The evil witch BOSS just wants to develop in a low-key manner

Chapter 36 [Evil Knight] appears!
The former evil boss [evil wizard] "Zorn Kerrik".

They madly sacrificed large numbers of villages and towns, and even used terrible catastrophic power to transform the entire vibrant small city-state into a disaster-stricken dead city.

The purpose is to create a [disaster] environment and leverage more power of the [origin of disaster] in an environment of death and disaster.

High efficiency is high.

But the problem is that this will also make him a target of public criticism.

The church and the Tantric sect jointly launched a surprise attack and strike.

After escaping by chance, he was already seriously injured, and the evil witch suffered heavy spiritual losses.

Helpless, he could only carry out more intense blood sacrifices and massacres.

In return, he was pursued by more powerful forces and suffered more serious injuries.

After several waves of repeated pull-ups, not only did I not make any profit, but I suffered heavy losses.

Now, Zorn focuses on long-term steady growth and sustainable development.

Although the money earned is not that much or that fast, it is safer.

No one would notice that in the corner, Zorn was quietly leveraging his power.

Even if I noticed it, I wouldn't care.

From the outside, it seems like just a "weak evil spirit."

Moreover, using [Cataclysm] to leverage power is only one of the ways for Zorn to become stronger.

The "steam factory" that is being planned is a legitimate path.

In addition to this, Zorn has many other ways to perform cool operations.

A single path can easily narrow the way.

If you want to become a terrifying evil god, you have to make your path wider and wider.

As the secret trap ritual begins to work.

Gray rats began to be attracted in droves.

There were even some mutant gray rats coming over.

At this time, the benefits of the "Spiritual Ratman Crystal Core" that Zorn invested can be seen. The effect is much better than the ordinary trap ritual.

In just a short while, more than a dozen gray rats were caught in the trap and then sacrificed.

The wriggling catastrophic force that permeated the air was being continuously absorbed.

The dense black fog was growing in an orderly manner.

Feeling the black fog growing stronger and stronger, Zorn let out a breath.

"Once I've moved enough black fog, I can establish my [Spiritual Realm] at the source of the disaster."

"That will be my personal territory in the Land of Origin, an exclusive area that no one can invade."

"By the time other people realized there was space to grab, I had already grabbed a lot of it."

"The powerful spiritual realm allows me to avoid many powerful divinations, probes, and peeping, and better conceal myself."

"All in all, the benefits of the [spiritual realm] are very, very numerous."

"Before the [Spiritual Realm] was constructed."

"Controlling this dense black mist will allow you to awaken some powerful and practical dark-themed supernatural sorcery in advance when you level up."

Just as Zorn was thinking about what powerful supernatural witchcraft he could use the black fog to unleash.

The black mist in front of Zorn dissipated silently.

"Oh? Is anyone coming?"

His mind moved slightly.

As a special trap, once a powerful spirit approaches, it will disperse and stop hunting.

It will only start up again after the powerful spirit leaves.

Apart from the occasional dripping of water and the squeaking of gray mice.

"Da da da……"

The sound of footsteps came from far away.

And there was more than one person, and it seemed that they were coming from two directions and converging here.

Zoen restrained his breath and leaned against a corner where the blue fluorescent moss could not illuminate him, hiding himself perfectly in the darkness.

After a while, the footsteps stopped.

"Uncle Morrison!"

A clearer voice sounded.

"Ok!"

A thick nasal voice responded in a low voice.

After a long moment of silence.

The rough voice finally spoke.

"Viscount Blinn's cargo was stolen."

"I...I have already learned the news from them."

A younger voice responded.

"Uncle Morrison, are there any other resources?"

The silent darkness did not respond to the inquiry, only the faint squeaking of the gray mouse could be heard.

"Yesterday, the dinner party started again."

The clearer voice began to speak intermittently.

"It was a very young girl, probably only thirteen or fourteen years old. Her body was very weak, she could barely stand, and she was crying very sadly."

