house witch

Chapter 543.

Dedicated to this crazy world the final soul gun of eternal extinction
This is a powerful forbidden spell that Dorothy learned through the ancient slate of the Frost Snow Maiden. The difficulty of learning it is as high as eleven rings, and it is also the highest level of the forbidden spells she has mastered so far.

Of course, strictly speaking, the real destructive power of this forbidden curse is not too outstanding, and may not be as powerful as some ten-ring forbidden curses that specialize in destruction, but this forbidden curse has a very special and extremely The precious special attack attribute is the special attack on world awareness.

Do you understand the gold content of automatically searching for enemies and killing them with one blow?

That is to say, the features in this game are all hanging in the middle, so it is worthy of the strength that the eleven-ring forbidden spell should have.

Since Leviathan is transformed by the resentment of the world consciousness, she possesses part of the theocratic power of the world consciousness, but at the same time she is inevitably attached to the divinity of the world consciousness. special attack.

Moreover, the birth of this forbidden curse is a tragedy of a child killing his mother. Therefore, this forbidden curse has a very speechless special effect.

That is, if a person from the local world releases this attack on the world consciousness of their own world, this attack will also have the effect of ignoring defense.

Alas, this is because the world consciousness of that big world voluntarily gave up defense and let her children kill them. This god-killing gun was the last gift she was going to give to her children.

In this way, the classic three hangs come alive. This is a real god-killing gun. As long as it is successfully released, the target world consciousness is basically dead.

When she first learned this forbidden spell, the house witch still complained in her heart that this thing is really a filial gun, a treasure for mother.

But at that time, she still thought that she probably wouldn't be able to use the second special effect in this life. After all, she would only think of doing something about the world consciousness of the witch world when she was full.

Besides, this forbidden curse is only bred by a big world. It may really be able to kill the big world and the world consciousness under the big world with one blow, but it is very difficult to know whether it is good or not for a natural disaster world like the Witch World. It's hard to say.

But the reality is sometimes so ingenious. The house witch never expected that she would really use this special forbidden spell so soon, and she really aimed at her "mother".

Damn, this wave of dutiful sons is actually myself.

"Bah, bah, I'm not a filial son, it's absolutely impossible, I'm sorry for my family's status as a hero."

The house witch touched her chin and began to think seriously.

You must know that the cooperation of the world consciousness is still needed to restore the yang of the underworld. If the world consciousness is killed with a real shot, then her plan to destroy the world first and then create the world will be ruined.

"No, the original version of the forbidden spell is too disharmonious. It's not good to kill it instantly. I only need to be half dead. I have to find a way to change the forbidden spell, weaken its power, and save a little consumption."

So thought Dorothy.

This is not too much trouble for her, after all, she needs to start all over again.

In the second act of Witch Night, the witches only unsealed the memory under the curse, so Dorothy had already forgotten how to release the curse.

But after all, it was the magic she had mastered before, so it is actually not difficult for her to figure out this forbidden spell again by following the vague memories and impressions that still remain.

And if it is a weakened version, if the concept of one-hit kill is removed, the difficulty of this research will drop a lot. Not only will the workload not be increased, but even the burden will be reduced.

The only trouble is that this forbidden curse is not something that can be thought of in a laboratory by autism. She was able to learn it in seconds because the stone slab of Frost Snow Girl recorded the past of the destroyed world. It needs the soul to resonate with that memory to learn it easily, but now in this witch's night, there is no slate that can be learned with one click.

"Oh, whatever, let's go for a walk."

The house witch sighed and said so.

As an ashes-level dead house, she actually doesn't like to go out and wander around. If possible, she would like to stay at home all the time, but there are always some things that cannot be experienced while staying at home.

Just like the misery and desolation under the doomsday.

The final soul-suppressing gun that killed the world was originally the people in that world who were forced to die under their own natural disasters and had nowhere to go, so they had no choice but to decide to kill the gods.

And now Dorothy's environment is also in a world full of natural disasters, and the end of the world is about to be destroyed by floods. In this way, the same creative environment already exists, if she can empathize with the desperate person who created the forbidden curse If it is, then it should be able to inspire inspiration and allow her to regain control of this forbidden spell.

But the empathy required for this is obviously not what I understand when she sits in the office and listens to the reports of the people below.

Talking about war on paper is not advisable, it is too far removed from reality.

Some things written in the report are just a series of numbers, which are passed by others in a flash, but if you go to the scene in person, it may be literally a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, with bones everywhere.

She needs to go deep into the bottom to re-examine this disaster and doomsday from the perspective of a mortal.

And this is an offensive forbidden spell after all, and high-intensity battles will also stimulate inspiration.

Anyway, in a word, the good days of sitting in the office are over, so get ready to suffer.

