house witch

Chapter 607
"No, can this thing be called a sword?"

Seeing the thick, strong and hard mace on Miss Oiran's shoulder, even Dorothy, who was in the state of the fairy king, was still greatly shocked, and she couldn't help but asked in astonishment. .

Although Dongying Witch never distinguishes between swords and swords, it is said that it is swordsmanship, but it is actually a samurai sword or something, but no matter how you think about it, the mace is definitely not classified as a sword. This thing should be classified as a blunt weapon.

However, Taifu Ibuki did not intend to answer her doubts.

At this time, Miss Huakui still abides by the rules of the oiran's welcoming banquet. Although she has moved now, and she will beat up a guest severely, as long as she does not speak, it is not considered a violation.

After all, the rules of the oiran's welcome banquet are only that she can't eat, drink, and talk to the guests. It doesn't say that she can't fight.

However, although she didn't speak, she glanced disdainfully at this ignorant little witch who couldn't even close her mouth because of this little bit of surprise. A meaning was clearly expressed in those charming eyes. .

"Are you a swordsmith or am I? How can a sword be such an invariable thing? If I say a mace is a sword, then it is a sword. In Dongying Island, no one knows how to forge swords better than me."

The otaku witch with a strong inspiration attribute also easily understood Miss Oiran's eyes, so after a moment of silence, she shrugged in relief.

All right, you are a professional at casting swords, so you can do whatever you say.

Dorothy didn't get too entangled in such a small issue. After all, the atmosphere has already been set up here, and it is impossible to say that if you don't fight, you won't fight.

Then
"Since Miss Huakui has challenged, let's set some rules for the competition. After all, this is a banquet. If there is too much noise and it affects other guests, it will not be beautiful. Let's have a competition this time." How about Wen Dou, which is a little quieter? It mainly focuses on sword skills, so you don’t need to use too much magic power. How about setting the upper limit of our magic power output at 5w Mana?”

The house witch suggested so.

As she spoke, she calmly made an expression of "I'm all doing this to take care of the face of you, the landlord".

Well, after all, this is a flower street tour house, and there are still many customers on the second and first floors downstairs. If the two really fight with full firepower, let alone this tour house, maybe the whole street or even the whole building Dongying Island will suffer.

So, it wasn't because he was afraid of being beaten too badly that he was scared, absolutely not, the Fairy King had nothing to fear.

Therefore, after the house witch's body consciousness finished speaking, she returned her body to her own martial soul again, which caused the martial soul incarnation to protest slightly.

However, Ibuki Oiran on the opposite side snapped her fingers after hearing such a proposal. Afterwards, the otaku witch who was already in the center of the stage suddenly felt her world spinning, and she felt that the whole room was spinning and shaking.

No, it didn't feel like that at all, it was just that the entire banquet hall was shaking.

I saw that the shoji doors and walls around the originally Japanese-style tatami-style banquet hall were all moving and changing, and the whole house seemed to become a large Rubik's cube, deforming and rotating.

And when everything subsided, Dorothy found herself in a huge arena surrounded by countless Japanese-style wooden houses, and on the opposite side of the arena, Miss Oiran was looking at her with a smile.

As for the original guests, they have been scattered in the countless Japanese-style boxes around the arena, but their postures are a bit strange, some are hanging upside down from the ceiling, some are sitting on the top of the ceiling, and some are simply ninety-nine Ten degrees vertical above the wall.

It's as if in this space, things like direction and gravity have been disrupted in order.

(Refer to the layout of the place in Ghost Slayer where there are no tragic women's clothing, it seems to be called Infinite City.)
"No way, isn't this Huajie? Why is there such a high-end arena? Could it be that some customers like to fight while fighting? What kind of strange xp?"

Dorothy was a little dazed. No matter how you think about it, the gentle township of Huajie doesn't match the bloody facilities like the arena. But after thinking about it carefully, the house witch has to admit that she is really a witch.

From this point of view, although the customs and habits of Dongying Island are quite oriental, the spiritual core is still very witchy.

"Okay, if you don't write, you won't write. Who is afraid of anyone?"

The house witch was dissatisfied with the tongue, it was a pity. It seems that this fatty is not running away today.

But it's not a big problem, anyway, it's the Goblin King who fights, and she bears the pain.

Dorothy silently allocated all the perception of body pain to her own Wuhun.

Well, Xiao Si, you have an unyielding martial soul, the best, come on, the organization will never forget what you did today.

However, what surprised the house witch was that after the oiran lady on the opposite side adjusted the settings of the arena, she unexpectedly discovered that the duel rules had actually been modified to a maximum magic power output limit of 5w mana.

"Ah this."

The otaku witch scratched her head, and looked at Miss Oiran opposite with some doubts, and when she saw the happy smile on Ibuki's face, she realized that she had been teased.

This evil ghost oiran lady has just released the arena, and the whole battle is just to scare her.

Immediately, the otaku witch breathed a sigh of relief and at the same time couldn't help but tremble. What's wrong with this world? Why are there all bad women?
Oh, it seems that I am also very disdainful, that's okay.

