Chapter 498: The Witch's Burden

Dorothy was truly speechless regarding this group of angel witches. These fellows were truly capable of nothing but spoiling everything; she really didn't know what kind of sin the God King had committed to end up with such a group of useless descendants.

Watching as a fight was about to break out below, the Home Witch felt somewhat helpless.

However, after thinking about Dinisha's personality, she figured, fine. If one followed the personality of this good sister who treated people like sheep from the very beginning, it didn't seem strange at all that these angel witches had become what they were now. After all, what could one really expect from a flock of sheep that had lost the restraint of their shepherd?

Only the angel witches commanded by the God King were the true one of the three great royal clans. Once the God King let go and stopped caring, the flock would always be sheep; even if they possessed power not inferior to true beasts, they would never become true beasts.

And now that everyone else was just there for the fun of it, Dorothy actually wanted to watch the show too, but this president's meeting was initiated by her after all. As the host, she had the responsibility to maintain order at the scene.

Moreover, her hands had been itching to test the performance of her magic equipment earlier, but facing the Demon King larva, no fight had broken out. Now that someone had thrown themselves into the line of fire, she couldn't be blamed for this.

At that moment, the Home Witch slightly released her magic restraints. That terrifying magic power, already reaching over 500,000 Total Mana, just by flowing naturally, created a suffocating atmosphere as turbulent as a sea under a storm, and an invisible pressure directly enveloped the entire venue.

This directly caused the three angel witches who were still confronting each other over there, as well as the other onlookers, to tremble, and they found it difficult to move on the spot.

At this moment, a most primitive fear welled up from the hearts of everyone, as if you were rowing a small boat on the water, but beneath the deep surface, a monster whose smallest tooth was larger than your boat was staring fixedly at the bottom of your boat. That wordless fear made people's minds go blank subconsciously, and they couldn't even come up with the thought of running away; they only knew how to stand stupidly in place.

This was the effect of Dragon Might.

Of course, those present were not ordinary people after all, so very quickly, some witches broke free from that extreme fear. But before they could act, the resistance that had just risen was suddenly dissolved by a gentle force.

That feeling was just like when you were about to be overwhelmed by anger and wanted to cause a scene regardless of everything, but your mother gently hugged you from behind. At that moment, your anger was calmed, and that temporary courage you had to do anything vanished, and you could no longer find that state from just before.

This was the effect of the power of faith influencing the human heart.

Under this double blow, for a time, most of the witches present had almost completely lost their ability to resist. Only a very few people could barely support themselves, but it was also very strenuous. Only the heads of the top ten clubs were able to withstand the pressure with relative ease.

But the problem was that this pressure covering the entire venue was only the aftermath of the eldest young lady's true pressure, and the true targets of the pressure were those three angel witches, especially Meredith, who had been jumping the most.

Well, Yvette and Phoenix were just half-kneeling on the ground; although it was a bit strenuous, at least they weren't suffering.

As for Meredith, this angel witch young lady fell directly to her knees on the ground. She tried her best to struggle to stand up, but it was as if an invisible weight field was covering her. The harder she struggled, the greater the pressing force became. Until the end, the hard concrete floor under the knees of this arrogant angel witch young lady cracked in large areas, and Meredith herself was directly pressed to the ground in a prostrate posture.

At this moment, the witches deeply understood the truth of the saying that fame often exceeds reality.

My god, this eldest young lady was much stronger than the rumors, okay? Wasn't it said that the eldest young lady only had great talent, but her magic power was actually poor, with only a few tens of thousands of Total Mana?

The witches swallowed their saliva one after another, and then silently bowed their heads to the big shot.

Even Madeline and others who were very familiar with Dorothy were wide-eyed at this time, unable to believe it for a while, especially Alice. The little witch's wide eyes really made her doubt whether the incomparably domineering eldest young lady on the stage was really the sister who had always been gentle and lazy.

Of course, Dorothy herself didn't care much about this. At this time, her state was slightly special.

Just like when she used the Zhai Wuhun body, she would be influenced by the Fairy King's personality, becoming combative and asking for a beating, the Moon God avatar she was using now was the same.

Although when she first split the Moon God avatar, Dorothy expected to create a well-behaved and obedient good child—after all, having the Fairy King as a problematic avatar was already regrettable enough—but everyone knew what happened later. The personality of this Moon God avatar had a slightly small problem of a hundred million points.

Beauty, gentle maternity, cruel decisiveness, military leadership, iron ambition, and finally earthiness—these constituted the personality of the Moon God avatar.

Of course, for now, the Moon God avatar had been staying obediently in the Moon Rabbit World, leading the Moon Rabbits to rebuild their home, and hadn't caused any trouble, so the Home Witch was relieved. She thought that the personality of this avatar wasn't actually as bad as she had imagined. Wasn't this quite obedient? This was much more worry-free than the Fairy King.

However, now.

When her power was weak before, the influence of this avatar's personality on her wasn't great, but now that she had activated the Ring of Faith on her head and truly started to call upon the power of the Moon God avatar, at this moment, the Home Witch only felt that she was incredibly high.

