House Witch

“Don’t panic when you encounter problems, stay calm and try to open up. Maybe it’s just some ordinary technical failure?”

Looking at the sisters who were gradually becoming silent, Dorothy laughed a few times, trying to liven up the atmosphere.

But no one is stupid, nor are they children anymore. Everyone is aware of this obvious abnormal situation, but in order to prevent the witch from being embarrassed, the sisters still nodded dotingly.

Hmm, they really made me cry to death.

Dorothy was speechless. She stopped joking and became serious.

“Since the problem has already arisen, it is meaningless to say anything more. Let’s do what we can do first.”

 She said so.

“Then let’s each try first to see if we can contact the outside world and call for rescue.”

As the otaku witch said this, she took out the spell book from her pocket.

However, as soon as I opened the spell book, there was no surprise at all and there was no signal.

 This also made Dorothy frown.

 Tsk, it’s troublesome, it’s a big problem.

Don’t think that spell books are low-level because they are everywhere in the witch world. In fact, in most cases, spell books are the best way to communicate with others. After all, this thing is directly connected to the magic network.

 The Magic Network's huge network covering almost all known areas of the Western Universe also ensures that you can access the Internet almost anytime and anywhere, without signal troubles.

 But now the signal of the magic network is cut off.

This is very abnormal. After all, the Demon Network is the work of Lord Demon King and has always been under the control of Lord Demon King himself. Who is so arrogant and dares to do things under the nose of Lord Demon King?

Dorothy could think of only two explanations for the lack of signal.

 One is that this world is not within the coverage of the Magic Network.

 The other one is that a big boss took action and blocked the magic network cleverly and reasonably, so that even the Demon King did not notice the abnormality.

Of course, there is actually a third possibility, that is, everything is Artie’s fault, and that guy is having fun.

But this is unlikely. That guy is already the King of Witches. He is no longer the wanton and evil little **** that he was before. It’s time for him to be more mature and stable, right?

 Forget it, no matter which possibility it is, things have become a bit troublesome. Dorothy just hopes that it is not the second possibility. She does not want to be involved in any strange events again.

Of course, there is no need to panic. If this was on the edge of the frontline battlefield, Dorothy might still be a little nervous, but this is just a small world in a room, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

If it weren't for the fear that Miss Wendigo's little game world would be ruined because she reacted too violently, and she couldn't afford to pay for it, she would just lift the table and let the senior sister go.

Do you understand the value of the future fourth king? Hat-senpai, she only needs to make a few moves to break through the limit of this small world.

 An elephant in a balloon, boom

Since there was a way out, Dorothy didn't panic. She thought for a moment, then put away the spell book and took out another dragon scale from her pocket.

 This is the amulet that Dragon Mother gave her before. It can be activated automatically when her life is in danger. While protecting her, it can also give a counterattack equivalent to Dragon Mother's full blow.

However, while not stimulating, this dragon scale can also be used as a communication tool.

  This is the resonance of dragon blood between mother and daughter, which should be difficult to block.

However, Dorothy held the dragon scale in her hand and sensed it for a long time, but she did not feel the breath of her mother opposite as usual.

 This made her frown even more.

Something is wrong. If it was just a magic network, it could be explained by a technical failure or a signal affected by a storm in the spiritual world. However, even the dragon blood induction can be blocked, which is very abnormal.

It is as if this small world is a communication black hole, with no way in or out.

 She put away the dragon scales thoughtfully, and then took out the final trump card.

 Judgment order.

If it is a normal judgment order, it is actually the same as the spell book. It is a magic net. After the magic net is broken, it is now a piece of scrap metal, and even the spell slot function cannot be used normally.

However, Dorothy's judgment order is a bit special. She not only judges the world of heaven, but also the underworld.

The otaku witch held the token in her hand and tried to sense the underworld, but the still empty sense on the other side made her really stop having fun.

 This is something more terrifying than the broken link of the magic network.

If even Hades cannot cover this small world, it means that if you die here, your soul may not be able to go to Hades, and it is hard to say whether it can be resurrected by then.

Although it was possible that it was only Dorothy's perception that was blocked, rather than actually cutting off the blessing of Hades, they couldn't afford to bet on this possibility.

