Chapter 514

"I looked, and there before me was a white horse! Its rider held a bow, and she was given a crown, and she rode out as a conqueror bent on conquest."

The God King's majestic and stern voice echoed in the night sky, but...

Well, nothing happened.

Dorothy, who had been waiting to see the big shot show off her skills, suddenly had question marks over her head, not knowing what her childhood sweetheart was trying to do.

You were so serious before, I thought you were going to use a big ultimate move, but it turned out to be all thunder and no rain.

The Home Witch thought to herself.

But as she thought, the Home Witch frowned; her intuition had just stirred.

Following that intuition, Dorothy looked up and saw the aura of calamity, invisible to mortals, beginning to surge in the sky.

Because the world was dying, these auras of calamity had actually been leaking everywhere, and many disaster beasts were born from this.

It's just that these auras of calamity are invisible to the human eye; only those with relatively high intuition can occasionally see these black, ominous auras leaking from the earth and shooting straight into the sky like wolf smoke.

Dorothy naturally didn't lack intuition, so at this moment, she saw it very clearly: the aura of calamity that had originally been leaking out normally was now being forcibly extracted as if by a giant vacuum cleaner, beginning to surge madly from underground.

Very quickly, the sky was shrouded by the calamity aura that had piled up into clouds, and the massive clouds of calamity covered the sky and began to stack and churn.

Thump, thump, thump...

A sound like a heartbeat, or perhaps the movement of an embryo, echoed from the depths of the dark clouds of calamity.

After thirteen heartbeats and thirteen fetal movements, the dark clouds split from the center, and a pure white figure walked out from within that infinite holy light.

That was a knight riding a white horse, wearing a magnificent priest's robe made of white silk; she held a bow and arrow in her hand and wore a crown on her head, looking just like a messenger of God.

However, when that white knight riding the white horse descended from the sky and walked slowly toward them, the Home Witch only looked at her a few times before feeling restless and uneasy; a kind of great terror suddenly enveloped her body, soul, and heart.

For a time, countless rebellious thoughts rose in the Home Witch's heart.

"So annoying, why do things have to be so troublesome? It's all Sophie Sophie Liya's fault; I want to beat her up."

"And that so-called Lord of Radiance, why is she causing trouble when she's bored? She'd be better off dead."

"The God King too, she definitely used me as a toy or a tool, right? How can I, a noble transmigrator, be beneath others?"

"Witches too, I'm tired of these high-and-mighty witches; perhaps watching those tall towers collapse would be more interesting."

"Why should I be a salted fish? I'm so powerful, I can do whatever I want; I am the God of the new world."

Thoughts of this kind constantly rose in Dorothy's heart, and as these rebellious evil thoughts continued to surge, her body even began to become uncontrollable.

Her eyes refused to see, her nose refused to smell, her ears refused to hear...

Her limbs were no longer controlled by her brain, and her internal organs began to go on strike...

It was as if every inch of her flesh and blood suddenly had self-awareness, and everyone suddenly didn't want to continue being a whole and were clamoring to split up.

Fortunately, the Home Witch frowned, and a dragon's roar echoed from the depths of her soul; then, the Zhai Wuhun of the Ruined Dragon King appeared behind her, and the tenacious will from the Unyielding Zhai Wuhun forcibly suppressed all disobedience, causing her body and soul to return to normal.

And that white knight seemed to sense her actions, tilting her head slightly to look at Dorothy, and from the shadow of the priest's robe's hood, a face identical to Dinisha's was revealed.

"My name is Strife."

The pure white knight nodded at the Home Witch and said so, then the visor lowered again; she came before Dinisha, dismounted, and respectfully knelt on one knee.

"When the Lamb opened the second seal, I heard the second living creature say, 'Come.'"

"Then another horse came out, a fiery red one. Its rider was given power to take peace from the earth and to make people kill each other. To him was given a large sword."

And Dinisha's chanting continued; at this moment, she had just finished reciting this second sentence.

Thus, the aura of calamity gathered again, and the dark clouds of calamity in the sky became even thicker; after another thirteen heartbeats and thirteen fetal movements, the dark clouds split again, and a torrential rain began to fall from the sky.

