Witch Lord Ch1
Chapter 1: Soul Exchange Libra
Pain!
Severe unbearable pain!
This was Tang Qi's feeling after he woke up. Like a tide, it is a kind of pain that cannot be avoided by any means. It seemed to come from his soul but source of pain is in his head. There are also wrists of both hands and ankles of both feet.
When he was instinctively wailing because of pain, an old and hoarse voice like buzzing flies kept buzzing into his mind. This was a tedious and obscure language but strangely Tang Qi understood it all.
"Great Judgment Demon, please listen to the call of old Morgan, this believer to replace this young body with the soul of this humble believer. For this reason, I would like to offer a delicious, young soul as sacrifice. Enjoy it..."
Judgement Demon? Who?
Is this a prank? Am I not drinking at a bar with my colleagues?
Am I being kidnapped?
Etc?
Am I being hung on the cross?
When Tang Qi realized this, the pain seemed to have lessened and he stopped wailing at this time, opening his eyes with great difficulty. The gradually expanding range of sight was covered with shadows then it was dim, then gradually clearer and the extremely terrifying and scene was reflected in his eyes at this time.
In front of his eyes, there was a hazy black shadow bubble. Judging from the boundary where the bubble extended, Tang Qi was still in the bubble and the one who released this huge black bubble was a huge one, seemingly made of bronze, covered with a weird scale of mottled colours.
On the bronze plates at both ends of the scales, there is a hazy light, they seem to be ... humanoid?
Yes, it is humanoid.
Tang Qi's eyes penetrated the hazy light and saw their true forms.
In one end, was a teenager who was in comatose state. He looked quite pretty, his face pale and his figure thin. he seemed to have nightmares with terrorized face.
At the other end, there was an old man with loose and black skin. However, he was awake, kneeling on the bronze plate, his hands in a strange position and his mouth muttering strange incantations seemingly praying.
And the direction of his prayer is where Tang Qi is.
That's right, it's him.
Although the entire scale was in swaying and changing direction in the "crunchy" sound, no matter how it changed, the old black man was facing Tang Qi when praying.
Could the Judgement Demon me?
"Hum"
When Tang Qi realized what he was doing, he used his courage to look down, and his brain was sorely hurt, as if he was beaten severely with a sledgehammer, countless ghosts poured out, howling as he finally saw his real situation clearly.
He was indeed tied on a cross, a very special cross.
In the middle of this huge scale, Tang Qi looked down at any part of it, engraved with a skeleton texture of blood red color which seemed to be a symbol or a text with a strange and horrible atmosphere wandering between these textures.
When Tang Qi wanted to twist his body to see more, he was assaulted with even more pain and madness than ever before. The source of the pain was still on his head, wrists and ankles.
In another painful wailing, Tang Qi saw his body clearly which was wrapped in a hazy brillance, hung on a skull and cross. A total of five sharp nails which pierced his head, hands, wrists, and the ankles of his feet.
Tang Qi was frightened, he was hurt like this and he didn't die?
"No, no, I'm dead. I'm in a state of soul now."
"These two are also souls now."
Tang Qi suddenly realized a terrible fact and face showed a frightening expression. This moment can be said to be a twist, a twisted soul wailing on the cross, and the old black man who witnessed it seemed to think that this was normal and began to pray more excitedly.
At the same time, Tang Qi’s gaze suddenly penetrated the black bubble and saw the outside world: a study that looked wide and luxurious, a huge bookcase, a desk made of redwood, and a luxurious crystal chandelier on top. A variety of seemingly beautiful gadgets, all of which to prove the owner’s wealth and taste.
But at the moment, here lies two 'corpses' on the ground which destroyed this scene.
There was no blood, nor any signs of clutter and fighting, but there were indeed two bodies lying side by side on the ground.
A corpse is a young man with dark hair, beautiful facial features, pale complexion, thin body, well-dressed and some exotic clothes that he has never seen before.
Another, an old black man with ordinary facial features, wearing a somber temperament and wore clothing that seemed to be a housekeeper.
Around the two, surrounded by burning candles with blood-like colors, a strange pattern was drawn with white powder in the middle, and an old bronze scale was placed in the middle of their heads. .
"This is....?"
"Huh~ huh"
Calm down, I must calm down and take deep breath. Tang Qi forced himself to calm down.
After a long time, he shuddered: "So, I drank a drink and woke up and became a devil, and the soul was hung on a shit cross, and blended into something obviously evil. In the evil ritual, the old black man who seemed to be the old housekeeper seemed to be the initiator of this ritual. He prayed to me and asked me to replace him with a younger body, even the target was already found?"
