"Open your eyes." After a moment, the boy's voice sounded behind her.

Gladys's eyelashes trembled, and then she was a little speechless because of the scene that came into her eyes.

Gladys had thought the giant ancient tree in her dream was outrageous enough, but she hadn't expected something even bigger...

The black branches and leaves are winding and rustling.

In the center of the giant tree, held up by darkness... a man slept peacefully. His hair was very long and jet-black, like the deepest night, revealing an eerie beauty.

Dense golden spells floated beside Him, blurring the air around Him.

Gladys couldn't see His appearance clearly.

Neither He himself nor the seal on Him... are things that humans can touch.

An indescribable sense of insignificance and terror arose.

Gladys's breathing became rapid, and the boy's arms tightened around her waist.

"Okay, come back to your senses." The boy's voice sounded in Gladys' ears.

The black branches and leaves covering the two of them suddenly dispersed, like a butterfly flapping its wings and flying away.

Gladys gasped, her eyes filled with physiological mist.

The scene just now was actually just a flash, but Gladys felt as if she had been staring at it for a long time. Every detail was engraved in her mind, which made the sense of horror that remained in Gladys even stronger.

"You..." Gladys gasped in Laura's arms.

Laura pursed her lips.

Although she had been given the permission to look directly at Him... His true form was too terrifying for her existence, and she still could not look directly at His true form.

Gladys gasped for breath, and after an unknown amount of time, she finally came to her senses from the feeling that was a thousand times more terrifying than the one after finishing an 800-meter long-distance race.

Gladys continued to murmur: "You..."

Laura's Adam's apple rolled and her voice trembled, as if she was frightened.

Then, Laura heard her say, "Oh my God, you are so amazing."

Laura:?

Gladys thought, it's scary, but it looks awesome, okay?

Moreover, the wand is now contracted to her and is one of her own.

Isn’t it wonderful that our own people are strong?

"Don't you think it's scary or ugly?" Laura bit the corner of her lip.

"Of course not," said Gladys.

"I, the evil witch, am a terrifying existence in my own right. Don't think I'm timid. Besides, my faith is in that unspeakable evil god."

Gladys thought that all the terrifying existences in the world were nothing compared to that extremely terrifying and unspeakable evil god.

Gladys found her words convincing. "I can even praise that evil god as being very handsome... In my eyes, your true form certainly isn't scary."

Laura smiled and said, "What a coincidence, I am the evil god himself."

"By the way, where is your seal? What are the conditions for unlocking it?" Gladys asked the boy.

Laura was stunned for a moment.

He didn't expect that Gladys would go looking for His seal without His continued guidance.

The boy suppressed the smile on his face.

"My seal is in the center of the abyss, which is the holy land." Laura said calmly.

Hearing this, Gladys' eyes lit up. "Isn't this where I am? Where exactly is it? Let me look for it."

"No, you can't find it."

"Why?"

"Because the holy place you are in now is fake."

Gladys was surprised: "Fake?"

"More accurately... they are replicas with different possibilities."

“Everything in the replica looks real, but it’s all fake.”

This sounds like the setting for a suspenseful, brain-burning drama...

Gladys frowned. "Is this replica meant to replace the real holy place in an emergency?"

"No...it's not that complicated. It's just a simple replica."

Gladys was shocked. "Who would be so bored as to make a replica like this?"

Laura's Adam's apple moved. "It's quite boring."

"Is the Dark Lord, the master of the holy land that I met, also a fake?" Gladys frowned.

The black-haired boy was very sure: "It's fake."

"This..." Gladys' expression changed and she fell into thought.

Then she and Princess Lola have fallen into a holy land scam.

Lola spoke up just in time, interrupting her complicated calculations. "The Lord of Darkness you saw was a black dragon," he said. "Something happened, but the black dragon, slain by the brave and lost in history, has become the master of this holy land."

"But the Lord of Darkness who created this replica holy land... should have left behind a soul fragment to govern the replica holy land. The soul fragment is real."

Gladys: "But the soul fragment isn't there."

"Then where is the real Lord of Darkness? Do I have to find him to get permission to leave the Holy Land?"

"He has long since left the throne and no longer holds the position of Lord of Darkness."

