Chapter 523: Xia Wa

"Dinesha, are you sure we won't run into trouble like this?"

Dorothy glanced around nervously, then whispered to her childhood friend and good sister beside her.

No matter how she looked at it, the two of them, as commanders of their army, running straight into the enemy's base camp was a bit like intentionally handing over their heads.

Although she wasn't lacking in Mana now and her combat power should be considered decent, two fists were no match for four hands; if the angels on the opposite side swarmed them, she would feel a bit troubled.

Of course, what she feared most wasn't the siege of those angels, but the true big boss behind the Radiant God Kingdom, the King of Angels, the Radiant Lord.

Dorothy, no matter how inflated her ego was, hadn't reached the point of thinking she could trade blows with that great existence who had long stood at the ceiling of the world. If the Radiant Lord really took action, no matter how hard she resisted, the outcome would be like the Great Sage failing to jump out of the Five Finger Mountain—there would only be one result.

Fortunately, she wasn't alone this time; she had her good sister covering her.

But, could Dinesha really cover her now?

Dorothy was a bit uneasy. She also knew that while Dinesha was the God King, Dinesha was not the God King. The true God King naturally wouldn't fear the Radiant Lord, but Dinesha didn't have that strength right now.

"Rest assured, although she is watching us right now, she will not take action before the final battle between her and me."

Seeing her sister's cowardly look, the Shepherdess shook her head helplessly and offered comfort.

Upon hearing this, Dorothy breathed a sigh of relief.

What was that? The Radiant Lord wouldn't take action? Then it was fine. I declare that this Ark is my backyard; I can stroll wherever I want.

The Home Witch immediately became inflated.

Of course, she only thought that in her heart. As for her actions, she snapped her fingers with a *pop*, immediately casting an Acalin spell on herself and Dinesha, lowering their presence to the minimum.

Well, better safe than sorry. It was better to keep a low profile; after all, the two of them were just here for a casual stroll and weren't here to cause trouble today.

The two of them strolled through the crowded, filthy streets, but the passersby didn't notice the two beauties who looked nothing like mortals; the crowd just instinctively parted a path to let them pass.

"How did you think of coming here for a stroll?"

Dorothy couldn't help but ask out of curiosity.

"I just came to accompany you to relax. Weren't you quite concerned about the situation here during the meeting? Hearing others recount it isn't as clear as seeing it with your own eyes."

Dinesha answered this way, but then she thought for a moment and added.

"Besides, I actually wanted to see your roommate myself. She wants my recognition so badly, doesn't she? As an examiner, I naturally have to come and witness her performance personally."

"Uh..."

Dorothy was stunned for a few seconds before she reacted to her good sister's meaning.

Come to think of it, Sophie Liya's participation in this Witch's Night was actually to get one of the prizes, so she could become a Saint Child of the God King, gain the God King's support, and obtain freedom.

Although, because the changes in this Witch's Night were too great, Dorothy had almost forgotten that she was originally here to assist Sophie Liya.

"Oh, so you knew."

Now that she heard Dinesha bring this up voluntarily, the Home Witch felt inexplicably guilty for some reason.

Tsk, this good sister clearly denied being the God King herself every day, but now, how was she acting like this? You're playing 'selective God King' here, aren't you?

Of course, Dorothy's emotional intelligence wasn't low enough to express such feelings directly. She just scratched her head awkwardly, wondering if she should put in a good word for her roommate in front of her good sister right now.

After all, if she went to find the God King in reality to speak well of her, she estimated she'd be too cowardly to speak clearly. But in this dream, facing her childhood friend, she still had the guts.

However, the Shepherdess pressed a finger against the lips of her sister, who was about to speak.

"You know, I am only an avatar. Although I am indeed a part of the main body, it is difficult for me to truly make decisions on behalf of the main body. And my main body has a twisted personality; she is actually quite petty. If you speak well of other women in front of me, she might get jealous in her heart again, especially since the main body doesn't really like these so-called descendants of hers."

