Witch Redemption

Immediately afterwards, countless sharp, piercing sounds filled the air.

Before they could even see what was coming, Julie and the other three witches who were still standing were all instantly pierced by the silver light and lost their last chance of life.

"Ah-"

Large amounts of scarlet blood stained the entire ground, a shocking sight.

What Julie and the others might not have seen is that it's not just Della's blood that reacts with the seal here; their own blood does too, and no one is an exception.

At that moment, the crisp sound of high heels echoed from the depths of the dark corridor, growing louder as it approached.

A beautiful woman dressed in a gray-blue classical long dress walked out. Behind her, her dreamy, jet-black hair transformed into eighteen slender black arms. Each pair of arms drew a black, shimmering crossbow, which gleamed with silver light.

It seems that the silver glimmer that killed the four witches present was a magical arrow fired from this kind of crossbow.

"too weak."

Leragin sighed, his sweet voice filled with a bloodthirsty desire.

She smiled and continued walking slowly toward the dark coffin in the center.

"Master, that is..."

The boy noticed that the blood on the ground was slowly seeping into the black coffin in the center, and recalling that Lerakin's magic arrow had not harmed the coffin at all, he felt that the situation was very strange.

“Archangel Angel,” Leragin said with certainty, then muttered to himself, “Something’s fishy. It seems the seals set up by those false gods are indeed not simple, actually separating this place into the real world and the illusory world. Moreover, the method of witch blood alone is not enough to awaken Archangel Angel. It seems we can only see if the other living witches have other methods.”

Finally, Leragin instructed the boy beside him, "Parker, dispose of these bodies immediately; their ashes are valuable. We'll need to go somewhere later, and staying here any longer could cause considerable trouble."

………………

"Karen, you said you've found a way to leave this place, is that true?"

Leaving the eerie and terrifying "witch's tomb," Lana walked along this dark and distant corridor, trying to conceal her lingering fear.

“Yes,” Li Lan nodded, but he didn’t say that it was all because Senior Number 47 left some information inside. “I saw some words carved by the witch seniors inside, and guessed that if we want to leave this Sunset Temple, we probably have to go to the central main hall where the Archangel Angel is sealed.”

"The central main hall?" Lorina, whose face was also pale from the shock of her surroundings, frowned upon hearing this.

"Yes, if nothing unexpected happens, we might have to fight Archangel Angel, just like we did in those games."

Li Lan guessed that the topic of facing this terrifying BOSS had been discussed several times before.

Lana took a deep breath. She naturally didn't think Li Lan was joking. She thought to herself, "Are you kidding me? That thing is an ancient monster that has been sealed since ancient times. With our level of magic books, it's probably not that easy to deal with it."

Thinking back, when I first played Goddess Legend, by the time of the sixth event, more than half a year had passed and players had reached a certain level, but it was still incredibly difficult to defeat the Archangel Angel boss.

"Isn't this just like running a raid?" Lolina said with some interest.

“That’s true,” Li Lan thought for a moment and realized it really did seem like a raid, but then she felt a little uneasy. “If we’re talking about a raid, our team composition is completely inadequate.”

Li Lan is a half-baked, useless priest, Lana is a full-damage melee DPS, and Lolina is a summoner-type support. In that case, they are still missing a melee tank to absorb damage and a ranged burst DPS.

"Perhaps the strategies used in the game will come in handy?" Lana recalled her long-forgotten memories of pioneering the game.

"Who knows? We've discussed this before. There are no health bars or anything like that in this world. Taking a direct hit might kill you."

Li Lan waved her hand. "I think we need to find those seven people as soon as possible."

Although the relationship between the two sides deteriorated rapidly after that night, cooperation is still necessary in order to fight against this potentially invincible force, even if it requires Li Lan to lose face.

Lana understood what Li Lan meant and grumbled, "Look at them, we should be glad they didn't lay a hand on us. You should know I don't want to deal with them."

Two major conflicts caused Lana's impression of those people to plummet to its lowest point.

"I didn't expect you to be so petty, Lana," Li Lan said with a wry smile.