Tang Qi combined the old black man's prayer language and the scene before him, and slowly inferred his true situation.
However, he still can't move, can't get rid of those five nails with one move making him suffer endless pain.
Tang Qi had now two options.
One is to fulfill the promise of the old black man to help him change his body and complete the evil ritual. There is a sign in Tang Qi ’s mind at this moment that as long as he has a mouth, he can put the young man ’s soul on the left side of Libra in a coma and swallow him.
This is the process of completing the ritual. As long as there is no soul at one end of the scale, the other end will naturally sink, just touching a mechanism that allows the soul of the old black man to enter the incomparably young body below, from an old black man, turning into an handsome young man.
Tang Qi's second choice naturally was to reject the old black man. However, the consequence of this action was unknown to him, what would happen after the rejection? Even if you cross into an unknown devil, it would be worse if you couldn't even make it.
"How to choose?"
While suppressing the pain, Tang Qi swallowed the saliva that didn't exist, and moved his eyes away from which was the "sacrificial offering".
He was now a hungry devil, longing for the soul, Tang Qi could feel it: he was quickly becoming weak and the five nails brought more than just pain. If the situation is allowed to continue, Tang Qi felt he would be soon thoroughly dissipated.
But if you promise the old black man, Tang Qi's best end is to continue being called "Judgement Demon", attached to a scale and pressed against the bottom of a box, waiting for the next customer to come.
Can he accept this kind of ending?
"No, I would rather dissipate completely, rather than become such a humble devil."
"There must be a way, there is a way."
"I want to go out. I'll have to think about it."
The strong desire to survive made Tang Qi's mind work like never before. However, his previous life was just an ordinary urban white-collar worker. As a devil, he only had a moment to face. In the face of such a dead end, how could he think of a way of life in a short time.
And time is passing quickly.
One second!
Two seconds!
Three seconds!
Tang Qi's twisted soul was getting thinner and thinner. The black old man who was praying, raised his head in amazement. He was wondering why his ritual did not work. At the same time, Tang Qi could clearly see that this old black man was definitely an evil presence.
The old man's face was full of gloom and cruelty and his blackened soul was filled with black silk thread, a murky wicked man.
But what kind of existence the old was seemed no longer important. Tang Qi's head was getting heavier and heavier, he even felt that he had lost his strength to even swallow the sacrifice. Maybe in the next second, he would dissipate.
Or fall asleep.
At this last moment, Tang Qi suddenly had a ridiculous thought. He wanted to see his current posture. Is it really the same as Jesus?
"Ah?"
"This is...?"
Tang Qi suddenly froze, and his eyes were dull, as if he saw something incredible.
Fortunately, this time, he didn't linger for too long and quickly came back to his senses.
Seriously looking at myself, I don’t know when a strange interface appeared.
Name: Tang Qi.
Status: Weak.
Occupation: Judgement Demon
[Information Fragment I: As a Judgement Demon, you are responsible to put your sacrifier's soul into the target body after receiving the sacrifice.]
[Information Fragment II: Before you make a ruling, both souls cannot leave. You can devour the soul on the left but unless the sacrifier on the right takes an initiative, you cannot hurt him.]
[Information Fragment III: As a Judgement Demon, once you leave soul-exchange, your soul will dissipate within three seconds.]
[Information Fragment IV: If you choose not to adjudicate this time, the sacrifice will be automatically absorbed by the Libra and you will fall into deep sleep.]
"What is this? My golden finger?"
As a veteran web enthusiast in his previous life, Tang Qi was obviously aware of the standard after a general reincarnation trope, always accompanied by a golden finger.
"There is a chance, the only chance."
Tang Qi did not care about other interfaces, his attention were all in the second and third pieces of information.
The excitement was like a stream of warmth and rigidity, which suddenly solidified Tang Qi's thinner and thinner soul. Borrowing this restored energy, Tang Qi opened his mouth to spit out a hoarse and low voice that surprised himself.
"Humble believer, your sacrifice... is not enough."
Tang Qi's appearance was like a real twisted devil, howling and roaring.
***
Hey, it's me Verylazymachinetranslation.
This is a new novel which caught my eyes recently which is called Lord of Witches. For now, it is quite interesting so I've translated the first chapter for you to read.
Comment if you think it's good or if I should continue... My main project right now is Overgod Palace so if I continue, it slow down the already slow updates of the project so... yeah. Dunno what I should do since it seems promising, more so than I Can Upgrade Infinitely.
Of course, the best solution would be another translator picking either of the projects.
.