Hmm, she was extremely excited now, as if there was a fire burning in her heart. She only felt that she had endless energy all over her body, and she wished she could directly drill her finger into her temple to physically open a hole in her brain for fun.

Of course, she wouldn't really do that, because while excited, her brain was also very calm, as if her whole body was full of fire, but her brain was a piece of unmeltable thousand-year cold ice. This wonderful feeling of ice and fire was indeed very magical.

Dorothy had been quite curious about what kind of weird personality "gentle yet cruel, cruel yet gentle" was when she looked at the personality traits of the Moon God avatar before. Now she understood.

When friends come, there is fine wine; when enemies come, there are shotguns.

Originally, Dorothy just wanted to stabilize the order at the scene and let the three angel witches who were about to fight calm down a little, but as soon as this power was released, things became what they were now.

Her own personality wouldn't be so decisive, or rather, so quick to turn her back as flipping a book, but the Moon God avatar could—cruel decisiveness, combined with the will of iron ambition...

Emmmm, it could only be said that it was terrifying.

Damn it, this was an avatar even more troublesome than the Fairy King. Damn, compared to this Moon God avatar, the Fairy King was like a street thug who could fight and a true underworld big shot. I'm numb.

But, wait, this seemed to be my avatar, and the personality elements were all stripped from me. Am I such a person who loves to cause trouble?

For a moment, the Home Witch fell into self-doubt.

What a joke, she was a harmless Home Witch, and her biggest dream was just to become a real estate tycoon and then start lying flat. How was this dangerous?

Damn it, why were my avatars one by one more ferocious than the other, even though I was so lazy? Where did the problem go wrong? It couldn't be that because the main body was too lazy, these other traits that had been suppressed for a long time rebounded at the bottom in the avatar, right?

In the consciousness space, the Home Witch's consciousness was shaking with anger for a while.

Of course, just like if she wanted to, she could suppress the impulse of the Fairy King Zhai Wuhun that wanted to seek death every moment to have a hearty duel with others or be heartily duelled.

At this time, facing the decisiveness and coldness of the Moon God avatar, Dorothy could actually still control it; after all, she was the main body.

However, still the same sentence: she could control it, but it was truly unnecessary.

After all, she thought about it with her brain, which already had a built-in cooling effect and could be overclocked, and found that the Moon God avatar's approach had no problems, and even had great benefits.

After all, a new official takes three fires. This newly established team was really too loose, and it needed to be intimidated to facilitate future management.

And now that the chicken had delivered itself to the door, it would be a waste if she didn't kill the chicken to warn the monkeys.

Tsk, it could only be said that the Moon God avatar was worthy of having the attribute of military leadership. This ability to lead a team had already become an instinct. When it was time to act, she acted. What she pursued was decisiveness in killing, with the style of a great general.

So, it was fine. Since I couldn't bear to be that ruthless myself and wasn't that crisp and decisive, then I would leave it to the professionals.

Dorothy's main consciousness chose to lie flat. She gave up interfering and resisting, and let this Moon God avatar follow her feelings and perform.

"Have you calmed down yet?"

The Home Witch walked down from the stage. She walked very slowly and steadily, coming to the three people step by step, and then asked with a smile.

That smile was as gentle as ever, even if limited by the eldest young lady's style where one couldn't see much of her face at all, it could still give people the feeling that this person was definitely smiling gently.

Although the lenses of those clumsy and old-fashioned black-rimmed glasses only reflected cold light at this time, which made people terrified and afraid to say more.

Facing such a kind smile, and feeling the pressure on her body as if carrying a mountain, Yvette and Phoenix were very sensible, and the two nodded frantically.

Thus, the next moment, the pressure on the two of them eased, and even a gentle force smoothed out the pain they had just felt, making the two almost cry out in comfort.

"If you've calmed down, then you're good children. Don't be so impatient next time. Think twice before you act in everything."

Dorothy reached out and gently pulled the two half-kneeling people up from the ground, and then educated them very seriously, as if she were really a mother educating her daughters.

"Mm-hmm..."

The two angel witches nodded quickly again.

Moved? I really didn't dare to move.

The two promised that they would never forget the sentence "think twice before you act" in their lives.

Regarding this, the Home Witch also nodded with satisfaction, and the smile on her face finally had some warmth.

Good children who could correct their mistakes were really gratifying to her, but it was a pity that not all children could be so sensible.

Her gaze moved away from Yvette and Phoenix, and then she looked down at Meredith, who was maintaining a prostrate posture on the ground.

"Good will. It seems you still have some backbone, and you're not really useless after all."

Looking at the angel witch who still hadn't given up struggling even in the face of such a huge gap, Dorothy spoke, first praising her like this.

Afterwards, she shook her head again.

"It's just that you're a bit stupid. You actually still think that I'm deliberately targeting you because of your refusal, and that I want to force you to submit through violence so that I can conquer you?"