"I call this being true to myself!"

As they talked, the three of them had already turned a corner, but just as they turned the corner, two figures lying on the ground not far away made them feel a rare sense of fear for a few seconds.

"These two are..." There was no mistake; they were wearing the same black gothic dresses that only witches would wear, and one of them even had distinct wolf ears. Besides that, Li Lan was horrified to discover that the two were lying in a pool of blood, their condition unknown.

"Is there an ambush nearby?" Based on this suspicion, the three hesitated to make any rash moves. After waiting for a few seconds, Lana, as if on cue, grabbed the Libra Cross Greatsword and led the way, while Lorina stood at the back, on guard. The three of them slowly walked forward...

Sure enough, enemies always meet. The two on the ground were Britney, codename 015, who had previously clashed violently with Li Lan, and Della, codename 013, the leader of the seven witches.

At this moment, Britney has a Libra cross sword stuck in her back, piercing her heart. Combining this with Li Lan's speculation about the contents of the "Stone Wall Diary," it's not hard to conclude that these witches are very likely fighting amongst themselves.

Della's condition was far more gruesome. A horrific, bloody wound ripped from her back; the near-fatal slash had severed her wings and broken her spine. Furthermore, a wound pierced her heart—a truly shocking sight.

"Hey, hey, hey, this is as dead as can be, isn't it?" Lana's lips twitched slightly as she looked at it.

Aren't these people transmigrators from the same world? Why are they so ruthless?

Chapter 57 The Fake Priest

"He must really be dead, right?"

Seeing the injuries on the two people, Lolina also felt a chill run down her spine.

As a member of the Raven Feather Clan and a necromancer, Lolina is exceptionally sensitive to the perception of souls. Her class skill "Death Omen LV1" not only allows her to sense most dangers, but also enables her to make a preliminary judgment on whether a living being is already dead.

Just as she approached the two seemingly dead "corpses," she was suddenly taken aback. "Huh, they're not dead? They're still alive?"

"Huh? He's not dead?"

At first, Li Lan also thought that the two guys were definitely dead and felt a little sorry for them. But when she heard Luo Lina say that the two guys were not dead, she couldn't help but show a ghost-like expression.

"real or fake?"

Lana was also surprised.

"Why would I lie to you? Wait, why do you all seem to want those two to die?" Lolina couldn't help but complain.

Li Lan and Lana fell silent for a moment, as if Luo Lina had hit the nail on the head.

Even a clay Buddha has a temper, and the numerous instances of targeting they'd faced since their first meeting had long since annoyed Li Lan and Lana, leading them to avoid them like the plague. If it weren't for the sheer danger of this underground area, Li Lan probably wouldn't have considered joining forces with these people.

Now it seems that a united front is indeed necessary, but the two guys lying on the ground still made Li Lan hesitate for a while.

"Karen, I'm not the kind of person who can easily let things go. If it were me, I probably wouldn't have helped her." Lana guessed that Li Lan might know a lot of the temple's secrets, otherwise she wouldn't have mentioned joining forces with these people so many times before.

He glanced around again, pretending not to see the two unconscious witches on the ground. "I'll keep watch around here. You decide whether to save them. If their conflict was caused by infighting, saving them might make it harder to win over the other five witches."

The implication is that if these two witches can't work together, there are five others we can try.

After speaking, Lana took a few more steps forward, staring intently at the darkness at the end of the corridor.

Li Lan was also very conflicted. He did find these guys disgusting, but his reason kept telling him that he had to deal with them carefully. If he saved them and did them a favor, they might be easier to talk to later.

"If they're fighting amongst themselves, then saving them means fighting against five other people. But we can't delay any longer. If we delay even a few more seconds, these two might be dead."

Many thoughts flashed through Li Lan's mind, but seeing the miserable state of the two guys on the ground, compassion ultimately overcame her past hostility towards them.

“I’ll give it a try. If I can’t save him, we’ll see if we can find five other people to work with.”

Li Lan gave an affirmative answer that she could save them, but if they survived, she would have to ask them about their exact condition later.

