Miss Witch’s Devotion Has Gone… Twisted

Chapter 314: The Dreamer!

"Master Mentor, did something happen?"

The commotion inside Loren's house was quite loud, and some people had been scared away. The King and others guarding outside immediately rushed in.

The King was surrounded by many guards, but at least he had come personally, choosing to take the risk himself to improve his standing with Loren.

"Nothing much, I just encountered an assassination attempt, and it's been dealt with now."

"What? An assassination attempt?"

Loren's words gave the King a fright. Right under his watch, Loren had been attacked. If anything really happened to Loren, he didn't know how to explain it to the Church, and his position as King might become unstable.

"Do you know who the culprit was?"

"Yes, Dreamwalkers, Divine Envoys of the God of Dreams."

Loren didn't give specific details, fearing he might alert the enemy. Moreover, whether it was the King or the Church, Phoris was somewhat beyond their comprehension. Even if they tried to help, they wouldn't be of much use.

So Loren planned to handle the Phoris situation himself. He just wanted the Bountiful Church to help him deal with the God of Dreams.However, the Bountiful Church was notoriously weak-willed, and they were unlikely to contribute much effort. After brushing them off with a few vague words, Loren sent them away. He didn't have much hope for them anyway.

"Sorry, Luna, I ruined your birthday."

After dealing with them, Loren finally walked over to Luna, stroked her hair, and spoke.

"It was already enough..."

A smile still hung on Luna's face. Her mind was still replaying the moment Loren held her and kicked Phoris away with one foot.

"And, don't block attacks for me in the future. It affects my performance on one hand, and could also get you hurt..."

"Master, Phoris has arrived by the window."

"I'll go guard it!"

As soon as Movila finished speaking, Anna took up position by the window. Not having killed Phoris yet, Anna's anger was still not appeased.

"Be extremely careful."

The authority of the God of Dreams was the most bizarre. Phoris had been outside Loren's expectations. This was the first time in this world that something appeared which Loren couldn't completely decipher in a short time. This situation hadn't appeared in the game either. Loren could only attribute it to the butterfly effect caused by his transmigration.

Loren also moved close to the window. The information between the two sides was completely asymmetrical. With Movila in the information-dominant position, she was terrifying. Phoris simply couldn't escape Movila's eyes.

"Where did she respawn?"

"In a nearby house. After respawning, she rushed over very quickly."

To be honest, even now Movila wasn't entirely clear about what was happening. All she had to do was act according to Loren's instructions.

"Good."

Loren tightened his grip on Requiem, waiting for Phoris to appear.

The next moment, Phoris smashed through the window. Before she even landed, Anna drove the Steak Knife into her chest. With a forceful twist from Anna, Phoris's heart was shredded.

"Continue. Head towards Phoris's respawn point and kill her there."

Loren led Anna and Movila out through the main door, while everyone else stayed to guard the house.

Before leaving, Anna took the Scythe of Harvest from Scarlett. Facing something like Phoris that was beyond comprehension, since Loren chose to bring Anna, he had to ensure she was fully prepared.

It wasn't until Loren left that Jessica shuddered. She couldn't forget how Anna looked at that moment, utterly unable to connect that Anna with the little girl who only knew how to eat.

...

A flock of crows circled in the sky as Movila scanned the city, leaving no blind spot.

"Master, behind that tree!"

Movila called out Phoris's location to Loren. Without hesitation, Loren precisely pierced through the large tree and Phoris's chest with Blood Moon Condensed Light. Having just respawned not long ago, Phoris dissipated once again.

Loren continued forward. After only a few steps, he encountered Phoris again. They were already getting close to her respawn point.

This time, Phoris met Loren head-on. She still held the knife she had used to stab Loren earlier.

When a Player dies, the items on their body drop, unless it's something like a Cursed Blade that binds to the owner's soul. It seemed the knife in Phoris's hand wasn't a simple one either.

It was a pointed kitchen knife, something that didn't look like it could be used for combat at all.

"The BOSS fight begins!"

Holding the kitchen knife, Phoris took a swift step forward, charging at Loren. Her speed was fast; it seemed her base attributes weren't weak.

Before Phoris could reach Loren's side, she was bisected at the waist by Anna's blade.

A few seconds later, Phoris walked out of the house again.

"I didn't see the BOSS summoning minions last time. Let's go again!"

Phoris charged once more. Anna followed the same method, wielding the Scythe of Harvest and slashing at her. This time, Phoris timely blocked the Scythe's blade with her kitchen knife. However, her strength was no match for Anna's, and she was forcefully sent flying by Anna. Before she could stand up, Anna severed her head with a single cut.

The next moment, Phoris appeared again.

Compared to the last time, Phoris lasted a bit longer. She had learned not to clash head-on with Anna. Her technique was also strong. Relying on force-dispersing skills, she successfully exchanged several blows with Anna. Ultimately, her arm was shattered by Anna's full-force strike, after which she was killed with a single slash.

"Keep her occupied. Let me figure out how to block her respawn point."

Previously, Anna had killed Phoris several times to vent her anger. After receiving Loren's command, she changed her fighting style, no longer aiming to kill Phoris quickly but instead starting a war of attrition.

This time, Phoris panicked. In her plan, she was supposed to use her repeated respawns to figure out Anna and Loren's abilities, then execute a flawless operation to kill them when their stamina was exhausted. Not for Anna to hold her off while Loren went to block her respawn point.

She tried desperately to rush to Loren's side, so Anna simply severed all four of her limbs. Yet Phoris still managed to bite off her own tongue.

Logically, such injuries shouldn't be fatal easily, but Phoris just died.

But by the time she respawned, it was too late. Several vines directly crushed the house she used for respawning. When the vines dissipated, Loren suddenly smiled.

On the ground inside the house, there was a white speck of light.

It was a leaf from a Dream Tree. A Player's respawn point wouldn't have this.

"What are you laughing at?"

After respawning, seeing Loren stop his actions and even suddenly start laughing, Phoris felt a sense of foreboding.

"Nothing. I just suddenly realized you're not a Player, much less a Transmigrator. You're just an ordinary person whose cognition was altered by the God of Dreams. A pure Native.

"But don't be too discouraged. You should be considered a Dreamwalker, a Divine Envoy on the same level as the Scarecrows.

"I guess you probably look down on the Scarecrows from the bottom of your heart. In your eyes, they're just elite monsters. But I'm sorry, you're no different from them. It's just that the authority you've obtained is different."

Whether Phoris believed it or not, in Loren's eyes at this moment, she no longer posed any threat.