But this torrential rain, invisible and imperceptible to mortals, was of an ominous scarlet color.

That was a rain of blood.

A scarlet red knight rode a red horse out from the rain; the armor on her body was ruined but ferocious, and an exceptionally large sword was arrogantly carried on her shoulder.

Likewise, when this scarlet knight also walked slowly forward, the Home Witch, who had just regained her calm, once again detected something unusual.

"Kill, kill, kill..."

"Kill them all, loot them all, burn them all..."

"Avenge your grudges, vent your hatred, do it..."

"Wealth is mine, beauties are mine, power is mine, it's all mine..."

A terrifying killing intent emerged from the bottom of Dorothy's heart; driven by this killing intent, her blood surged, and she wished she could immediately draw her sword and hack everything around her to pieces.

But the Home Witch ultimately didn't move; no matter how surging the killing intent was, her eyes remained clear, and the irritable beast raging in her heart was still firmly locked in its cage.

The scarlet knight also tilted her head in surprise to look at the Home Witch, and the wolf-head visor lifted, revealing a face identical to Dinisha's.

"My name is War."

The War Knight nodded and said so.

Then she also came before Dinisha, dismounted, bowed her head, and knelt on one knee.

"When the Lamb opened the third seal, I heard the third living creature say, 'Come.'"

"I looked, and there before me was a black horse! Its rider was holding a pair of scales in his hand. Then I heard what sounded like a voice among the four living creatures, saying, 'A quart of wheat for a day's wages, and three quarts of barley for a day's wages, and do not damage the oil and the wine!'"

At this moment, Dinisha recited the third sentence of the chant.

Thus, the aura of calamity surged from underground like a tornado, connecting to the dark clouds of calamity in the sky.

Another thirteen heartbeats, thirteen fetal movements...

Dorothy's nose twitched; she smelled an alluring aroma, a deliciousness that was hard to describe in words, making one's stomach revolt just by smelling it, saliva secreting madly, and an inexplicable hunger beginning to dominate one's will.

Well, it was as if she had been starving for several months.

And appetite is one of the two most fundamental needs of living beings; people who are extremely hungry are often no different from zombies.

Then she heard the sound of hooves again; a knight wearing simple black linen clothes came riding a black horse, holding a pair of scales in her hand.

On one end of the scales was money, and on the other were some common foods like rice and oil.

That aroma, which tempted one to commit crimes, made one's mouth water, and made one's stomach protest repeatedly, was emitted from those simplest grains and oils.

To this, Dorothy just rubbed her stomach, then silently took out a small piece of the huge beef leg she had roasted earlier that day from her magic pocket, and then directly tore off a small slice of beef.

Immediately, a meat aroma that was even more alluring, as if it encompassed all the deliciousness in the world, drifted out.

Gurgle...

A sound like thunder rang out again.

But this wasn't Dorothy's stomach growling, but the black horse knight.

"My name is Famine."

Tears slid from the corners of the black horse knight's mouth, which was also identical to Dinisha's; she swallowed a mouthful of saliva, then looked reluctantly at the beef leg in front of the Home Witch, before stepping forward to come before the God King, kneeling down with the two predecessors to wait for orders.

"When the Lamb opened the fourth seal, I heard the fourth living creature say, 'Come.'"

"I looked, and there before me was a pale horse! Its rider was named Death, and Hades was following close behind him."

At this time, Dinisha recited the fourth sentence.

Thus, the violent aura of calamity was no longer a tornado, but a waterfall flowing backward; for a moment, Dorothy felt the whole world was pitch black, and in that pitch-black darkness where she couldn't see her own fingers, she saw the last knight walking slowly toward her.

That was a knight wearing a pale green cloak.

She held a long scythe in her hand, rode a withered gray horse, and was surrounded by death-gray mist.

However, upon seeing the withered and thin figure of this knight, even with the Zhai Wuhun's support, Dorothy still felt the hair all over her body stand on end.

Because, although that person and horse were withered and weak, the shadow they cast behind them seemed to cover the entire world, with billions of dead souls wailing and cursing within it.

