The God of Malice is Watching the Land: Chapter 20 A Mad Plan
Hua Qingling and Qin Wen vanished into thin air, transported into an illusion created by Luo Yan.
The power Illusion lent her hadn’t been returned yet. The illusion she constructed was on the same level as those created by Illusion herself, incredibly stable.
Even in the Void.
Therefore, if Luo Yan wanted to transport others through the Void now, she could first construct an illusion, then send the illusion into the Void.
If nothing unexpected happened, Qin Wen and Hua Qingling would return to Lannister shortly.
Then, all their memories related to Luo Yan would be erased, even the encounter with the Witch of End in Lannister would also disappear.
Even the esper abilities mastered by humanity could achieve targeted memory erasure, and the “Envy” Luo Yan possessed was the highest level mental power. Her current ability to manipulate souls and consciousness was comparable to the Witch of Envy.
Even surpassing her, because she wasn’t affected by the contamination of “malice.”
The Witch of End could see everything Luo Yan was doing, but It remained silent.
“‘Malice,’ do your current actions… still have any meaning?” The Witch of End slowly spoke, “malice” surging in the depths of Its eyes. “Everything is about to end… whether it’s Absolute Death or us, we have all failed.”
The Witch of End directly addressed Luo Yan as “malice,” not the Witch of Envy. It knew Luo Yan’s true identity from the very beginning… because It was originally a part of the plan.
Whether it was the glimmer of hope the Saint sought in the darkness, or the Gods’ helpless cycle of despair, It had been a part of it all.
The failure of the Gods’ world-destruction plan meant that human civilization would erroneously continue, and They, as Gods, or rather, the World Will, would be further eroded by “malice” in this process.
The failure of the Artificial Witch Project meant that the Gods couldn’t be immune to the contamination of “malice,” and this world was on a path of being completely consumed by “malice.”
The terrifying truth beyond the starry sky was the end of this world.
And the culprit behind all this, the original instigator, was the innocent, kind silver-haired girl before It.
Even during slumber, the Witch of End was still drawn to Luo Yan’s aura, not even letting go of a photo containing her image. This showed how deeply ingrained Luo Yan’s existence was in Its mind.
Indeed, anyone, facing an enemy they had confronted for millennia yet still despaired against, would be this sensitive, even the Gods were no exception.
But truly standing before the silver-haired girl, standing before “malice,” the Witch of End felt conflicted, unable to utter any unnecessary words.
The last God to directly confront “malice” like this was named “Hope,” and she had already fallen.
The power “Hope” left behind now resided within this silver-haired girl.
“…You are severely eroded.”
Luo Yan looked at the Witch of End and said softly.
Although the Witch of End seemed to still be calm, in reality… “malice” was already affecting Its will. It was only using Its own offering’s power, “Never Parting from Dreams,” to forcibly keep Itself in slumber.
The reason It lingered near Lannister was because Lannister was the first place Luo Yan arrived after experiencing the Witch of Envy’s divine whispers, carrying her strong aura.
The Lannister citizens who died alone before were because they inadvertently came into contact with the Witch of End’s dream and couldn’t escape.
They ultimately died in the dream created by the Witch of End.
Only the Witch of End encountered by Hua Qingling and Qin Wen was the true form. They approached the place where the Witch of End slumbered, and the photo Hua Qingling carried slightly awakened the Witch of End.
The Witch of End’s contamination completely erupted during “Witch’s Night.” The current It was beyond saving, only waiting for the moment of being completely dominated by “malice.”
Thinking about it carefully now, the Witch of Envy was actually the God most severely contaminated by “malice,” probably because She was the most active in the present world.
No wonder, even though human civilization was erroneously continuing, the Gods didn’t personally destroy all of humanity, because once They descended upon the present world, the contamination of “malice” couldn’t be suppressed.
Choosing slumber and entrusting the task of world destruction to the Church of the End Gods was just a helpless measure.
The Witch of End smiled sadly and slowly closed Its eyes, a dreamy mist enveloping Its body.