Ignoring the indignant emotions coming from the other side of her consciousness, Dinesha blinked and said so.

"Then how do you plan to test her?"

Dorothy helplessly closed her mouth, choosing to be selectively deaf, indicating that she absolutely hadn't heard anything about the God King being petty; her ears must have been broken just now.

"Hasn't the test already begun?"

To her sister's question, the Shepherdess smiled and answered.

Dorothy was stunned again, then realized something.

"The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse?"

"Hmm, the essence of the 'Apocalypse' isn't destruction, but judgment and testing. If she can truly survive this hurdle, she will receive the reward she wants."

Dinesha nodded.

And for this, Dorothy felt a bit of joy.

Her good sister's meaning was already very clear: as long as Sophie Liya could hold her ground and complete the test of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, she would be a Saint Child recognized by the God King. Even if the Radiant Lord really broke the seal, she couldn't take her away.

This gave Dorothy a sense of reassurance regarding Sophie Liya's path to freedom.

Of course, regarding their previous bet, Dorothy didn't think she would lose either. But she was a bit worried that even if she won, the Radiant Lord might not necessarily keep the promise.

She knew the overbearing and unreasonable nature of these 'parents' very well; back then, Long Ma had almost forcibly tied her home.

And now, Dinesha's promise gave Dorothy a sense of relief.

However...

Sophie Liya might not know that the God King was testing her, so could she pass that test?

Regarding this point, the Home Witch was a bit uncertain.

"Then what counts as passing the test?"

She asked again.

"Naturally, it's showing loyalty to the Witches. After all, the God King's Saint Child can only be a Witch, not an Angel, right?"

The Shepherdess didn't give a clear answer to this question; she played the riddle-maker.

"But as of now, her performance can't be called terrible; it can only be called 'wrongly outrageous'."

To this, Dorothy's fists hardened. She hated riddle-makers the most, but she was helpless.

The Home Witch closed her mouth; she had already talked too much. If she wasn't tactful, she feared that, as Dinesha had just said, a certain great existence might have an opinion.

Dorothy could only silently ponder Dinesha's riddle in her heart.

Loyalty to the Witches?

I am a Witch; would it count if Sophie Liya were loyal to me?

She thought so in her heart, but obviously, such ridiculous wordplay wouldn't get the God King's recognition.

Then it was very clear: the God King wanted to test Sophie Liya's loyalty to the Witch faction. After all, the God King might not care about Sophie Liya's bloodline tendencies, but as the King of Witches, she would absolutely not allow her Saint Child to be a white-eyed wolf with a heart leaning toward another race.

And in this regard, her roommate's performance...

The Home Witch fell silent. Her gaze looked into the distance, at the torrential rain outside this Noah's Ark, at the Witch World that was dying bit by bit because of the Horn of the Apocalypse.

Ah, this, isn't this completely finished?

Sophie Liya clearly wanted to be the God King's Saint Child, but now, in this Witch's Night, she was performing a literal 'killing your mother' in front of Dinesha. This...

Not even having succeeded in recognizing her mother, she first personally killed her own grandmother. This is 'filial piety to death'.

Cold sweat dripped down Dorothy's forehead. Now, even she didn't know how to speak well for her roommate; this was impossible to fix.

However, putting aside the destruction of the world, let's talk about racial tendencies. The former subjects of the Radiant God Kingdom and the subjects of the Magic Republic were of the same race; they were all predecessors of the Witch race. Historically, many Angel-Witches under the God King were once members of the Radiant Sect and were defectors won over by the God King.

After all, from a racial level, everyone was brothers and sisters. The high-level members of the Radiant Sect might truly be double-agents, but the vast majority of the bottom-level ordinary believers were just deceived by bad people.

And now, how were the ordinary people of the Radiant God Kingdom living?

Well, the 50 billion of the past died until only these 500 million remained, and those people didn't die from unavoidable causes, they were directly abandoned.

