How should I put it? Compared to Chen Xing, this witch who walked out of the black hole really does look more like a witch.
A mature big sister, with fair and ample oppai, a witch’s long dress and hat, not to mention she’s riding a broom and surrounded by those ghosts.
As for Chen Xing, she still hasn’t settled on her own image.
In front of outsiders, she wears a thick cotton coat, hiding her perfect figure.
In front of her subordinates, she wears a tight black bodysuit—pretty sexy, but not witch-like at all.
“My goddess, you’ve finally appeared! My goddess!”
The necromancers perfectly embodied what it means to be a simp.
As soon as the dark witch appeared, those necromancers knelt on the ground, crying and worshipping her, then offered up the souls of ten thousand people with both hands.
The soul orb formed from those souls floated up into the air and finally landed in the dark witch’s palm.
“Mmm~ you’re all so thoughtful.” The dark witch was smiling one second, but when she saw those necromancers lift their heads to look at her, a flash of coldness passed through her eyes.
Then she clenched her delicate hand.
Immediately, the necromancers’ heads exploded like overinflated balloons, right on the spot, and even their souls didn’t escape.
“If you’re that ugly, don’t smile at me.
It’s disgusting.
I don’t even want this thing anymore.”
Disgusted by the necromancers’ appearance, the witch tossed the soul orb away with a look of revulsion.
Compared to a good mood, the souls of ten thousand people just weren’t worth it to her.
“If I’d known, I wouldn’t have come.
What a waste of my time.” The witch stretched lazily, and just as she was about to leave, her eyes suddenly glanced toward a spot in the darkness.
“I see you.
I can feel your presence, your fear… come out~”
The witch slowly descended from the air.
She could sense someone hiding in the darkness.
The disguise was good, but it didn’t escape her eyes and senses.
She was interested because she could also sense the aura of darkness on this person—seemed like another child of darkness.
“Witch, please don’t kill me,” Chen Xing stepped out of the darkness, hunched over, looking humble, her voice low and full of pleading.
“Oh~ what a cute little girl.” The witch was a sucker for pretty faces.
As soon as she saw Chen Xing’s beautiful face, she immediately took a liking to her.
She floated over on her broom and looked Chen Xing up and down.
“Are you a child of darkness too? What are you doing here?”
“I-I just wanted to see your beauty for myself, because in the stories, you’re said to be the most beautiful woman in the world.”
“Is that so? So do you think the stories are true or not?”
“Stories and songs can’t even capture a thousandth of your beauty.
You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.”
Chen Xing spoke in a trembling voice, and her flattery instantly satisfied the witch.
Being praised for beauty is one thing, but being praised by a beauty is something else entirely.
“Do you think flattery will save your life?”
The witch leaned in close to Chen Xing, so close they were almost touching.
Chen Xing could even smell the faint fragrance on the witch.
“If I have to die, then dying at the hands of someone as beautiful as you… I’d have no regrets.”
“Hahaha, what a sweet talker~” The witch couldn’t help but smile, then reached out and pinched Chen Xing’s cheek gently.
“Such a cute and pretty little sister, don’t worry, I won’t kill you~”
“Really, witch?”
“Mhm, I’m going to turn your body into a doll and put it by my bedside.
I won’t eat your soul either, I’ll put it in the doll, and every day you’ll say nice things to make me happy.
That’s a reward for you, right? You’ll get to admire my beauty every day.”
She said something terrifying in the gentlest tone—definitely worthy of being called a witch, her cruelty was still there.
“Not bad~ you’ve given me a new idea.”
But the girl in front of her didn’t react with fear as expected.
Instead, the aura of fear around her suddenly vanished, and she looked at the witch with a calm expression.
This change actually made the witch a little uneasy.
The witch used black magic, and the shadow beneath her feet seemed to come alive, detaching and wrapping around Chen Xing.
But the expected result didn’t happen.
The shadow under Chen Xing’s feet was like an endless abyss, and as soon as the witch’s magic touched it, it was completely absorbed.
“Who are you?”
“You want to know who I am? You want to know my name?”
Chen Xing’s appearance slowly changed.
Her long black hair turned snow white, shimmering faintly in the moonlight.
Her smiling eyes were gradually replaced by crimson, and her cotton coat began to squirm and transform as if it were alive…
“You’re…”
“These are all my names.
I am called the master of darkness, the destroyer of worlds, the source of evil, the root of all sin… I am slaughter, hatred, fear, plague… all the evil in the world can be traced back to me.”
Absolute darkness gathered around Chen Xing.
Even the dark witch had never felt such intense darkness before.
Not a single ray of light could penetrate it.
This darkness was filled with countless negative energies, just as Chen Xing said—slaughter, fear, violence… anyone who touched even a bit of this absolute black would go insane.
“I have countless names, just as there are countless ways to die.
I am…”
Chen Xing spread her arms wide.
In that moment, space and time seemed to freeze, as if waiting for her to say that name that would terrify the world.
But just as the witch stared at Chen Xing in shock, waiting for her to say her name, Chen Xing suddenly stopped.
She tilted her head back, opened her mouth, but didn’t say a word.
“Shit, what am I supposed to call myself?”
Ever since she transmigrated, Chen Xing had never heard the witch’s name, only her various evil titles.
At a time like this, she couldn’t just say her name was Chen Xing, right? Not that it was a bad name, but it just felt kind of lame…
“Ahem, anyway, I’m the real dark witch, and you’re just a fake.”
Chen Xing coughed awkwardly.
She’d watched too many movies and wanted to act cool like the characters, but who knew she’d mess it up.
“B-b-b…”
The witch was so shocked she couldn’t speak, completely losing her previous confidence.
Her body trembled, her expression twisted in disbelief…
Most importantly, a trickle of warm liquid ran down her legs…
No need to guess what that was.
Chen Xing immediately withdrew the black tentacles she’d been about to wrap around the witch.
“Hey, did you just pee yourself!? Am I really that scary?”
