Witch Training Manual: My Water Magic Is Wrong

Wayne nodded at Madechi.

"Okay, I promise you."

Madechi was overjoyed.

"real?"

Wayne casually summoned the arrogant Water Dragon King.

"However, I don't want you to be any kind of contract spirit; I want you to be the spirit of this staff of mine."

The staff hovered in mid-air, its entire body gleaming faintly.

Maddich's phantom image froze for a moment.

"this……"

"Otherwise, you die!" The holy light in Wayne's palm shone a little brighter.

"I promise you, I promise you!"

Madchi's phantom image shrank instantly.

Now his life was entirely in Wayne's hands, and in order to survive, he had no choice but to bow his head.

If he possessed time magic, he would want to go back an hour and slap himself twice across the face.

Soon, the arrogant water dragon king's sapphire began to glow with a faint light.

Madechi's entire soul was pulled inward by that stream of water.

Then, the staff suddenly trembled, and a layer of dark gray patterns appeared on its originally azure surface, intertwining with the blue dragon pattern, like a gray snake wrapped around the staff.

Wayne could feel the staff in his hand changing.

Madechi's three-hundred-year-old spiritual remnant was melted into it, becoming the spirit within the staff.

Wayne thrust his staff forward.

"Madech, attack!"

Madchi quickly floated out from the staff.

The holy blue patterns on the staff lit up, and water elements gathered from all directions, condensing into a water dragon in front of the staff.

The water jet shot out and crashed into the opposite mountain wall, creating a cloud of lime dust.

Wayne paused for a moment.

He tried again.

"Again."

The second water jet went out.

This time, he could feel that when the magic flowed out of his meridians, the path was much smoother than usual.

He estimated the amount of magic power.

Consumption was nearly 40% less than usual.

The same water dragon, which used to require draining a portion of his magic power, now still retains more than half of that portion.

Then he tried a series of attacks.

Three water blades connect to two water dragons, with almost no gaps in between.

The rhythm arranged by the spirit was smoother, faster, and more stable than when he connected the parts manually.

An improvement of about 30%.

Wayne couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

Indeed, having a spirit artifact and not having one are two completely different things.

"It works quite well."

"My lord..." Madechi approached Wayne obsequiously, "Hehe, if there's anything I can do for you in the future, just let me know."

On the other side, Christina also witnessed Wayne casting a spell.

Looking at the miniature version of Madechi, she asked curiously.

"Sir, what is Madechi doing here?"

You have to understand, she just killed Madechi again before heading towards Wayne.

Now, the fact that Madchi's spiritual body had appeared here, and in this form, puzzled her greatly.

Wayne quickly explained.

"I turned the escaped Madechi into a spirit."

"As for his recent rebirth, that was a deceptive technique he used. The purpose was to make the enemy kill him a second time, thus deceiving them. By the time the enemy realized what was happening, he had already fled far away with his remnant soul."

Christina followed his gaze and glanced at him.

"I see. No wonder I killed him so easily just now."

"I never expected the demons to be so cunning."

Wayne nodded in agreement.

"The demons are indeed cunning."

"But he's unlucky to have run into me."

Wayne glanced at Madechi, who was awkwardly laughing beside him.

"Tell me about it."

"I see you are quite familiar with the secrets of witches. Tell me everything you know."

"Master, is the matter of the witch still considered a secret? Isn't this a consensus across the Northern and Southern Continents?"

Wayne glanced at him.

"Madchi, you must know that a thousand years have passed since the last Millennium Purple Sun. Moreover, many historical secrets were cut off during the chaos five hundred years ago."

"Master, you are right. For you humans, much of the history of witches has been deliberately destroyed."

Madechi sat cross-legged in mid-air, and Christina was quickly drawn to his attention.

"Let's start with the origins of the witch."

"The lineage of witches was not originally natural; it was created by the gods themselves a thousand years ago."

Wayne's brow furrowed.

"Created by the gods?"

"Yes, a thousand years ago, during the Millennium Purple Sun, in the war for divine service, witches were the sharpest weapon in the divine game."

Madechi held up one finger.

"The first witches were born in the middle of that great war. The gods' idea was simple: to fuse the abyssal demonic energy with human infants, seal the balance point with divine power, and create a batch of living weapons that could withstand the abyssal curse."

"This group of people are the first witches."

"They withstood the curse of the abyss and were even able to purify their corrupted kind. Once the gods had used them up and the war was over, these people became a problem."

Why?

"Because witches are born with magical talents, their breakthrough speed is extremely fast. The gods have placed a fertility curse on them, making them unable to have children."

Wayne nodded.

"I know about the witch's fertility curse, so what?"

"Then, after the last war of the gods ended, the witch, with the tacit approval of the gods, opened up her own kingdom."

Madechi drew a circle in mid-air.

"Back then, the relationship between witches and gods hadn't broken down yet. The gods allowed them to carve out a piece of land on the continent, set up their own settlement, and govern themselves. That place was later called the White Tower by them."

"The White Tower has stood for three hundred years. The first witch was already strong, and she grew stronger with each passing year. Eventually, those at the top of the White Tower were able to stand on equal footing with lower-ranking gods."

"The power of the first witch ultimately posed a threat to the gods."

"Therefore, after the Millennium Purple Sun ended, the gods greatly supported the various national churches. At the end of the first five hundred years, the war between the church and the witch broke out."

"That battle lasted a long time. On the surface, the Vatican was fighting the witches, but behind the scenes, the gods were pushing things along. The first witches weren't unaware of the problem, but they were no match for the gods. Unable to win, they could only retreat and defend. After those major battles, half of the White Tower's people were gone."

Maddich continued.

"In order to continue, the first witches attempted to become gods during this period, just to steal a sliver of life."

"Unexpectedly, someone actually succeeded in becoming a god, and the wrath of the gods was completely ignited."

"Therefore, five hundred years ago, the Second War of the Gods broke out."

His tone turned somber.

"That conflict involved not only humans and witches. The abyss demons were also drawn in, along with the papacy, dragons, elves, orcs, and several desperate lower pantheons. Countless people died across the continent."

"After that battle, the witch lost. The White Tower was gone, the first witches were all wiped out, and the witch's curse was strengthened once again. The Church burned this history clean, leaving only the statement 'Witches are heretics.'"

"In their quest for revenge, the first witches used a curse to spread their offspring among humans, allowing ordinary people to give birth to witches. This has led to the situation we see today."

After listening to this, Wayne nodded slightly. What Madechi said had once again enriched his worldview.

He then asked.

"And the Herrscher of the Hidden? How much do you know about her?"

Madechi scratched his head.

"I really don't know that."

"Haven't you lived for hundreds of years?"

"Master, several hundred years is a long time, but I am not a witch." Madechi answered decisively. "As for the internal affairs of witches, even I, a great sage of the demon race, can only hear bits and pieces. I have only heard the name of the Hidden Herrscher a few times in the Abyss. I really can't say anything about their origins, who they are under, or how they are deployed."

He paused, then added.

"But I believe you can see that too."

"They specifically appear when witches break through to the sixth rank, and they kill those who are just about to cross the threshold. It can be seen that the Herrscher of the Hidden is probably one of the gods' backup plans. The first witch was wiped out once, and the White Tower is gone, but the witch's curse has torn open the door to reproduction, and new ones will keep popping up. If they can't be completely eradicated, then we can only leave a gatekeeper. Whoever shows up will be the one to be killed."

Wayne nodded in agreement.

If that's the case, then everything makes sense.