Chapter 1017 - 520: The Greatest Threat, The Black Dragon Descends!_2
"As for the Emperor of our people? Of course, he supported me and captured a great number of foreigners infected with the Black Death for my research. Oh, many of them were Alsasians, and you Alsasians have been one of the best subjects for study—strong bodies, higher body temperature than others—thus under the effect of the Black Death, you die the slowest."
La Vasan... The true witch of death bowed to Ivita, performing a ritual, "And now, Your Majesty of Alsace, I will give you a grand funeral befitting the peak of your noble status. Of course, today’s funeral will be even more high-standard because you are, after all, the first Marquis Witch, and it seems you’ve also touched the higher realms of the magic domain."
The true witch of death sneered, "If I had existed in the same era as the Witch Queens, I would definitely have surpassed them."
"The magic resources available today, although more abundant than before, all the data on becoming a Witch Queen have been destroyed by those wretches. I hate it."
"I hate that I was born too late. But I bet on the Kingdom of Frank; from the era of the first three kings, I guided them to covet the throne, eager to enhance their country’s power, and today I am to reap the rewards. The power of the Kingdom of Frank has reached its peak, a true empire, and I can use the resources of the empire to obtain everything I want, everything."
"Your Majesty Ivita, you seem to have reached the realm of the Witch Queen. But I haven’t, I don’t have the data, I discovered the Two Souls Three Realms, discovered the magic tree, but for some reason, the tree withered and died. I had no choice but to alternatively research magic, persistently delve into a domain forbidden by the Witch Kings, and finally, I believe I am now no weaker than the Witch Queens. Today, my goal is not only to kill you but to affirm my power by killing you."
The true witch of death had gone wild, "Today is your end, your death; no one can resist the path to the end. Don’t resist, come, come..."
Ivita lowered her head, clenched her fists, "To nourish the magic tree, you must have used a lot of magical power."
The true witch of death paused.