Chapter 437

Just as the mother and daughter were confronting each other over at the Holy City, the witches were also gathered together in a dilapidated church outside the City of Sin.

"Senior Sister, thank you for your hard work on the road."

Looking at Senior Sister Mia, whose face could not hide the fatigue from the arduous journey, the Home Witch hurriedly handed over a bottle of potion she had recently brewed.

Ever since receiving the news from Ma De Lin, Senior Sister Mia had traveled non-stop from the Imperial Capital straight to the City of Sin to meet up with everyone. If she still had a witch's constitution, this bit of fatigue would truly be nothing, but with a mortal body, it was genuinely a bit too much to bear.

"Thank you."

Senior Sister Mia did not stand on ceremony with her either; she took the potion and downed it in one gulp.

With a few glug-glug sounds, the entire bottle of potion was heroically poured into her stomach. Following that, her state, which had been somewhat haggard with obvious dark circles under her eyes, began to improve at a speed visible to the naked eye. Very quickly, this wealthy Senior Sister recovered her usual graceful and luxurious demeanor.

"This effect is amazing; as expected of you, Little Little Yaojing."

Feeling the change in her body's condition, Senior Sister Mia looked at the now-empty potion bottle in her hand with sudden surprise, then praised her without reservation.

Her start this time was also quite decent; she was the young lady of a small merchant guild. Her parents had passed away early, and the entire guild had been taken over by her early on. However, in this era, it was truly difficult for a helpless girl to sustain the operation of a merchant guild, so before Senior Sister Mia awakened, that guild had already been on the verge of bankruptcy.

Fortunately, Senior Sister Mia herself had astonishing business talent. In the short month since her awakening, the merchant guild that was originally about to close down had not only been brought back to life in her hands but was also becoming increasingly prosperous.

Although she herself was still a mortal, the Sacred Dragon Merchant Alliance where the guild was located involved the world of transcendents. Originally, Senior Sister Mia had been thinking of gradually climbing up within the merchant guild, then obtaining transcendent knowledge from the merchant alliance, and finally becoming a transcendent.

But now, her plan clearly needed to change.

Senior Sister Mia turned her head to look at the sisters sitting obediently in rows and taking lessons, then looked with great awe at the Lord Shen Wang who was holding a teaching pointer and lecturing. She knew she no longer needed to worry about how to become a transcendent.

A magic lesson taught personally by Lord Shen Wang—what an honor this was, though the pressure was a bit high.

"Hehe, Senior Sister, take this; this is your textbook. Work hard at your studies later."

Seeing Senior Sister Mia's somewhat apprehensive appearance, the Home Witch chuckled, then handed several thick, heavy tomes to the Senior Sister.

Since everyone had already had their original magical knowledge sealed, it was naturally necessary to relearn it. Although Alice, Madeline, and Audrey had actually all become transcendents from the start and had also relied on the convenience of their identities to learn some methods first.

It was just that, looking at the magic of this era through the eyes of a witch, it was naturally a bit lackluster. Therefore, in order to better improve the sisters' strength, Dorothy had opened this crash course small classroom.

She intended to teach the sisters those spells she had magically modified and upgraded.

It was just that the young lady of the Witch Academy didn't have the ability to casually magically modify and upgrade magic. Being able to upgrade the originally crude and inefficient mortal magic into powerful and efficient witch magic was something only the Witch of the Forest could accomplish.

Although everyone present was her good sister and all were her own people who could be completely trusted, this really wasn't a question of trust. The influence of the Witch of the Forest persona was a bit frightening, so it was better not to drop it if she could avoid it.

Fortunately, Dorothy now had a ready-made scapegoat by her side. Dorothy the little witch magically modifying magic sounded a bit scary, but if it were Lord Shen Wang doing this, it would be very reasonable. So, the Home Witch directly pushed Di Di Nisha onto the podium, wanting to ask this good sister to help teach the sisters new magic.

Regarding this, Miss Shepherdess was originally a bit apprehensive, worried that she would mislead the students, but after Dorothy sacrificed a bit of her integrity and acted a little spoiled and pleaded a few times, Di Di Nisha couldn't resist and gave in to her, then started acting as this magic teacher.

And afterwards, Dorothy discovered that this method was unexpectedly useful. Having Di Di Nisha teach was far more effective than her going up to teach herself.

For one thing, Di Di Nisha, this future Lord Shen Wang, really had a very strong aura. Which witch would have the guts to slack off in front of Lord Shen Wang? Once she stood on the podium, even Alice, that silly sister who had always disliked studying, could only obediently sit up straight and bury her head in hard study.

If this had been Dorothy going up herself, Alice would definitely have long since pounced into her arms, acting spoiled and cute, begging to be let off.

