Millennium Witch

She stood in the silent twilight, exhaling silently, looking at the bright moonlight streaming through the broken window in the distance, confirming that she had returned to the real world, back to the night before she was to say goodbye to the residents of the puppet town.

The stench in the air had not yet dissipated, and the streets outside the ruined buildings must still be awash in blood; perhaps less than five minutes had passed.

She lowered her head, cast a light spell, and glanced at the plastic box in her hand.

The hamster was inside, but the previously lively little animal was now lying motionless in the wood shavings. She opened the lid and poked it, finding that its body was warm, but it seemed to be in a deep sleep, and no matter how she touched it, she could not wake it up.

It's almost like... he's become a vegetable.

A few minutes later, after several attempts, Yvette found an answer.

The hamster's body was alive, but its spirit vanished. The moment it emerged from the dream, its spirit didn't follow; only its body crossed the boundary between dream and reality.

Whether the memory body follows is impossible to determine. But without a spirit body, it's as if one is dead, so what difference does it make whether or not there's a memory body?

It seems there's no way to bring the people from my dreams out of this... Well, there's no need for them to know about this hopeless future...

Yvette sighed softly, burned the hamster's corpse, then picked up her large suitcase, floated into the air, and flew over the collapsed walls, over the endless corpses in the darkness, and over the starry sky above the treetops, heading back the way she came.

Chapter 65 Dragon

Because she hadn't slept for too long during the final part of the dream, Yvette slept soundly until the afternoon of the next day in the RV back in Puppet Town, before waking up with drowsy eyes and letting out a long yawn.

It was a chilly afternoon, the late autumn sky was gloomy, and the pale sunlight fell on the withered leaves on the ground, carrying a gloomy feeling that made one feel listless.

When Yvette got out of the car, she saw the Elder brewing steaming tea, sitting on a bench at the entrance of the town, gazing at the distant horizon. If you disregarded his old, mechanical body, he looked quite like a lonely old man in a human village, every move exuding the vicissitudes of time.

"You got up a little late today, Miss Yvette. Is this your secret to cultivation?" The Grand Elder raised a teacup to Yvette, then poured the hot tea over himself, indicating he was drinking it heartily. Although the scene was abstract, Yvette had completely adapted and was used to it.

“Almost,” Yvette said. “Elder, I’m about to leave.”

"Are you leaving now?"

"Ah."

"I'll go and inform everyone." The elder quickly stood up.

“No need. I only notified you because I didn’t want to see that kind of scene,” Yvette said calmly, shaking her head.

“Alright… I understand what you mean, Miss Yvette.” A sigh came from the elder’s loudspeaker. He said with a long sigh, “Since you wish your departure to be less grand, I will respect your wishes. I wish you a safe journey. In our small kingdom, it may take more than ten years for a foreign visitor to come. I hope that one day I can see you again and hear your stories from your journey.”

“I definitely will… Also, please don’t forget to keep an eye out for that blonde girl.”

"Haha, don't worry, I have a good memory, I won't forget."

"Thank you, I'll go then."

"Bon Voyage!"

"See you."

After a brief farewell, Yvette didn't return to town. Instead, she got into the driver's seat and drove the RV in a distant direction. That was her planned next destination: another metropolitan site within the New Eden United States.

Looking in the rearview mirror at the elder still standing at the village entrance, clumsily waving goodbye to her, Yvette's dark red eyes showed no sadness or joy, no emotion whatsoever.

She was never truly sure whether the emotional fluctuations of the puppets, who were dedicated to mimicking humans, were genuine or merely powerful acting skills. This suspicion permeated every moment of her life in the puppet town, and instead of fading with time, it grew stronger.

But perhaps, she will find the answer to this question during her future travels.

……

Yvette's direction of travel is the northern part of Kuroshio Island. In her travel plan, she will travel from top to bottom, completing the northern, central and southern parts of Kuroshio Island in turn before making any plans for the next round of crossing the sea.

The north is naturally relatively cold, especially since Kuroshio Island is located in the Northern Hemisphere. With late autumn approaching winter, snow began to fall from the sky after only a short distance, and even the alien creatures on the road became increasingly scarce, as if they were hibernating.

