House Witch

  Chapter 766 765. Where is my Italian gun?

 “So, what is this?”

Looking at the water on the ground that dissipated with the wind and left no trace in the end, Dorothy scratched her head and felt a little puzzled.

 Is it some kind of scary trick in a haunted house?

But let’s talk about it, this thing is really good. Who can scare a monster that can be easily defeated by a basic magic bullet?

However, she was not sure for a moment what kind of monster that thing was because it was a dead body.

Judging from the characteristic of dissipating upon death, it is not like a normal creature, but a bit like a spirit creature such as a ghost. However, judging from the opponent's performance just now, she seemed to have a body before being eliminated.

Moreover, why did she know my name was Dorothy?

  It’s quite strange anyway.

Dorothy frowned slightly, but she did not continue to dwell on it pointlessly. After all, they still knew too little about the world of this haunted house, and the top priority was to find Miss Wendigo herself first.

The little princess of the Demon King's family came in with them. Although she disappeared as soon as she arrived, if the anomalies in the haunted house world were not caused by Miss Wendigo deliberately, then she herself should also be affected by it at this time. Trapped here together.

Then if I and others want to obtain information about this world, the fastest way is naturally to directly ask her, the owner of the Screaming House.

 “Lucy Fair, are you sure Miss Wendigo is here?”

Dorothy turned her head and looked at the Black Wing sisters beside her, confirming this.

Miss Fallen Angel glanced at the ice and snow fortress standing in the wind and snow with her gold-like shining eyes and nodded.

“Well, her fate line points to the fortress in front.”

Not to mention that she then blinked her magic eyes and added.

"But she doesn't seem to be in a very good condition. This castle may be a bit dangerous. Although according to my divination results, it should be a near-miss if we go in. Do you want to go in?"

 Lucy Feier turned to look at her eldest lady and asked.

 And Dorothy immediately shook her head.

 “Any chance? Then we won’t go in. Let’s be careful.”

 Because it is now uncertain whether this place is within the protection of Hades, and in this situation where she does not know whether there is any chance of resurrection, the house witch decided to play it safe.

 She took a serious look at the ice and snow fortress in front of her and made an assessment from the perspective of a professional architect.

"Well, although it is almost a thousand years old, by the standards of a witch, this is not an ancient house, and its historical value is not high."

“The building materials are ordinary. They are all ordinary materials, made of stone and ice. There is no obvious aura of the magic pattern array on them.”

“Let me look at the feng shui, hey, it’s a dangerous place. This landmark is okay, but the underground seems to be a trap for dragons. It’s quite suitable for raising corpses or sealing.”

To sum it up in one sentence, this Ice Fortress is just a toy. It is worthless and can be dismantled, but there seems to be something underground, so you need to be careful.

So

“No. 0, the main gun is charged, aiming at the fortress ahead, with a power output of 10%. The launch angle is a depression angle of 35 degrees, with full dispersion.”

Dorothy turned her head and gave these instructions directly to her ship’s wife.

Although strictly speaking, the White Dragon Battleship is just a bunch of battleship models spliced ​​together with building materials, and is not a serious authentic battleship, but the only difference is a little bit of defense and durability.

From a performance perspective, the White Dragon Battleship has actually barely touched the floor of a standard battleship.

 The standard main guns of standard battleships are generally at least standard land-sinking guns.

Hmm, the name is very straightforward. It literally means that at full power output, one cannon can sink a continent.

Although it is incomparable to the destroyer-class main guns above, the world-destroying class or even the highest-standard terminal class main gun, at least in a small world like the haunted house world, with such a big killing weapon, you can completely walk sideways , squinting at people.

This thing is actually enough to be on the list of military contraband in the Witch World. In theory, this thing cannot be produced by civilians at will. Of course, ordinary associations without military background do not have the technology and ability to produce it. After all, The design drawings and manufacturing process of the main gun are very difficult.

If you really have the ability to work it out on your own, once the military-industrial complex finds out, they will take you back like an uncle and take care of you. They will give you whatever you want and treat you like a treasure.

But who makes the otaku witch special? She is not from the military industry field at all, and she doesn't understand the rules. She is just a noob who plays games and was abused.