Aren't these guys supposed to be extremely protective of each other, like "iron brothers"?

Looking at the wounds inflicted by this betrayal, Li Lan was utterly baffled.

"Revelation!"

With a flick of his right hand, the priest's exclusive class artifact, the "elegant great hammer," appeared in his hand.

"Well, your priest's sacred artifact is quite unique."

Lorina was a little stunned. In fact, she had witnessed Li Lan using his own weapon back when they cooperated to kill the witch who had transformed into a form of Chaos. She had always thought that a priest's weapon would be a traditional staff or something, but she never expected it to be such a violent and powerful weapon.

Li Lan felt a sudden weight in her hand as the sledgehammer slammed onto the floor with a loud thud, and her cheeks immediately felt hot.

"Damn it, this is so embarrassing! I wouldn't even dare to say I can't lift a hammer!"

Despite grumbling inwardly, Li Lan acted without the slightest hesitation, moving with effortless grace.

"Pray!" "Bless!" "Protect!"

Regardless, let's focus on the three states first. As Li Lan waved his hand, a faint light flashed on the two heavily injured guys on the ground, and then they went about as usual.

"Ok?"

It seems like it's not working...

No, it really doesn't work!

Li Lan was a little embarrassed. He had already used it once when Lana was injured for the first time, and in the end, he still managed to fix it with recovery medicine.

Shaking her head, perhaps to give herself some psychological comfort, Li Lan helplessly recalled the "Revelation" in her hand.

"how?"

Luo Lina asked, having observed Li Lan's actions and finding the skill used somewhat unremarkable.

"My injuries are too severe; my skills are ineffective," Li Lan explained guiltily.

"I see. Then there's nothing we can do. It's not our fault we can't save them," Lolina said, trying to comfort them since she thought they were doomed.

Li Lan understood Luo Lina's implied meaning and replied in a serious tone, "Don't worry, we still have the all-powerful recovery medicine."

The recovery potion is far more powerful than Li Lan's skill, which is truly a sad fact.

Crouching down, Li Lan started with Della, who was the most seriously injured. He took out a bottle of ordinary-quality recovery potion stored in the magic book.

Recovery potions are categorized into common, excellent, and top-grade. The better the quality, the better the effect and the faster the healing time.

Tearing open the blood-stained clothes, Li Lan gasped slightly. The gruesome, mangled wound was even more severe than he had imagined. He couldn't understand how such an injury could have saved her life.

Of course, Li Lan didn't notice that the silver angel ring that originally belonged to Della had been completely shattered and had long since vanished from the central main hall. Little did he know that Della's race was the "Divine Feather Clan." As "Apostles of the Gods," according to the "Goddess Legend" that Li Lan and the other two had been playing, divine races generally share a racial characteristic: they are reborn once after death.

In the game, you are resurrected with 10% of your original health after death, but this is reality, and it's different from the game.

Della's survival was a temporary reprieve from her severe injuries, paid for with the permanent shattering of her "Angel's Ring." Without timely intervention, she would surely perish. Moreover, the shattering of the "Angel's Ring" signifies the loss of divine attributes, the future consequences of which remain unknown.

"Zizi-"

When the healing potion landed on the wound, it emitted a corrosive white smoke, and the wound worsened again, turning from dark red to pitch black.

"What happened?" Li Lan's expression immediately turned serious when she realized that even healing potions could sometimes fail. "Preliminary assessment suggests that the witch who wanted to kill them possessed curse-based abilities, causing their wounds to be difficult to heal."

No matter how you look at it, the situation is quite dire. Li Lan noticed the personal information page on the magic book out of the corner of his eye, and a thought struck him: "That's right! I think I could give this job skill a try!"

Setting aside the recovery potion in her hand, Li Lan silently chanted, "First aid."

Her mind went blank with a buzz, and Li Lan forgot everything around her. All her attention was focused on the shocking wound. "Sure enough, the wound was completely necrotic due to the curse. The necrotic parts need to be removed before the medicine can be effective."

A flood of strange information rushed into Li Lan's mind. She didn't know what she was doing, but she acted on instinct.