"I cut open her neck with a knife, and sure enough, the virgin's blood—it was unusually sweet."

The clear voice began to become high-pitched and uplifting.

"But those damn rats, they looked at me as if I were food." "How dare they...!"

The roar sounded like thunder.

"I am the great Evil Knight, listening to the great being, and wielding unparalleled and terrifying power."

"Every time I fall asleep, I can hear the great Lord Ergonus calling in my ear."

“In this sewer, I can feel the darkness feeding my soul.

Every time I devour a gray rat, my strength grows a bit stronger.

I could see, hear, and smell the malice those damned Rat Kings intended for me.

Those damn bastards, how dare they have any ill will towards me.

I'm going to kill them all, I'm going to eat them all.

I am the true heir to the blood power.

I am the supreme knight who wields forbidden power.

Everyone who stands in front of me will die...will...die..."

As the voice spoke, it became increasingly excited, frantic, and hysterical.

There was even a terrifying evil energy spreading in the air, like gusts of wind and waves blowing the blue fluorescent moss.

It can be seen that he is in a very good mental state!

In a dark corner, Zorn quietly felt the surge of the evil power and had already understood something.

"It's the one that the Forbidden Blood Source has set its sights on—the Evil Knight!"

"Hmm...a fellow boss has appeared."

"But it looks like it's been seriously contaminated!"

"Instead of developing one's own inner strength, one actually worships a superior who believes in forbidden blood."

"How ignorant and stupid!"

While thinking, Zorn rubbed his eyebrows slightly.

This is not surprising.

Now, the extraordinary power has just surged, and no one has truly witnessed the horror of the evil spirit born from the remains of the evil god [Ergonus].

Become the world-class boss [Evil Spirit Wizard] Zorn Korrik, the spokesperson for the evil god.

In the Holy Land, carry out several more city-state-level catastrophe preludes.

Everyone will realize the horror and terror of [Ergonus] in the ancient historical era!
And now, the steam wave is just beginning to surge.

The evil spirit sequence from [Ergonus] was born not long ago, and it is not yet time for it to exert its power.

"Calm down...Butch!"

A deep voice sounded.

The restless power of the [Evil Knight] named Butch gradually calmed down.

"This time the resources were stolen. Although I didn't buy any of them, I have contacted new sellers who have good resources."

"Just wait a few more days... just a few more days, and I'll get you the resources."

"in addition……"

The deep voice paused.

"I heard from them that it seems that the theft this time was carried out by another evil spirit."

These words immediately caught the attention of the evil knight.

"Another evil spirit?"

He asked urgently.

"Uncle Morrison, can you catch him?"

"I urgently need another piece of Lord Ergonus' flesh and blood. I am willing...willing to pay any price for it."

The man in the darkness shook his head helplessly.

"That's a very cunning fellow."

"From his confession, it's clear that his 'evil spirit' is very weak, not even close to yours, Butch."

"Among you, he is just a scrap."

"But he used heavy rain, thunder, and other interference methods to prevent us from detecting."

"The chance of catching him is slim."

"You don't have to worry about that, Butch."

The man with a deep voice comforted him.

"According to the information I received, there are still several hidden evil spirit sequences in Oglan City."

"They are all lurking in the dark and ready to make a move."

“They’re all trying to find each other.”

"But now the advantage is yours."

"The power of [Forbidden Blood Source] is terrifying. It makes the catastrophe here wriggle, becoming a breeding ground for you."

"This is your home court, and it's also your opportunity."

"Grow stronger during this catastrophe. When the power of the catastrophe reaches its peak, you will need to appear in Ogran City and carve a bold and colorful stigma of disaster."

"A unique stigma of disaster that belongs only to you."

"Just like that guy used Oglan City as a canvas and carved the stigmata with the ritual of notification."

"This is your catastrophic power. No one is more suitable than you to write the chapter of death!"

"Once you have built up enough advantages, you will be qualified to seek out, devour, and absorb other evil spirits, such as... those weaker evil spirits!"

(End of this chapter)