Gladys: "According to you, I can't get permission to leave the fake holy land now, right?"

"Don't worry. Although his soul fragments are not in this holy land, given his character, he will definitely leave something behind..."

Laura remained calm and said, "He is very kind and will definitely not make things difficult for you. He will let you leave."

"I see." Gladys nodded.

Then, Gladys sorted out the information...

She suddenly wondered aloud, her tone doubtful: "Wait, how do you know so much?"

Gladys narrowed her eyes.

Laura calmly waited for her analysis.

Gladys felt that her wand must have an ulterior motive and close connection with the Lord of Darkness. So... considering the wand was so sticky, there was only one possibility.

Gladys, "Are you... the Dark Lord's exclusive scepter?"

Laura answered fluently: "Yes."

"This..." Gladys' amber eyes showed excitement.

"Let me sort this out." She swallowed.

"And now the exclusive scepter of you, the Lord of Darkness, is contracted to me."

Laura: “That’s right.”

"Does this mean that I, the evil witch, have the potential to become the next Lord of Darkness?"

The boy put his finger bones to his lips: "Hmm, that seems to make sense."

Gladys thought this was amazing.

"Once you remove the seal, won't you become even more powerful?" Gladys asked excitedly.

Laura smiled and said, "Yeah, very impressive."

Laura thought that with His seal, the Abyss was also closed, closed to outsiders. The identity of the Lord of Darkness had long been forgotten by this generation...

However, evil witches born on the human race on the mainland will use special means to go to the abyss for training and study when they are young.

As long as you deal with dark creatures, it is impossible not to know the true identity of the Lord of Darkness.

But Gladys didn't know.

Is she a wicked witch?

not necessarily.

Meanwhile, Gladys, upon learning that the wand she had contracted was the exclusive scepter of the Lord of Darkness, suddenly felt like a truly qualified villain. She excitedly said, "I'll find a time later to go to the real abyss and help you break the seal."

The boy smiled, his tone a little deep, "Okay."

After talking for a while, Gladys thought of her original purpose of meeting the spirit of the weapon.

"Oh right... I haven't had time to think of a name for you yet." Gladys apologized, "I clearly said last time that I would give you a name the next time I see you."

Gladys always remembered to name the wand.

only......

"The matter of naming you was delayed by the matter of little Princess Lola." Gladys was distressed.

"Ah, Princess Lola is truly despicable," the young man said calmly. Then, he said, "In that case, how about you call me Lola from now on?"

Hearing this, Gladys's expression changed.

Are there any connections between the two sentences he said?

The boy said to Gladys slowly, "You seem eager to trip up Princess Laura."

Gladys said seriously, "Yes."

"So...as your wand, I stole her name. Isn't that revenge?"

Gladys thought, it seemed to make some sense, but it was very wrong!

Will she have to face two "Lauras" in the future?

Gladys looked at the boy in confusion. She had a vague feeling that the wand's spirit wanted the name Laura...

There's something really wrong with this wand.

However, it's normal for powerful things to have some unknown quirks...

She wants to understand this complex world.

"Forget it, since you like the name Laura so much, I won't stop you." Gladys said.

Laura: "Okay."

"Then you call my name?"

Gladys stammered, "... Luo... Luo..."

This name is too hot to the mouth.

"Lola." The black-haired boy said for her.

Gladys finally became more fluent, "Yes...Lola."

Laura propped up her chin. He tilted his head and smiled at Gladys. "I want to call you by your name, too. Is that okay?"

Gladys shook herself off from the strange feeling that naming my wand "Lola" was like naming my child after my mortal enemy, and said, "Okay."

The boy said naturally, "Okay, Gladys."

"By the way, Gladys, did you forget something?"

"What's up?"

"You want to drink my blood."

Gladys then remembered that she had an addictive buff similar to that of a vampire.

"But I don't seem to feel anything. Is it better now?"

Gladys thought that she, the evil witch, was not someone who was easily tempted.

Laura: "Maybe it's because the symptoms haven't appeared yet."

"Look at me, don't you really want to?"

Gladys didn't feel anything at first.

But after he said that, she seemed thirsty.

Gladys suddenly found the boy in front of her very attractive.

