Chapter 700: Qian Bao

A successful revolution can never be achieved by relying on individual heroism.

Well, in fact, Dorothy really could do it. If she wanted to, she could truly fire a single signal arrow and call her colleagues from the Inquisition outside the Yingzhou Continent to come and clean up the mess.

Forget about logic or plot; she could just descend as a Machine God and forcefully suppress all dissent. If anyone dared to utter a word of disagreement, she would immediately serve them with an extinction cannon.

Hmm, sometimes reality is just that unreasonable.

But this is a magic shadow being filmed. Reality doesn't have to follow logic, but the magic shadow plot must.

If Dorothy really did that, she fears she would be roasted to death by the audience after the magic shadow is released.

Even if the audience didn't roast her, the plot would lose its flavor.

Therefore, she had no choice but to follow the classic plot.

Hmm, on the eve of such a decisive battle, there must always be a fuse to ignite everything.

Usually, at this time, an important character must be sacrificed to heaven to stir up the anger of one side.

The Home Witch doesn't like watching tragedies, so she decided to sacrifice herself to heaven.

This Tsukimi Kuro alt account has been hogging the spotlight for too long. If it doesn't wrap up quickly to make room for the true protagonist—the people of the Myriad Nations—this magic shadow would soon turn completely into a superhero story.

The true fruits of revolution should never be the gift of some immortal emperor, but should be fought for by all the people through blood and fire.

Revolution is not a dinner party; it has never been that harmonious or comfortable.

Revolution is a riot, a violent action by the oppressed to overthrow their oppressors.

Only the precious fruits obtained through blood and fire can be cherished by everyone, be long-lasting, and be the most thorough and successful.

Therefore, Tsukimi Kuro must die.

If she doesn't die, the Myriad Nations will subconsciously rely on her, just like a spoiled child hiding behind their mothers, never achieving the growth they deserve.

"My mission is complete."

Dorothy thought to herself, and then walked toward the direction of Heian-kyo.

She took out a badge shaped like an angel's wing from her body and pinned it on herself.

This was the resurrection item given to her by the Grand Justice previously (Chapter 584).

Although resurrection is no longer a difficult task for her after mastering the Netherworld Gate, she finds it very precious.

After all, the Netherworld Gate only allows her to enter and exit the Netherworld freely; it does not include services like rebuilding a physical body. If she were to accidentally die without a corpse left, she couldn't just switch careers to become a ghost witch, floating around every day.

Although the Home Witch knows a thing or two about alchemy and ordinary human body reconstruction isn't difficult for her, the witch's body is not a mortal one—especially her own body as a Dragon Witch with a relatively high-level bloodline inheritance. This is simply not something that ordinary human body reconstruction can handle.

As for the account-rebuilding service through the Netherworld procedure...

That body reconstruction service is calculated based on bloodline rank. Although Dorothy is just a weak half-witch, that direct Long Wang bloodline inherited from Long Ma is one of the most noble bloodlines in the Witch World.

If this were an infinite-flow world, her bloodline would at least be SSS-rank. Who could afford that?

During her previous few strolls in the Netherworld, Dorothy once curiously went to the counter to check the cost of her resurrection, and that was the first time in her life she realized how rich she actually was.

Sigh, that astronomical figure with so many zeros that one couldn't even count them at a glance is truly heartbreaking.

Let alone her, those second-generation witches from top-tier backgrounds actually can't afford this official resurrection either. They usually prepare some spare bodies using their family's secret techniques, and then only pay the basic resurrection fee when they die. This is also an unspoken understanding among those top-tier families.

But Dorothy rejected her mother's inheritance rights, so she really felt embarrassed to go to Long Ma and ask her to use the family secret technique to mold a spare body for her.

Although Long Ma probably wouldn't mind, the Home Witch couldn't bring herself to do it.

Since she had already rejected her family obligations, she naturally felt embarrassed to continue enjoying family benefits.

Therefore, this resurrection item given by the Grand Justice is truly precious.

Although this resurrection item was accurately meant for Sophie Liya, the Pure White Witch's resurrection uses the Demon Cross previously given to Dorothy by the Grand Justice Pan Shen, so this Angel Wing badge became available.

Originally, Dorothy intended to keep such a precious item as a backup.

But then she thought about it again and felt that keeping such a thing on her person seemed a bit unlucky.

Look at how those movies play out: the protagonist just gets a resurrection item, and after a while, they really do kick the bucket once. Anyway, such items are absolutely never wasted.

How does that saying go? If a gun appears in the first act, then that gun will definitely be fired by the end.

Therefore, after much deliberation, the Home Witch decided to use this thing.

Since she said she was filming a documentary, everything must be valued for its authenticity. This lunch box is being collected without any special effects—that's authentic enough, right?

