Sylvia's POV:
I tried to smash and scrape the corpse with a knife, and burn it with fire. But no matter what I did, I couldn't completely destroy it.
Noreen's eyeballs were left on the ground. When I was about to ignite them with a torch, they disintegrated into a fine white powder and vanished into thin air.
My lips scrunched together as I stared at the corpse, growing increasingly uneasy. A foreboding future was predestined for Noreen. Even her demise was also shrouded in mystery.
"Sylvia, what's wrong? Is there any problem?" Laura gave me a puzzled look.
"I'm afraid Noreen is still alive. She is a cunning and shrewd witch. My mother came very close to killing her before, but she still managed to come back to life in some way."
Upon hearing what I said, an evident hint of worry and concern flashed on Laura's face. "Then what should we do? It's really unusual that we can't destroy her corpse."
"Perhaps Noreen's witchcraft would turn her into an indestructible corpse. The only thing I'm worried about now is the possibility of her coming back to life."
Noreen had always been cunning. There was little way to know for sure that she wouldn't use some other form of witchcraft to revive herself.
But one thing was for sure—the dagger on the chest of the corpse could restrain Noreen.
There was no way for her to come back to life as long as we didn't pull out the dagger.
"I don't think Noreen can revive herself. If she really has the power to do so, I'm afraid that she would have already led the black witch race to stir chaos everywhere. Don't worry too much about it. Let's discuss it when something really happens in the future," Laura persuaded.
I nodded in agreement. "That's the only option we have. For now, let's figure out what to do with her corpse." Since fire can't destroy it, we have to bury it."
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: The Lycan King's Fate Calling