Pain!
Severe unbearable pain!
This was Tang Qi's feeling after he woke up. Like a tide, it is a kind of pain that cannot be avoided by any means. It seemed to come from his soul but source of pain is in his head. There are also wrists of both hands and ankles of both feet.
When he was instinctively wailing because of pain, an old and hoarse voice like buzzing flies kept buzzing into his mind. This was a tedious and obscure language but strangely Tang Qi understood it all.
"Great Judgment Demon, please listen to the call of old Morgan, this believer to replace this young body with the soul of this humble believer. For this reason, I would like to offer a delicious, young soul as sacrifice. Enjoy it..."
Judgement Demon? Who?
Is this a prank? Am I not drinking at a bar with my colleagues?
Am I being kidnapped?
Etc?
Am I being hung on the cross?
When Tang Qi realized this, the pain seemed to have lessened and he stopped wailing at this time, opening his eyes with great difficulty. The gradually expanding range of sight was covered with shadows then it was dim, then gradually clearer and the extremely terrifying and scene was reflected in his eyes at this time.
In front of his eyes, there was a hazy black shadow bubble. Judging from the boundary where the bubble extended, Tang Qi was still in the bubble and the one who released this huge black bubble was a huge one, seemingly made of bronze, covered with a weird scale of mottled colours.
On the bronze plates at both ends of the scales, there is a hazy light, they seem to be ... humanoid?
Yes, it is humanoid.
Tang Qi's eyes penetrated the hazy light and saw their true forms.
In one end, was a teenager who was in comatose state. He looked quite pretty, his face pale and his figure thin. he seemed to have nightmares with terrorized face.
At the other end, there was an old man with loose and black skin. However, he was awake, kneeling on the bronze plate, his hands in a strange position and his mouth muttering strange incantations seemingly praying.
And the direction of his prayer is where Tang Qi is.
That's right, it's him.
Although the entire scale was in swaying and changing direction in the "crunchy" sound, no matter how it changed, the old black man was facing Tang Qi when praying.
Could the Judgement Demon me?
"Hum"
When Tang Qi realized what he was doing, he used his courage to look down, and his brain was sorely hurt, as if he was beaten severely with a sledgehammer, countless ghosts poured out, howling as he finally saw his real situation clearly.
He was indeed tied on a cross, a very special cross.
In the middle of this huge scale, Tang Qi looked down at any part of it, engraved with a skeleton texture of blood red color which seemed to be a symbol or a text with a strange and horrible atmosphere wandering between these textures.
When Tang Qi wanted to twist his body to see more, he was assaulted with even more pain and madness than ever before. The source of the pain was still on his head, wrists and ankles.
In another painful wailing, Tang Qi saw his body clearly which was wrapped in a hazy brillance, hung on a skull and cross. A total of five sharp nails which pierced his head, hands, wrists, and the ankles of his feet.
Tang Qi was frightened, he was hurt like this and he didn't die?
"No, no, I'm dead. I'm in a state of soul now."
"These two are also souls now."
Tang Qi suddenly realized a terrible fact and face showed a frightening expression. This moment can be said to be a twist, a twisted soul wailing on the cross, and the old black man who witnessed it seemed to think that this was normal and began to pray more excitedly.
At the same time, Tang Qi’s gaze suddenly penetrated the black bubble and saw the outside world: a study that looked wide and luxurious, a huge bookcase, a desk made of redwood, and a luxurious crystal chandelier on top. A variety of seemingly beautiful gadgets, all of which to prove the owner’s wealth and taste.
But at the moment, here lies two 'corpses' on the ground which destroyed this scene.
There was no blood, nor any signs of clutter and fighting, but there were indeed two bodies lying side by side on the ground.
A corpse is a young man with dark hair, beautiful facial features, pale complexion, thin body, well-dressed and some exotic clothes that he has never seen before.
Another, an old black man with ordinary facial features, wearing a somber temperament and wore clothing that seemed to be a housekeeper.
Around the two, surrounded by burning candles with blood-like colors, a strange pattern was drawn with white powder in the middle, and an old bronze scale was placed in the middle of their heads. .
"This is....?"
"Huh~ huh"
Calm down, I must calm down and take deep breath. Tang Qi forced himself to calm down.
After a long time, he shuddered: "So, I drank a drink and woke up and became a devil, and the soul was hung on a shit cross, and blended into something obviously evil. In the evil ritual, the old black man who seemed to be the old housekeeper seemed to be the initiator of this ritual. He prayed to me and asked me to replace him with a younger body, even the target was already found?"