As she drove into a stretch of rolling mountains, she parked her RV beside a snow-covered forest. Then, she picked up the repair fluid she had brought from her dream and began to paint the RV to prevent it from being damaged beyond repair in this confined area.

It must be said that Lintui Biotechnology's material repair liquid is indeed amazing. After spraying and drying, the coated part only has a semi-transparent hard film, but the hardness is astonishingly high. If it is a low-level aberration attack, it probably won't be able to leave a scratch.

After finishing her work, it was already getting dark. She went back to her RV and slept for a while, only planning to set off again early the next morning.

Before setting off, however, she planned to see if there were any wild animals nearby. If she could hunt some rabbits or something, and make some roasted game, it would effectively increase her travel happiness.

She opened the car door and wandered around in the snow-covered mountains. She didn't see any wild rabbits, but she did see a few gray wolves.

But they were unusually wary, as if they mistook Yvette for a mutant. Seeing a slender, silver-haired girl, they showed no aggression whatsoever, instead running far away, which was surprisingly cowardly.

Yvette had no interest in hunting gray wolves; she might have wanted to pet them, but seeing that the pack dared not approach, she sighed in resignation and gave up. However, just as she was about to set off peacefully, a sudden, loud motorcycle roar approaching from afar, accompanied by a woman's piercing scream, caught her attention.

She turned her head and saw a familiar-looking blue-haired girl riding a motorcycle suddenly rush out from the opposite ridge, speeding down the snowy slope, screaming in pain. Even more outrageous, not long after she rushed down the slope, a...

dragon? !

Yvette stood still, taking a closer look, and realized it was a dragon—a small black dragon with a wingspan of about ten meters and two horns on its head. Flames billowed from its mouth, constantly spewing fire at the fleeing Ice Rain, who, relying on her motorcycle skills, was in grave danger, seemingly on the verge of death.

Yvette frowned, somewhat confused about what was going on.

Although archaeological research on the origins of civilizations has proven that dragons lived on Earth at least 30,000 years ago, with even clear skeletal fossils discovered, making it seem like irrefutable evidence, the question remains: this is a post-apocalyptic world, where humanity has been extinct for less than a thousand years. Where did this black dragon come from?

Could this be a special evolutionary aberration that simply looks like a dragon?

Or perhaps... someone who traveled from another time?

She immediately took flight, heading towards the direction of the icy rain. Just as a ball of flame was about to land on the puppet girl, she summoned a simple defensive spell made of water elements from afar, using a water shield to completely intercept the flame.

This sudden turn of events startled the black dragon's pursuit. It let the magical girl escape on her motorcycle, then turned its cold gaze to Yvette, before opening its mouth without hesitation and exhaling again.

Yvette stood still, and the red runes quickly spread to her entire body, covering even her black dress.

After bathing in the flames, she stood unharmed in mid-air, hearing the black dragon let out an angry roar.

This seemed like a clear sign of attack, instinctively raising one's guard and preparing for a full-scale defense. But just as Yvette was getting ready to continue the attack, the black dragon suddenly turned around, flapping its wings and charging along the ridge—the roar from before was nothing but a bluff; its true purpose was to escape!

But... that won't do. As the black dragon gradually disappeared into the distance, Yvette narrowed her eyes, and a blue runic ring lit up around her, from which a strong current of cold air rushed out and swept towards the direction of the black dragon.

The Frost Bullet is no longer confined to the form of a bullet; it has gained more versatility, and calling it "Frost Control" might be more appropriate. The same applies to the other spells; after all, the entire structure has been reset, essentially a programmer rewriting a mountain of code. The only connection might be the shared elemental properties.

In the pure white chill, the black dragon, which hadn't flown far, immediately stiffened and plummeted straight down into the forest below, snapping several saplings and sending up a cloud of snow dust. When Yvette landed in front of it, she could clearly hear its screams and howls.

"Damn it, how can there be such a powerful human mage in this godforsaken place... and a female mage at that... Could she be that evil god? Could she really be that evil witch? It's all over, it's all over..."

It can actually speak human language, and it's even standard Glorious Language. It really is a black dragon that has traveled through time... Upon hearing the familiar words "evil god," Yvette's lips slowly curled upwards, revealing a slight, ambiguous smile.

Chapter 66 Legendary Mage

Dugrabi felt that he had never been so unlucky in his dragon life.