Facing all this, It chose to continue slumbering.
Even with “malice” right beside It.
But Luo Yan didn’t seem to understand tact. She walked over nonchalantly, sat beside the Witch of End, and said casually,
“Do you know One?”
“…If you’re looking for her to reminisce, unfortunately, she’s already dead.”
The Witch of End opened Its light blue eyes and looked at Luo Yan. “She died as she wished… She is me, but I am not her.”
One back then wasn’t an ordinary God’s Chosen, but carried a fragment of the Witch of End’s consciousness.
When this fragment of consciousness awakened, One killed everyone in an entire settlement, including her own mother.
In a way, the Witch of End was actually more like One’s enemy, even though they were originally one.
“But you have her memories, right?”
Luo Yan hugged her knees, her face buried in them, her silver-white hair falling to the ground.
The filthy dirt couldn’t stain these dazzling silver strands; all the “malice” contamination couldn’t affect this girl.
“…What exactly are you trying to say?”
The Witch of End frowned slightly. It did possess all of One’s memories, perhaps even some that One herself couldn’t remember.
But one thing was very clear, It wasn’t One, not one of the nine Misters who founded Dawn, but one of the ten original World Wills of this world.
“I want to know… what kind of person ‘Luo Yan’ truly was.” Luo Yan whispered, a complex emotion flickering in her eyes.
Luo Yan, and Luo Yan…
Luo Yan, the researcher who saved the world in the Old Era, given the name Mister “Zero,” whose body was later reborn as the Saint by Absolute Death.
The relationship between her and Miss Luo Yan wasn’t just as simple as sharing a name.
Miss Luo Yan originally didn’t have a name. She was just a ball of white light condensed from rules, and only after being given life by Mister Zero did she become the current Miss Luo Yan.
A God with a mortal body…
Even Illusion, whose experience spanned two worlds, hadn’t heard of this, she didn’t even dare to think about it.
Perhaps in the vast universe, Miss Luo Yan was the only such special existence.
But how did all this happen…
Miss Luo Yan didn’t know, but she wanted to find the answer.
“Is it… really necessary to know this? Since you already know your own identity, the so-called ‘Luo Yan’ is just a joke.” The Witch of End said after a moment of silence,
“The ‘malicious’ Gods above the starry sky are all your doing. Because of your existence, we had to confine ourselves… but even so, we still can’t escape our destined demise.”
Towards the end, a hint of self-deprecation appeared in the Witch of End’s tone.
It had already exhausted all its power and could only wait for the arrival of its end.
“…Why would you say that?” Luo Yan said, looking directly at the Witch of End and asking seriously, “Whether it’s me as ‘malice,’ or me as ‘Luo Yan,’ aren’t they both me?”
“That’s not necessarily true.”
The Witch of End shook its head, pointed at its own head, and said,
“Just like my situation, One’s memories are here, not just memories, but her emotions, her will, her everything, all within me.
“It could be said that she is me, but I can never be her, even if I possess all this.”
The Witch of End stood up, its fingers moving, displaying everything about One, then casually extinguishing it,
“I am the Witch of End, the Malice of All Worlds as called by human civilization, while One… was the savior of human civilization, she and I are enemies—and so are you, Luo Yan, or rather, malice.”
Its tone changed, looking at Luo Yan with mockery, its tone very similar to Luo Yan’s first encounter with the Witch of Envy,
“Your appearance signifies the failure of everything… No matter what you choose, when you, as ‘malice,’ awaken, It, looking at you as ‘Luo Yan,’ will be no different from me… At that time, this world will reach an irreversible end.”
Luo Yan didn’t continue speaking. She didn’t mind the Witch of End’s mockery; she was just thinking.
Did another self, as “malice,” truly exist?
Just like the Witch of End and One, should she regard herself as “malice” as an enemy?
Luo Yan didn’t know; this wasn’t the answer she wanted.
However… one thing the Witch of End said was indeed correct.
