Chapter 427

Dorothy gave a start, her body trembled, and then she opened her eyes. Thus, the unfamiliar ceiling entered her eyes.

"Tsk, this feeling of deja vu, I almost thought I transmigrated again."

The Home Witch complained in her heart.

Only, soon her face changed, and then she sat up straight.

"It's over, where is my magic power? And why is this body so weak?"

An unprecedented sense of weakness shrouded Dorothy. She discovered in horror that only about 100 Total Mana remained in her body, and as for talent specialties, there was not a single one left. At this moment, she was as weak as if she had become a mortal.

Only, she didn't have time to panic before a piece of information emerged directly from her mind.

This is the rule manual for the Witch Night.

"Good fellow, I have really become a mortal."

After roughly scanning this explanation, Dorothy breathed a sigh of relief while her face also became strange.

"Ah, this, God, I directly became a beta tester."

According to the explanation of this rule manual, this Witch Night can be roughly regarded as a large-scale multiplayer online game that is about to be publicly tested.

Only, because there were too many reservations, a full 500 million, so to ensure the best game experience for players, the game company decided to open the game quota in batches.

For example, the first test will have 1,000 quotas, the second test will have 100,000, the third test will have 1 million, and finally the public test will open all quotas.

As for the priority of obtaining this quota, this depends on the quality of the students. The better the quality of the students, the higher the priority, and the earlier the quota is obtained.

And now this is the first test stage. Dorothy didn't know how she, such a weakling, became one of the first test personnel.

【Current timeline: The eve of the God King's awakening.】

【Main mission: Survive until the establishment of the Shengcheng Pan Duola.】

【Mission hint 1: Try to contact the mysterious, becoming a transcendent can greatly increase your survival rate in the chaotic world that follows, but it will also increase the risk of being hunted by church personnel.】

【Mission hint 2: Try to contact the God King, this will be very helpful for your next game, but it will also greatly increase the difficulty of survival.】

This is the mission goal of these first test players.

"Good fellow, it's directly the opening of the God King's awakening night. This time it's really witnessing history with my own eyes."

Dorothy sighed like this in her heart.

After figuring out what was going on, she wasn't very panicked. After all, the mission goal was just to survive. What is difficult about this?

Kidding, I am super good at surviving.

Only, clearly, this situation of entering the game to develop earlier than others is clearly a first-mover advantage. If you only think about surviving, although there is no problem, it also wastes this first test advantage.

The Home Witch recalled the history slightly.

Before the God King awakened, she was just a village girl in a remote area. She was just because she was too beautiful and was accused of being a witch by a church genius passing through the village.

Oh, the witch at that time actually referred to the so-called witch. At this time, the sect of the Lord of Brilliance was eating away at this world, and there were also people with lofty ideals in various places who wanted to resist the oppression of the church.

Thus, the church, which had already controlled the discourse power, in order to exclude heresy and consolidate its own rule, set off a witch hunting movement.

At this time, the world was still a normal medieval background, men were in power, and women's status was low.

The church was not convenient to directly attack the men who held power, so they turned to start with the female relatives of those powerful people, directly putting a witch's hat on them first.

And as the church's power became stronger later, this witch hunting movement, which was still considered to have rules, gradually moved toward madness and began to kill indiscriminately without rules.

Even regardless of men or women, as long as the church thinks you are a witch, then you are a witch, even if you take off your pants to prove that you are a man, it may be a witch using magic to change it.

Anyway, regardless of whether it is or not, burn it with the holy fire of the Lord first.

Can't burn to death? Then it's hammered, you are indeed a witch.

Burned to death? Then it's also hammered, the evil witch has been purified by the holy fire of the Lord.

In short, this is a crazy era filled with ignorance and evil.

The God King, who was framed as a witch, should have been just one of the tragedies that could be seen everywhere, but in despair, she resonated with the consciousness of the world mother, and the two sides signed a contract here, and then the first original witch in the true sense was born.

And the next development is the epic story of the royal road. The God King resisted the pressure of the church's pursuit and began to exile, fleeing while accumulating strength, and finally established the Shengcheng with her partners, which is the Witch King City Pan Duola of later generations.

Clearly, this first test plot is the history of this period.