Since it ran away from the Dragon Kingdom to explore the Endless Sea, it crossed the Abyss out of curiosity and couldn't find its way back. Now, it has been living alone in this snowy mountain range in the Land of the End for a full 10 years.

For the past ten years, fearing the presence of even more terrifying evil spirits outside, or perhaps encountering the legendary evil god "Witch of the End" sealed here, the young dragon dared not step out of this initial mountain range. All it did was sleep, daydream, entertain itself, and hunt wild animals to roast and eat. Its life was incredibly miserable, and it was almost on the verge of death.

The only belief that sustained it through such a life was the long lifespan of dragons, which allowed it to barely survive.

As long as it can survive until the next aurora reappears and the Abyss opens, allowing it to escape this hellish place, it will do anything it wants, even suppress its rebellious nature and live a life of obedience in the Dragon Kingdom. It will have no objections.

But what it didn't expect was that after such a long and arduous ten years, the aurora didn't appear, but instead it encountered what it seemed to be the last thing it wanted to see.

Unlike the puppet girl who had been running away while muttering in some unknown dialect, Dugrabi was certain that this female mage who had suddenly appeared and displayed formidable power was a completely human woman, not an alchemical creation that resembled a human.

In the Land of the End, who else could be a human woman with such power and such appearance besides the legendary King of Evil Gods?

It immediately regretted it, wishing it hadn't chased after that alchemical creation that looked like a young girl. Although it had been shot in the buttocks by her alchemical gun while it was sleeping, causing it both pain and anger, to be honest, killing it would only be a way to vent its anger, and it couldn't eat it anyway.

In the past, it was always extremely wary of such mysterious, unidentified humanoid alchemical creations and kept its distance. This time, however, it lost its temper for the first time and tried to kill the creature, only to be arrested. It was unclear whether it was just bad luck or a trap set by an evil god.

However, considering its own intelligence, caution, and noble lineage, it believes it is most likely the latter.

……

Soon, seeing the silver-haired girl land on the ground and slowly walk up to him, Dugrabi, whose body was stiff, struggled to raise his head, his eyes fierce, ready to breathe on her.

No matter what, it is a member of the dragon race with pure blood. Even if it faces an evil god, it must not disgrace the dragon race.

And perhaps because it had been frozen by the cold air, it had calmed down a bit and was now wondering if the other party was an evil god.

Perhaps it's another human mage who, like it, stumbled upon this place by mistake?

Although it is already very powerful, if it is truly an evil god, its methods should be even more wicked and brutal. It might be instantly killed with just a thought.

"From the Radiant Continent?" it heard the silver-haired girl ask.

"More or less." Dugrabi said defiantly, his neck stiff. "Human, who are you? State your name now! I am Dugrabi, son of the Flame Dragon King of the Dragon Kingdom. Dare to oppose me? Are you prepared to face the wrath of the dragons?"

"ask you a question."

"Hmph! You coward, you don't even dare to give your name, yet you expect me to answer..." Dugrabi said in an authoritative tone, but was quickly struck by a bolt of lightning, gasping in pain, "Hiss—!!"

"Want to get another electric shock?" Yvette said expressionlessly.

"No...no..." Dugrabi immediately became obedient. It thought that although this witch might not be an evil god, at this moment, she seemed to be just as terrifying as an evil god.

“Do you know Rosalind Theon?” Yvette asked.

“Rosalind Theon? That’s the name on the continent…wait, are you talking about that legendary mage?” Dugrabi thought for a moment, his tone surprised.

“A legendary mage?” Yvette paused for a moment, then nodded. “It should be. Tell me more about it.”

"Explain in detail? Aren't you human? Why do I have to introduce you? How many years has it been since you've left the world? Your information is so limited..."

Dugrabi muttered to itself, but seeing Yvette's impatient look, it immediately said, "I... I don't know much about legendary mages either, after all, I'm just a dragon! I've hardly ever left the South Sea! I've only heard my father say that she is the strongest person in the human world, and the only person in history to achieve the unification of the Eastern and Western continents. She is revered as the 'Lord of Humans and Demons,' and even the demon gods and true gods tacitly approve of her actions... uh, that's about it."

It paused, then added, "I hate reading most of all. If you ask me about her, all I know are some common rumors... Don't expect much from me!"

