Magic Awakening Ritual and the Tree of Life Spiritual Energy

Yveta asked a crucial question. "But the last time you established a law, you already spent twenty years of your lifespan."

"And one right arm."

"This time... now... you only have a head left."

The Old Witch chuckled. "Your Grace, rest assured. I have a reserve of Magic Hearts."

"I can consume these hearts to replace the casting cost and risks I should have borne myself."

The drawers of the grid cabinet inside the luxurious carriage were opened one after another by three delicate, floating young girls' hands. Inside were red hearts, still beating, one after another!

The Old Witch introduced her treasures with all the enthusiasm of someone displaying exhibits. "Your Grace, these were all hearts I dug out of young girls with Heart Extraction Magic."

"What makes these treasures precious is that they came from girls born with the ability to cast spells, but whose talent was too weak for them to become witches."

"And when I took their hearts, they were all young and beautiful, and felt no pain at all."

Yveta's mouth twitched.

You don't need to emphasize how young and beautiful the owners of these hearts were in front of me.

Yveta could only change the subject and turn his attention to Heart Extraction Magic. "What is Heart Extraction Magic?"

"That is magic only Formal Witches and Formal Wizards can use." The Old Witch answered casually. Clearly, she would rather have discussed the beauty and youth of these heart owners with Yveta, but Yveta was interested only in magic, so she reluctantly said, "Your Grace, hearts extracted by Heart Extraction Magic automatically become Magic Hearts."

"Magic Hearts are tougher than ordinary hearts. Even if the owner and the heart are separated, the owner will not die."

"This is the main branch of magic I studied. It was also through this magic that I advanced to become a Formal Witch."

"Most of the Magic Hearts in my treasure vault still have owners who are living perfectly well in this world, lively and radiant."

The Old Witch grabbed a heart with one of the floating girls' hands and squeezed it hard. A young girl's miserable scream actually came from within the heart.

"But with just a gentle squeeze of their hearts, even from thousands of miles away, they will feel unbearable pain—or even die."

Yveta felt a headache coming on.

This Old Witch was fucking ruthless.

If she discovered that he was not a demon god at all, but merely an ordinary person, wouldn't she torture him to death?

The Old Witch said, "By using the Magic Awakening Ritual, this body of yours will directly become a Wizard Apprentice."

"But advancing to Wizard Apprentice requires meeting three conditions."

"The number three is a spiritual number imbued with power."

"The first condition is for at least three hundred ordinary people to believe that you can use magic, or for three formal professionals to believe that you can use magic, because the perceptions of formal professionals are more stable."

"The second condition is to drink an Awakening Elixir."

"The third condition is to complete the ritual."

The Old Witch said, "You have already fulfilled the first condition."

"Black Wolf and I are both formal professionals, and we both believe that you are someone who can use magic."

"The third person is my Beloved Disciple. She is also a Formal Witch."

Yveta sensed that something was wrong. Wait, he could understand Black Wolf and the Old Witch herself.

But why would a witch who had never even met him acknowledge that he could use magic???

The Old Witch noticed his unease and explained, "Your Grace, so that my Beloved Disciple could welcome us, I wrote her a letter while we were fleeing. I introduced you as a powerful and gifted wizard, and she replied to my letter."

"She greatly admires you. She is waiting to witness your magnificence and is carefully preparing to receive you."

No matter how Yveta thought about it, something felt off. He swept the Old Witch with a suspicious gaze.

How could I possibly be gifted?

Didn't you examine my talent before and say that I had no spellcasting ability at all?

How did I become something entirely different in the letters between you and your Beloved Disciple?

But now was not the time to worry about that.

Three girls' hands flew over, each clutching a Magic Heart. The two eyes on the Old Witch's head also began to emit deep green flames. "This is profound magic from ancient times."

A ring of green flames suddenly erupted from the wooden floor of the inn room, burning fiercely.

The entire room was illuminated by Green Light, strange and eerie.

"In the name of the Hearthstone Great Witch and Guardian of Hearthstone Fortress, I issue the following command—"

The first heart suddenly shriveled rapidly, then exploded, turning into a cloud of black powder that scattered through the air.

The now-empty girl's hand immediately flew back, took six candles from the Treasure Chest inside the carriage, and touched them with the tip of its index finger, lighting all six.

"Before these six candles go out, no laws that should exist in the world may appear within this room!"

"No laws of mortals should exist in this room!"

After the Old Witch finished speaking, nearly all the Magic Hearts in the Treasure Chest exploded.

A shrill female voice screamed miserably, "I proclaim the following decree: Law Established!"

The Old Witch was drenched in sweat as well, as though she were enduring tremendous pressure. "That is about enough. I cannot completely drive out the Physical Law here, but this will suffice."

"This environment can now support the ritual."

"Damn it, my stockpile from more than a hundred years has been completely used up, and I have lost another thirty years of my lifespan! If this guy is not a demon god..."

If he was not, she would use the cruelest methods to make him wish he were dead!

She would make him regret ever having lived!

This Magic Awakening Ritual was itself a test she had prepared for this demon god!

Yveta did not notice that the witch's gaze toward him was filled with suspicion, cruelty, and apprehension.

The room, stripped of mortal laws, seemed to have become a bottomless, dark Deep Well. Yveta felt as though he were riding an elevator plummeting downward at high speed, never stopping.

Empty and hollow.

For a while, he could not adapt to this environment.

The Old Witch said, "There are no more mortal laws here."

"Your Grace, what comes next is the key to whether you can learn magic!"

Within the circle of green flames appeared an inverted hexagram, and at its center stood a silver tree!

This was the Tree of Life Spiritual Energy!

At the same time, the Old Witch manipulated the three hands to take three bottles of potion from the Treasure Chest.

Perhaps due to magical backlash, the three young girls' hands were already battered and torn, and had aged into the hands of ninety-year-old crones.