Chapter 556

I actually survived?

For this point, Dorothy herself was a bit surprised and very confused.

She had just really prepared herself to die for her duty and die heroically, and even moved herself a little in her heart, feeling that this way of dying was very cool and very fulfilling.

As a result, she didn't die now, which was a bit embarrassing. She felt that her previous emotions were wasted in vain.

But in fact, she didn't understand what had happened. She only knew that at that time, endless fire of the sun accompanied by light and heat poured out from the two-dimensional fragment in her arms, which should have burned her clean at once.

But the fact was that these fires of the sun did not hurt her. The Home Witch not only didn't feel the pain of being burned by fire as expected, but even felt quite comfortable, having a feeling like sunbathing, her whole body was warm, as if a warm current was flowing through her whole body.

And when she curiously opened her eyes that had been closed waiting for death, and curiously looked at her situation, she was confused to find that the warm current in her body was not her illusion, because the seemingly endless fire of the sun was really pouring into her body.

These fires of the sun, which should have been violent and ruthless and burned everything, reacted enthusiastically as soon as they met her, as if returning to the nest or a wanderer who had been away from home for many years seeing his mother.

They, who were originally irritable and wanted to go out and chop people, immediately changed their faces. One by one, they rushed up to wrap around Dorothy and wanted to stick to her, and then they went in after sticking.

The warm current she felt wandering in her body was clearly those fires of the sun that directly merged into her body.

"No way, what do you think my body is? Is it something that can enter just because you want to?"

Dorothy was startled by this situation and subconsciously wanted to stop it.

Although she didn't know why these fires of the sun didn't hurt her but could merge with her, this looked like a good thing at first glance, but if you think about it carefully, there are too many of these fires of the sun. If they all want to stick to her and enter her body, who can hold on.

After all, no matter how you think about it, it is impossible for a person's body to hold a sun.

She will be blown up, and then broken.

It's just that what makes the Home Witch a bit helpless is that her rationality wants to stop it, but her body has its own ideas, and it is not refusing anyone who comes to these fires of the sun returning home, taking as many as there are.

This is starting to be mouth-disagreeable but body-honest.

Dorothy frowned and began to self-check her body, wanting to find out the cause of this situation, but soon, her brows relaxed again.

The reason for her "body-honest" is the divinity of the Sun God in the divine blood in her body.

Before, the Home Witch made a "great wish," and then inexplicably obtained the divinity of this Sun God.

At first, this divinity was still very weak, but as she really began to gradually practice the great wish and go to hunt those disaster beasts recorded by the Survey Corps one by one, the weak divinity soon began to grow.

It was as if every disaster beast she hunted finally turned into firewood that helped this sun divinity grow.

At first, the divinity was just a small flame, but later it really had a bit of the sun's posture.

And not long ago, Dorothy used the End Soul-Suppressing Gun to seriously injure Leviathan, the king of disaster beasts, and sent the world consciousness into the Netherworld.

She had felt that this ray of divinity had undergone a transformation.

Having completed the entire salvation plan, she naturally had also completed the "great wish" she had made, becoming the sun that illuminated the desperate doomsday.

From that moment on, Dorothy had become the new Sun God of the Witch World.

It's just that the power of this primitive natural god is mainly composed of two aspects, one is divinity, and the other is divine power.

Sufficient divinity will condense into a priesthood, and the priesthood represents the position and authority of this god.

But if you want to truly exercise this priesthood authority, you need to use divine power.

After all, just like driving a car requires burning oil, and witches need to consume magic power to cast spells, the operation of a god's divine power also requires consuming divine power.

And the source of divine power mainly comes from two aspects.

One is the "salary" of the priesthood. Natural gods are all workers under the world, so naturally, they have salaries.

According to the level of the god's priesthood, every god can obtain a part of the world's power as a "dividend" as "salary."

The second is the so-called "power of faith." Gods can obtain power from the faith of believers, and then convert this faith into their own divine power. The more believers and the more pious the faith, the stronger the god's divine power.

Hmm, it's very similar to angels. In fact, the angel race also belongs to a kind of natural god, but the Heaven World is naturally a high-level world, and angels are also much more powerful than those primitive foreign world compatriots who haven't been able to walk out of their mother world.

And now, Dorothy has the priesthood, and as for divine power, she is actually not lacking.

After all, before the Giant Dragon Magic Armor, she was actually purified with angels as a template in the first act. She had long ago used the blood of heroes to evolve an angel ring and a pair of angel wings, and the faith of the Machine Sect in her, this great mentor, for more than five hundred years had accumulated a lot.

Dorothy hadn't used these powers of faith much before. After all, she had never been very skilled in the use of the power of faith, and playing with the power of faith in front of a professional like Sophie Liya, wasn't she playing with a big sword in front of Guan Gong, looking for death?

Although in fact, when it comes to the use of the power of faith, her good sister, God King Dinisha, is the real number one expert, but time was tight in the Witch's Night, and Dorothy really didn't need to put aside the magic she specialized in and temporarily learn the use of the power of faith that she was not skilled in.