Yvette's dark red pupils held a new emotion, making her appear much gentler. After processing this information, she asked again, "Is she... alright now? I mean, is she still alive?"

"I don't know about that. I've been in the Land of the End for ten years, but before that, the legendary mage hadn't shown himself in public for about forty or fifty years, and had been in seclusion at the 'Academy of Truth'. But he should still be alive, otherwise, such a great figure wouldn't have suddenly disappeared without a trace..."

Dugrabi cautiously examined the silver-haired girl before him, and couldn't help but speculate about her relationship with the legendary mage.

Acquaintance? Partner? Relative? Enemy? Or some other kind of relationship?

She cared about the legendary mage, but she didn't know anything about his life. This was undoubtedly a very contradictory situation, unless she had been imprisoned in the Land of the End nearly 150 or even 200 years ago, which is why she couldn't know about the situation in the human world.

But do such people really exist? Are they just incredibly unlucky, never encountering the aurora and the abyss and unable to escape, or do they choose to stay in this godforsaken place to cultivate asceticism?

Thinking of this, a rumor that he had heard by chance in the past suddenly came to mind for Dugrabi.

This is a legend about the legendary mage Rosalind Theon, which is said to have been spread by the mage herself.

Legend has it that the legendary sorceress, in her youth, mistakenly entered the Land of the End, a place in mythology where an evil god was sealed, a place feared by all. Fortunately, she didn't encounter the evil god, but instead met a benevolent deity living there, not featured in mainstream mythology, known as the "Silver Witch." After being rescued, the young sorceress followed this great being on a period of spiritual training, and many years later, under her protection, returned to the human world, thus beginning her legendary life.

Of course, this is just a legend that has emerged in recent decades, circulating among bards as a dramatic supplement to the legendary experiences of this "Supreme Commander of the Pan-Human Alliance" and "Second Generation Demon King." Its authenticity is debatable—after all, the life of the legendary mage is so legendary that it has almost entered the realm of epic mythology, and it would be a shame not to include some extraordinary adventures.

Dugrabi heard this story from impure dragon descendants while wandering around the Dragon Kingdom. He initially just took it as a lighthearted anecdote, but now...

It glanced at the mysterious girl's striking long silver hair and thought to itself that this was a bit hard to say.

Although the legend doesn't mention many details about the Silver Witch's appearance, only saying that she was a beautiful girl, since she's called the Silver Witch, it's intuitive to think that she would have silver hair, right?

This girl happens to be beautiful from a human aesthetic point of view...

Doesn't that match up perfectly?

Could the legend be true? Is the deity "Silver Witch" not a myth, but a real and existing being, right before our eyes?

Was it actually a stroke of good luck, rather than a stroke of bad luck?

A little later tonight

Chapter 67 can no longer be dealt with perfunctorily.

Yvette was naturally unaware that she had unknowingly transformed from the evil goddess of the end into the benevolent goddess of the silver witch.

But even if she knew, she wouldn't care. After all, she didn't really have any connection with the Radiant Continent, and she certainly wouldn't go there before she had the ability to protect herself against a true god. So, fame was meaningless to her.

She's currently preoccupied with thoughts of her students.

Although the identity of the "strongest person in the world" and how long her lifespan can be extended are unknown, the fact that Rosalyn has been in seclusion for forty or fifty years does match the information that Bingyu "seemed to have seen her in the Holy Temple thirty years ago".

With that in mind, Yvette decided to check the timelines on both sides first. She asked, "How many years ago did the first war between humans and demons begin?"

“Uh… I hate history class the most, so I don’t remember very clearly, but it was probably about five hundred years ago?” Dugrabi said uncertainly.

Yvette nodded slightly. Two hundred years ago, when she was exchanging information about the Radiant Continent with Rosalin, the student's answer to this question was three hundred years, which was also the time when the Demon King of the Abyss Continent was born.

Now, more than two hundred years have passed, and the answer from five hundred years ago matches perfectly. Therefore, it can be concluded that the flow of time is the same on both sides, and Rosalyn really did use seclusion as an excuse to secretly return to the Land of the End.

but……

Why didn't you go back to the island?

Is it because they can't find their way, are in danger, or are there other unforeseen circumstances?