The Forbidden Magic Laws of a Fallen Princess

That's right, this is a magic staff that doesn't even have a magic core, but it possesses the same powerful strength as one with a core. It seems that her strength is truly formidable.

Sure enough, after a short while, golden stardust-like things appeared on its magic wand.

That's right, this is a magical element unique to witches; I certainly don't have it.

"Ah!"

Then, old woman Lobert Baron let out a roar and forcefully swung her golden stardust magic staff.

In an instant, the forest in front of me transformed into a completely different scene.

That's right... Back then, there were huge trees, and beneath each tree stood a huge tombstone, with a mound of earth in front of the tombstone.

"grave……?"

I couldn't help but blurt out the question.

"That's right, this is the witch's graveyard. Witches are usually buried here after they die."

At that moment, old lady Lobert Baron flew down from the sky, came to my side, and answered my question.

"This……"

“Ivy, this is the most important part. Everything that happened before can be made up for, but if we fail here, then we will really fail. Come with me.”

As she spoke, old woman Lobert Baron slowly walked forward.

Of course, since she said that, I actually became a little worried, because I was really afraid of failure.

But what will happen if I fail? I'm actually quite wondering about that too.

But it seems that if you want it to become a divine artifact, this next point is the most crucial.

Of course, I also hope that my new staff can become a true artifact, because, after all, it is the most important magic staff in my life.

At this moment, I slowly followed, and sure enough, the instant that old woman Robert Baron walked past, a semi-transparent barrier, just like my mother's, appeared in front of me.

It seems this is something similar.

Now that I see that old lady Robert Baron has gone inside so safely, I feel much more at ease.

After I stepped through the barrier, the scene inside made my eyes widen in surprise.

Chapter Eighty: The Witch's Ghost

Although it's not very clear, I can almost see countless souls rioting in this tomb, something that can't be seen from the outside. Only after entering the barrier can I see the truth of everything.

“Ivy, you should be able to see these rioting souls.”

At this moment, old lady Lobert Baron stopped and quickly asked me.

"Yes... there are a lot of them."

"Right? These are all the souls of witches, all caused by your arrival. Although I don't know who you were in your past life or what your identity was, the fact that you could make the witches who had been sleeping peacefully so violent proves that you are indeed not simple."

"Old Mrs. Lobert Baron said to me meaningfully."

However, it's true that my strength has become a bit too much, but recently, I've also learned to suppress the outward release of magic power.

That's right. After I obtained the Eye of the Void God, I was basically able to freely control my magic power and not leak too much outward.

Although it has been somewhat suppressed, it's basically the same as that of an average, capable adventurer.

The fact that the witch souls in these witch tombs could sense the fluctuations of my magic and cause them to riot proves that they were not affected by the strength of my magic, but rather by the magical elements within my magic.

Sigh, this is really troublesome. Since I've caused the witch spirits in the Witch's Tomb to riot, it means I have to rely on my strength to appease them. Otherwise, old woman Robette Baron probably won't let me leave easily.

"This is the first time I've seen this scene either. I don't know exactly how to quell the riot of the witches' spirits, but according to historical records, you only need to take away the spirit of one witch from here. So, Ivy, this is the perfect opportunity for you to make a magic wand. You can take away the spirit of a witch and contract it within the core of this magic core."

"Ah... this, Granny Robette, do you want my staff to form a contract with the spirit of a witch?"

Upon hearing this, my eyes widened, and I quickly asked.

"That's right. The principle behind the artifact is actually quite simple: it allows a former hero, god, witch, fairy, or elf to reside or form a contract with the core of the weapon. Once the time is right, you can unleash its true power, which is so powerful that you can't even imagine it."

"I see……"

However, at that moment, I suddenly remembered the Aurora Blade that I was about to talk about. Isn't the Aurora Blade a divine weapon?

So, does that mean something is residing inside its body...?

Ha, it seems like too much of a coincidence. If I possessed two divine artifacts that housed various heroic spirits, wouldn't I be incredibly powerful?

Just thinking about it makes me smile slightly.

Just as I was having a good thought, suddenly the Aurora Blade at my waist started to glow for some reason.

It seems that something residing within the Aurora Blade has begun to resonate with the spirits of these witches.

"It seems you also possess a superior divine artifact."

At this moment, old woman Lobert Baron also sensed the unusual power in my waist, and quickly turned around and said to me with a smile.