For another, Di Di Nisha was really good at teaching people. Anyway, Dorothy felt that this good sister taught much better than she did. She explained things very thoroughly, and even when she listened from the side, she felt she benefited a lot. If she were to go up on stage, she couldn't explain things this well.

It was just that, historically, the eight branches of witches were originally created and taught to witches by Lord Shen Wang. Lord Shen Wang could actually be considered the grandmaster of all witches, so having such powerful teaching ability was normal.

Although Di Di Nisha hadn't been able to awaken yet, what she lacked was only the power of a witch; that wisdom had not been affected.

Of the new magic taught in class these days, sixty percent was created by Dorothy, while the remaining forty percent was created by Di Di Nisha herself.

Although the two sisters were actually secretly competing, this was actually a form of healthy competition. Whenever a new spell was created, the two sisters would exchange ideas, and that would lead directly to mutual progress. This efficiency was far higher than one person just blindly pondering there.

For so many years, in the field of learning, this was the first time the Home Witch had seen someone who could keep up with her pace. In the field of magic, Di Di Nisha was just like her; she could easily learn something once, immediately become proficient, and after pondering a little, she could innovate.

It was just that, although it looked like the same learning talent, if one compared them carefully, there were still some subtle differences between the two.

For example, Dorothy's talent was more intuitive; her strange inspiration could always easily allow her to come up with some novel and useful new spells. But she mostly only cared about her own fun and didn't care whether others could learn them or not.

For example, her Witch's Coin game, Wang Qi Shu, Dian Hua Shu, and other special magic from before, although they were also listed for sale in the Mana Web library, actually not many witches could learn them. The entry threshold for these spells was too high, and witches without enough talent found learning them like reading a heavenly book.

But regarding this, Dorothy was also very helpless. She didn't know how to explain it to others either. After all, many things in it were as simple as one plus one equals two in her eyes, and it was a matter of course. She still couldn't understand why others couldn't figure out these simple truths no matter what.

And Di Di Nisha's talent was clearly more rational. The magic structures she created were often incomparably clear and distinct, progressing from the simple to the profound, interlocking, and extremely exquisite.

Although this way of thinking, which was overly particular about rationality and logic, made her slightly inferior to Dorothy in terms of creativity, in terms of ease of learning and stability, Di Di Nisha's magic was much stronger than Dorothy's.

To summarize slightly, Dorothy's talent was like a landscape painting in ink and wash, paying more attention to the artistic conception, while Di Di Nisha's talent was more like a sketch, paying more attention to realism.

It was hard to say who was more excellent between the two; one could only say that each had its own strengths and weaknesses.

But once the two cooperated like this, it was directly seamless.

Dorothy was now responsible for spell development, while Di Di Nisha would do some refinement and translation work for those spells during class, translating descriptions like "do this and that and then this and it'll be fine," "add an appropriate amount of mana," or "it's about this time," which left ordinary people with question marks, into language that ordinary people could also understand.

In short, this cooperation was very comfortable. Dorothy even felt a bit of secret resentment that she hadn't had such a good partner before. If that had been the case, some of the spells in the Witch series that had polarized reputations could also have easily become bestsellers.

It was just a pity that this Di Di Nisha in the Witch's Night was her good sister, while the Di Di Nisha in the real world outside was the high and mighty Lord Shen Wang.

Having Lord Shen Wang act as an assistant for a little witch like her—even the Home Witch wasn't that puffed up.

"Little Little Yaojing, what plans do you have next?"

Senior Sister Mia reached out and took these textbooks with some difficulty. She withdrew her gaze from the classroom over there, then looked at the beloved in front of her, and asked in a low voice.

Her somewhat aimless question was a bit baffling, but Dorothy still understood the Senior Sister's subtext.

That was, if Lord Shen Wang didn't awaken and everyone didn't have the power of a witch, then how were they to contend with the angels behind the church next?

Even if the new magic taught in the classroom now had the power of witch magic, could the lackluster crowd really bring the power of these spells to the extreme?

Weak mortals were unable to contend with terrifying natural disasters; this was a truth known to everyone in the Western Universe.

Regarding this, the smile on Dorothy's face also froze. Her brows were tightly locked, and then she sighed.

"Alright, Senior Sister, to tell you the truth, I don't know what to do next either. For over a month, I've been thinking about ways to solve the problem, but so far I haven't thought of any feasible good ideas. I can only take it one step at a time."

Facing Senior Sister Mia, the Home Witch had nothing to hide, and she confessed with a bitter face.

"Is that so? Haha, that's truly rare. There's actually a problem that even you, Little Little Yaojing, can't solve."

After hearing this, Senior Sister Mia chuckled. She blinked her eyes, then reached out and patted the shoulder of the beloved in front of her.

"Then work hard, Little Little Yaojing. I believe you will definitely have a way later. The path you chose yourself, no matter how bitter or tired, you still have to finish walking it, don't you?"