But Dorothy is not the kind of girl who grew up in a greenhouse. Before she landed on Witch Sky Island, she had been wandering on the ground with Adam, and this wave was revisiting her childhood.

"Dinisha, I will trouble you with the work in the city first. I will find a way to bring our mother back. After all, she seems to be a bit home-loving and unwilling to move around."

The house witch looked up at the narwhal that was still wandering around the lair, and then said to her good sister beside her.

As for this, Denisa also felt a little ashamed, and she looked helplessly at her mother in the distance.

I really can only say that it is you, even if you lose your mind and become a world-destroying beast by death anger and resentment, this still cannot change your harmless nature of humans and animals.

Lord God King recalled the distant past.

Others said that the rise of the God King was due to a contract with the world consciousness. In fact, there was no contract that night, and it was just a meeting between a girl who longed for revenge and a world that was ready to die.

That day she was tied to a cross by the villagers. No matter how she explained, the ignorant villagers were unwilling to listen to her words. The wicked witch hunter was smiling evilly in the distance, and the ignorant villagers were waiting to watch.

Her beloved priest just watched her quietly from a distance, and finally did nothing.

The childhood sweetheart she regarded as her younger sister was her executioner. She held a torch and fed her a bottle of "sleeping pills" that would allow her to fall asleep directly, so as not to wake up and suffer more, and then lit it without any hesitation. torches.

That bottle of "sleeping pill" is really a good thing, but just after drinking it, a strong drowsiness came to her heart, the last thing she saw was the burning flame and the veiled sister waving at her .

She hated it, hated the ignorance of the villagers, hated the shamelessness of the witch hunters, hated the priest's indifference, and most hated her sister's ruthlessness.

Why can she be so resolute without even a little hesitation or reluctance?

It would make him feel better if she showed a little bit of pain, but she was even laughing.

She was pretty sure the face behind the veil on her sister was smiling.

How could she not hate it.

And how could a mere "sleeping pill" be effective in the pain of being burned by the fire? In the haze of consciousness, in the unspeakable pain and despair, her consciousness finally left the body suddenly, and came to a temple that had been destroyed among the ruins.

On the ruins, she saw a little girl in white crouching on the ground crying.

The little girl seemed surprised by her visit, and ran over as soon as she saw her.

"Wow, how did you come here? It has been a long time since human beings have been able to come here. This place should only come with the will of a hero. Are you a hero?"

"Is this the afterlife? Unfortunately, I'm not a hero. If I have to say it, I'm an avenger."

Thinking that she had come to the afterlife, she looked at the weird little girl with tear stains on her face, but tried her best to stare at those golden eyes and put on a majestic look.

"What is the world after death? You haven't died yet, so why don't you think about dying? I'm really about to die."

The little girl frowned slightly, dissatisfied with her answer, and almost shed tears again as she spoke.

"Forget it, you can come here to show that you are destined to me. This is the palace where the gods once received heroes. Your consciousness can come here at least shows that you have the potential to become a hero. It's a pity that you die casually like this. According to the past As a rule, mortals who can come to this palace will get a reward from the gods, but now everyone is dead, but I will still give you the reward."

"I'll give this to you, I'm sorry, I only have this power left now, it's better to give it to you than let me live and cry for two more days, it can fulfill one of your wishes, I hope you can use this wish to live well Live on."

"It's nice to see you before you disappear. I thought I would disappear alone. It's nice to have someone to see you off."

"You have to live well, the last hero I recognize."

She didn't even understand anything, the weird little girl was just talking to herself, and after she finished speaking, she shot a small golden ball into her body, and then the little girl just smiled and disappeared into a light spot gone.

Well, she was in a daze the whole time, and didn't understand what happened until the little girl left.

She only knows that she seems to have a wish to grant, so...
"I want power, power that can make me revenge, the stronger the power, the better, I don't want to be bullied again."

She made a wish in this way, and then the pain that was a million times more terrifying than the flames burning her body hit again.

Then, she didn't know anything until she was woken up again.

When she opened her eyes, what she saw was a village that had become ruins. Most of the houses in the village were dilapidated, flames were burning everywhere, the ground was full of charred corpses, and the air was filled with the smell of ashes.

It was as if this place had just been attacked by a giant dragon.

That was the limit of her imagination at that time, only the legendary giant dragon could cause this level of damage.

However, she really saw the giant dragon afterwards, but the huge dragon was already dead. Her headless corpse was still carrying the church on her back, and her ferocious claws protected a corpse. It was Father Adam's. corpse.

And the dragon head
Right under her own feet.

And she herself was bathed in dragon blood.

She was really frightened at that time, subconsciously wanted to scream, but just as she opened her mouth, she was punched and flew out.

"Um, Denisa, you're finally awake."

