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nMount Fuji, a majestic dormant volcano, is crowned with a mysterious lake formed by the accumulation of water in its crater. The lake water appears exceptionally blue under the summer sun, resembling a gem from another world.

nBefore boarding the flight to Japan, William had already booked a room in a hot spring hotel at the foot of Mount Fuji.

nLike Zoey, he too was there for tourism. .𝒎

nHad Zoey not insisted on coming, William, even aware of the reincarnation of a deity of witchcraft, would not have bothered to intervene.

nThe reincarnation of Moros, a deity of witchcraft, was of little concern to William.

nFrom William’s understanding of the deity of witchcraft, while they were somewhat barbaric, they were not inherently murderous.

nDuring the era of the gods, the deity of witchcraft saved many human lives, helping control epidemics and disasters.

nAlmost every significant human tribe had a witch doctor, whose duty was to heal the sick, drive away ferocious beasts and enemies for the tribe.

nAt that time, the deity of witchcraft treated humans almost like their subjects.

nIf a tribe faced an attack by powerful beasts, they would personally intervene to slay the beasts upon receiving prayers from the tribe’s witch doctor.

nEven after their fall, the deity of witchcraft selected talented humans to pass on their knowledge of witchcraft.

nThus, initially, the majority of humans worshiped the deity of witchcraft.

nGranting powers to a human in the Divine Realm is energy-consuming. In that tumultuous realm, even a slight decrease in strength could invite fatal danger.

nLater, due to various reasons and the rise of new ideologies, witchcraft declined, leading many uninformed people to believe that all witchcraft was harmful.

nWilliam was quite confident about Moros.

nHe believed that unless dealing with Shapeshifters, Moros was unlikely to harm others.

nHowever, there was a caveat, especially for single women encountering members of the Crimson Emissaries Guild who still adhered to the customs of their primitive tribes.

nIt was very likely that they could be knocked unconscious and taken away to become wives.

nSuch practices, deeply ingrained in their tradition, were a stark contrast to contemporary civilized society and were decidedly to be resisted.

nWilliam and his group played in the hot spring hotel for a full three days, and Steven was already unable to restrain himself and called Zoey to inquire about the situation.

nBut Moros did not launch another attack.

n“Oh no! The vacation is over!” Zoey also expressed her helplessness after receiving Steven’s call.

nWilliam didn’t mind, he let Marcellus lead the way, and then went deep into the primitive forest of Mount Fuji with Zoey and the others.

n“Are you really a friend of our deity of witchcraft?” Marcellus had been conversing with William over the past three days.

nInitially, William’s actions led to Marcellus being beaten up several times, but after hearing William speak the pure language of the ancient tribal witchcraft, Marcellus grew considerably friendlier.

nHe knew that only their tribal witches and the deity of witchcraft knew this language.

nWilliam responded with a smile, “I guess you could say we’re friends. Do you think anyone would dare to pretend to be a friend of the deity of witchcraft?”

nMarcellus vehemently shook his head, “Blasphemy against the gods is a capital offense!”

n“Exactly, you understand this, so why would I pretend to be a friend of a deity?” William looked at Marcellus, who was the epitome of a numbskull.

nEven though the tribal witches had extraordinary abilities, they couldn’t extend their lifespans like Soulancers.

nIn fact, their lifespans were often shorter than average people’s because they used their own life force to heal others.

nOver the three days, Marcellus’s attitude towards William underwent a drastic change, and he constantly bombarded William with questions.

nZoey overheard their incessant chatter but soon lost interest.

nTrue to her nature, she didn’t even wonder why William knew such a bizarre language.

nThey continued towards the deepest part of the jungle.

nMarcellus revealed that he wasn’t the only one who had ventured out from the tribe.

nIt can only be said that he was quite unlucky. Wandering around, he ended up in New York, a place teeming with 13th Bureau staff.

nHe just happened to take a fancy to a robust woman and fell for her at first sight…

nOn the street, he knocked someone unconscious and carried her away, all the while strutting arrogantly, as if flaunting his ostentatious pectoral muscles to the world.

nIs there no justice anymore?

nSomeone immediately called the police, and he knocked down a bunch of officers, continuing to carry the woman, preparing to find a cave to complete the grand task of reproducing.

nThe police had no choice but to report to the 13th Bureau, leading Zoey to personally take action and arrest him.

nIf it weren’t for Steven recognizing the totem tattooed on the man’s body, he would probably have spent a few months in the 13th Bureau’s cage.

nWilliam didn’t deliberately quicken his pace.

nThese past few days, he had gone to see Alice at the bottom of the cliff.

nShe was completely immersed in a meditative state, enhancing her strength and unable to extricate herself. Even if William brought her coffee, she wouldn’t be able to drink it.

nZoey and William had spent two nights in the forest before arriving at an inconspicuous cave.

nThis cave was clearly a large magical formation.

nThe people inside had been in hiding for thousands of years, known to the outside world as the Crimson Emissaries Guild. In reality, they were not a guild at all, but a large ancient tribe.

nAs they approached the cave entrance, a group of men armed with bone spears and faces painted with colorful designs emerged from the shadows and surrounded them.

nMarcellus Ironclad quickly spread his arms and shouted, “Stop! He’s a friend of the deity of witchcraft!”

nYes!

nOnly him!

nIn Marcellus’s eyes, only this man, who had caused him to be beaten up several times, was a friend of the deity of witchcraft. Zoey, on the other hand, was a despicable outsider!

nWith Marcellus Ironclad leading the way, William and the others faced no obstacles and entered the cave directly.

nEntering the cave, William couldn’t help but think of the Italian horror movie “Cannibal Holocaust.”

nPassing through the cave was like entering a whole new world.

nThe land was open and flat, with well-structured houses, fertile fields, beautiful ponds, and bamboo groves. The paths were well-traveled, and the sound of chickens and dogs could be heard…

nHowever, before they could steady themselves, a voice rang out, “Children of the Shapeshifters, I didn’t expect you to dare come here!”

nHearing this voice, Marcellus’s face changed dramatically!

nShapeshifters?

nHe stared at William, his eyes filled with hateful glare, “Despicable Shapeshifters, daring to impersonate a friend of the deity of witchcraft!”

nThe men holding bone spears became more vigilant, ready to pierce William and his companions with countless holes.

nLast time, the Shapeshifters attacked and killed many of their warriors. If it weren’t for the timely reincarnation of the deity of witchcraft, their entire tribe would have been nearly annihilated.

nLuna and Erebus were ready to fight.

nAfter so many years, the Shapeshifters and the ancient witches seemed naturally opposed. Although the people in front of them did not have the bloodline of the deity of witchcraft, they were followers of the deity of witchcraft.

nEven Luna and Erebus did not underestimate the bone spears in these people’s hands. The spears, with blood flowing on them and inscribed with mysterious witchcraft spells, emitted a terrifying aura.

nIf stabbed, even the strongest Shapeshifter lord would not escape unscathed.

n“Children, disperse! You are no match for them!” Moros’s voice sounded, and the tribal warriors carefully dispersed.

nThe space where William and his group were seemed as if it had frozen.

nLuna and Erebus’s faces turned extremely ugly. Were they about to confront the deity of witchcraft head-on?

nIt was also uncertain whether William would step in to help…

nThis content is taken from 𝘪𝘳.𝘤𝑜

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