Miss Witch's Devotion Has Gone… Twisted-Chapter 214: Battlefield

Noah left, and by the time he departed, he had undergone a complete transformation. Pain and sorrow had turned into anger, and only rage could suppress the grief.

Yet, this was merely drinking poison to quench thirst. Once revenge succeeded and the fury subsided, the sorrow would suddenly surge up all at once. Therefore, Loren helped Noah modify his target for revenge.

The death of the one Noah loved was not because of the God of Confusion, but because of all the gods. Even without the God of Confusion, other gods would have driven her to her death.

This time, Loren told Noah quite a few secrets. Noah's trustworthiness was second only to the dead and the Witches, which is why Loren revealed these secrets to him.

Moreover, even if Noah really disclosed these to others, it had nothing to do with Loren. Even if he implicated Loren, no one would believe him.

What do you mean, my boss's boss is plotting rebellion with you?

With Noah going off to stir up trouble, Loren could temporarily stop worrying about matters concerning the God of Confusion.

Loren had always been one to repay every slight. The Angel of Confusion had attacked Loren; merely killing the Angel of Confusion wasn't enough for Loren. He had to mess with the God of Confusion too.

"Another leisurely day..."

Although Loren had often criticized such behavior in the past, it was actually quite satisfying to toss dangerous and troublesome matters for others to handle.

Loren's side was very idle, but Gwen's side was extremely busy. The war had now escalated, both sides' high-end combatants had entered the fray, more and more people were dying, the Drowning Soul Cage was already full, and upgrading the Drowning Soul Cage's capacity was urgently needed.

...

The name "Hatsune Miku" was gradually becoming known to people. Everyone came to know this cruel necromancer, who even specifically targeted other necromancers.

"Just one last material is needed."

Loren controlled Gwen as she entered the battlefield. Corpses littered the ground everywhere. Due to the urgent need within the country to divert internal conflicts, the people of the Bardo Kingdom now carried hatred and acted without mercy. The people of the Canaan Kingdom had never been particularly humane either, making the slaughter between the two sides exceptionally brutal.

However, the disparity between the two sides was somewhat large. The Canaan Kingdom's national power had previously been much stronger than the Bardo Kingdom's, but under Loren's interference, the Canaan Kingdom now couldn't even field much of an army.

Furthermore, most of the Canaan Kingdom's supernatural combatants were necromancers. These necromancers were being hunted by Loren, leading to a situation that was almost completely one-sided after the war escalated. It wasn't long before the Bardo Kingdom's army broke into Canaan Kingdom territory.

And at this moment, Gwen followed the Bardo Kingdom's army into a city. This place had originally been very prosperous, but after the war began, it became desolate. The nobles within the city had long since fled with their wealth, leaving behind only some commoners who couldn't escape in time or had no means to escape at all.

Most of these commoners hid in their homes, and the Bardo Kingdom's army did not disturb them.

This was something Loren had specifically discussed with the Bardo King, telling him to try his best not to harm civilians. The Bardo King was very ambitious, so he listened well to Loren's words. That's why Gwen focused on targeting the Canaan Kingdom's necromancers.

The Bardo King, far away in the Royal Capital, also knew that a powerful necromancer had been continuously aiding them. Although he had no concrete evidence, he was well aware this was likely connected to Loren, which made him listen to Loren's words even more.

The people of the Canaan Kingdom had little martial virtue. If the people of the Bardo Kingdom truly refrained from harming civilians, they would definitely send people disguised as civilians to ambush others.

So, this troublesome part was handed over to Loren to resolve. While the Canaan Kingdom's people set ambushes, Loren could also take the opportunity to ambush and kill them in turn.

Just like now, Gwen stabbed to death a necromancer who was squatting inside a house planning an ambush. With Gwen's Void-walking ability making her elusive and unpredictable, no one could defend against her when she wanted to kill.

"I hope it has what I want."

Gwen picked up a stick and started poking around on the ground. Among this necromancer's belongings, there weren't many useful things, but Gwen still took everything.

These things were only useless from Loren's perspective. In reality, many of these items were things other necromancers dreamed of possessing. Even selling them could fetch quite a bit of money.

Loren didn't lack money, but no one ever complained about having too much money.

"Get out of my homeland! Damned invaders!"

As the army advanced through the streets, a sudden stone struck the helmet of the leading officer.

"Oho, there's a good show to watch."

Gwen put away the necromancer's belongings and casually cast an Abundant Magic spell to dispose of the body. His corpse immediately sank into the ground.

Then, Gwen passed through a wall and entered a slightly taller building, looking down from above at the commotion happening below.

After being hit by the stone, the officer's expression didn't change much. He just ordered two of his subordinates to apprehend the person who threw the stone.

It was a Young Man. His movements were nimble, but he was no match for the soldiers. He was quickly captured and brought back. A soldier held him by the back of his collar, as if carrying a little chick.

The Young Man was brought before the officer. The officer was a man with graying hair, his face covered with many scars, making him look fierce and menacing. The Young Man grew somewhat intimidated upon seeing his face.

"What did you just call me?"

Faced with the officer's question, the Young Man instead mustered his courage and shouted again,

"You invaders, get out of our country!"

"Your country?"

The man retorted. He grabbed the Young Man by the hair, dragged him over to a large tree, and forced him to look at the characters carved into the tree.

"I carved these characters when I was a child. This has always been the territory of the Bardo Kingdom. You are the invaders!"

Hearing this, the Young Man remained stubborn and shouted,

"My grandfather also died in that war! We are victims too!"

"Victims?"

The officer was directly angered into a laugh by the Young Man. His hand gripping the Young Man's hair tightened with increasing force, accidentally pulling out a patch of hair.

"Back then, my family was very happy. Then you people came. My father died fighting to protect us. My pregnant mother was also brutally murdered by you. Only I, who was hiding, escaped. From that day on, I dreamed of killing every last one of you.

"Now the opportunity has finally come. It's a pity His Majesty forbids us from slaughtering civilians. Otherwise, I'd really want to do to you exactly what you did to us back then, kill every single one of you without leaving a single one alive."

Having said that, the officer threw the Young Man away, not taking any further action. This could be considered giving him a chance.

The officer closed his eyes. He was afraid that if he looked any longer, he really wouldn't be able to suppress his killing intent. He knew the King must have his reasons for doing this. Since the new King took the throne, Bardo had been growing increasingly powerful, especially after the Master Mentor's last visit. His Majesty the King seized that opportunity, almost allowing the Bardo Kingdom to complete an ascension.

Therefore, he would not question the King's orders, even if it required him to suppress a blood feud.

"That was something our grandfathers' generation did. What does that have to do with us?"

The Young Man did not run away, but continued speaking these words with righteous indignation.

The officer suddenly opened his eyes, his pupils trembling.