Dizzy from that punch, she heard a familiar voice that was a little joyful.

Following the voice, she saw her sister who was almost out of shape.

She had never seen the sister who seemed to be the most beautiful beauty in the world to be in such a mess. She was blind in one eye, lost her normal head, was missing a hand, half of one leg was broken, and the other leg was directly crushed. It was twisted into twists, and a big hole was opened in the chest area, from which the internal organs that had been crushed into meat sauce could be vaguely seen.
This is an injury that is almost impossible for people to survive, but the younger sister is still standing on the spot with that twisted one leg, then slowly put away her fist, and finally smiled.

"It's good to wake up, I've reached my limit, mortals really have limits, shit, it's okay for that wicked god to send you through time, and it also comes with a transformation, why do you still come to this shabby low-magic world?" , restricted my performance, if the world didn't drag me down, why would I be here."

The younger sister sat down on the ground, and then said those weird things as usual.

And she was already terrified by her younger sister's appearance. Although she hated her to death before, how could it be so easy to give up the relationship of many years.

Just being punched and flying to the ground, her hands and feet rolled and crawled towards her younger sister, trying to treat her, but the body that could only be regarded as a pile of rotten flesh was hopelessly incurable.

"Don't panic, Denisa, the problem is very big. It's useless for you to panic. After all, I actually died 10 minutes ago, and now I'm just a corpse that can still move. Just smile at this time."

The younger sister smiled frankly and comforted her in this way.

This bastard has always been so fond of laughing, he really can laugh under any circumstances.

She really couldn't laugh, but under the expectant eyes of her younger sister, she still tried her best to pull out a smile.

"It's so ugly, Denisa, you should smile more, after all, you can only rely on you in the future."

The younger sister shook her head and said with some disgust.

But after she finished speaking, her expression became a little lonely.

"In this life, I have been a greedy person. I thought that I, a time traveler, must be the protagonist of the world. I will reach the pinnacle of life sooner or later, and then I will marry Bai. I don't want to be Bai Fumei. The number one candidate in the harem has always been in my heart." It’s yours, Denisa, although childhood sweethearts are generally losers now and will lose to beautiful girls from the Heavenly Department, but I’m nostalgic.”

"But it's obvious that I am the clown. The protagonist is not me, but you. I am a family member who was sacrificed on the way to the protagonist's rise. It is also absolutely impossible."

"If there is a next life, I won't be sick again. It's good to be a salted fish, and it's true to be ordinary."

"Okay, the time is almost up, I should burp, live well, Denisa, you don't need to blame yourself, it's not your fault, it's just that I didn't communicate with you well in advance."

After leaving the last sentence, the younger sister lay on the ground, then closed her eyes, very peaceful.

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Thousands of years later, after defeating the incarnation of the Lord of Radiance, she led the Witch World to wander and saw the little girl who gave her a wish again.

"Ah, I didn't disappear, what's going on?"

"Hey, it turned out to be you, the last hero, how is it, have you become a hero?"

the little girl asked.

Now that she has become a complete avenger, she just put a crystal that condensed all the power of a small world in front of her with a blank face.

"Mother, please eat this and grow up quickly, I need more strength."

Then the little girl looked at the wreckage of her own kind in front of her, and fell silent.

After a long time, the little girl who had already understood what had happened in these years and how she recovered through her authority also showed a guilty expression. She nodded and swallowed the crystal without saying anything.

"If it makes you feel better, I will work hard, my proudest daughter."

Ten thousand years later, she who had already set foot on heaven lost her clear goal of revenge. When she looked back and looked around, the girl was still a girl, but the original golden pupils in white clothes had turned into red pupils in blood clothes.

"Need me to eat heaven? My daughter."

The girl's blood-colored pupils just looked at her quietly.

"My lord, you shouldn't be like this. It's obvious that I've been taking my anger out on you all these years."

There was not much humanity left in her eyes, she looked back at the girl with the same indifference, and then said very rationally.

"It's enough, my lord, if you continue like this, you won't be able to turn back."

"I can't turn back a long time ago, my daughter, I am an accomplice to you, aren't I? Anyone can abandon you, but I can't."

The girl said so firmly.

"My lord, if Dorothy was the one who saw you instead of me, the world of witches would not be what it is now."

Denisa finished recalling, she looked at the mother who was not ugly even if she turned into a disaster beast, and finally sighed.

"Go, Dorothy, I'm here, please help me bring my mother back."

She begged her younger sister in front of her.

"Well, I will, just wait for me to come back."

The house witch waved her hand, then strode forward.

The world line is changing
　Kawenka is dead, and the leave slip is gone.But even the bumper wrote 5000 words, which is absolutely amazing, good night

　　
　
(End of this chapter)