Chapter 365: Wrestling

Dorothy came back to her senses and took a look at these Angel Witches who had been escorted over.

At a glance, weaklings everywhere.

"Tsk, this generation of Angel Witches is really getting more and more slack. Where is the appearance of the three major races?"

The Home Witch sighed in her heart.

These Angel Witches who were caught were not young, all around a hundred years old, but not many of them had reached the rank of Grand Witch. Most of them were still at the rank of Elite Witch, and some were even just at the rank of ordinary witch, which made people shake their heads directly.

Normally, witches born from the three major races should be at least at the rank of Grand Witch at around a hundred years old. This is the passing line, and the excellent ones might already have their first title and become mature Grand Witches.

As for those true geniuses, they should be like her own Spider Teacher, already possessing several titles, various academic achievements or military merits, being top-tier Grand Witches, and even having hope of entering the peak.

Thinking about her own monster mother again, forget it, such monstrous witches are one in a billion, so don't compare with normal people, it's a bit bullying.

And now looking at this group of chicken-like people in front of her, Dorothy could understand why Senior Miya always looked down on Angel Witches. This level really lowered the average value of the three major races.

It's a pity that you Angel Witches are still specifically in charge of education. How come the Witch Academy has always been operating quite normally, but your own children are so slack?

The Home Witch frowned, a bit puzzled.

Could it be that there is some saying like a doctor cannot heal himself?

Dorothy was still thinking here, but the magic power fluctuation coming from not far away made her frown.

Is someone fighting?

"Skywalker, you preside over the review here, let them all look in the Mirror of Asking the Heart, and detain those who have problems directly."

She directly ordered the Vice President who was obediently escorting people back.

After all, Angel Witches understand Angel Witches better. It would be much more convenient to let Ivette review these Angel Witch compatriots, and this Vice President seemed to have her loyalty maxed out after being saved by her before, so there was no need to worry about her shielding her clansmen.

After explaining this, Dorothy took a big step forward, walked out of the cathedral, summoned a broom casually, and flew in the direction of the magic power fluctuation before.

Very quickly, she saw the battlefield. It was several Angel Witches confronting several Inquisitors.

And these few Angel Witches were obviously much stronger than the pile of weaklings in the cathedral just now. Judging from the powerful magic power fluctuations around them, these were all Grand Witches.

Even the leader looked like she had a title, and could be considered a good hand among Grand Witches.

This is right. At least the lean camel is bigger than the horse. No matter how dilapidated the Angel Witches are, they wouldn't be all trash. There are still quite a few normal people.

"The Inquisition is handling the case, please cooperate with our investigation."

Among the Inquisitors, the leader was a witch wearing a black and white yin-yang mask, who was the Elemental Empress.

Dorothy was interested in this, so she didn't go up immediately, but watched from afar.

She had actually basically confirmed that this original witch was Senior Christina who lived downstairs from Audrey. After all, she had smelled the familiar fragrance from the other party when she gathered just now. That was the smell of the breakfast that Senior Miya had been robbed of before.

Regarding the point that her craftsmanship should not be imitated by anyone

This made the Home Witch interested. Before, this senior's performance in the Inquisition's new recruit assessment was good, but it wasn't particularly eye-catching, and it couldn't compare with Madeline. This was inconsistent with her academy ranking.

Dorothy was quite curious about whether this senior was not used to fighting in spell slots, so her strength couldn't be fully exerted, or if she was deliberately hiding her clumsiness in the assessment.

"Why? We didn't commit any crime, why investigate for no reason? Others are afraid of your Inquisition, but we are not."

"That's right, that's right, your Inquisition is used to acting domineering on weekdays, but we don't indulge you."

"Let your team leader come over. I want to see why your Inquisition is so arrogant."

"Please give me some face, everyone..."

These few Angel Witches seemed to hold quite high positions on weekdays. At this time, when they spoke, their airs were not low, and they were full of official positions.

It was a pity that the Inquisitors were not the subordinates they could handle on weekdays, and their face was not useful here at all.

