Witch, Fireball and the Evil God of Steam-Chapter 963 - 210: Anything Is Possible (3)

The nauseating sensation as she had anticipated was quickly dispersed by a gentle green glow.

During the Crimson Epoch, she had exhausted all her means as the Church Saintess, and yet now... Ethan's prompt flickered in her mind:

Abandon Bazatous, abandon the Church's doctrines, and abandon that terrifying Scarlet Plague.

This was an unfortunate soul who had turned into a dog after mistakenly consuming a Magic Potion and was brought before her, hoping for help.

Mary closed her eyes, her mind extremely focused, thus ignoring the transformation of Magic Power.

In the pure green glow, a tinge of red appeared, and soon the red grew more and more intense until it dominated.

Under the influence of the scarlet energy, the form of the fleshly creation subtly changed.

An incomprehensible murmur echoed in Mary's ears, and when they accumulated in her mind to a certain extent, she surprisingly understood their meaning:

I've never felt this good before.

Nothing else matters now, this is the true meaning of life.

I plan to open a minced meat tavern here.

Hold a contest to see who can absorb the most nutrients?

The voices came from all directions, as if many people were speaking at once, yet it also seemed like it was the voice of one person.

Gradually, all the murmurs became clear and distinct, right beside her ear.

"Yeah?"

Mary opened her eyes and found herself grabbing someone's arm.

The man whose arm she was holding was wearing a priest's robe, and the previous monster had vanished.

She recognized him; it was the priest from the confessional.

Success!

Mary breathed rapidly—this was the remedy she had been searching for throughout the Crimson Epoch!

"Senzi, Senzi! Did you see it? He's transformed back, he's transformed back!"

Speaking excitedly, Mary pinched the priest's hand back hard, the grimace he made further convinced her she wasn't dreaming.

The remedy she couldn't find her entire life as the Church Saintess was achieved in just a few minutes after "becoming a Believer of Bazatous."

She gazed at Ethan, whose eyes flickered with brilliance, "What does this mean?"

Mary had never felt the world was so absurd as she did now; she witnessed the revived Goddess of Life twist her believers into fleshly creations, while she used Bazatous's power to turn the fleshly creation back into a human.

"It means you've turned Old Ba into 'subway old man cellphone.jpg'.

Suddenly, Mary realized something and looked behind her.

What she saw was the Seven-eyed Woman.

Bazatous had clearly witnessed this scene unfold too.

The Seven-eyed Woman's face was full of disdain, her brows almost twisted into a pretzel, and her gaze towards Mary was deeply disappointed.

The beautiful artwork had been ruined into this shape!

At this point, she was utterly disheartened with Mary.

"This is Old Ba's heart, vast and open."

Ethan said, "Even if you turned him into this expression, he wouldn't descend Divine Punishment to retaliate for your actions."

"Instead, how did you come up with these theories?"

Mary couldn't suppress her inner excitement.

"What theories?"

"Humans who turn into dogs after consuming Magic Potions!"

It was this lively yet practical example that allowed Mary, during the practice, to discard those distracting options and return to the essence of Magic Power.

She felt that the person who thought up this theory must be a genius among geniuses.

Yet from Ethan's face, she couldn't find a hint of the arrogance belonging to a genius; she only saw a world-weary gaze.

"Anything is possible."

These are all lessons learned from blood and tears.

Ethan sighed deeply.

Many years ago, when he first woke up in the refugee stream outside Ximu Town, he was naïve and pure.

At that time, on his way home from reading books at the Adventurer's Guild, he encountered a stray ragdoll cat. Because living alone in a foreign world was too lonely, he took the white ragdoll cat home.

And years later, when this ragdoll cat turned into a human and sneaked into his room at night, pushing him onto the bed, he personally experienced the infinite possibilities of this world.

Ethan must remind those who haven't fallen victim yet to stay alert, the cat you pick up on the road might actually be a Witch.

Who knows?