 After that, the otaku witch tried various other methods and found that almost all of them failed.

But what made her feel relieved was that she found that one of her many talents was still shining brightly.

 God above God.

 The talents given by this good sister are still available at any time.

Hmm, the power of sister control is really awesome. It can transcend distance and break through life and death in every sense.

Even though Dorothy had already decided not to use this talent unless absolutely necessary, she had to say that in a situation like this, there was nothing more reassuring than this.

 After many attempts, she looked up at her sisters and found that their situation was similar to hers.

"No, I can't contact Huangjinxiang. Even if I use the internal channel of Huangjinxiang, there is no reply."

Senior Mia shook her head and said with a gloomy expression.

As a rich woman, she has a lot of top-notch equipment, but she just moved out even a small magic network signal tower, but it is still useless.

Even she, the golden princess, couldn't do anything, and the others were in vain. Madeleine, Audrey and Alice all shook their heads helplessly.

 Only Lucifer smiled.

“Although I haven’t been successful in contacting you, this is also a success.”

 Miss Fallen Angel is the Riddler.

 After everyone's questioning eyes focused on her, she spoke with some pride.

"I am an avatar, and once the avatar loses contact, how can the main body not sense it? The main body and I usually communicate and transmit memory data every ten minutes, and we have also agreed on various plans to prevent accidents. Once I lose contact, Contact us, and the body will take action soon."

Lucy Fair said.

 When everyone heard this explanation, they suddenly understood.

 Ah, is there still this trick that can be used?

Dorothy was stunned as she thought of her incarnation of the Moon God, Xiao Wu, who was also left in the Moon Rabbit world outside, and then felt a little embarrassed.

Look at other people’s avatars and communicate with each other every ten minutes. Where is my avatar?

Recalling that she was freeing up the Moon Goddess, the Moon Goddess was too lazy to take care of her daily life. She scratched her head and silently shut up.

"Very good, as expected of you. Now that we have foreign aid, let's find a place to settle down first. Come on, Lucifer, throw a branch."

To ease the embarrassment, the otaku witch picked up a branch from the ground and handed it to Miss Fallen Angel.

In this aimless situation, wandering around like a headless fly is not a wise choice. At this time, the guidance of a prophet is very important.

 Why is the prophecy witch a master of human beings? That's why.

 Divination and asking for directions is a common operation.

If possible, Dorothy would have liked to perform it herself, but considering that she was not able to perform divination at that time, and her divination was irreversible, she silently decided to give this opportunity to her sisters.

She was afraid that the small situation that everyone was in was just a little dangerous would be led into a desperate situation by her divination.

Looking at the branch handed over by the eldest lady, Lucifer couldn't help rolling her eyes, but she still reached out and took the branch.

Divination Rod Asking for Directions This is one of the most commonly used spells in the prophecy system. Although it is basic, it is easy to use. It can be used for everything from finding lost items to big decisions such as life and death.

The choice of life path is nothing more than constantly turning left or right, isn’t it?

Of course, you can also stubbornly choose to walk in the middle, and that’s okay, but why do such brave men who can control their own destiny and open up new paths need the guidance of fate?

 Miss Fallen Angel looked at the branch the eldest lady chose, and then her eyes lit up.

Hmm, it’s such a beautiful, straight branch. It’s an excellent casting material for a divination staff to ask directions.

It's a pity that there is no magic net here, otherwise she would have to take a photo and post it on WeChat to make those old classmates envious and jealous.

No witch of the prophecy school can refuse such a perfect wild branch.

 It’s a pity that this kind of good thing can only be used locally.

 Lucy Feier thought with some regret.

In order to better link the guidance of destiny, the casting materials of prophecy magic are often taken from local sources, such as branches and leaves seen on the roadside, fresh water from the river, and even freshly caught snakes, insects, rats, and ants. Something like that.

These things that have always lived on this land have a natural connection with this land and this world. The casting materials of prophecy magic are this connection, and the others are just carriers.

Miss Fallen Angel didn’t think too much. She quickly emptied her mind and threw away the branch in her hand.

She clearly did not shake the branch to deliberately guide the direction of the branch, but the moment the branch was released from her hand, it spun on its own, and finally pointed in a precise direction after landing.

