Mystery: The Witch of Desire

"Who exactly are you...?"

She squeezed out a few words through gritted teeth, and as she spoke, she amplified the power of the disease on Livre. Although the other was also a Witch of Pain, the effects of the disease were limited, but Tracy firmly believed that she had become a Witch of Pain much earlier, and her control over the disease was definitely superior to the other's.

As long as the battle continues and the pathogen concentration increases, everything will be alright...

After a moment's thought, Livre said in a deep voice:

"General of Illness, I have no intention of being your enemy. Let's leave each other instead. There's no need to fight to the death here."

Tracy snorted coldly, every word she uttered carrying a hint of hatred:

"Fine, send all your women over here so I can humiliate them at will, and I'll make peace with you!"

As she spoke, Tracy channeled even more of her spirituality into creating pathogens; countless tiny, invisible ghosts flew out from beneath her, filling the air around Livre…

Liviel felt the effects of the pathogens and began to experience dizziness, fever, and joint pain. If it weren't for her strong affinity for disease as a witch of pain, she would probably be dead by now, bleeding from all seven orifices.

She raised the sapphire ring with a slight movement, intending to use her mirror-travel ability to escape, but Tracy, clearly very familiar with the sapphire ring left by her mother, quickly rushed forward and launched a preemptive attack on Livre. Meanwhile, Misor King twisted Livre's resistance, rendering her defense weak and ineffective.

Livre had no choice but to retreat first, dodging and weaving as she looked for an opportunity. She hadn't thought that Misor King was very strong when she had briefly fought him before, but now she found that as a support character, Misor King's ability to corrupt Baron was surprisingly troublesome.

Since she couldn't kill Tracy anytime soon, Livre put the Wriggling Hunger on her left hand, intending to deal with Misor King first.

Taking advantage of the moment when Tracy threw the ice spear at her, Livre pretended to dodge awkwardly, actually getting closer and closer to Misor King. Then, she concealed herself and dashed to within a few meters of Misor King.

Misor King hurriedly opened his mouth, trying to use his bribery ability to weaken Livre, but Livre had already switched her shepherding soul to the interrogator. Her eyes shot out two yellow lightning bolts, which struck Misor King between the eyebrows, interrupting his chanting and causing him to scream in agony.

Then, Livre quickly switched her soul to the 'Gatekeeper', raised her hand, and a gate to the underworld filled with filth opened in the void. Countless resentful limbs stretched out and firmly grabbed Mithril King's limbs and head, pulling him into the gate to the underworld.

"You killed Zilingus!"

Tracy realized something was wrong, and her shock deepened. She hurriedly flicked out silk threads from her fingertips, trying to bind Misor King and pull him back.

However, the bindings of the Gate of the Underworld were extremely strange; no matter how hard Tracy's spider silk tried, it could not pull Misor King back even a fraction of an inch.

Torn apart by the pulls from both sides, Misor King howled in agony. His twisting abilities had little effect on the Gates of the Underworld, and he could only slowly slide toward the gates, bit by bit.

Tracy was extremely anxious. If things continued like this, Misor King would eventually be swallowed by the Gates of the Underworld. Then, she would have to face that troublesome woman alone again.

After a moment's thought, Tracy simply gave up on pulling, straightened the spider silk, drew it into a long bow, and then transformed the frost into ice arrows and nocked them onto the bow.

Whoosh!

One after another, sharp ice arrows shot towards Livre's vitals. *Thud! Thud!* Livre's body shattered into pieces, then vanished abruptly, leaving only a small magic wand about a foot long in the spot.

Livre appeared beside the gates of the underworld, her left hand switching to the psychiatrist's soul, aimed at Misor King, and a dragon's roar with overwhelming power resounded, piercing straight into Misor King's face.

The corrupt baron, in dire straits, was so shocked that he froze for a few seconds before being swallowed by the gates of the underworld and plunged directly into the eerie and chilling hell.

"asshole!"

Tracy felt a pang of sorrow. She had never really liked this third mate who had defected from Zillingus, but now she felt an unprecedented grief over the death of Misor King.

She realized that it would be difficult for her to defeat this woman. The best outcome would be to escape and seek revenge after she had advanced to demigod status.

Tracy glanced to her side; Elaine was still hanging from the tree, her hazy eyes filled with anticipation.

I wonder whose victory she's hoping for—mine, or hers?

Tracy already had a vague idea in her mind: if Elaine had expected her to win, she probably wouldn't have run away in the first place...

Tracy concealed herself and vanished into the void. But as a fellow witch, Liviel easily detected her presence and rushed towards Liviel's side, seemingly preparing to launch a new attack.

Liviel dared not be careless. While retreating, she unleashed her Dragon's Might on Tracy's target area, creating a wide-ranging deterrent.

However, after forcing Livia to retreat, Tracy's aura vanished instantly. The next second, a mirror that had been placed beside Elaine shattered, and Tracy's figure quietly appeared. A fiery red talisman in her hand exploded, igniting a raging flame that burned the spider silk binding Elaine.

The spider silk, which had heated up when exposed to fire, softened instantly, and Elaine's limp body fell into Tracy's arms.

Elaine, who had hugged Tracy, did not hesitate and turned to run away. However, at that moment, she suddenly felt her body freeze, and that painful feeling of rusty joints surged back.

No, when was it...?

Only then did she realize with astonishment that several colorless spiritual threads had been laid out around Elaine at some unknown time!

"Witches die because of friendship, that's so true."

Liviel wore a mocking smile, holding the puppet doll in her right hand. She flicked her fingers to manipulate the spiritual threads, wrapping them around Tracy's body. At the same time, she once again activated the Fallen Tree Spirit's power.