"You really don't want to drink blood?" His voice was clear and had a hint of temptation.

I didn’t think about it just now, but I do now.

But...Gladys felt she could still control it.

Gladys: "I think so a little bit."

Gladys felt that she was really good at restraint... The boy in front of her had turned into full-sugar milk tea, but she could still endure it.

However, the boy didn't seem to consider her restraint. He smiled and said, "In that case, let's drink some blood."

Gladys hesitated for a moment and said, "How about I just bear with it?"

Laura's smile faltered slightly: "Oh? Why?"

"The situation now is that I'm addicted to your blood, right?" Gladys rolled her clear amber eyes. "If I drink your blood every time I want to... won't I be getting deeper and deeper into trouble?"

Laura: "...So?"

Gladys: "So I have to find a way to quit."

Laura pinched off a piece of black branches with her fingertips. He tilted his head, not expecting that Gladys would unexpectedly reveal some abstinence.

Wrapping herself in restraint...Lola thought of the boring God of All Things.

Gladys did what she said and immediately took a few steps back, away from Laura.

"Being too close to you makes me lose control." The girl's voice came.

Laura heard her say sweetly, "If I keep drinking your blood, I might become more and more addicted, and that wouldn't be good for your body, would it?"

Laura was in a strange mood.

He hadn't expected Gladys to be able to resist the temptation of divine blood...

She was even less like an evil witch who acted recklessly according to her desires.

There was a rustling sound of branches and leaves, and Laura's figure suddenly appeared in front of Gladys.

The distance Gladys had created by taking a few steps back was suddenly reduced.

The boy's skin was close to hers, and Gladys almost wanted to hug him, put her arms around his neck and bite it.

Gladys' body tensed up, and she felt a little bad.

Gladys: "Don't get so close..."

"You were standing too far away. I couldn't hear what you were saying." The boy's voice was a little lower. "I thought you were calling me over, but it turns out you weren't."

Gladys endured her dry mouth and repeated, "It's like this. I plan to stay away from you and control my desire to drink blood to avoid becoming completely addicted."

"I think you heard me clearly this time." Gladys said as she backed away very slowly.

Laura: “But I think…”

The boy's voice was a little vague as it reached Gladys' ears. An irrepressible desire rose in her heart, making her feel a little uneasy...

Gladys quickly covered her mouth and muffledly asked, "What do you think?"

“I don’t think it’s good to force quitting.”

Laura paused and said, "Something bad is going to happen."

"What will happen?"

Laura said calmly, "It will break."

Gladys shuddered. "Really? How did it break?"

"You'll become a mindless, drooling zombie."

"You mean zombies?" Gladys covered her mouth and felt like there was actually some saliva in her mouth.

"Zombies, what are those?" Laura asked curiously.

Gladys's thoughts were a bit hazy, so she answered honestly, "A kind of human being infected by a virus, completely devoid of reason, will attack the living and devour their flesh and blood."

"It sounds like a dark creature... but how come I don't know." He said with a thoughtful tone.

Laura suddenly lifted up the back of Gladys's neck and asked in a probing voice, "Do you know what a zombie looks like? Can you let me take a look?"

"See? How?" Gladys was a little confused.

The closer the boy got to her... the more she wanted to bite him.

Their faces were close to each other, and Gladys had to hold back so as not to bite his face.

"I have a contract with you now, so I can share my spiritual consciousness with you." Lola said lightly.

"Can you recall the appearance of zombies in your mind and let me see..."

His forehead was pressed against Gladys's forehead. Gladys could hardly control her desire to bite him. She subconsciously wanted to step back, but the boy's fingers were supporting the back of her neck. Gladys had no way to retreat. In order to divert his attention, she quickly played the scene of "The Walking Dead" in her mind for the boy.

After a moment, Laura let go of Gladys.

"So that's how it is." He spoke in a relaxed tone, as if his desire for knowledge had been satisfied.

After he let go, Gladys' legs inexplicably felt weak, and Laura raised her hands to hug her as she fell forward.

Gladys felt that her mind was no longer clear...

She politely warned the boy, "I...I can't help myself any longer, but my teeth aren't very sharp, so I'm going to bite you many times."

"It doesn't matter."