In the gray mist behind her, endless ghost hands chased after this knight one after another, as if trying to hold her back.

However, everything was ultimately in vain; the footsteps of that thin gray horse, which seemed like it would stop breathing at any moment, were slow but incomparably firm.

Just like the name of this knight.

Her name is Death.

As Death approached, even Dorothy couldn't quite hold up, but at this moment, countless green lights suddenly emerged from her body.

That was the pure life force condensed from five hundred years of life essence liquid.

This life force collided with the death-gray mist, and the two canceled each other out.

However, this Death Knight didn't care at all; she just walked past the Home Witch calmly and firmly.

In the moment they brushed past each other, Dorothy also caught a glimpse of her face under the pale green tattered cloak.

It was not Dinisha's face like the first three knights, but a skull with no flesh left, only pale white bone.

Although Dorothy, with her solid foundation in necromancy and bone knowledge, recognized at a glance that this was Dinisha's withered bone.

Well, beauty lies in the bone, not the skin; bone beauty is the true beauty, and the shape of this skull was perfect.

Dorothy thought to herself.

And as if sensing this, the Death Knight, who hadn't cared about anything just a moment ago, turned her head 180 degrees and stared strangely at the Home Witch with her empty eye sockets.

This gave Dorothy a start, and the Home Witch immediately glared back.

"What are you staring at? You're the most impolite of the four, you didn't even state your name."

Although this skeleton didn't even have vocal cords, the Home Witch felt that this wasn't a reason for the other party to ignore her just now.

Hmph, don't think that just because you're Death, you're all that.

In this strange staring contest, the Death Knight was the first to look away; she turned her head again and, like the previous three knights, dismounted and knelt.

"They were given power over a fourth of the earth to kill by sword, famine and plague, and by the wild beasts of the earth."

(I'm not sure what the original text of the "Book of Revelation" means by "wild beasts" here; my personal understanding is that it's a metaphor for power struggles: Strife triggers war, war triggers famine, famine triggers plague, bringing about death.)

At this time, the majestic God King closed the sheepskin book in her hand; she held the Shepherd's Staff in her right hand and, as if driving a flock of sheep or knighting a knight, tapped lightly on the shoulders of the four knights before her.

With this, the ritual was complete.

The four knights raised their heads, each nodded to the God King, then they each mounted their own horses and rode off with their respective missions.

And the direction they were heading was...

The Kingdom of Radiance.

"Wow, awesome, amazing, my sister! What kind of magic is this? Teach me, it's so cool."

The four knights had just ridden away, and the God King was still standing there watching their backs, but a boisterous voice sounded from behind her.

God King: "..."

After a brief moment of silence, the shepherdess turned around, and having returned to her usual gentle self, she looked at her sister with some helplessness.

"Dorothy, it's not that I don't want to teach you, it's just that this really can't be taught. This is the Apocalypse Judgment of the 'Book of Revelation'; if you want to learn it, you must first gain the recognition of the Book of Revelation."

Dinisha pushed the sheepskin book in her hand toward her sister, signaling her to try if she didn't believe it.

Of course, she was certain that her sister couldn't learn it; after all, this is a book of vengeance, and only those who have lost everything and have nothing but the fire of hatred burning in their hearts can gain the recognition of the "Book of Revelation."

A happy child like Dorothy couldn't learn it, and she didn't need to learn it; after all, compared to the "Book of Revelation," she already had a better path more suited to her, didn't she?

"Ah, this, then forget it."

Hearing this, Dorothy shook her head and withdrew the hand that had almost touched it.

She looked down at the small hammer at her waist again.

"'Genesis,' you'd better hurry up and step up. Look at the style of others, and then look at yourself, who can only be used to crack walnuts. Don't you feel ashamed?"

The Home Witch educated her little hammer in her heart, feeling that it wasn't living up to expectations.

It's just a pity that "Genesis" didn't possess intelligence; otherwise, it would definitely have jumped up and given this good-for-nothing master a hammer blow.

... Dorothy is hoping for her hammer to become talented...