Tracy felt a wave of despair. She struggled desperately, but her body was exhausted from the long battle. Under Livre's control, she could hardly muster any more spirit or strength to resist.

For some reason, she didn't abandon Elaine at this critical moment, thus losing the best chance to escape.

Amidst her pain and resentment, Tracy glanced one last time at the panicked Elaine, then closed her eyes in despair.

"...How stupid!"

"Maybe I'm just that kind of fool..."

A bitter tear slid down her cheek.

Tracy was powerless to resist the trend of becoming a puppet and gradually lost control of her body.

Liviel, who was stirring the spiritual threads, let out a long sigh of relief.

It was a long battle, but thankfully, she finally achieved a precious victory.

She slowly manipulated the puppet strings, maintaining a suitable level of control over Tracy. Tracy could still think, speak, and make some simple movements, but she had lost any possibility of resistance.

Livre began to think about how to deal with Tracy.

Kill her? Although Livre wanted to do so, she was still wary of Tracy's mother, the ageless witch Katarina.

If this demigod knew that she had killed her child, she would probably seek revenge, wouldn't she?

But if he didn't kill Theresa, having such a powerful pirate general who harbored such hatred towards him would be a very troublesome matter...

After a moment's thought, Livre looked up at Tracy.

She said in a teasing tone:

"Tracy, now that things have come to this, is there anything else you want to say?"

Tracy kept her eyes tightly shut, unwilling to open them:

"No more words, take action now!"

Tracy's eyes were filled with pain. She tried hard to turn her gaze away from Livre's mocking eyes, but found that she couldn't even do that.

Her eyes turned bloodshot, and the intense pain in her heart burned fiercely, threatening to melt her entire being.

At this moment, Livre manipulated her head with silk threads, making her look down and see Elaine's tearful eyes, eyes filled with fear and despair.

At that moment, Tracy smiled.

Chapter 207 will be updated later.

Sorry, the previous chapters were blocked and need further revisions, so today's update will be a little late. (Hands clasped in prayer)

Chapter 207 Three People Dancing

She knew that Elaine was afraid, afraid that she would die with her.

Fine, at least I'll let you live...

Tracy felt the valve that had been holding her back suddenly burst open, and a torrent of pain surged forth. In that moment, she completely absorbed the pain potion.

Unfortunately, this moment came a little too late. If it had come just a little earlier, she could have advanced to become a demigod and wouldn't have ended up in such a miserable state.

Tracy let out a long, desperate sigh, and her arms loosened. Elaine jumped off her and, like a startled fawn, quickly hid behind Livre.

Seeing this, Tracy gave a bitter laugh, closed her eyes in despair, and quietly awaited death.

However, after a long time, instead of the fatal attack, she heard Elaine's cry of surprise.

Tracy opened her eyes, somewhat puzzled.

Tracy immediately became alert, and terrible memories surfaced in her mind:

On the Black Death, she witnessed the woman harming her mother.

Is she going to do the same thing again...?

Tracy let out a mournful cry of despair, biting her tongue as if to end her life in this way to avoid further humiliation.

But just then, she suddenly felt something strange in her body, and the surrounding environment seemed to change, with a rich and fragrant aroma filling her nostrils.

Tracy opened her eyes in surprise and found that everything around her had become lush and hazy, as if she were in a psychedelic green dream.

"Am I... already dead...?"

Just then, she spotted Elaine not far away. Elaine was wearing a bright green dress, with dark green vines wrapped around her, which made her fiery red hair stand out even more.

“Elena…”

Tracy called out softly and stepped forward to touch Elaine, only to find a figure suddenly appearing and blocking her way.

It was a figure combining the shape of a tree and a woman's body, exuding both alluring charm and vibrant vitality.

A creature that only existed in legends immediately came to Tracy's mind:

Tree spirit!

The tree spirit's face was none other than that woman's repulsive, beautiful face.

"What exactly are you?!"

Faced with Tracy's questioning, Livre simply smiled slightly:

"You ask who I am?"

A bewitching smile graced her exquisitely beautiful face, and vines adorned with flower buds sprouted from her side, exuding an intoxicating aura.

"I am the spring spirit that nurtures life and hope."

"I am the mirror witch who brings pain and pleasure."

"Dear Ms. Tracy, are you satisfied with this answer?"

Livre placed her hand on her chest and bowed slightly.

"How could this be? I'm a witch..."

Tracy felt a sense of powerlessness and disappointment at being unable to control herself, and her resentful gaze was exactly what Livre wanted to see.

Liviel gently raised her leafy arm, her voice dreamlike and ethereal:

"Let everything be lost in a dream..."

(The Fallen Tree Spirit's power is to control dreams; all of this happens within dreams, not in the real world.)

……

……

I don't know how much time passed.

Tracy opened her heavy eyes.

Everything around us is no longer dreamlike; the lush greenery has faded.

She carefully surveyed her surroundings but found no trace of the woman, and she was no longer bound by any restraints.

She looked up, somewhat puzzled, and asked:

"Where...where are we?"

“We’re still on that island,” Elaine replied calmly. “She’s gone.”

"She didn't kill me?"

Tracy naturally knew who the 'she' Elaine was referring to was, and her doubts only deepened.

“No,” Elaine shook her head. “But she took all your materials and diamond bracelet.”

Tracy then realized that the materials she needed to advance to demigodship were gone from under her disheveled clothes, and her wrists were empty.

However, she couldn't care less about that now. She looked Elaine up and down repeatedly, making sure that the other woman hadn't left and that she was right beside her.

After a long pause, Tracy asked with a somewhat complicated expression:

"Then...why are you still staying here?"

Elaine's light green eyes flickered, and she exhaled softly, saying slowly:

"I requested to stay."

Amid Tracy's surprised expression, Elaine continued: