Witch Special

After three consecutive divinations, Lin Zhenxi became visibly furious. She transformed her wand back into a bracelet, slinging it around her wrist. She held the southern hemisphere in her arms and clasped it against her chest. She angrily stared at the divination circle, which had been damaged once again, and forced herself to calm down.

Something's wrong. Something's wrong. There's definitely something wrong with the person being divined.

Three divinations, all with the same results. If it were just a normal divination failure, at most, no information would be obtained. However, in all three divinations Lin Zhenxi conducted, the ritual was disrupted without exception, and the magic power consumed by each divination was far higher than normal.

This is not a sign of divination failure at all, but rather the result of divination being interfered with and destroyed!

Because Lin Zhenxi prayed directly to the World Will, without any intermediaries, these divinations involved only two parties: Lin Zhenxi herself and the World Will. Lin Zhenxi herself would certainly not actively disrupt the ritual, so the answer was obvious: it was the World Will that unilaterally slammed the phone. Before doing so, it also reached through the phone line and slapped Lin Zhenxi in the face. The extra magic power Lin Zhenxi consumed was used to counteract the World Will's malicious intent.

Damn, all my previous guesses were wrong. This thing wasn't asleep at all, it was deliberately playing the game of disconnection!

But why? Lin Zhenxi came on official business, and behind her was "The Company," a multiverse-spanning, super-evil, and irrelevant person with no connection to this other world. Why would the will of this world target her? Wasn't she crazy?

No, the more she thought about it, the angrier she got. This was unbearable. She had to get to the bottom of it, or else Lin Zhenxi would never let this go. She painted over the magic circle in front of her, which had been shattered by the backlash of magic power, and with a vengeance, she swiftly re-painted a larger one. And this time, Lin Zhenxi even drew a scale altar within the magic circle, preparing to add sacrifice to the ritual of equal exchange. She simply couldn't believe this wouldn't earn her a single word from this bastard world will.

Lin Zhenxi's previous magic circle was only used to divine the location of the water monster. She admitted that it was a bit perfunctory, but for that purpose, it should have been sufficient. Now, however, she drew a magic circle for direct communication with the will of the world, and it was completely different from the previous three.

After completing this magic circle, ten times larger than the previous one, with her highest level of skill, Lin Zhenxi gritted her teeth and used dozens of small gold nuggets to create a small pyramid at one end of the Libra altar. After all, it was all bought with this world's money, so she didn't feel bad about using it.

Gold itself possesses no mystical qualities, but as the most precious universal commodity since ancient times, it has been imbued with the concept of "value." Why is gold so precious, and why is it so beloved by both science and magic? The reason lies not only in its inherent value and difficulty to mine, but also in its role as a bridge between magic and science. Magic and science, two forces that should have mutually excluded and squeezed each other, share a common ground in the precious metal of gold.

This is also the only native magic material that Lin Zhenxi can find in this world that can be linked to magic. Fortunately, gold is precious enough. Even if there is only gold in this world, it is enough for Lin Zhenxi to do what she wants.

Magical materials have always been measured in grams. Even the more common but rather counterintuitive ounce in the wizarding world only converts to 28.349 grams. And right now, the small gold bars Lin Zhenxi had piled on the scale altar weighed over four kilograms. By sacrificial standards, this was a truly substantial pile of chips. If used as a sacrifice, unless the opponent was completely devastated, there would undoubtedly be a response.

As soon as the small pile of gold was placed on the Libra altar, Lin Zhenxi didn't even need to activate it. The magic circle lit up on its own, like a pressure-sensitive lamp being stepped on. Whether gold is a magical material depends on the circumstances. Normally, it is just a precious metal, but on the Libra altar, it has been converted into magic power that matches its value.

It seemed that even Lin Zhenxi's own magic was no longer necessary. She only needed to place her request on the other side of the scale. As long as the offering on the scale was heavier than the request, the transaction would proceed. Lin Zhenxi had already paid the price in advance, and the ritual would ensure that she received her due reward.

You can always trust the principle of equal exchange! Cash on delivery. Clearly marked prices, no deception.

Next, it was time for questions. Lin Zhenxi looked at the other circular area symbolizing the Libra scales, rubbed her hands together, and pressed her slightly red palms into the circle.

The next sentence is not only worth millions, but also related to her plan to return home, so she cannot be careless at all.

"My mission in your world has been completed. Open the door for me. We are going back."

That's right, it's that simple and straightforward! We're all grown-ups now, no need to beat around the bush. Lin Zhenxi doesn't care where this world's will is hiding or what tricks it's up to. She only cares about one thing: going home, home, home. As long as this world's will opens a passage back to the main world, she'll take Saitama and leave now. Nothing in this world will concern Lin Zhenxi anymore.

The neatly stacked gold bars melted at a visible rate, the liquid gold seeping into the circle of the Libra altar below like desert rain, vanishing into thin air. Although over a million gold coins vanished in the blink of an eye, it also meant the ritual had been a success, a normal and necessary procedure.

When all the gold vanished, Lin Zhenxi's consciousness was suddenly pulled out of her body, even out of the current material world, and ascended into an illusory dimension. Here, she retained only a wisp of consciousness, without touch, taste, feeling, sight, or hearing. But strangely, she seemed to be able to "see" a world divided by black and white: on one side was a vibrant pure white, while on the other was a pitch black that revealed distant stars. These two were split in two in the infinite distance, dividing the world into two different colored halves.

In this world of black and white, Lin Zhenxi turned her head and "saw" a consciousness that seemed infinitely larger than herself. If Lin Zhenxi were a grain of sand on the beach, then the consciousness before her would be the equivalent of a protective block used in building a coastal breakwater. Perhaps it wasn't actually very large, but Lin Zhenxi was so tiny that the gap was still quite significant.

Just as Lin Zhenxi was wondering what was happening, a very brief message suddenly came from the giant creature opposite her. Then, like a leaf floating on the water being sucked into the depths by a vortex, Lin Zhenxi's consciousness sank rapidly, and in a flash, she returned to her body.

Looking at the familiar setting, Lin Zhenxi shook her head and tried to stand up from the cushion. However, she found that her legs were no longer under her control. She quickly touched them and found that they were cold. It seemed that the prolonged pressure had prevented blood from flowing smoothly, resulting in numbness in her legs caused by insufficient blood supply.

It shouldn't be the price paid for ritual magic. Lin Zhenxi's sacrifice wasn't some cult sacrifice. She had properly sacrificed the gold, so the price of the ritual wouldn't spread to her body.

However, it was quite troublesome that his feet were out of control, so Lin Zhenxi conjured up some soft cushions and placed them in front of him. Then he simply leaned forward and fell on the mats. He then turned over and put himself in a naturally relaxed lying position.

"Rejuvenate."

"activation."

"The pain is gone instantly."

"The end is over."

"Be strong and strong."

After this spell, the numbness in Lin Zhenxi's legs disappeared almost instantly, as if she had been hit by a combination of punches. She reached out and scratched her thighs, making sure they had returned to normal. Then she propped herself up and sat down on the mat with her legs spread apart, her eyes empty, her thoughts drifting to who knows where.

Although the room where the ritual took place was devoid of any technological gadgets, and naturally, no clocks, Lin Zhenxi could infer from the numbness in her legs that her perception of time had become severely distorted after her consciousness left her body. She felt as if she had only been in that illusory dimension for a short while, but in reality, a much longer time had passed. This wasn't a big deal, though. This was Lin Zhenxi's first time directly communicating with the world's will through a sacrificial ritual, so it was understandable that some unexpected circumstances might arise.

After all, that was the will of the world. Lin Zhenxi, as a mere human, trying to connect with the will of the world was like an ant trying to have a conversation with the owner of a garden. Among ants, this was definitely an act that defied nature.

Therefore, Lin Zhenxi quickly put aside this minor mishap of time perception, thinking it wasn't a significant issue and not something to worry about. Compared to this, the answer given to Lin Zhenxi by the world's will was even more important.

At the same time, an unexpected situation occurred, which made her scalp tingle.

"Trouble...super trouble...super invincible trouble!" Lin Zhenxi muttered to himself for a while, and suddenly seemed to remember something. He spread out the palm of his hand that had just pressed on the magic circle and looked at his palm.

A line of messages flashing with magical light appeared faintly between the palms of her hands, clearly telling Lin Zhenxi in the form of revelation that the impression in her mind now was not her illusion, but a real past event.

[Travelers are a cancer and must be eliminated, eliminated, eliminated, eliminated, eliminated, eliminated, eliminated... (fades)]

Lin Zhenxi's face looked extremely pale under the pale blue aura. This malice, coming from the deepest depths of the current world, caused Lin Zhenxi to tremble uncontrollably due to the deep chill in his heart, even in the comfortable temperature of the room.