And now, these accumulated faiths seem to finally have a place to be used.

It's just that, from becoming a true Sun God, there is still one very important thing missing, which is the sun itself.

The Sun God and the sun are actually two things, and they cannot be completely confused.

The sun is a natural Sun God, but the Sun God is not necessarily the sun.

The sun and the moon are the two eyes of the world, which had already existed at the beginning of the world's birth, and the Sun God and the Moon God are actually two spiritual bodies naturally generated after the world consciousness enlightened the sun and the moon.

You can think of them as the souls of the sun and the moon, and only souls.

As souls, the Sun and Moon Gods only have control over this body, while the ownership of the sun and the moon actually belongs to the world itself.

Hmm, it's like a boss bought a car, but is too lazy to drive it himself, so he found a driver for this car.

The car key that symbolizes the driving right is the priesthood of the Sun God, and the oil burned for the car is the divine power of the Sun God. The driver relies on this car to eat, but the ownership of this car does not belong to him, he only has the driving right.

So, the only problem now is that the sun of the Witch World is gone, eaten by the Lord of Glory, so what does Dorothy, this new driver, drive?

This is very embarrassing. She has the car key now, and the fuel is sufficient, but she just has no car to drive.

Of course, this is not an unsolvable big problem. After all, the Sun God is not just a driver, that would be too low-key. As the soul of the sun, shouldering the responsibility of daily management and maintenance of the sun, the Sun God is naturally very familiar with the structure of the sun. Theoretically, he actually has the authority to create the sun.

He is not just a driver, but also a car builder who is proficient in car repair technology and can rub a car with his bare hands.

It doesn't matter if the car is gone, just give it some time and you can build another one.

The sun itself is more like the exclusive artifact of the Sun God, and the Sun God is the kind of prop-flow god whose skills all rely on artifacts.

In fact, not only the Sun God, but most primitive natural gods are prop-flow players.

However, Dorothy didn't intend to really build a sun by herself. After all, that thing can't be built in a short while. The engineering time is at least in units of thousands or ten thousand years.

And her authority as a Sun God is only useful in this Witch's Night. This is just a big dream. It is really unnecessary to rush to build that thing. After all, it is highly likely that the sun hasn't been built yet, and the Witch's Night will end, and she will wake up directly from the dream.

Besides, mastering car-building technology requires car-building materials. She has the technology here, but the materials have to be provided by Mother World, and now the Witch World is still reading the bar for rebirth, so it really doesn't have the ability to give her enough materials.

But now, the ready-made materials have sent themselves to the door.

The solar core detonated by Sophie Liya is the sun of the Witch World, which perfectly matches the car key in Dorothy's hand. Then this violent fire of the sun will naturally not cause any harm to her, the true owner, but will be very close. This is why it can't wait to "go home."

These overflowing fires of the sun are taking Dorothy, this new Sun God, as the core, wanting to reshape the body and send the new owner to the divine seat that should belong to her.

Gradually understanding all this, Dorothy also breathed a sigh of relief.

Good news, she probably really doesn't have to die.

Bad news, these fires of the sun are all instinctively gathering around her, the owner, but these flames without wisdom obviously don't know how to recombine into a new sun. If she really lets these flames continue to stick to her, she will really be blown up by these "enthusiastic" fires of the sun.

However, the problem is not big. These flames are still very obedient. As long as Dorothy directs these fires of the sun to recast the sun according to the sun design drawing that comes with the Sun God priesthood, then when the sun is reborn, she will naturally get out of danger, and even be able to turn a disaster into a blessing and thoroughly become the new Sun God.

Hmm, this wave is really returning to the old profession of the civil engineering witch, directly taking a big job of building the sun.

Dorothy began to direct the fires of the sun that were still enthusiastically wanting to stick to her with the authority of the Sun God, so they wouldn't drill into her body anymore.

Fortunately, these fires of the sun are still quite obedient. Countless scattered fires of the sun floated around her like this. At first glance, it really had the prototype of a sun, but it's a pity that the sun is not a big fireball simply piled up by flames.

Now this is just a pile of bricks piled together simply having the appearance of a house. This obviously cannot be counted as a qualified building. Dorothy will next use these fires of the sun as bricks to build a brand new sun.

As a professional civil engineering witch, this naturally cannot stump Dorothy. She even dislikes that the original sun design drawing that comes with the Sun God priesthood is too primitive and a bit behind the version.

Anyway, this is going to be recast, she is ready to do a big one, directly change it, a bicycle becomes a supercar.

It's just that Dorothy stopped her brain that was flying with inspiration. She stood up straight from the originally curled posture, and then looked at the place where the two-dimensional fragment was originally in her arms.

The explosion of the fire of the sun has ended, and there is nothing else in the two-dimensional fragment except for the endless fire of the sun surrounding her.

Obviously, those things that were originally sealed in by her are all destroyed now.

This naturally includes the mechanical witch and angel legion that were originally fighting, and Sophie Liya.

