-year-old girl. Her pale, sickly skin is covered by an extremely gorgeous crimson dress, and she wears unusual high heels that are over 15cm high.

"What do you mean?" The witch turned around and looked at her companion who had spoken up to stop her, annoyed.

The elegantly dressed, red-haired witch glanced at Yuri on the ground and said expressionlessly, "I want him. This brat is mine now."

"Haha? Stop kidding!"

"You can share the women and elves you harvested tonight; I don't need them. But I'm taking this brat with me."

The red-haired witch, dressed in her finest attire, was talking to her companions, but her gaze remained fixed on Yuri's face, and her full breasts heaved imperceptibly with excitement.

"What do you want this brat for?" another witch asked suspiciously.

"Of course I'll take it back and make it my toy."

The elegantly dressed, red-haired witch flashed a captivating smile. "I'll transform his corpse into the finest toy?"

Wouldn't it be interesting to watch him and the humans engage in a bloody battle among themselves? Hahaha!

"No! Men can't be brought into the 'Witch's House'! That's the rule!"

"rule?"

The elegantly dressed, red-haired witch glanced at her dismissively and sneered, "You've done plenty of rule-breaking things, haven't you? Do I need to expose them all here?"

"Ugh...!" The witch frowned angrily. "No means no!"

The red-haired witch in her elaborate attire was displeased upon hearing this and glared at her, the air thick with tension.

"It's not so bad, is it?"

The long-haired witch in white, who was squatting next to the boy and resting her chin on her hands, suddenly interrupted the conversation.

She is the only witch who remained motionless throughout the entire event, even when Yuri unleashed her flash of light.

"Since that 'wicked' mother wants this child, then give it to her."

Upon hearing this, the elegantly dressed, red-haired witch was not pleased; instead, she frowned and said, "Lantern Witch, who gave you the right to meddle in my business? Shut your mouth."