And looking at it this way, if Dorothy only wants to complete the main mission well, the difficulty is actually not very great. If she just keeps surviving...

This mortal body is indeed a bit weak. Maybe it was just waking up, the body was a bit dehydrated, and Dorothy felt thirsty for a long time. She looked around at this unfamiliar room and found a cup and a water pot on the cabinet by the window.

She got up and walked over to pour herself a glass of water, and just as she was about to drink the water in the cup, she saw her reflection in the water.

What was reflected in the cup was her own face, that divine face that was already so beautiful that it could not be described in words, and anyone who looked at it would be directly charmed.

Dorothy: "..."

The Home Witch was so angry that she directly crushed the cup in her hand. Having lost her power, she almost couldn't withstand her own charm just now.

It is said that a beautiful woman is a disaster. With such a face, then I don't have to survive, fall.

Dorothy was numb at this time.

If she were still a witch, she would naturally have a way to disguise herself like before, but now she is just a weak, pitiful, and helpless mortal. This really can't be hidden.

At this point in time, the God King hasn't awakened yet, so naturally there are no witches. Therefore, all first test personnel start with a mortal identity.

And it's fine to just be a mortal, just practice again. But Dorothy recalled her memory just now and found that her memory about magic knowledge was all sealed. At this time, she could at most vaguely remember the names and effects of some spells, but how to cast them specifically, she couldn't think of it at all.

It's no wonder there is a mission hint 1, asking them to find a way to contact the mysterious and become a transcendent.

If they want to master power again, they can only find a way to find mysterious knowledge from this world, and then learn and master it again, just as if they were really just natives of this world.

Only...

"Finally, there is a way out. The identity I randomly got at the start is really good. It's directly a mage start. This saves me from searching for mysterious news all over the street. In this special period of hunting witches everywhere, the risk of actively looking for mysterious knowledge is too great."

Feeling the magic power in her body, although it was pitifully small, only 100 Total Mana, Dorothy thought with some relief.

Although the magic power in this body is the degraded magic power of mortal mages, which cannot be compared with the original magic power mastered by witches, and is not a grade of thing at all, at this time the Home Witch has no conditions to dislike it.

Just because she is wearing this troublesome face, it is difficult to go out, let alone inquire about news everywhere without attracting attention. This direct one-step-to-the-end start saved her a lot of effort.

Dorothy carefully checked the room she was in again. After all, she didn't inherit the memory of this identity at this time. If she wants to master magic, she must first find the spell notes of this body and start learning again. Normally, a mage's spell notes are never left behind. She doesn't have them on her now, so they must be hidden somewhere in the house.

Soon, she found a cellar entrance under the bed. Although to enter the cellar, she had to move this big and heavy old bed, and with her weak mortal female body strength, it would normally be very difficult.

But the problem is not big. Although she forgot magic knowledge, the mortal martial arts she learned before transmigration haven't been forgotten.

"Eat my Iron Mountain Lean."

She raised her hand and made a skilled Baji Fist killing move, directly moving the bed horizontally for several meters. Because the force control was very exquisite, the bed itself was almost not damaged, and even the sound of the movement just now was almost non-existent.

Then she picked up the thick cellar door with one hand, and then jumped down cleanly.

Hmm, as long as you master high-purity force dissipation, then mortal martial arts are actually quite useful.

A certain otaku who once pierced the head of a mud truck in extreme fear thought this.

And when she came to this cellar, she saw the several bookshelves of books and more shelves of various spiritual materials at a glance.

"Ah, this, it seems the original owner is a potion maker."

Roughly looking at the layout of the cellar, and looking at the classic potion pot in the middle of the cellar, Dorothy understood the identity of the original owner.

This made her frown slightly. After all, although potion makers cannot be said to be completely useless, that frontal combat power...

"Forget it, I don't have the qualifications to pick and choose. Potion maker is potion maker, it's better than nothing."

Dorothy comforted herself in her heart.

She didn't rush to flip through the books to learn. After roughly looking at the things in the cellar and having a count in her heart, she slightly adjusted the magic power in her body to strengthen her legs, and then jumped up, directly jumping three or four meters, and then gracefully grabbed the floor of the room upstairs and climbed up.