The mechanical witches don't matter. Anyway, they didn't enter with their real bodies, but were fighting with mechanical bodies. At the moment the mechanical body died, their souls would be directly transmitted back to the Netherworld through the linked Mana Web.

Although the power of the fire of the sun is enough to burn the soul clean, this thing's power is great, but the speed is not fast. The mechanical witches' consciousness transmission is comparable to teleportation. They have enough time to escape. Unless they are looking for death and stay in place to watch the real nuclear explosion, they should all be able to run away. The loss is nothing more than those mass-produced mechanical bodies.

But Sophie Liya and her angel legion obviously didn't have such good luck.

Even if the pure white angel also has the power of the Sun God, she is not the Sun God of the Witch World and cannot be completely immune to damage like Dorothy.

Of course, as a Sun God, she must have high resistance to the fire of the sun, and it may not be able to kill her.

However, the time-space turbulence when the two-dimensional fragment was destroyed is also not easy to carry.

Sophie Liya is in bad luck. Even if her luck is really surprisingly good and she can survive, her subordinates are all destroyed, and she, who is left as a bare commander, can't make any waves.

This second act of the Witch's Night has come to an end, and it is a great victory for the witches.

Then the question is, how long can she stay here before "going offline"? Is this time enough for her to recast the sun?

Dorothy is a bit unsure.

But she thought about it a little, and soon had an idea.

Her own time is running out, but she can completely find a substitute. After all, from the experience of being soaked in life water by Dinisha for five hundred years in the first act, her body is still there after she goes offline.

And as long as the body is still alive, the instinct is still there.

So.

Hmm, work hard next, my instinct.

Dorothy thought so happily.

As long as she gets the sun's design drawing, the rest will be arranged by instinct according to the design drawing.

And just as she was liking her own wit, a figure appeared in front of her with a pop.

That is Dinisha.

"Dorothy, are you okay?"

Miss Shepherdess's figure was a bit illusory, and it seemed to be a projection again. As soon as this projection appeared, she hurriedly pulled Dorothy to look around, and after confirming that she had no problems, she breathed a sigh of relief.

And seeing that her younger sister was fine, Dinisha immediately changed her face. She scolded this reckless younger sister with some annoyance.

"Do you trust me so little? Could it be that I couldn't even carry that little impact of the fire of the sun? Does this need you to be a hero?"

Dinisha scolded her while pulling her younger sister's cheeks hard.

To this, Dorothy really wanted to refute a few words.

It's not that she doesn't trust this good sister, but who let you always be fishing, who knows if you will fish again.

However, before the Home Witch could fight back like this, she was suddenly pulled by Dinisha and then held tightly in her arms.

"Great, Dorothy, you are still here, I almost lost you too, really scared me to death."

Dorothy heard such words from her good sister in her ear. Miss Shepherdess's voice even carried a trace of crying, which immediately made the Home Witch's scalp numb.

Damn, does she count as having made the God King cry? So the cold-blooded God King who doesn't understand human nature can actually cry?

"That, anyway, this is just a dream, I won't really die, right? We will meet again in the future."

The Home Witch tried to appease this good sister who seemed to be really anxious. She patted her good sister's back lightly and said so.

"For you and the main body, it is indeed a dream, but for me, this is reality."

Miss Shepherdess was a bit unhappy. She refuted so seriously.

"I am just a dream incarnation of the main body. This dream is my reality, Dorothy. I actually don't have the great ambitions that you and the main body have. I have always just been the village girl saved by you. My biggest wish is actually just to witness the end of this dream with you."

She let go of the younger sister in her arms, and then her forehead pressed against her younger sister's forehead. Between their nose tips touching and their eyes meeting, Dinisha said so.

Dorothy: "."

The Home Witch was silent.

"Sorry. Sister, I misspoke."

For a long time, she apologized so guiltily.

"It's okay, as long as you can be well, I can forgive you for anything."

Miss Shepherdess smiled again. She reached out and scraped her younger sister's nose dotingly and said so.

"But it looks like you can't go back for a while."

Dinisha looked at the burning fire of the sun around her, and then felt a bit helpless.

"I will go back as soon as possible."

Dorothy promised so.

"Hmm, I will also come to see you every day."

Dinisha answered like this.

Thus, time flew by, and the chaotic and disorderly Western Universe had an extra wandering world. Around the periphery of this wandering world, a terrifying sun always escorted it. The scale of that sun became smaller and smaller, but the power in it became more and more terrifying.

Just like this, countless years passed.

In a trance, Dorothy opened her eyes again.

She first subconsciously looked around, and then her body shook, and she was stunned.

"Wait, isn't this the Witch's Home? I woke up just like this? What about the promised third act?"

The Home Witch was a bit confused, doubting whether she was really dreaming.

But beside her, the familiar pure white figure broke her fantasy.

"You're awake, Young Lady, did your third act end so quickly?"

Sophie Liya, who seemed to have just woken up, also frowned and asked with some surprise.

Dorothy: "."

Home Witch in confusion

I didn't find a breaking point for a while, so I was too lazy to break it, so as not to scold me for being watery and short again. This time it's really not short, 5200 words.

(End of this chapter)