"Hmm... This is my family crest, a divine weapon called the Aurora Blade, which seems to have been passed down in the human world for several thousand years."

Honestly, I'm not entirely sure when this magical weapon was forged.

However, its history is indeed very long, so long that it is recorded in historical books, but the records are not very detailed.

"The Aurora Blade, oh, I see. It was forged by my ancestor, about three thousand years ago."

At that moment, the strong blacksmith Chloe stretched his limbs and slowly walked towards us.

"Hmm? Old dwarf, do you know this sword?"

"Of course, because this Aurora Blade was originally given to the king of the human kingdom by our ancestors. Later, the human kingdom itself began to have conflicts, and the sword was naturally transferred from the royal family to other places and eventually disappeared... However, this divine weapon can only be lifted by the person who truly belongs to it. It seems that you are quite lucky, little girl."

Indeed, more than two thousand years ago, before the Demon King's army invaded the human kingdom, the human kingdom was not as unified as it is now, but rather scattered into sixty-six small kingdoms.

In most countries, the kings or lords are basically incapable of governing, so the people live very, very hard lives.

Finally, there was a very valiant founding king who loved to conquer east and west. Together with the king of the first kingdom, who was the ancestor of my biological father, they conquered sixty-six countries, leaving only about ten. Thus, the Kingdom of Allen was established.

That's right, the king's name was Allen I.

Perhaps it was the ancestor of this strong dwarf blacksmith who gave it the sword, which enabled it to conquer all and unify these fifty-odd small kingdoms.

"But to be able to see this divine artifact created by my ancestor in this lifetime, sigh, it's all worth it, it really is worth it."

It was clear that the old dwarf blacksmith Chloe was in a very good mood, because a smile had involuntarily spread across his dark face.

"Old man, how's the cane coming along? Don't tell me you're here to slack off."

At this moment, old woman Lobert Baron turned her head to Chloe, the dwarf blacksmith, and glared at him fiercely.

"No...no, I'm just waiting for the staff to cool down before heating it up and carving the shape, then it'll be done."

When the old dwarf blacksmith Chloe saw the sharp look in old woman Robette Baron's eyes, he instantly became timid and hurriedly explained.

"Alright, if that's the case, I'll trust you for now. But if this divine weapon is lost in your hands, I'll teach you a lesson, you hear me!"

"Ah...yes, yes, I swear, I will definitely not let you down...it will definitely become the most powerful artifact staff that the two of us have created."

"Since it's you, that's good."

Hearing the old dwarf blacksmith Chloe's assurance, old woman Robette Baron's mood instantly improved.

As for him, perhaps to prevent any mishaps to the staff, he had no choice but to return silently and dejectedly.

It seems that old lady Lobert Baron is a really nice person. Although she is a little eccentric, she always sees things through to the end, leaving no room for error or regret. I really admire that.

"Alright, now walk to the very center of the witch's tomb, kneel down, and let the witch's spirits choose your magic core."

After hearing what Granny Lobert Baron said, it seemed that this was the most crucial step. Therefore, with a feeling of trepidation, I slowly walked towards the platform in the very center of the witch's tomb.

Because I don't know what kind of witch will choose my magic core and me... I'm really nervous.

Chapter 81 The World-Destroying Witch

I slowly walked to the platform and placed the condensed magic core in my hand on it.

Then I knelt down in front of the platform, mimicking the way the saintess in my game prayed, clenching my fists, closing my eyes, and emptying my mind.

And I prayed that at this moment I could possess the condensed core of my magic core with the spirit of a powerful witch.

Honestly, I'm actually a little scared.

What I fear is that these witch spirits are becoming restless, perhaps because they dislike my magic.

After praying for a long time, if no witch's spirit is willing to possess my condensed demon core, then my attempt to make this staff a divine artifact will truly end in failure.

This is absolutely unacceptable.

Well, as long as a witch comes, the artifact is considered complete.

According to Granny Robette Baron, when a witch's spirit resides in the core of a wand, it will possess the power it should have had in life—that is, it will regain the power it had in its previous life.

If it could be placed in the possession of a titled witch, hehe, then the power of this magic staff would definitely increase several times over.

Although I don't expect any title for a witch's ghost right now, at least give me something somewhat decent, something that will allow my magic staff to be used, even if it's just a weak witch's ghost.

Because success is better than failure, and it's always better to have nothing at all.

At the very moment I began to pray, I felt as if the spirits of the witches around me were becoming even more agitated.