"It's just that the cost is truly a bit high."

Dorothy thought with a bit of heartache.

She only hopes that she can really win an award after the magic shadow is finished, otherwise this wave will be a total loss. (The previous Magic Shadow Festival time was adjusted from one month later to six months later; retcon, retcon.)

However, since she had already taken out the resurrection item, she couldn't just die in vain this time.

"I must collect this lunch box in a cool way."

Dorothy thought to herself, deciding to take this opportunity to test her current limit of combat power.

"Red Shadow Evil Dragon sleeping in the depths of the blood sea, awaken. The time of gluttony has arrived."

She drew the Red Shadow from her waist, enduring the embarrassment that made her want to dig out a three-bedroom, one-living-room, one-kitchen, two-bathroom apartment with her toes, and chanted the liberation incantation of this Demon Blade Maiden.

Thus, amidst the rolling blood energy, a tall Red-Horned Dragon Demon stood upon the earth.

This is the standard power of a Grand Witch.

"Then, next, Long Wang Combat Method, ten-fold amplification."

Dorothy took a deep breath, and her entire body's mana began to surge along the rhythm of the Dragon's Breath. Her strength, physique, and speed began to be significantly enhanced.

This is the Long Wang Combat Method inherited from the Ye Meng Jia De lineage taught to her by Long Ma. When practiced to the limit, this thing can increase damage by ten times without side effects.

And the Home Witch had only practiced it for a few months, not very seriously, only reaching the fifth-layer realm, which could only increase it by five times. However, recently, while perfecting the sword art of the Dragon's Breath, she had various epiphanies by analogy, and unknowingly, she had already maxed out this family combat method.

Thus, the blood evil energy surging to the sky erupted from the body of this Red-Horned Dragon Demon, just like a red wolf smoke, shooting straight into the clouds. This made the city gate guards of Heian-kyo in front of her tremble with fear, and they hurriedly sounded the alarm.

This has already reached the strength of a Title Grand Witch.

"Tsk, the Long Wang Combat Method is just so-so. I still have to rely on my Dragon Demon Super-Resolution."

Dorothy clenched her hands, feeling the surging power of the Dragon Demon body, but she was not satisfied. However, this was already the limit for a pay-to-win player.

"Well, if paying money isn't enough, then pay with your life."

She thought to herself.

"Dragon Demon Super-Resolution, fifty-fold liberation."

The Home Witch took a deep breath, and then her originally steady breathing rhythm suddenly became violent. The blood crystal ring behind her also shattered by more than half in an instant, and the remaining blood crystals were being consumed at a high speed, shattering a piece every few moments.

At this consumption rate, the healing of the blood crystals wouldn't last a second. After one second, Dorothy's body would directly collapse.

Well, can't say collapse; it should be said directly turned to ash, completely burned out. By then, a gust of wind would blow it away.

However, the extreme consumption is exchanged for an extreme burst of power.

The blood evil energy that was originally just like wolf smoke suddenly surged, turning into a blood-colored tornado. This tornado connected heaven and earth, blocking the sky and the sun, dyeing the entire sky crimson.

This finally surpassed the limit of a Grand Witch and reached the peak power.

And such peak power finally awakened a type of power within Dorothy's body that had been quite stifled.

"Damn, you useless main body, you're already dead? Mom, it hurts like hell!"

The pain of the limit-liberated Dragon Demon Super-Resolution was indescribable. The Home Witch's main consciousness retreated in a second, and the poor Little Yaojing was forced to take over.

However, the Fairy King Zhai Wuhun was not panicked at all this time.

After all, finally, it wasn't a small horse pulling a big cart this time. She finally possessed the hardware facilities matching the Martial God realm.

This time, it was a genuine Martial God.

Thus, the Martial God's will instantly controlled the entire body. The terrifying power flowing through the whole body was originally on the verge of losing control, but now it was instantly dominated by that supreme will, becoming as docile as a lamb.

This time, no Dragon-Snake Dharma Image or back-spirit appeared.

Before, it was because there was no other way; the weak body couldn't withstand the Martial God's will, so it had to appear in the form of a back-spirit. But now, body and soul are one, heart, body, and technique are a trinity.

The Red-Horned Dragon Demon grinned, and behind her, the consumption rate of the blood crystals that were originally being consumed at high speed suddenly decreased significantly.

Martial God, Martial God, the God of the Martial Path.

Under the Martial God's will, all combat methods and martial arts will tend toward perfection. Under that precise control that is precise to the limit, even a life-burning martial art like Dragon Demon Super-Resolution that kills a thousand enemies while damaging oneself by eight hundred became low-consumption.

Now, killing a thousand enemies only costs two hundred to oneself.