 As for you saying this thing is illegal?

Nonsense, I have a construction community, and there are professional blast qualification certificates. Okay, it is normal for us to have some blasting demolition props. Do n’t there be explosive artillery in the opening team?

In fact, when Dorothy installed the main gun on the White Dragon Battleship, she had in mind the future positioning of this thing for demolition, so she set the power and firing angle of such a main gun more accurately. This is the current situation where fixed-point blasting is required.

 “I will follow your will, my lord.”

On the control panel of the White Dragon Battleship, the virtual projection of Zero, still dressed in a maid outfit, made a posture of standing at attention and saluting, obeying the order. Then, the bow of the battleship, the dragon head as the prow image, opened its mouth. As if the dragon is about to spray out its breath, it begins to charge and gather energy.

“You should call me Captain now.”

Dorothy casually corrected this mechanical witch servant who didn't really understand human nature very well, and then looked at the charging main cannon with some expectancy.

 Speaking of which, this cannon has only been fired a few times since it was built. It is a rare opportunity to fire it. It is quite exciting to think about it.

And this charging method not only looks like dragon's breath, but actually the operating rules of the main gun were figured out by the witch based on her own dragon's breath as a template.

Theoretically, as strong as Dorothy's dragon breath is, the main gun of this white dragon battleship can be as strong.

It's a pity that the otaku witch's magic power is useless. Without plugging in the senior brand power bank, she can't spray with full force at all. She can only use this bionic cannon to indirectly enjoy the shot.

The White Dragon Warship's Dragon Heart Furnace and Evil God's Tentacles can be made with endless fuel at will. You can shoot as many times as you want, including snakes.

Well, this is really not possible. After all, the gun barrel is a building material. Even if it is a high-standard building material, it still cannot be compared with the durability of military materials. Therefore, it takes a period of time to cool down the gun barrel after each firing. , the greater the transmission power, the longer the cooling time.

 Otherwise, if you fire a few more times, the barrel will be directly melted and damaged. This is also the biggest shortcoming of this main gun.

But it is a civilian product after all, made by hand in a small workshop, and the manufacturing cost is less than one percent of that of military products. What is the need for a bicycle? It is more than enough for demolition.

 “Okay, my lord.”

Regarding the correction of the title of House Witch, the smart ship girl nodded, but she looked like she knew she would not change it. She still preferred the title of House Master.

However, on the battleship's screen, the charging countdown has already begun.

“5, 4, 3, 2, 1, 0, launch.”

As the countdown reached zero, the eyes of the handsome steel dragon head of the White Dragon Battleship flashed red, and then in the open dragon's mouth, the dazzling light began to expand, and the endless energy poured out, turning into inexhaustible energy. The fan-shaped torrent, which was composed of light, fire, or something else, was crushing towards the ice fortress ahead with unstoppable momentum.

The witches in the cabin were well prepared. They neatly took out their sunglasses in tacit agreement, put them on themselves, and then admired the solid fortress that was almost an indestructible city to mortals. In an instant, the witch's final weapon was casually used. In one blow, it was reduced to ashes.

This is also the reason why the bombardment witch is the most popular profession among the armed witches. Who can refuse the domineering and joyful feeling of crushing everything with absolute power?

“Ah, this is the feeling, this is the smell, I am so high.”

Dorothy looked through the magic mirror at the scene where the ice fortress was like paper and was instantly blown away by the torrent of dragon's breath. She couldn't help but feel a little excited.

The dragon blood in her body was boiling and roaring, and then came the pleasure and relief after her desire for destruction was satisfied. The feeling was difficult to describe in words, and it only made her cheeks turn red and her breathing quicken.

The torrent of dragon's breath passed away in an instant, and the house witch took off her sunglasses, and then looked at the ruins of the original ice fortress in front of her.

Well, maybe we can’t even count the ruins anymore, because there may not even be a complete piece of bricks and tiles in front of us. Where the fortress was originally built against the mountain, there is only a whole piece of burning black plain that is steaming. There is still gorgeous lava flowing on the plain, just like the residual blood flowing on a corpse burned by the fire. It is miserable, but it also has a withered beauty.

