Chapter 27: The Thorn Witch, Freya

"The Number One Witch of the Abyssal Cult!"

"Freya!"

Hearing that name, everyone's face lost color. Anyone who had dealt with the dark side of the world knew this name.

The Abyssal Cult was a fanatic organization dedicated to sacrificing the entire world to the Abyss. And within this cult, the most infamous figure was undoubtedly the Thorn Witch, Freya.

From the moment she appeared in history, she had spread evil, plague, and disaster across the continent. Her bounty in every nation remained permanently above One Million Gold Coins.

She was a devil through and through. A witch void of humanity, solely focused on spreading fear and chaos.

"Oh my... so you know me?"

Freya’s lips curled up. Her slender finger tapped her fiery red lips seductively.

"That's a bit troubling~ But since you know me, you should also recognize... him, right?"

Freeze. In an instant, everyone felt a chill pierce their bones. It felt like being stared at by a predator from the Jurassic Era.

Thump. Thump. Heavy, massive footsteps echoed from within the blood mist. Under the horrified gaze of the crowd, a gigantic skull slowly emerged.

Terrifying Dragon Fear descended, crushing the will of everyone present.

"Abyssal Bone Dragon!!"

The Knights gasped in despair. The Abyssal Bone Dragon was a high-tier undead construct that only a Peak City-Breaker Warlock could summon. Its appearance guaranteed a massacre.

They knew. They were in big, big trouble.

[ Moon Orchid City ]

Meanwhile, the citizens looked up at the sky in horror.

"What's going on? The weather was fine a minute ago!" "Look! Up there! What is that?!"

Directly above the city, space began to twist and distort.

Crack— Crack—

A massive rift slowly tore open in the high sky. Inside was pure darkness. Howling winds carrying the stench of evil poured out like a waterfall.

"The sky cracked open!!" "Is that... The Demon's Anus?!"

Screams erupted. People scattered like ants, fleeing in panic.

On the city walls, soldiers ran frantically. A major crisis was imminent.

"Quick! Activate the City Defense Matrix!"

High in the castle, First Princess Vivian shouted orders. Slowly, a massive, semi-transparent barrier rose over the city, blocking out the fierce winds. But the barrier couldn't block the terrifying pressure. It came too fast, too suddenly.

"Lady Vivian, what should we do?" The knights beside her were pale. They could feel the horror radiating from the rift. Something was waking up. And the rift was getting wider.

Vivian gritted her teeth. Her face was pale. The Winterspring Deacon was right. The Warlocks really summoned a Demon Lord! And the ritual is already complete!

She forced herself to stay calm. "Quick! Go to the Forbidden Magic Library! Unseal the Violet Key..."

"If a Demon Lord truly descends... only the Puppet left by my Ancestor can save us!"

The knights trembled. They were Vivian’s loyalists. They knew the legend. Vivian was the last direct descendant of the Violet Monarch. The Violet Key controlled a powerful Mana Puppet buried beneath the city for a thousand years—a fail-safe left by the First Monarch himself.

It was their only hope.

[ The Red Light District ]

"We are terribly sorry, Sir! We are closing early! Please come back next time!"

An anxious voice shouted.

SLAM! The heavy oak doors of [ The Traveler's Tender Embrace ] slammed shut. Lynn was swept out onto the street like trash.

The wind howled. Whoosh—

Lynn stood outside, wearing slippers, holding two ice cream cones. He stared at the closed door.

Next second. Lynn bit down on one cone to hold it in his mouth. Bang. Bang. Bang. He pounded on the door furiously.

"REFUND MY MONEY!! What kind of business is this?! I just finished my bath! I haven't even gotten to the massage part! This is too much!"

Bang. Bang. Bang.

"Complaint! I am filing a Consumer Rights Complaint! Unscrupulous merchants!"

Lynn was outraged. He just wanted a nice "Healthcare" session. Shoulder rub. Back massage. Was that so hard? Most importantly... No Refund?!

I stole those gold coins from Master’s secret stash! If she finds out I spent it and got nothing in return, I'm dead!

Fuming, Lynn grabbed his ice creams and walked down the desolate street. He found a random empty fruit stall, sat down, and grumpily took a handful of strawberries from the display, tossing them into his mouth.

The street was empty. Garbage blew past him like tumbleweeds. Everyone had fled home ten minutes ago when the sirens sounded.

Suddenly, a patrol squad ran past. They spotted the man sitting alone at the stall, eating strawberries and looking depressed.

The soldiers panicked. They rushed over. "Hey! What are you doing here?! Why aren't you hiding?! Do you want to die?!"

Lynn paused. "Why should I hide?"

The soldier looked like he was about to have a stroke. He pointed frantically at the massive rift in the sky.

"Can't you see the giant Sky Anus up there?! The City Lord declared martial law! Are you tired of living?!"

Lynn looked up, acting as if he just noticed the gaping hole in reality. "Oh. That."

He chuckled and chewed on a strawberry.

"It's fine. I won't die." He extended a hand.

"Want a strawberry?"

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