"By the way... you see, zombies are like this, right?"

Veins suddenly appeared on the boy's neck, and his skin became even paler. He hugged Gladys tightly, as if he was catching prey. He moved quickly, opened his mouth, revealing sharp teeth, took a breath, and almost bit Gladys's neck.

Gladys: Holy shit!

She woke up for a moment.

The boy's breath hit her neck.

Gladys's heart was pounding wildly, partly because of fear and partly because of a strange tingling sensation running down her spine.

Laura buried her face in her neck and he laughed softly.

"Okay, no more playing."

He raised his head and placed his fingertips on his neck. A black branch grew out from his pale finger bones and scratched his skin.

"You seem to be losing control."

Laura hugged Gladys and leaned back, and the black branches and leaves immediately woven into a throne-like chair to catch him.

He picked her up and sat her on his lap.

"Why restrain yourself?" Laura said.

Gladys felt that this seemed wrong, and the thinking of this wand seemed a bit villainous.

But...Gladys thought about it and realized that she, the evil witch, was also a villain.

Okay, then there's no problem.

So Gladys licked and sucked his neck.

Gladys heard the boy casually say in her ear, "By the way, that wasn't actually a zombie... it was a ghoul, a creation of darkness. But I thought they looked a lot like each other, so I turned into a ghoul to tease you."

As Gladys drank the blood, she thought hazily, he is really full of energy. It was the first time she saw someone jumping around so lively while having his blood drunk, as if it didn't hurt at all.

Even zombie movies don’t dare to act like this.

"Can you become something else?" Gladys opened her mouth and mumbled.

A drop of blood fell and Gladys licked it with the tip of her tongue.

"Well, it can transform into many forms..."

"I can create dark creatures, transform dark creatures, and I can also transform myself into dark creatures of different forms."

Oh... then he is really amazing.

Gladys drank His blood, but drank too much, and her consciousness was dragged directly into darkness.

“…”

For Gladys, what followed was just a strange dream.

Maybe it's because of the wand's transfiguration...

So Gladys dreamed that she turned Laura into an ugly duckling.

Laura, the ugly duckling, was raised by her in a high tower.

She fed bread to Laura the Ugly Duckling, washed Laura the Ugly Duckling's feathers, and took Laura the Ugly Duckling to swim in the River of Sinners...

Then, under the careful care of her evil witch, Laura the ugly duckling turned into a beautiful swan.

After transforming into a swan, Lola can switch between human and swan forms. Gladys saw the beautiful little Princess Lola with her swan wings spread out behind her...

Then...in order to abuse Lola the Swan, she made Lola the Swan lay swan eggs for her.

Gladys: ????

Gladys shuddered and opened her eyes.

She was lying on the bed...

The sky outside the window was pitch black, there was no sunlight in the holy land, and the scene remained unchanged, so Gladys didn't know how long she had slept.

Laura, who had been warming her bed, lay beside her.

Gladys's head was resting on Laura's arm... Gladys didn't know if little Princess Laura's arm was numb from her resting her head on it.

The little princess should have fallen asleep, breathing evenly.

Gladys stared at the sleeping profile of the little princess, a little silent.

Well, after waking up, Gladys felt as if her body was very satisfied, so she is very calm now.

Looking at the little Princess Lola lying beside her, her heart was surprisingly calm.

But... her wings were not controlled by her inner feelings. When she woke up, her wings became excited, stretched out, and the feathered tail touched Laura's face.

Laura opened her eyes immediately, and her golden eyes looked at Gladys quietly.

"Mr. Witch, have you slept enough?"

"That's enough." Gladys answered subconsciously.

Then she suddenly stood up and folded the elf wings behind her.

"By the way, my servant, I have good news for you." Gladys looked down at Laura lying on the bed and said coldly, "Your beauty is useless now. You don't have to deceive the Lord of Darkness anymore."

Laura: "Oh? Why? What happened?"

"The current Lord of Darkness is a fake. We can't get permission from him to leave the Holy Land." Gladys thought about what the wand said to her in her dream. "Or perhaps the current Holy Land is also fake..."

"Well... Anyway, we've fallen into a very complicated scam."

Gladys said solemnly, "I call it the Long scam."