The Home Witch's gaze pierced directly into the heart of the angel witch on the ground, and then asked like this.

"Hehe, isn't it? Eldest young lady, although you are indeed stronger now, a proud angel will never submit to strong power."

Meredith also raised her head with difficulty. This blue-eyed, blonde beauty was already a bit disheveled at this time, covered in dust, with a trace of blood on her forehead, but her eyes were still arrogant and unyielding.

As long as one held faith in one's heart, there was nothing that could make the noble God King's descendants submit, except for the God King herself; they didn't submit to anyone.

And such a performance actually surprised Dorothy a little.

Good fellow, this was actually a fanatic of the God King, not a true waste like the Saint Son faction she had led a team to catch before, who just wanted to use the God King's prestige to enjoy privileges.

She could see that the angel witch in front of her really wanted to defend the master she believed in, that is, the God King's prestige, from the bottom of her heart. Her actions and remarks just now were true thoughts from her heart, not for her own selfish desires.

She hated Sophie Liya because this student council president bore the bloodline of a sinner, which was a blasphemy against the noble God King's bloodline, so she wouldn't save such a mongrel who blasphemed the divine blood.

She was hostile to her, this eldest young lady, also because she had actually used the God King's prestige to establish her own power just now. What a disrespectful act, simply a heretic.

She frantically retorted to Yvette and Phoenix, the two compatriots, also simply because these two wastes had really lost the God King's face and damaged the reputation of the God King's religion.

Hmm, she was truly someone who thought of the God King everywhere, thought of the God King's religion, and didn't mix in personal grievances at all.

And the only personal emotion was that she felt the eldest young lady was really narrow-minded, actually unable to tolerate a person who refused. She had just refused, and was deliberately targeted. With this kind of capacity, even if she had power, it would be difficult to achieve great things.

Anyway, she had already decided in her heart that no matter how the eldest young lady tortured her later, she wouldn't submit today. Even if she died, she wouldn't work for the eldest young lady. A noble angel witch wouldn't bow her head to someone who blasphemed the God King's glory even if she died.

And regarding this, Dorothy thought for a while, and then nodded.

"Hmm, that's right, you didn't think completely wrong, at least half right. I really am a person with no capacity. Treating you like this now is really because you refused me and were still jumping so much, so I treated you as the chicken to warn the monkeys."

The Home Witch admitted it readily.

Laugh to death, she was never a big shot. What did a civil engineering witch need capacity for? Compared to big cakes like greater interests and greater goals, she was more vulgar; she just wanted her thoughts to be clear.

A gentleman takes revenge, and turns around to take it.

Just...

"But it's a pity, you were a bit self-indulgent about the rest. I don't need to force you to work for me. Forgive me for being blunt, but with your sparse and ordinary skills, you really don't deserve that treatment."

Dorothy suddenly felt a bit listless. She had thought this was a clown jumping around, and she would feel better slapping her face, but now that she looked, this was just a fool with a stupid brain. Bullying such a fool was really a bit boring.

She was also too lazy to waste saliva explaining and refuting this fanatic whose brain circuit was completely filled with faith in the God King.

Those were useless. If fanatics could be easily persuaded by lip service, they wouldn't be called fanatics.

For such people, you only need to say "ah yes yes yes, that's what you think." The more you argue with her, the more proud she becomes, and the more energetic she gets.

She still had a lot of work to do later, okay? She really didn't have the time to waste on such meaningless things.

So, she withdrew her magic power and gave this disheveled angel witch freedom.

"Senior, please do as you please, I won't see you off."

She said so frankly.

Then she thought about it and added another sentence.

"After you see Dinisha later, it's better not to mention today's events. This is for your own good, remember."

Meredith: "???"

The angel witch who had just regained her freedom hadn't reacted yet, but then she looked angrily at this arrogant witch who dared to call the God King's name directly again. She wished she could immediately pull out her magic wand and give this heretic a judgment.

But she wasn't a fool either. After seeing the huge gap in strength between the two sides, she still suppressed her anger and then flicked her sleeves and left.

"The Saint Blood Nun has no secrets. I will not hide anything from the God King. You should take care of yourself, disrespectful person."

The angel witch left this sentence and then flicked her sleeves and left. She wanted to find a way to meet the God King and then do her best to work for the master she believed in.

Regarding this, Dorothy was also a bit helpless.

Sigh, it's hard to persuade a ghost who is looking for death with kind words. Later, I have to send a message to remind Dinisha not to be too ruthless and beat the person to death.

Thinking of how her good sister, who spoiled her so much that even she felt it was a bit excessive, would react if she knew about the questioning of this silly senior just now, the Home Witch silently watched the back of this angel witch senior leaving, and then lit a candle for her in her heart.

I hope this child can still be strong after being disliked by the master she believes in, Dimen.

The Home Witch is praying.

5000 words, didn't find a good breaking point, damn, my knife technique has regressed. That, are there any monthly tickets left? I ask with confidence.

(End of chapter)