novelraw Chapter 72 – Do gods also feel fear?
Chapter 72 – Do gods also feel fear?
The words on the paper were far more than just a few.
They were written extensively, densely.
All about Krisa, about the witch's life plans, including but not limited to strength enhancement, future direction, and daily life.
Every word sketched out, every broken sentence, was so crooked and awkward, revealing the extremely poor state of the writer.
Oppressed by the deities.
The final toll of a limited lifespan.
Making it incredibly difficult for the person the witch cared about most to even write normally.
Yet even so, he still worried about the witch's future, weighing the pros and cons for her, illuminating the path ahead for her.
"Mentor."
Her trembling fingertips gently caressed the surface of the paper, brushing over each word, feeling the lingering warmth from the "sun."
Drip—
Drip—
A crisp sound echoed as tears fell onto the paper.
Krisa stood alone in the study, staring at the familiar handwriting on the paper, her eyes instantly filling with tears, which quietly slid down without a sound of sorrow.
The sunlight outside poured in freely, bringing heat and light to everything, making the sea of trees dappled, making insects and birds sing in unison.
The world was tranquil in the summer.
The witch was silent in her pain.
Her eyes had lost all light, the only slight movement being the light reflecting off the surface of her crystalline tears, a silent lament.
"I clearly... clearly... don't deserve this from you..."
"You gave me the meaning of existence... that's enough..."
"I don't need more..."
The scene was silent, but the impact of the sadness struck directly at the soul.
The witch had never cried so quietly, so sorrowfully, so helplessly as she did now, still feeling that she was a complete failure.
She had no courage, relying only on Xu Xi to move forward.
She had no strength, only watching as Xu Xi faded away.
She had no emotions, only giving Xu Xi a false smile.
Her life, the witch's life, the life named Krisa Christina.
Was so pale and powerless.
Unable to do anything, unable to achieve anything.
Looking at the paper, knowing Xu Xi had little time left, yet still considering every word for her, Krisa's body trembled even more.
She wanted to sink into darkness forever, wanted to never move again.
But she couldn't.
Her mentor didn't want her to become like this.
He hoped, encouraged, wished for the witch to spread her wings and fly freely into the sky.
Therefore, Krisa stood up again, obedient, listening to Xu Xi's words, preparing to live according to Xu Xi's instructions.
But.
What is the meaning of living on?
The witch didn't know, the witch was lost, until she saw the word "deities" on the paper, her eyes slightly moved, finding her reason for existence.
"I want to..."
"I want to do something... for my mentor..."
"Even if it means opposing... the deities."
In the terrifying silence, Krisa's hands trembled as she slowly removed the Azure Necklace from her neck, gently caressing it for a moment before placing it into her space ring.
Then, a magic wand appeared in her palm.
Creak—
The courtyard gate was pushed open, the rusty latch emitting a slightly piercing echo, as Krisa walked out with a vacant gaze, looking utterly haggard.
The sunlight enveloped the witch, but all she could feel was coldness.
Her mental state was dazed and lost.
She didn't even notice the stones underfoot.
The witch fell, lying quietly for a few seconds before her delicate fingertips pressed against the ground, her palms exerting force, and she stood up by herself.
She knew that from now on, no one would help her stand up, so she had to learn to stand up on her own.
Only then could she not worry her mentor.
Only then could she live well.
The midday sun was blazing and bright, casting intertwined shadows along the way.
Strands of sunlight pierced through the dense leaves, falling on the witch's shoulders as she walked, like a silent gaze, witnessing her journey further and further away.
From this point on.
The witch would transform into an eternal monster, living alone in this world.
She forever left the courtyard.
Left this place that was no longer a "home."
No one knew where the witch went, until four or five years later, the nearby residents noticed something was amiss, realizing the courtyard had been silent for a long time.
Curious people climbed over the wall to check, only to see it covered in dust.
This anomaly quickly attracted the Mage Association's attention, but they found nothing, as everything related to Xu Xi had been collected and taken away by Krisa.
Only an empty house remained, with doors and windows swaying in the wind, leaving people puzzled.
In the end.
The incident was classified as a simple disappearance.
For some reason, in the long period that followed, Allenson City frequently suffered attacks from Lesser Dragon Species, and occasionally even pure-blooded dragons.
This became an unsolved mystery of Allenson City.
Thirty years later.
Under the deities' decree, many Church of the Deities continued to search for Xu Xi's whereabouts, hoping to find the Saint Domain Archmage who might become a new god.
But not long after, a horrifying event shocked the entire Magic World.
In one night.
The Church of the Deities in the entire northern side of the world was uprooted.
No, it would be more accurate to say obliterated.
At the same time, in different locations, a tremendous power descended from the sky, extinguishing the faith in the deities amidst tranquility.
The deities descended in wrath.
"Who, who is it!?"
"Disrespecting the gods, you have chosen the path of death!"
"Wait, this power... could it be, you've ignited the Divine Flame?!"
The deities that descended to the mortal world were not their true forms from the celestial realm, yet even so, they still possessed power far beyond the mortal realm.
But even such exalted deities.
Could not overcome the witch, despite their numerical advantage.
In the end, both sides reached a stalemate, and the witch left unharmed.
This event triggered a crisis of faith in the deities, with countless people viewing the witch as the only true god, causing the deities to rage and order a search for the witch's whereabouts.
Another twenty years passed.
Krisa reappeared.
She stood in the sky, her magic wand striking the void, vast and mighty magic power sweeping through the elements, forming a world-engulfing roar.
With one strike, she obliterated all the foundations of the deities' faith.
No matter where they were, the Church of the Deities was precisely destroyed.
Amidst people's fear and panic.
They believed the witch surely had an irreconcilable enmity with the deities.
Even the deities thought so.
"No, staying in the celestial realm is too dangerous, that person will come sooner or later!"
"If there's a fight, you go fight!"
Some deities were terrified, some were afraid, wanting to escape from the celestial realm.
The Magic World was vast, but it wasn't the only existence in the chaos, and with the power of the deities, it was easy to find a new world or hide in the Elemental Plane.
No deity wanted to fall.
The terrifying magic from the witch made even the deities tremble with fear.
But at this moment, it was too late to run, as earth, wind, water, and fire roared and raged, unknowingly enveloping and sealing the entire celestial realm.