Mystery: The Witch of Desire

Livre narrowed her eyes slightly and asked again:

"Do you think the information you've gathered is enough to complete the mission assigned to you by the organization?"

The red-haired witch looked troubled and hesitated before saying:

"The organization only instructed me to track Señor and investigate the 'Soul of War,' they didn't say anything else..."

It seems that everyone except Daniel and his group knows what they're escorting... There's a mole within the military. No, wait, the Witch Cult and the royal family have always had ties, so maybe the military told the Witch Cult to help them retrieve this sealed artifact? Of course, there are other possibilities... It's just too complicated, and this low-level guy probably doesn't know anything about it.

Livre's mind raced, her eyes narrowed, and her voice suddenly rose:

"You bastard! Who told you that?!"

Her left hand shifted, and her voice took on the authority of an arbitrator. The immense pressure immediately startled the ravaged witch, who stammered:

"Yes, it's a general suffering from illness..."

Tracy? It's her!

Livre was taken aback, feeling somewhat surprised.

Uh... this witch also has red hair. Tracy's taste is really consistent.

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

Where is Tracy?

Livre tried to sense the mirrors in Tracy's bedroom, but found that she couldn't sense any of them anymore. This meant that Tracy had cleaned them up and replaced them with new ones.

The red-haired witch then realized something was amiss and said with some doubt:

"Which deacon of the sect are you? I cannot reveal information about my superiors without permission."

Upon hearing this, Livre revealed a charming smile:

Your loyalty is commendable.

Before the other party could even catch their breath, she raised her hand and activated her psychic abilities, dragging the red-haired witch into the illusion.

Then, she activated the Fallen Tree Spirit's power, and a hazy emerald green mist immediately enveloped the surroundings.

With the intertwining of psychic abilities and dream-communicating powers, the red-haired witch's gates are wide open, allowing Liviel to claim all secrets and life.

"What's your name?"

As Liviel drained her life force, she asked.

“Be...Berna…”

The red-haired witch Berna groaned in a daze.

"Tracy's location."

"In Port Fabni..."

As Berna spoke, images gradually surfaced in her mind:

In Tracy's bedroom, two red-haired women are tied together, while Tracy herself holds a whip and indulges her desires wantonly.

Elaine and Berna... that Tracy guy, she's really having a blast.

Livre silently grumbled to herself as she found a brand new full-length mirror in the picture.

She immediately sensed the full-length mirror and locked onto Tracy's location:

The port of Fabuni on the eastern coast of East Bairan is approximately 550 kilometers from the current location of the Blood Admiral...

Having learned Tracy's location, Livre felt relieved and began preparing to deal with the Blood Admiral.

She gently patted Berna's shoulder and said:

"Wait here for me, I'll get you out of here soon."

Berna, who had just woken up from her dream, was still in a daze and just nodded blankly.

Liviel concealed herself and walked out of the cell onto the deck, sensing the mirrors on the 'Tree of Flesh and Blood'.

She emerged from the mirror of an empty room and headed towards the captain's cabin.

Before she even got close, Livre heard a woman screaming in agony and a man groaning through gritted teeth coming from the captain's cabin.

Livre moved closer, then stopped, using the mirror in the room as her eyes to observe herself:

A pale-faced man with deep-set eyes and light brown pupils stood there holding a red-hot branding iron. He was probably in his forties, with a black mustache and an old tricorn hat on his head.

Liviel was familiar with the man's appearance; his wanted poster was always on her mind, gradually building up into a clear image.

"Blood General" Señor!

In the country of Loen alone, his bounty is 42000 pounds!

There were four crosses on either side of him. On the left cross hung two men and on the right cross hung two women, all of them naked and covered in wounds.

Señor dipped the branding iron into the charcoal brazier, then lifted it up after a moment.

He pointed the red-hot, sizzling branding iron at a woman's body, then said to another man:

"Take a good look at how your sister is roasted bit by bit."

