Witch, I'm really not the Deep Sea Ancient God!

Chapter 493: Chapter 322 Book Witch and An

Is she better now… The words of the Black Hunter, like endless tolling bells, echoed in everyone’s minds.

Such a gentle yet icy tone! Black Hunter, what exactly do you intend to do? People with their heads to the ground couldn’t help but tremble, their thoughts running wild.

Could it be, as reported in the Witch Times, that the Black Hunter and witches abduct innocent people and simultaneously torment them with tentacles and vines?

Once they are worn out, they bury them in the ground.

“Come for me, my body is more suited for medication…”

The gambler, Loren, clenched his teeth and whispered very softly.

“Don’t come for me…”

Nancy, her head to the ground, struggled desperately to restrain her inexplicable excitement and shame, letting fear dominate her mind.

Should I get up now and look at the Flower Witch… Nancy was extremely conflicted.

Although it was just her speculation, the timing of the Flower Witch’s appearance matched exactly with the escape of the young Miss of the Golden Canary Family.

It is likely that the Flower Witch is from her same family and moreover, her status is probably much higher.

However, amid all these worries, neither Nancy nor Loren could express their true thoughts.

What are they talking about? Chen Qi did not pay attention to the two and looked towards Fen.

Fen slowly took the potion bottle from An’s mouth, shaking her head:

“Her body has already shattered…”

“Moreover, within her body, there remains a kind of special glowing Spiritual Power, which is slowly forming a new crack—this is Light Gap Disease, an affliction that is a ‘terminal condition’, even for a Legend…”

A terminal condition… Chen Qi walked over, crouched down, and examined An in her current state.

An lay on Fen’s lap, her white hair quietly spread on the ground, her arms covered in fresh blood and cracks, her expression filled with immense pain, seemingly still unable to escape from the ‘Black Hunter’s nightmare.’

Embracing the power of the Magic Net has cost her body an unprecedented price.

Too many powerful Transcendents in this world have died from ‘mutations’ and ‘diseases.’

Fen took out some bandages and gently made a simple dressing.

She sighed:

“I am just a Pharmacist; my potions cannot heal her. She needs a real Doctor—if she doesn’t get help from a great Doctor within a month, she will definitely die…”

“Even if treated, if the root cause isn’t addressed, within three months, she will still die…”

“…”

Chen Qi was silent for a moment, lost in thought.

Unlike Fen, in his eyes, An’s condition had not yet reached the stage of being a ‘terminal condition.’

Having been nurtured by the Disaster Messenger of the Bei Country Meteorological Bureau, and after this battle, although injured, An had also reached a whole new realm.

Moreover, after experiencing the infinite Spiritual Power of the Magic Net, An’s control over Spiritual Power will reach a whole new level.

The new realm that An reached is an extremely rare talent, which would make the Disaster Messenger extend a helping hand.

However, An’s injuries were more severe than I had imagined.

Could the Disaster Messenger really solve An’s problems?

A sea breeze softly blew… Chen Qi fell into deep thought.

An’s source of strength came from the ‘Magic Net’… ‘Magic Net’…

Suddenly, Chen Qi had a flash of inspiration.

“Magic Net” as the main storyline of the White Tower Federation, many strong beings in the White Tower Federation care about the events related to the Magic Net.

Most people who mutate due to the Magic Net end up destroying a town after the mutation and ultimately their bodies completely disappear, becoming part of the Magic Net.

Under the influence of the “Magic Net,” those who survived were undoubtedly geniuses among geniuses!

The survivors would also become key figures within the White Tower Federation.

Of course, at this stage, only a few powerful individuals knew about the “Magic Net” disaster.

Perhaps An could try to find the Book Saint mentioned in the Deep Sea Hunter’s letter, who had lived for over a hundred years.

Chen Qi recalled for a long time, soon after, this Book Saint, who stayed in the library, would likely hold a trial for the successor of the “Witch of the Book” due to various major events happening in the world, gathering all Third Rank Book Phase Transcendents from the White Tower Federation!

An wasn’t from the White Tower Federation, but as a distinguished student from Book Tower University, he should be eligible to partake in the Witch of the Book’s trial.

According to the normal path, An, under the mentorship of the Disaster Messenger from the Meteorological Bureau, would become a Great Demon Master, becoming one of the powerful forces to protect his homeland against the Great Whale surges in the future.

Although following the Disaster Messenger at the Meteorological Bureau wasn’t bad, if he could become a disciple of the Book Saint Asilina, the future would be even more promising!

Most importantly, as the Book Saint Asilina could likely treat An’s Light Gap Disease more effortlessly, while also unleashing An’s potential.

However, all of this depended on An’s own will… Chen Qi thought for a while, took out a piece of paper and a pen, and awkwardly wrote down the information about the “Book Saint Trial.”

Fen, curious, leaned over to look at what Chen Qi was writing, bit her lip, and a question mark-shaped little white flower and some slightly angry little red flowers appeared above her head.

Damn riddle-maker!

Fen didn’t have much information about this incident; she only knew that An and Chen Qi knew each other.

In Fen’s eyes, An and Chen Qi were likely special agents of the secretive White Dove Newspaper!@@novelbin@@

However, due to certain incidents, they had to act on their own.

Although she had many questions, she chose not to ask in front of so many people.

She’d ask when they got back, and if he didn’t answer, she’d knock him out and ask again—I am, after all, a Witch of Legendary Rank, needing to resort to some witchy methods… Fen thought silently to herself.

Is there something else to write? Chen Qi could vaguely feel that An, perhaps due to his disappearance, was falling into misunderstandings and troubles.

These misunderstandings had far exceeded his expectations.

The series of events prior had happened too suddenly; he had not found an appropriate opportunity to reveal his identity to An.

Now, perhaps I should tell An about my identity.

Who knows, as an excellent Bounty Hunter, elite of the Bei Country Meteorological Bureau, a newbie mentor of Maro Town, a Guardian who despises Sea Beasts, how An would see me knowing I am a Black Hunter… Chen Qi struggled internally for a moment and eventually wrote a hint about his identity on the piece of paper.

This message should only be understandable by An… Chen Qi finished writing the note and found a crack in An’s Staff, where he inserted it.

When An used a Magic Technique again, he should discover the note.

It was not surprising that for a considerable length of time, he and An would not meet again.

Moreover, with his current predicament, even if the “Maro Town newbie” cover was blown, it wouldn’t matter much now.

Fen took out a blanket and gently placed the injured An on it.

After finishing up these matters, Chen Qi stood up and dusted off his hands.

It was time to leave, the aura from the Magic Net Crack enough to penetrate the shallow layers of the Mist Sea.

Loren was also on the boat, in the shallow layer, they shouldn’t run into too much danger.

However, before leaving, there was one very important thing he needed to handle.

“Loren.”

Chen Qi looked up and uttered.

Loren shivered, his head bowed as he pushed his cherished backpack card forward.

Tick-tock! Tick-tock! A light sea breeze brushed by.

Three seconds later, Loren abandoned his hopeful thinking and pushed the ‘Light Witch Relic’ he had borrowed, from beneath his knees.

At that moment, Fen’s eyes widened, and an excited little yellow flower appeared above her head.

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