The blood crystal reserve that was originally only enough to support one second now estimatedly could last for four or five seconds.

And the power of the shattered blood crystals originally would have had a large amount of mana overflow, but now that overflowing Abyss Blood Sea power also flowed docilely under the feet of this terrifying Dragon Demon, turning into her shadow.

That blood-colored shadow flowed like a river, and on the mirror-like river surface, it clearly reflected an aloof king covered in scars, yet still sitting on a throne of corpses and white bones.

The Broken Long Wang Zhai Wuhun, truly awakened.

Thus, the surging blood color dyed the smallest of the four suns in the sky red. The red sun scattered endless blood light, and the suffocating terrifying dragon might permeated the entire city.

Although the hardware is only a lower-tier peak, the momentum already has the flavor of an upper-tier peak.

This time, it wasn't just the city gate guards; everyone in the entire Heian-kyo was terrified, including those old folks who had long since stopped asking about worldly affairs.

Witches are a long-lived species. Ordinary witches have a lifespan of a thousand years, and witches above the Grand Witch level won't die as long as they don't court death.

And the Yingzhou Island has been established for tens of thousands of years. Relying on the country that once devoured the dragon veins, and constantly whale-swallowing and squeezing the bottom-layer witches, who knows how many old things that won't die are being raised among these Huazu over the years.

In this vast Heian-kyo, Grand Witches are actually not as good as dogs.

It's just that Grand Witches can pile up resources before, but the transformation from Grand Witch to Peak cannot be completed by purely piling up resources.

Therefore, although Grand Witches are not as good as dogs, Peak Witches are not many.

So, these old things who were either sleeping, indulging in luxury, or busy with their own research were all looking at the blood-colored sun in the sky with horrified expressions. They, who hadn't asked about things for a long time, didn't even know what had happened.

They only knew that this power was so terrifying that it was absolutely impossible to resist.

Of course, Dorothy didn't care what these dying people thought. The Fairy King, who was enjoying herself for once, just calmly swung a sword toward Heian-kyo.

No thought, no mind, one blade to sever everything.

This time, there was no sharp blade light, nor was there any big movement like severing the city with one blade or cutting out a canyon.

This sword was silent, and it just calmly took away 70% of the old Huazu immortals in the city.

Hmm, the number is not large, just seven or eight pseudo-peaks and hundreds of thousands of Grand Witches.

With this, the savings accumulated by the Yingzhou Huazu for ten thousand years were not completely ruined by one sword, but they were severely damaged.

Their remaining power was only a few times that of the Myriad Nations.

Although the game is still not very balanced, at least it's not as unplayable as before, and this is also the last help Tsukimi Kuro can bring to the Myriad Nations.

After swinging the sword, the terrifying Dragon Demon stepped out, and her figure disappeared from the spot in an instant.

Dorothy was originally planning to go see her little junior sister who was playing happily, but suddenly, her gaze was attracted by a figure.

That was a strange witch with simple clothing, a high ponytail, and a heroic and spirited temperament.

However, Martial Gods will attract each other.

The Fairy King noticed the sword-intent-surging will on this high-ponytail witch in an instant.

Hiss, this Sword God is actually not inferior to me?

The Home Witch was shocked. Except for her own unfathomable biological mother, this was the first combat-type witch she had seen that made her a bit unsure.

"Tsukahara Isshin?"

She thought about it; on this small Yingzhou Island, probably only this legendary existence could have such strength.

And to this, the high-ponytail witch also nodded.

She didn't say much, just that her sword intent surged, and then she drew the Tachi at her waist, seemingly slowly, but actually in an instant.

Tsukahara Isshin looked at Dorothy, her eyes full of the fighting spirit of a martial arts fanatic.

The Home Witch was stunned, but she only had the power of one sword left, so she just smiled.

Amazing, this is a perfect opportunity to wrap up.

"No thought, no mind, dream of one heart."

She swung the Red Shadow in her hand again.

And opposite her, Tsukahara Isshin held the sword with both hands, and then her eyes became calm and waveless.

"No thought, no mind, one sword of the Tachi."

Two bright blade lights crossed and flashed by.

Dorothy looked at her body that had been cut in two by one blade, then smiled, went with the wind, and turned into ashes.

And on the spot, although the high-ponytail witch was not injured, ripples arose in her eyes.

The first year of the Yingzhou Island New Calendar, the Thousand-Man-Slayer Battousai dueled the Sword Saint Tsukahara Isshin, was defeated and died.

In the same year, the Myriad Nations rose in anger and attacked Heian-kyo.

The Home Witch is collecting her lunch box.

Dead, all three leave requests are gone, and only one-third of this month has passed. What to do? ===== CHAPTER 701 =====