Seeing that the blood bars of both sides had already appeared in the sky above the arena, and a five-second countdown had already appeared between the two blood bars, Dorothy shook her head and stopped thinking about it.

She glanced at the blood strip slightly, then frowned.

Because she found that the blood bars of the two were actually the same, both around 8 blood.

This is obviously abnormal. Normally speaking, the calculation rules for the virtual blood volume of the arena are calculated based on the physical attributes and magic power of the contestants.

1玛娜魔力差不多等于1000滴血，而体质属性的增幅幅度则是按照传统的倍率，也就是E1.D2.C4.B8.A16.S32这种幅度计算的。

Dorothy's magic power is 5w mana, and her physique is A, which is a 16-fold increase. Calculated, it is about 8w blood.

But Miss Oiran is the peak witch. Even if the arena stipulates that the magic power output of both parties is similar, the six-dimensional attributes of the peak witch should normally be around SS. double look.

Therefore, there is no doubt that the other party is releasing water, no, it should be said that it is releasing the sea.

However, the house witch is not so good or bad as to think that the other party looks down on her, she doesn't even need to show her real skills, after all, people still have to be self-aware, how can a little witch like her have the face to ask other peak witches Go all out for yourself.

On the contrary, Dorothy's affection for Miss Oiran has increased a lot. After all, the other party's release of water is considered a kind of kindness. The eldest sister who can still retain her kindness under the mocking sarcasm of the Fairy King is definitely a good person. ah.

"Dreams come and go, Dorothy, come on."

She thought for a while, and followed the example of the Japanese witches before, and after reporting her inheritance and name, she put on a posture of preparing for the battle.

However, in the auditorium, at the table of the witches, the future lady witch, who had no intention of going on a blind date and was concentrating on fishing for food, was taken aback when she heard the familiar name of the genre, then raised her head in surprise, and looked towards the arena .

A dream?Isn't this the swordsmanship genre of Lord Clown?What's the relationship between this Dorothy and the Clown?
Miss Ghost Face's eyes sharpened.

"Hundred ghosts and swords are passed down, Ibuki Yuki, join us."

Miss Huakui on the opposite side looked at the unruly little guy opposite who suddenly obeyed the rules, she shook her head, she should have reported her inheritance because it was inconvenient for her to speak because of the rules of the banquet, so she simply waved the mace in her hand, she On the open space in front of him, such a line of words was engraved by the seemingly chaotic sword energy.

After that, she looked at the little guy with interest, waiting for her to make the first move.

Although she was indeed a little bit off guard by this little guy's bad mouth before, but she still can't really care about this little witch who is not as old as her own fraction. The idea of ​​a lesson for the child comes from.

Well, let's not look for a reason, in fact, it's simply itchy hands, after all, she really hasn't touched anyone for a long time.

Most of the devils and witches in Japan are militant, and their desire and fanaticism for fighting are not much worse than that of the dragon witch, but as an oiran, Ibuki has not fought anyone for a long time.

Firstly, this is to maintain the demeanor of the oiran, and secondly, no one on the flower street can make her raise her fighting spirit.

But this is not a bad thing, although not fighting for a long time is like a succubus who has abstained from sex. I always feel that there is a fire burning in my heart. The longer I don't fight, the more vigorous this evil fire will be. .

But this is what Yibuki wanted, she wished that the fire in her heart could be more vigorous, although excessive evil fire would hurt her body, but this is not important, what is important is that this strong evil fire can also increase the power of evil spirits.

She longed for the day when her own flame could subvert this rotten Dongying Island and burn this disgusting place to ashes.

But now, that day is approaching, and the day when I can vent my fire to my heart's content is not far away.

Because of this, recently she is not as abstinent as she used to be, and she can indulge herself appropriately. Anyway, beating up a bad boy won't waste much anger.

It would be better to say that the brat's broken mouth just now made her heart a little bit more evil, so let her vent the extra anger with her screams.

The evil ghost oiran looked at the little witch opposite with a smile, thinking about how he would break her bones one by one later, and how should he listen to her wailing?

Bear children and the like are the most annoying.

After all, for the witch who works on Flower Street, children are not a beautiful thing, and she really doesn't like them very much.

"Hey, Auntie, your look always makes me feel weird. It reminds me of a certain evil dragon friend. I think you may be a little sick like her, but it doesn't matter. I cured my friend's illness. Now I'll help auntie vent your anger too, vent your fire, am I a professional?"

Dorothy shuddered, and Miss Oiran's eyes on the other side reminded her of Senior Mia, to be precise, the female tyrannosaurus in the magic net duel, and then remembered the part where she became Dorothy sauce every day. day.

Now Miss Oiran's eyes are similar to that of Mia-senpai who couldn't let go of her tyrannical dragon nature and suffocated her anger. It is the extreme hunger and thirst that wants to beat people to their bones when they see people.

If it were someone else, they might have already panicked, but the house witches, especially the goblin king house witches, are not panicked at all, and even have a little nostalgia. After all, although she was beaten every day during that time, she was the most grown up. swift days.

But now, the Mia-senpai brand training accelerator is out of date, and now the Oiran lady brand accelerator looks very useful at first glance.