 North.

 Everyone looked down at the branch, and then prepared to set off.

"Wait, don't fly, why are you so extravagant? Just keep your magic power."

Looking at the sisters taking out their brooms and preparing to go to Wuhu, Dorothy couldn't help but shouted speechlessly.

Well, she often felt out of place with her sisters because of their unstinting squandering of magic.

Now that everyone's power has been weakened, you still dare to waste your magic power to fly. Isn't this looking for death?

What if you encounter danger later and your magic power is not enough?

But I can’t blame everyone for this. After all, not everyone is as good as the otaku witch, and everyone has senior experience in magic.

Amid the puzzled looks of her sisters, she silently took out a wine bottle from her pocket. The small mechanical white dragon in the bottle was yawning.

 White Dragon Battleship, activated.

 It’s so funny, who can walk on their own when they can ride in a car, let alone this car is nuclear powered? It’s so hard to build.

 Just looking at Dorothy who was greeting everyone to board the ship, everyone could not help but be speechless.

Well, Dorothy, have you forgotten that we came here to play a haunted house adventure game?

 God **** it, you drive a battleship into a haunted house. Are you scaring the ghosts, or are the ghosts scaring you?

The sisters are so upset that they want to vomit, but who knows that the current situation is special and it is no longer just playing games.

　　Everyone silently stuffed the brooms back, and then silently boarded the ship.

Hmm, again, if you can travel with the air conditioner blowing, eating hot pot and singing songs, who the **** is willing to go on a snowy day and brave a blizzard?

Just like that, under Lucifer's manual navigation of throwing branches from time to time, the White Dragon Battleship soared into the sky and roared towards the distance.

Ten minutes later, in a snow and ice fortress, Miss Wendigo raised her head and looked at the white dragon battleship falling from the sky with a confused look on her face.

 Devil Princess She rubbed her eyes, wondering if she was dazzled.

She has been running a haunted house for some time. With the witch's naughty attitude, what player hasn't seen her before?

 But this was really the first time she had seen someone driving a battleship into a haunted house.

What made her even more speechless was that after the battleship landed and the hatch was opened, the first thing that came out was not a person, but a charming aroma.

Wendy is not a practitioner of the original sin of gluttony like her sister Balzebul, but when she smelled it, she still felt greedy.

 Damn it, I’m really hungry.

“Miss Wendigo, do you want to come with us? There is air conditioning inside, and we should start the hot pot.”

Dorothy poked her head out of the cabin, then waved to the silent little princess of the Demon King's family, and extended a warm invitation.

Wendy really wanted to maintain the reserve that a princess should have, so she should refuse, and as a Wendigo Witch, she actually didn't feel cold.

 But there’s nothing I can do about it, the hot pot is so fragrant.

The Wendigo Witch persisted for three seconds, and finally lost. She boarded the white dragon battleship.

only

As soon as she got on the boat, several wands of different shapes and lengths were already pointed at her.

"Name?"

Dorothy was sitting on the hot pot table, her hands clasped tightly, supporting her chin, the lenses of the black-rimmed glasses on the tall and perfect bridge of her nose reflecting the intense white light, and then

 Then I was fogged up by the heat of the hot pot.

 Ahem, this is not the point. The point is that the momentum has arrived.

The Wendigo Witch looked at the witches around her who were looking at her with wary expressions, and then at the otaku witch opposite, and raised her hands helplessly.

 “Windigo.”

She replied, and then tried to explain.

 “Dorothy, things are very difficult right now”

　　咯.

A magic bullet accurately hit the Demon King Princess between the eyebrows, and then her tall body fell to the ground under the eyes of disbelief.

Dorothy blew the hot air from her fingers coolly, and then watched the corpse on the ground slowly turn into an ice sculpture, and finally melted into a puddle of water.

Tsk, why do some people always like to lie in front of her? She, a good child who never lies, can't understand this.

Moreover, although her clown and eldest lady vests have fallen off, her name Dorothy has not. Only acquaintances know her name.

Sent, so there is indeed something wrong with this crappy game.

  The house witch is speechless

Hmm, I woke up early to type, and then I went to the Comic Exhibition. Did anyone go to the Changzhou Comic Exhibition? There should be no one.