The man's lips had been cut open on both sides, his jaw had fallen limply as if dislocated, and only half of his tongue remained, struggling to roll around and uttering only indistinct cries of pain.

Beast...

Despite having heard of Señor's infamous reputation before, witnessing his evil deeds firsthand still filled Liviel with extreme anger.

She completed a journey through the mirror world and pulled out the 'Last Whisper'.

Livre learned from the two pirates she killed that Señor belonged to the Prisoner Pathway Sequence 5 'Wraith', which had the ability to become a spirit and possess others, making him very difficult to kill.

We must strike unexpectedly and kill them in one blow.

Livre concealed herself, carrying the 'Last Whisper', and stepped out of the mirror world.

Just then, the air pressure in the room suddenly tightened, and a wind chime began to vibrate violently, rushing wildly throughout the room before finally settling above Livre's head, tinkling incessantly.

It was discovered!

Livre had anticipated that Señor might have some kind of warning method, so without any hesitation, she lunged forward and raised her gun to Señor, who was standing there stunned.

boom!

The infused spirituality transformed into golden bullets, which flew from the muzzle of the musket and pierced directly into Señor's tall body.

In an instant, a huge hole appeared in Señor's chest cavity, and his internal organs, bones, and flesh flew everywhere. His mountain-like body crashed to the ground.

However, an ominous premonition welled up in Livre's heart. The next second, a phantom black line flew out from Señor's corpse and moved rapidly around the room, using tables, chairs, glass windows, and the floor to complete one leap after another, quickly closing the distance between the two.

Liviel sensed directly that the black line was definitely not a good thing, so instead of waiting in place, she made small, quick movements to avoid being touched by it.

Unable to reach Livre's body, the black thread immediately turned and flew into the body of a woman hanging on a cross.

Immediately afterwards, the woman fell from the cross, stood up trembling, and her previously dull eyes turned bloodshot.

She let out a shrill wail and pounced on Livre with lightning speed. Her originally fair and slender fingers transformed into werewolf-like claws, coated with green venom.

Livre dodged to the side, releasing spider silk from her hand to bind the woman, immobilizing her.

But in that brief moment, she noticed that Señor's chest wound was healing rapidly, and he was able to stand up again.

Beyonders on the Prisoner Path possess terrifying vitality. At Sequence 5, they are difficult to kill completely unless their spirit is damaged. However, Señor can perform possession maneuvers, transferring his spirit into other life forms...

Livre couldn't help but feel a little troubled; Señor was probably even more difficult to deal with than Tracy.

At this moment, the black thread flew out from the immobilized woman again, rapidly approaching Liviel. Liviel jumped back, concealing her figure, and stepped out from another mirror, switching her writhing hunger to the Priestess of Light.

Señor's performance made her realize one thing: for a "vengeful spirit" to possess a target and directly control their body, it must first enter a certain range.

Liviel kept changing positions, deliberately controlling the orientation between herself and Señor's physical body and spirit, waiting for the distance to become more suitable.

She deliberately created an opening. Just as Señor slowed down slightly, preparing to possess her from a distance, Livre's left glove suddenly became holy and radiant, as if it were constructed layer upon layer from pure particles.

She then uttered an obscure ancient Hermetic word:

"Purify!"

Senor had a premonition and, before Livia could open her mouth, abruptly changed position. However, within a range of seven or eight meters, everything was enveloped in brilliant light, and his evasion had no effect.

This is a matter of scope!

Señor's spirit suddenly slowed down, outlining its form in the real world. Livre raised the old musket in her right hand, pulled back the hammer, and brought the opponent into the "aiming circle".

With the help of the 'last whisper', she saw that the other person's body was filled with various colors, and the pale white that represented weakness was not on the head, but a little above the Adam's apple.

Without hesitation or delay, Livre pulled the trigger.

She infused this shot with twice the spiritual power, launching a fatal attack directly at Señor's spirit!