For a moment, the Fairy King's eyes also became hot.

Come on, don't pity me just because I am a little witch, let the storm come more violently.

The corner of the mouth of the unyielding and ruined Wuhun showed a ferocious grin, she held the demon knife in her hand, and liberated Chiying's power word by word.

"Crimson Shadow Evil Dragon sleeping deep in the sea of ​​blood, wake up, the time for gluttony has come."

Then, there was the sound of a dragon chant coming from nowhere, and in the hands of the house witch, lines like flowing water suddenly appeared on the scarlet blade that was already alluring. The evil dragon flew out of the sea of ​​blood in the knife with the grace and divinity of a dragon, and then climbed up the handle of the knife, slowly crawled over Dorothy's right arm, penetrated into her upper body, and entwined around her body. On it, the reddest turned into a coquettish blood-colored dragon pattern.

This time, Dorothy, who was already badly dressed, was even worse, with a big flower arm and a dragon over her shoulders, but the house witch didn't care about it.

At this time, she was in a very good state, and the talent from the demon knife blessed her, making her almost too high.

Normally, Yaodao Ji will only have one talent after a period of liberation, but Chiying is a bit special, she has two.

[Nine knives and thirteen styles (ssr): This is the origin and foundation of all swordsmanship in Japan, but people in the world are often obsessed with the splendor of secret swords, but forget that the ground under their feet is the source of power, but you are different , the earth protects you who are down-to-earth, the power of all your swordsmanship has been greatly improved, the precision of your swordsmanship has been greatly improved, and your understanding of the mystery of the secret sword has been greatly improved. 】

[Demon Sword Chiying (ssr): As a demon sword forged from a corner of the abyssal blood sea, Chiying possesses part of the power of the abyssal blood sea, and the sword holder will also receive the blessing of the power of the abyssal evil spirits, all your attributes been greatly enhanced. 】

At this time, as a sword god, Dorothy's basic swordsmanship, which was lacking in thousands of years of hard work, was blessed by Chiying's hundreds of years of sword sharpening skills. .

In the same way, the power that originally belonged to the devil flowed in her body along the dragon pattern on the body surface, allowing her body of the dragon witch to gain the blessing of the power of the devil again. The most important thing is that she was originally recognized by the devil king. On behalf of the devil.

Although that title is more like a joke, the joke of being the current Lord of the Abyss also represents recognition, and that personality is real.

so.
Click, click.
Accompanied by the crackling sound brought about by the rapid growth of flesh and bones, Dorothy quickly grew into an evil ghost no shorter than the oiran lady opposite.

The newborn ghost king raised his head. On top of her head, the scarlet ghost horns like antlers were very eye-catching, and she stretched her body. Behind her, there was a beautiful ring made of countless blood-colored rhombic crystals floating. , just like the backlight of the spiritual mirror behind the gods and Buddhas.

This is the blessing of the sea of ​​blood.

It's just that the house witch didn't care about these changes in her body. She just picked up the slender long sword in her hand that had become just the right size, then glanced at the enemy opposite, and then calmly slashed.

Under this slash, the blood-colored rhombus crystal on her back shattered into a piece, turning into boundless bloody aura. This bloody aura was carried by the sword aura and rushed towards the opposite oiran.

But Ibuki Yuki also became serious at this time.

She had to admit that she had made a mistake this time. What kind of brat is this? I'm afraid this isn't a real dragon pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

In Miss Huakui's line of sight, it wasn't any sword energy attacking her at all, but the whole world in front of her was covered in boundless blood, and in the turbulent sea of ​​blood on the ground, a blood-colored giant raised his sword towards him. As he slashed at himself, the huge mountain-like sword edge slowly pressed against the top with countless scarlet thunder and lightning, which brought a terrible sense of oppression like a collapse of the sky.

"Gah, no thoughts, no thoughts, cut off with one knife, this is the realm of the sword god."

Miss Huakui was so surprised that she couldn't care less about the rule that she couldn't speak, she was just a vile ghost swearing.

But she didn't panic too much, after all, who isn't the Sword God?

So, the rough but beautiful one-horned evil ghost even thought about pulling out a wine gourd, gulped down a few mouthfuls of fine wine, and then strode forward, one step, two steps, three steps.
With every step forward, Miss Huakui's aura became stronger, and the single horn on her head also became more red.

And three steps later, just when Beng Yijian was about to slash her that day, a huge phantom of an evil ghost rose up from behind Ibuki Yuki, and the phantom of the evil ghost was synchronized with her movements. The reader also vigorously waved the ferocious iron rod in his hand.

"Ghost King Profound Truth, burn the sky in three steps."

As a result, endless earth fire spewed out following this blow, and the flames soared into the sky, turning the surroundings into a hell-like appearance, and also blocked the bloody thunder that was accompanied by the sword of heaven's punishment.

This is thunder and fire, and the two are indistinguishable from each other for a while.

And when Tian Beng's sword collided with Earth's Crack, there was an explosion, and then everything fell silent.
The two are wrestling.
　5000 words, I have tried my best, fighting is really hard to write

　　
　
(End of this chapter)