Little Dragon Girl could feel her master’s favoritism.
Why did she have to keep paying attention to Freya? Was it just because Freya hadn’t become a child of darkness yet? The master was always like this—before you became a child of darkness, she’d tempt you to fall, sticking to you all the time.
But once you really fell into darkness, she just stopped caring!
“You ever think about why I’m biased? Who told you to be such a pervert?” Chen Xing completely ignored Little Dragon Girl’s little tantrum and kept teasing Freya in her arms.
“Hmm? What’s that sound? Are there mice here?” Chen Xing suddenly heard something like a mouse gnawing, and then she noticed Little Dragon Girl grinding her teeth.
Her lips were pulled back, showing two rows of shark teeth, grinding together and making a clicking sound.
“Is it really that serious?” As the Lord of Darkness, Chen Xing didn’t really get why Little Dragon Girl was so desperate for her attention.
“Get some rest.
I won’t tease you today.
Let’s wait until your wounds heal.”
Chen Xing pressed her hand to Freya’s chest, and black matter flowed from her palm, slowly wrapping around Freya’s body.
“Please, don’t…” Freya squirmed, a little resistant.
“Be good~” Accepting this stuff again, Freya slowly became obedient.
She looked down as the black substance wrapped around her, feeling her body gradually being bound, that familiar, comforting desire enveloping her again.
Covered by terrifying darkness, but she didn’t feel any fear—just peace.
“Master, you said earlier that no one here will live past tomorrow.
Are you going to kill everyone?”
“Don’t make me sound so evil.
At least I’m not that bad yet.
The reason they won’t survive the night is because this city is already cursed by some kind of magic.”
Maybe even Little Dragon Girl hadn’t noticed, but Chen Xing saw it right away—there was some kind of dark, evil curse in this city, and the price was the lives of everyone here.
“I can reverse the curse, but as a dark witch, I don’t save people.
I can only use an even more evil curse to replace the old one.
Sigh… Otherwise, I might actually do a good deed now and then.
What a shame~” Chen Xing spread her hands helplessly.
It was just like Freya’s injuries—Chen Xing healed her, but the price was infusing even more dark energy into Freya’s body.
Not that Freya wasn’t used to it by now.
The people here had already been corroded by the curse.
Chen Xing could remove it, but the price they’d pay would be even worse.
She didn’t know if she was just unlucky or if she really had the same death god aura as Conan, but wherever Chen Xing went, trouble followed.
The very night she checked into the inn, the curse started.
That night, Chen Xing didn’t sleep.
She stood by the window, looking out at the world.
“It’s weird.
Didn’t you say I’m the embodiment of evil in this world? So why do I see so much resentment in the people here?” As a dark witch, Chen Xing could naturally see the darkness in everyone’s hearts.
Not only was the air thick with the scent of a dark curse, but everyone’s inner darkness was intense, like each person was full of resentment, just waiting to be unleashed.
Just like Lidi Xi—this guy was already wrapped up in resentment.
Chen Xing couldn’t figure out how a noble kid could have so much pent-up anger.
“That’s just how humans are, Master.
You shouldn’t be surprised.
Even if you didn’t exist, their negativity wouldn’t change.
And these are just regular people.
If it were a mage or a swordsman, being consumed by their own darkness would have even scarier consequences.”
Little Dragon Girl wasn’t surprised by the state of humanity.
She was actually glad people like this existed, because a witch’s power came from them—the more there were, the stronger the witches became.
“The curse has started? Damn, just my luck.
I only wanted to sleep here for a night and leave, but they really picked the worst time.”
The start of the curse caught Chen Xing off guard, but she didn’t panic.
She just quietly watched everything happening outside.
Outside the city, a few people seemed to be performing some kind of ritual.
Their black robes blended into the night, thin bodies wrapped up, with shriveled skin exposed, looking really unhealthy.
They looked old and withered, like old men, but their voices sounded young.
“Sacrifice these ten thousand lives, and the goddess will surely watch over us and smile upon us.”
“Damn! Thanos, is that you?!” In the city, Chen Xing couldn’t help but complain.
She’d already noticed these people when they appeared, but didn’t stop them—she just wanted to see what they were up to.
Level 20, necromancers.
Chen Xing used her magic eye to easily see through their abilities.
Stopping them wouldn’t help.
These guys were just triggering the curse early.
Even without them, the curse would still happen.
This little border city had about ten thousand people, and the curse had already been planted in their bodies—maybe spread through the air, maybe through the water.
Either way, everyone here was already doomed.
So when those mages set up their ritual and activated the curse, the city’s life started vanishing fast.
The only upside was that people didn’t seem to suffer—they just died quietly in their sleep.
The necromancers were collecting souls, probably to please the “goddess” they kept mentioning—maybe that fake witch.
“Unbelievable! Killing people in my name—I’m a dark witch, not a scapegoat witch!”
Chen Xing was annoyed.
Her reputation was already in the gutter, but she couldn’t let some made-up crime get pinned on her.
And she figured, sure, she’s bad, but she’s not the type to just wipe out a whole city for no reason.
Chen Xing wanted to teach these guys a lesson, but their boss was about to show up, so she held back.
“Goddess, these ten thousand souls are our offering to you.
Please show us your true face.”
Sure enough, after the necromancers offered up ten thousand lives, a twisted black hole appeared in the darkness.
Soon, a beautiful woman in a witch’s gown floated out on a broomstick.
A few jack-o’-lantern ghost fires burned around her.
If you didn’t know better, you’d think this girl just came from a cosplay event.
“Goddess! You’ve finally appeared!”
A bootleg witch, AI-generated art with censorship filters.