Hmm, after losing magic, this martial art is indeed quite useful.

"Alright, the top priority now is how to hide my identity. Although the mage start increased my self-protection ability, it also increased potential danger. Once the mage identity is exposed, the witch hunters of the church will come to kick the door next."

"Sigh, this kind of transmigration without the original owner's memory is troublesome. I don't even know what the original owner's identity is. How should I disguise it next?"

After restoring the bed to its original state, Dorothy thought with a headache.

"Amnesia method? Forget it, in this hellish era, a woman as beautiful as me is still amnesiac. I don't know if I will be directly beaten as a devil possessed and evil."

Her transmigration back then was reincarnation, so she didn't face the pain of soul transmigration without memory. She was quite lucky at that time. She didn't expect that this wave would be paying back the debt here. It was really hard to handle. Although this counts as the second transmigration, she really has no experience to refer to.

She had to start looking for her identity information in the room again. After searching for a circle, she looked down at the clothes on her body and wished she could slap herself.

"Tsk, after becoming a mortal, I really became stupid. I often looked for my mobile phone with my mobile phone in my previous life. Now this wave belongs to classic replication."

Dorothy thought helplessly.

It wasn't until this time that she discovered the clothing on her body, which was the classic black and white nun's habit of the church.

"Ah, this, the original owner also has operations. You, a mage, ran to the church to be a nun. What kind of traitor operation is this? Are you trying to play dark under the lamp?"

It's just that in this Middle Ages where productivity is not very developed, it is unrealistic to find a full-length mirror to see what you look like. The Home Witch could only look down and then silently raised her mouth.

Tsk, almost forgot that she is participating in the Witch Night with the account of the Moon God incarnation, and that big car figure of the Moon God...

Laughing to death, I can't see the lower body at all by looking down.

"Wow, can such a sexy figure really be a good nun? So slutty."

Although it is her own body, the Home Witch still couldn't help but complain like this.

It's just that before she could carefully check her body, an abrupt knock on the door interrupted her.

"Dorothy, come out quickly, there is a holy trial ceremony that we need to hold."

Outside the door, a man's voice sounded.

"Uh, am I still called Dorothy? Is this a special rule of the Witch Night, or is it such a coincidence that I replaced the identity of a person with the same name?"

The Home Witch heard the person outside the door calling her, and was stunned, then frowned and thought.

It's just that there is no time for her to think more now, she just opened the door and walked out.

"Coming, coming."

It's just that as soon as she opened the door, she was directly dumbfounded, because the middle-aged man in priest clothing standing at the door was too familiar.

"Adam?"

Looking at this middle-aged priest who couldn't say he was completely similar to her own father, but could only say he was exactly the same, Dorothy was numb on the spot.

"I have said many times, even if you are not willing to call me father directly, you should call me priest, instead of calling me by name."

The middle-aged priest also frowned and looked at the daughter in front of him, and then said in a reprimanding tone.

"And what are you panicking about? You forgot to bring your veil again. Do you know that going out like this will cause trouble."

He muttered this on his mouth, then skillfully took out a veil from his side, and then put it on his daughter.

At the end, he emphasized again.

"Dorothy, you must follow me throughout the holy trial ceremony later. Several witch hunters came from the general diocese. I don't think they are good things. You must remember to keep a low profile, don't cause trouble, don't let those lustful people stare at you. This time, that girl Dinisa was the one who suffered like this. Sigh, it's a sin, it's a pity for that girl."

When the middle-aged priest said this, his face was bitter.

It's just that the Home Witch was already completely dumbfounded at this time. After all, anyone who sees a person who is the same as her own father in every sense, has the same name, and even has the same voice, tone, and habits will be dumbfounded.

It's over, am I really dreaming?

Dorothy thought with her brain somewhat overheated for a while.

But she hadn't recovered from the shock of the various senses of the father in front of her, and a familiar name in the old father's mouth made her stunned again.

Dinisa?

Damn, isn't this the name of the God King?

Holy trial ceremony?

I go, wait, things won't really be the development I think, right?

The Home Witch's face turned pale, and she thought of a terrible possibility.

... Dorothy is shivering...