After saying this, the wealthy Senior Sister carried the textbooks and joined Lord Shen Wang's small classroom, leaving only the Home Witch standing there with a bitter face.

"It's not that easy. Lord Shen Wang back then still had the world consciousness to provide a cheat, but I can't contact the world consciousness right now."

Dorothy thought to herself.

Then...

"Wait, contact the world consciousness? Right, that's it."

The Home Witch's eyes lit up, followed by wild joy.

She discovered that she had been stuck in a dead end these days. The key to the Shen Wang awakening was actually the gift of the world consciousness, not Di Di Nisha suffering.

That fire execution was actually just a means to let Di Di Nisha's consciousness resonate with the world consciousness and for the two to make contact, but it wasn't the only means.

If she could find a way for Di Di Nisha to make contact with the world consciousness mentally without having to suffer, then she could awaken just the same.

Thinking of this, the light in Dorothy's eyes grew brighter and brighter. This line of thinking indeed had feasibility.

A good start is half the battle; once a solution is found for even the most difficult problem, the rest of the matter becomes much simpler.

"Although there aren't many ways to let mortals talk to the world consciousness, it's not like there are none. At the very least, there are several ways in the future of the witch world. Damn it, this cursed memory seal."

The Home Witch reached out and rubbed her temples, then entered a state of deep thought.

She had seen relevant records in the Mana Web library before, but because of the memory seal, the specific content of that knowledge was gone from her mind, leaving only the book title and some simple descriptions.

But this was actually enough.

"Emmmmm.... excluding those methods that have the support and intervention of other powers, communicating with the world purely by relying on the mortal's own power..... hmm, got it, but is this a bit too disrespectful?"

Dorothy tried hard to flip through her memory palace and indeed quickly found a way, but it was a pity that this method also made her expression become strange.

Because what she finally found wasn't any normal ritual, but the world-destroying forbidden spell she had only learned from the Frost Witch not long ago—the End of the World Requiem Spear that offers eternal silence to this crazy world. (Chapter 317)

This forbidden spell was originally created by the desperate people of that other world in order to kill the crazy world mother. Its purpose for existence was to kill the world consciousness.

And if one wanted to kill the world consciousness, one naturally needed to understand how to find the world consciousness; otherwise, you wouldn't even have a target, so how could you kill it?

Therefore, this forbidden spell had an automatic target-seeking mechanism. As long as the forbidden spell was activated, this spear would directly and automatically lock onto the world consciousness of the target world.

It was just that the world consciousness of the witch world was a true biological mother; she had always been open-hearted to the witches. Now, using such an inauspicious way to find one's own mother—wasn't this a bit too unfilial?

It was just that, if one could slightly modify this forbidden spell and remove the offensive part, this forbidden spell could actually become a method specifically for targeted contact with the world consciousness.

Theoretically, this was feasible, but the problem was that Dorothy had now forgotten how this forbidden spell was cast. Without a template, how could she modify it?

Fortunately, although she had forgotten how to cast the forbidden spell, Dorothy still remembered the process of how the people of that miserable other world had created this forbidden spell when she saw it on that stone slab back then.

Even if this memory wasn't that complete and many parts involving mysticism were hazy, as if they had been censored, the problem wasn't that big. These could be compensated for later by thinking of ways herself.

"Emmmmm..... sacrifice to heaven? This is indeed a way, but the difficulty is a bit high."

Watching the scene in her memory where the survivors of that other world held the God-Slaying Spear high amidst singing and dancing during a grand sacrifice to heaven, Dorothy could barely guess the method these people used to locate the world consciousness.

There is a natural connection between the world and living beings, just as there is inevitably a blood connection between a mother and her children. This kind of connection cannot be cut by anything, just like some people, even if they say they are cutting off the mother-daughter relationship, cannot really go and replace all the blood in their bodies.

Therefore, there are many curse spells in the magic world that use this kind of connection, such as using the blood of someone's relatives to curse and kill them. Some vicious curses can even directly erase a powerful family; as long as that blood flows in the body, it will be affected by the curse.

This Spear of the End was guided by the connection between the world's dominant race and the world consciousness, and it strengthened this connection with a grand sacrifice to heaven.

It was just....

"Then the problem comes: the faith of this world has almost been plucked clean by the angels. If I want to hold a sacrifice to heaven, I have to compete with the angels for people first."

Dorothy's brows locked tightly again.

One had to know that when it came to gathering faith, those angels were all professionals, and the Radiant Church had already been operating in this world for hundreds of years. Wanting to snatch believers from under the hands of those angels in a situation of late-mover disadvantage was not an easy thing.

It was just....

Dorothy thought for a moment, then reached out her hand, and an ordinary-looking engineering hammer appeared out of thin air in her hand.

This is the Canon of Destiny.

Its name is "Genesis."

.... Home Witch in thought....