And look at the filthy, chaotic environment on Noah's Ark now, and then look at the environment of the noble forces on the second and third levels...

At this moment, Dorothy felt a bit of 'hate that iron doesn't become steel'.

Sophie Liya, oh Sophie Liya, how did you manage to perfectly avoid all the correct answers? You should have gotten one or two right even by guessing.

The Home Witch was truly speechless.

However, thinking about her roommate's personality, she could more or less understand her mindset.

This Witch's Night was just a game. As long as the game was won, who would care about the way of winning? Who would care about how many cannon fodder soldiers and tools died under their command in a game? Those were just numbers and code.

Even if this Witch's Night was incomparably real, as long as Sophie Liya closed herself off and didn't form any connections with the ordinary people under her command, she could still be ruthless.

Moreover, the tactical style of the Magic Net War God, Fate Apocalypse, was always like this: to achieve the goal, one must not fear sacrifice.

However, Dorothy knew this wasn't the real Sophie Liya. Her roommate was actually just a *tsundere* who was cold on the surface but soft on the inside. Everything she was showing now wasn't her true heart; she was only this ruthless because of the bet they had made earlier to go all out.

Dorothy really wanted to fly to Sophie Liya's side right now and tell her to stop forcing herself, that as long as she played normally, they could lie down and win.

But, unfortunately, the examiner was right beside her, and 'back-door peeking' was absolutely forbidden.

This made the Home Witch so anxious that she was almost turning into a manic patient.

Especially with what she had seen and heard all the way through the bottom level of the Ark, watching these bottom-level people living worse than the dogs of the middle or upper-level families—these scenes stimulated her until her veins were throbbing, and she felt that her roommate had probably already been sentenced to death in Dinesha's heart.

Now, she shouldn't be worried about whether Sophie Liya could be free; she should be worried about whether her roommate would be directly punished by the God King after the Witch's Night.

This was truly 'wrongly outrageous'. She perfectly avoided all the correct answers and was just frantically dancing in a minefield; it was a game of excitement.

And just as Dorothy was sweating profusely from anxiety, someone suddenly stopped them.

"Two sisters, I'm very sorry to disturb you, but could you spare a little bit of your time? I'd like to introduce you to our true Holy Mother and Savior, the great Xia Wa."

A nun, also wearing a black and white habit and holding a flyer, stopped the two. She first bowed, displaying her lewd figure to the fullest, the heavy fruits hanging low, which made the Home Witch unable to look away for a moment, and then she spoke very politely.

To this, Dinesha still maintained her smile; she just looked at her sister, waiting for Dorothy to handle it.

And the Home Witch frowned slightly at this.

She was very sure that the Acalin spell she had cast earlier was still in effect, so how could this nun, who looked like an ordinary person, see the two of them? This was very wrong.

And did this nun just say a very special name?

Xia Wa?

Upon hearing this name, Dorothy's vigilance immediately peaked. After all, this was the name of the biological mother of her plot identity in the Witch's Night.

She had heard this name from Satan in the first act. As a former bishop of the Radiant Sect, the reason Adam had hidden his name and lived as a priest in a remote village was all because of the Witch named Xia Wa.

Although this Witch didn't mean the 'Witch' of later generations, it was just a term for powerful women among witches.

So, hearing this familiar name again, Dorothy subconsciously thought of her cheap mother who had abandoned her husband and daughter to pursue the mysteries of magic.

Hmm, having suffered a loss once before, she had gone to Adam to confirm it again and again this time. This time, her priest father really hadn't lied; her biological mother was indeed a scumbag woman.

Originally, five hundred years had passed, and Dorothy had thought that the biological mother who was bouncing around somewhere should have died just like Adam. But she never expected to hear this name again five hundred years later.

Interesting.

Dorothy narrowed her eyes, looked at the nun with the lewd figure, and then revealed a sweet smile.

"Of course, my sister, we have plenty of time."

... The Home Witch smiled...