“No matter what… knowing this doesn’t really have any meaning, I just wanted to understand.” Luo Yan smiled gently. “Actually, although the current me was born from the previous Witch of Absolute Death and Mister Zero, I don’t have any impression of them.”
Luo Yan’s earliest memories began in Ghost Town. Before that, she wasn’t even a conceptual entity, let alone a living being.
Just a rule of divinity condensed from the Gods’ malice.
Therefore, her impression of her two “mothers” came from some fragmented memories and some relics.
The Witch of End was silent for a moment, then sat back down,
“‘Luo Yan’—Mister ‘Zero’ was a stubborn and persistent person, always cold on the outside, but always subtly caring about us… the Misters of Dawn.”
It paused mid-sentence, changing “us” to “the Misters of Dawn.”
Although the Witch of End never admitted it, It was actually also slightly influenced by One.
“As for the Witch of Absolute Death, I, as a fellow World Will, didn’t like Her. She was the maddest among us Gods, but… ‘One’ did have a good impression of her. At least when she was sealed in the Ice Coffin, she instructed her younger siblings to send her remains to Noah, although it didn’t happen as she wished.”
Initially, One’s remains were stored in the mega-city occupied by Dawn.
Unfortunately, that new “Dawn City” was destroyed in a Calamity, and many Ice Coffins were lost, including One’s remains, which accidentally ended up in Noah and were ultimately purchased by Yan City at a low price.
Inadvertently, One fulfilled her own wish, continuing to protect humanity as a weapon, instead of being an old monster lying in a coffin.
The Witch of End recounted the stories of “Mister Zero and the Witch of Absolute Death” from One’s memories and Its own memories to Luo Yan.
It wasn’t good at storytelling, its words dry and emotionless, but Luo Yan listened attentively to the entire process, and finally nodded,
“So that’s how it is… I finally understand.”
“Understand what?”
The Witch of End asked subconsciously.
“Their attachment to this world,” Luo Yan stood up, “And… their love for each other.”
“Love?” The Witch of End was stunned. “You mean romantic love? A World Will… in love with a human…?”
“But in the end, they had already become one, human and God… or World Will, it was no longer important, not that important anymore.” Luo Yan said softly.
The Saint’s serene remains on the peak of the Holy Mountain were the final destination of their deep but unknown love, and also the last gift Luo Yan gave them… bestowed upon her two “mothers.”
A heavy love, worth her doing this.
“It seems… it’s almost time,” Luo Yan turned to look at the Witch of End and said with a hint of apology, “Unfortunately, I originally wanted to chat with you more… but I don’t have much time left.”
“You… don’t have much time left?”
A puzzled expression appeared on the Witch of End’s face.
This world was about to be destroyed by the erosion of “malice,” and the remaining time was indeed not much.
But even if the era collapsed, civilization was annihilated, and the world ceased to exist, Luo Yan… no, “malice” would be the least affected existence.
Even if the mortal individual named “Luo Yan” perished in this disaster, “malice” would never disappear.
Judging from Miss Luo Yan’s current calm expression, she probably wasn’t referring to “Luo Yan” being replaced by “malice.”
“Yes, very little time left.” Luo Yan looked up, her gaze seemingly directed beyond the starry sky. “Any later, and it might be too late.
“All this… should come to an end.”
“What exactly do you want to do?”
Looking at the current Luo Yan, a sense of unease arose in the Witch of End’s heart. It suddenly had a bad premonition.
“What… do I want to do? On the peak of the Holy Mountain, I kept thinking, what can I do, how can I save this world, salvage this impossible defeat.”
Luo Yan lowered her eyelids and whispered, “I think… I’ve found the answer.”
Several strange syllables escaped her lips, and upon hearing them, the Witch of End’s face instantly turned pale with terror,
“…Are you crazy?!”
Such a mad plan, how did she even think of it…
Compared to Luo Yan’s plan, even the Artificial Witch Project seemed normal.
“To achieve this, I need your help.” Luo Yan’s pale red eyes looked directly at the Witch of End, just like the Saint hundreds of years ago. “End, consider this a transaction.”