“Well, this demolition cannon is great. It doesn’t even need to clean up abandoned building materials. It can directly raise high-rise buildings from the ground, which is good.”

Dorothy looked at the mountains in the distance that seemed to have been bitten by some mysterious entity, revealing huge wounds, and then at the endless charred but flat plains in front of her. She nodded with satisfaction.

 This is a good piece of land for building a new building.

The otaku witch then turned her head and looked at the speechless Miss Fallen Angel next to her again, and continued to ask.

 “Are you still surprised now?”

 If there was any more, she was prepared to wait for the main gun to cool down before firing another shot.

“There is a hammer, now it’s others who should be surprised.”

 Lucy Fair rolled her eyes at the misbehaving eldest daughter of her family.

 She is now sure that the eldest lady is indeed the teacher's biological daughter, and her overbearing tactical style is exactly the same.

 After all, otherwise, why do you think Teacher Euphelia’s title would be “The Dragon Queen of Destruction”? Why is the name of the battle group under her command is Destruction, and why is her own codename actually Extinction.

It's no wonder that the eldest lady's father went to the battlefield with his teacher and decided to run away with his daughter when he came back. Although the Dragon Witch's fighting style has always been iron-blooded, brutal and cruel, even among many Dragon Witches, My own teachers are still the most cruel ones.

Once a war is decided, few of the teacher's enemies are left alive. Under the Dragon Queen's wrath, almost all the land is scorched, unless the unique resource of that world is living creatures.

As the head of the resurgence of the Jormungandr family that has long since declined, the entire family's rise again depends almost entirely on the teacher. If she is not ruthless, she will not be able to stand in the Kingdom of Dragons.

 In the Territory of Glory, Teacher, the lord, is the absolute overlord. Few people dare to breathe in front of her, and all her gentleness is probably reserved only for the eldest lady.

　　Oh, maybe the apprentice of the main body can also account for a little bit of the maternal overflow.

However, although the teacher is domineering, she is at least reasonable. Before every battle, she will give her opponent a choice, either to die standing or to live on her knees.

 And the eldest lady is this.

Looking at the scorched plain with the blood of the earth in front of her, Miss Fallen Angel, a true demon who was once a half-step demon, felt that this was a bit harsh.

My eldest lady, Miss Wendigo is also within your bombardment range. She has a hostage in hand. How dare you directly bombard her without fear of accidentally injuring friendly troops?

Although judging from the results, the breath of Miss Wendigo is still there, the fate of some dangerous sources in the ice fortress has disappeared.

But Lucifer was still greatly shocked by the decisiveness of her eldest daughter.

Well, she is sure now. It would be a pity for this young lady not to become an armed witch. She was born to eat this kind of food. She is a more ruthless werewolf than the ruthless teacher.

If she were to inherit everything from the teacher, she would probably be able to easily subdue the group of unruly and bloodthirsty retainers under the teacher, and then carry forward the reputation of the Jörmungandr family for destruction, and reach a higher level from then on.

Hmm, this is so impressive that even the Dragon King would praise him when he saw it.

 “Oh, it’s okay, it’s okay.”

Dorothy was a little regretful when she heard that the danger was over, but she was not a bad person who liked destruction after all, so she had no choice but to let Zero put away the main gun, and then walked into the newly scorched black plain.

Without the interference of various strange abilities, Dorothy quickly followed the Feng Shui pattern to the lower part of the original fortress. Then she raised her foot and stamped her feet. Amid a roaring earthquake, the earth cracked open again. A wound revealed a hollow inside.

 That is an underground area.

Dorothy landed as lightly as a feather, her body spotless, and then came to the center of the open space and saw an ice coffin at the core of the cave.

“Wake up, sleeping beauty, if you don’t get up, I’m going to kiss you.”

 The otaku witch knocked on the coffin board politely and said so.

The tall beauty who was sleeping in the ice coffin then opened her eyes.

 Sleeping Beauty is waking up

Alas, I’m getting older, I’m getting older. I just went to a comic exhibition and wasted a whole day. I’m so tired. My legs are no longer my own.

 (End of this chapter)