At that moment, Señor's physical body fluctuated and quickly swapped positions with the spirit.

The pale gold bullet pierced his neck with unerring accuracy, shattering it, and his head, now without support, rolled off the ground!

A layer of golden flames also ignited on the neck of the Señor spirit, but it was not fatal!

His spirit quickly raised its head and opened its mouth:

A sharp shriek immediately erupted, piercing Livre's ears and making her head buzz, her body momentarily frozen in place.

The shrieks of vengeful spirits...

Unseen souls had somehow appeared around Señor, then, accompanied by a chilling wind, they rushed towards Liviel from the sky, from the ground, and from all directions.

In each of Livre's eyes, the figure of a pale man wearing a tricorn hat and a red coat quickly appeared. The severed heads were split in two and returned to their newly grown necks. The bodies of the Senors were about to become whole again.

Swish!

Liviel lifted the sapphire ring on her finger, and her body instantly shattered into countless fragments.

She entered the mirror before the vengeful spirit could truly possess her!

On a desk less than ten meters away, ripples appeared on the surface of a mirror.

Livre leaped lightly out of it, raised the "Last Whisper" again, aimed at the spot where she had been standing, and poured in twice the normal amount of spiritual energy.

boom!

She pulled the trigger, and the pale golden bullet shattered into countless fragments, carrying holy flames, sweeping across the area the gun was aimed at. The invisible ghosts and spirits were like those struck by a solar storm, screaming and burning without any resistance.

Señor's possession attempt failed, and he immediately knew he would face a counterattack. He instantly teleported into a shard of glass nearby to try to dodge, but the bullet storm brought by "The Last Whisper" covered a considerable area, including the shard of glass!

Amidst the deafening roar, several golden flames struck the glass, failing to hit it directly but causing only burns. Señor leaped once more onto the surface of the full-length mirror, appearing on the surface of a drop of liquid sliding down the woman's body on the distant cross. She bore numerous festering wounds inflicted by the 'Last Whisper,' but they were not severe.

Can Señor also walk through mirrors? No, ripples, mirrors, liquid surfaces... he can walk through objects that reflect images!

This is too tricky. It's so similar to the witch's abilities... No, what if he travels through the mirror again, and I'm prepared...

Liviel took a deep breath and mobilized the spiritual energy within her. After experiencing a long-distance teleportation and firing three shots with 'Last Whisper', she had very little spiritual energy left!

She quickly raised her left hand, which was shimmering with a bright light, and activated the power of the Priestess of Light once again, enveloping the entire room and bathing all objects that could reflect images in a golden light.

Then, she raised the 'Last Whisper' and infused it with a small amount of spirituality.

boom!

The spiritual energy transformed inside the gun barrel and was ejected like shotgun pellets. Although the lethality was not strong, it covered all corners within a ten-meter radius around Señor.

Señor once again left his body, moving about on the surfaces of various objects that were affected.

Livre tightened her left hand, the sunlight became scorching, and all the liquids evaporated, even the blood and bodily fluids on the men's and women's bodies.

With greatly reduced room to maneuver, Señor's spirit touched a window pane, and Livre quickly threw an ice spear that shattered the glass. Then, in a panic, Señor once again entered the full-length mirror.

Having anticipated this, Livre immediately gripped the sapphire ring tightly.

In the mirror world, the witch is the ruler.

Chapter 216 Stir-fry

As soon as Señor entered the mirror world, he immediately sensed that something was wrong.

When he was inside the mirror, he only wandered around in those limited passages, without ever touching the illusory darkness on both sides of the passages.

This time, however, he felt as if the darkness around him had come alive, filled with hostility towards him.

Señor couldn't help but shudder and immediately sped up, trying to get out of the mirror as quickly as possible.

However, this passage seemed exceptionally long. Señor hurried for dozens of steps, but still couldn't see the exit.

Señor realized something was wrong and prepared himself to leave his body at any moment.