Their power came from the rules within the Angel Witches, but the Inquisitors were investigating the entire Angel Witch race this time. The police wouldn't care about acting according to the rules of a criminal gang.

"Then are you all trying to obstruct us from performing our official duties?"

The Elemental Empress was too lazy to listen to the people opposite talking more, and she calmly issued an ultimatum.

"I am not..."

"Why are you like this?"

"Young man, doing things like this will cause trouble for your leaders. Listen to my advice..."

Seeing that the young Inquisitor opposite didn't give any face at all, the few Angel Witches opposite first softened their momentum, but then became a bit fierce in words.

This made Dorothy not far away shake her head. No wonder those Angel Witches who really had ability would rather run to the front line to open up wasteland themselves than stay in this base camp to seek development. If they work with these insects every day, how can the Angel Witch race be revived?

Forget it, there is no rescue, just wait for death.

The Home Witch looked at it and wanted to go back to persuade her roommate to give up being the so-called God King's Son. That position really didn't have much future, and it was better to go to the construction site to move bricks with her.

"Do it."

Opposite, the Elemental Empress's patience was also exhausted. She directly looked at her companions beside her, and then went up directly.

Following that was a session of passionate mutual shooting of magic wands. Both sides threw various magic spells at each other, and the scene was once very chaotic.

This made Dorothy scratch her head. She wondered if the Witch Academy was suppressed by the God King's Great Barrier and couldn't use force?

Oh, the God King's Great Barrier also needs people to preside over it, and now the person controlling the Great Barrier has been caught by me, so it's fine.

The Home Witch didn't go up to help, but stood there, even taking out a bucket of popcorn, eating and watching. This was a live-action action blockbuster.

This actually didn't need her help. Although the few Angel Witches opposite were indeed quite strong, and their cooperation was quite tacit, it could be seen that they had probably been comfortable for too long and hadn't been on the battlefield for a long time. The connection of their spells obviously had a sense of frustration.

But on the other side, the Inquisitors were all civil war phantom gods. When they hit their own compatriots, they all brought damage-deepening effects. The spells were as smooth as a painting, and the magic spells brought by the spell slots were all of high maturity and powerful.

Only after a few rounds, the battle was already over. The resistance of those few Angel Witches was directly suppressed strongly, and they were all tied up with magic ropes.

These magic ropes could also be considered common equipment for Inquisitors, just like the silver bracelets of police uncles. Once this kind of magic rope binds the target, it will be tied directly, just like a snake entwining its prey. The more the target struggles, the tighter the rope will be.

And the magic runes drawn on the rope also had the effect of banning magic, which could effectively curb the target's magic flow, make them lose the ability to cast spells, and no longer have the strength to break free.

"Fine, these few are also too weak."

Dorothy retracted her gaze with some disappointment, because these few Angel Witches lost too quickly, which made the plan to see if Senior Christina was really hiding her clumsiness directly bubble, and she watched for nothing.

And now, the battles happening in the entire God King Cathedral were not just this one. Magic fluctuations came from all parts of the cathedral. Obviously, the Angel Witches who tried to resist law enforcement were not just the few in front of her.

Fortunately, Dorothy looked around in the air and found that there were no tricky targets. Those guys who tried to resist were all subdued by the Inquisitors very quickly.

Especially the unlucky witches who met those old Inquisitors. Those veterans who had served as Inquisitors for many years were far more experienced than newcomers like the Elemental Empress. Each of them acted cleanly and neatly. Dorothy felt that she might personally go up...

Oh, she is still more powerful.

The Home Witch in mid-air became proud.

It was just that, just when the Inquisitors were each escorting the captives to the main cathedral to accept the audit, suddenly, Dorothy frowned. She turned her head and looked in the direction of the cathedral door.

And in the next moment, a rope burning with red flames attacked her at an astonishing speed.

No, this was not just attacking her alone. That divine rope shook in the air, and then split into thousands of rope shadows. These flame divine ropes were like countless snakes, winding and sneaking fast, attacking the Inquisitors.