Tang Qi combined the old black man's prayer language and the scene before him, and slowly inferred his true situation.
However, he still can't move, can't get rid of those five nails with one move making him suffer endless pain.
Tang Qi had now two options.
One is to fulfill the promise of the old black man to help him change his body and complete the evil ritual. There is a sign in Tang Qi ’s mind at this moment that as long as he has a mouth, he can put the young man ’s soul on the left side of Libra in a coma and swallow him.
This is the process of completing the ritual. As long as there is no soul at one end of the scale, the other end will naturally sink, just touching a mechanism that allows the soul of the old black man to enter the incomparably young body below, from an old black man, turning into an handsome young man.
Tang Qi's second choice naturally was to reject the old black man. However, the consequence of this action was unknown to him, what would happen after the rejection? Even if you cross into an unknown devil, it would be worse if you couldn't even make it.
"How to choose?"
While suppressing the pain, Tang Qi swallowed the saliva that didn't exist, and moved his eyes away from which was the "sacrificial offering".
He was now a hungry devil, longing for the soul, Tang Qi could feel it: he was quickly becoming weak and the five nails brought more than just pain. If the situation is allowed to continue, Tang Qi felt he would be soon thoroughly dissipated.
But if you promise the old black man, Tang Qi's best end is to continue being called "Judgement Demon", attached to a scale and pressed against the bottom of a box, waiting for the next customer to come.
Can he accept this kind of ending?
"No, I would rather dissipate completely, rather than become such a humble devil."
"There must be a way, there is a way."
"I want to go out. I'll have to think about it."
The strong desire to survive made Tang Qi's mind work like never before. However, his previous life was just an ordinary urban white-collar worker. As a devil, he only had a moment to face. In the face of such a dead end, how could he think of a way of life in a short time.
And time is passing quickly.
One second!
Two seconds!
Three seconds!
Tang Qi's twisted soul was getting thinner and thinner. The black old man who was praying, raised his head in amazement. He was wondering why his ritual did not work. At the same time, Tang Qi could clearly see that this old black man was definitely an evil presence.
The old man's face was full of gloom and cruelty and his blackened soul was filled with black silk thread, a murky wicked man.
But what kind of existence the old was seemed no longer important. Tang Qi's head was getting heavier and heavier, he even felt that he had lost his strength to even swallow the sacrifice. Maybe in the next second, he would dissipate.
Or fall asleep.
At this last moment, Tang Qi suddenly had a ridiculous thought. He wanted to see his current posture. Is it really the same as Jesus?
"Ah?"
"This is...?"
Tang Qi suddenly froze, and his eyes were dull, as if he saw something incredible.
Fortunately, this time, he didn't linger for too long and quickly came back to his senses.
Seriously looking at myself, I don’t know when a strange interface appeared.
Name: Tang Qi.
Status: Weak.
Occupation: Judgement Demon
[Information Fragment I: As a Judgement Demon, you are responsible to put your sacrifier's soul into the target body after receiving the sacrifice.]
[Information Fragment II: Before you make a ruling, both souls cannot leave. You can devour the soul on the left but unless the sacrifier on the right takes an initiative, you cannot hurt him.]
[Information Fragment III: As a Judgement Demon, once you leave soul-exchange, your soul will dissipate within three seconds.]
[Information Fragment IV: If you choose not to adjudicate this time, the sacrifice will be automatically absorbed by the Libra and you will fall into deep sleep.]
"What is this? My golden finger?"
As a veteran web enthusiast in his previous life, Tang Qi was obviously aware of the standard after a general reincarnation trope, always accompanied by a golden finger.
"There is a chance, the only chance."
Tang Qi did not care about other interfaces, his attention were all in the second and third pieces of information.
The excitement was like a stream of warmth and rigidity, which suddenly solidified Tang Qi's thinner and thinner soul. Borrowing this restored energy, Tang Qi opened his mouth to spit out a hoarse and low voice that surprised himself.
"Humble believer, your sacrifice... is not enough."
Tang Qi's appearance was like a real twisted devil, howling and roaring.
***
Hey, it's me Verylazymachinetranslation.
This is a new novel which caught my eyes recently which is called Lord of Witches. For now, it is quite interesting so I've translated the first chapter for you to read.
Comment if you think it's good or if I should continue... My main project right now is Overgod Palace so if I continue, it slow down the already slow updates of the project so... yeah. Dunno what I should do since it seems promising, more so than I Can Upgrade Infinitely.
Of course, the best solution would be another translator picking either of the projects.
.
just focus on OA please. and wth is those highlight? intentionally torturing your readers?
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