Such a change caught everyone off guard, and those divine ropes were really too fast. The person who made the move was obviously not an ordinary person.

Dorothy actually already knew who made the move. After all, when the opening ceremony was held, it was also this flame rope that tied away the little angel Phoenix who didn't give a good speech at the time.

This flame rope was the magic wand of the little angel's mother, the Dean of the Witch Academy, and also her favorite iconic means.

And this Dean was a Peak Witch.

Realizing this, the Home Witch suddenly felt a bit tricky.

After all, this one really couldn't be beaten.

Her configuration of the Grand Inquisitor's spell slots was just a high-profile Grand Witch. It was fine to bully witches below the peak, but if she really fought with those real big shots, it would be a bit stretched.

But she represented the face of the Inquisition now. It would be ugly if she directly flinched. Moreover, she hadn't fought with a Peak Witch before. Her own mother was much higher than this Dean, she didn't know where.

After all, Mother said that back then, this Dean was holding her leg and crying bitterly, begging Mother to let her sister go. It was a pity that the emotionless Mother kicked her away at that time.

Ying ying ying, the Dean at that time must have been crying and making trouble, so pitiful.

Thinking of this, Dorothy suddenly felt that she could do it again.

Speaking of which, she was also a Martial God, which was also the power of the peak level, just a little bit lacking in magic power.

But if magic power is not enough, spell slots make up for it. As long as they don't really fight for real, then who is afraid of whom in a simple move?

"Hmph, petty tricks, dare to show off in front of an expert."

At the moment, seeing those flame ropes about to reach her face, Dorothy suddenly gave a cold snort, and then sneered with disdain in her tone.

"Watch my Great Wei Tian... Tentacle?"

She originally wanted to retort domineeringly, but in the end, her tone became tangled.

However, although she was not very sure about the naming of her moves, she didn't hesitate when she made a move. At the moment, an endless sea of tentacles drowned everything, intercepting all the flame ropes, and the two entangled with each other.

This was actually the Witch's Tentacle Technique.

Although Dorothy defined this spell as the tentacle version of the Mage Hand, this was a life magic, and the level was not high, only a mere three rings. Any witch could learn it.

But you have to know that the prototype of this tentacle was the tentacle of Senior Fan Ni. No one would think that the tentacles of this future fourth king are really fragrant and soft, and harmless to humans and animals, right?

Of course, the public version on the Mana Web is indeed quite harmless, but as long as you add a little bit of small details to these tentacles when casting the spell, then this three-ring life magic can immediately be converted into a nine-ring difficulty variant spell.

Hmm, let's call it Asafani's Support Curse.

Dorothy thought silently in her heart.

After all, the appearance of countless tentacles swaying behind her at this time was quite like the fans waving glow sticks at the concert.

Hehe, didn't expect it, spell slots can still be played like this.

Who let Dorothy herself be a Witch of the Forest? It is so willful to use the spells she created herself. As for the question marks on the head of the guide opposite the spell slot, the Home Witch can't control it.

Hmm, good sister, you just watch and learn well. The witch's tentacle technique is actually used like this.

And opposite, the Dean seemed to be surprised by this tentacle sea. The fire on her flame rope was flourishing, and it seemed that she wanted to have a grilled squid tentacle. It was a pity that no matter how those magic fires burned, those sticky, slippery, but except for being huge, actually quite cute tentacles had no reaction at all.

Hmm, after all, it is the tentacle of the future fourth king. This magic resistance is really terrifyingly high. Dorothy felt that the magic resistance of her dragon scales might not be so high.

But having said that, the guide who provided her with spell slots is also amazing. Is there so much magic power?

Feeling the magic power flowing continuously from the spell slot in her body, Dorothy thought with some envy.

After all, to simulate the complete version of Senior Fan Ni's tentacles, and so many roots at once, the magic power consumed is no less than a forbidden spell. The opposite is indeed a big shot.

... Tentacles and ropes are wrestling... ===== CHAPTER 366 =====