Chapter 761: Where is My Italian Cannon?

"So, what is this thing?"

Looking at the pool of water that dissipated with the wind and left no trace, Dorothy scratched her head, feeling a bit puzzled.

Is it some kind of scaring means in the haunted house?

But to be honest, this thing is truly a bit weak. A monster that can be easily handled by a basic magic bullet—who can this scare?

However, what kind of monster was that just now? Because there was no corpse left, she couldn't be sure for a while.

From the characteristic that it dissipated as soon as it died, it didn't look like a normal creature. It was a bit like a spiritual creature like a ghost. But from the performance just now, before it was eliminated, she seemed to have a body.

And why did she know my name is Dorothy?

Anyway, it's still quite strange.

Dorothy frowned slightly, but didn't continue to think about it meaninglessly. After all, the few of them knew too little about this haunted house world. The top priority was to find Miss Wendigo herself first.

That little princess of the Demon King's family came in with them. Although she disappeared as soon as she came, if the abnormality of this haunted house world wasn't deliberately done by Miss Wendigo, then she herself should have been trapped here together.

Then if they want to obtain information about this world, the fastest way is naturally to directly ask the owner of this Scream House herself.

"Lucifiel, are you sure Miss Wendigo is here?"

Dorothy turned to look at the black-winged sister beside her and confirmed it.

And the Fallen Angel miss, with those golden shining eyes, glanced at the ice fortress standing in the wind and snow, and nodded.

"Hmm, the direction of her fate line is inside the fortress in front."

Not saying that she blinked her magic eyes and added.

"However, she doesn't seem to be in a very good state. It might be a bit dangerous in this castle. Although according to my divination results, if we go in, it should be a result of 'no danger despite the alarm.' Should we go in?"

Lucifiel looked at the eldest miss and asked.

And Dorothy shook her head immediately.

"No danger despite the alarm? Then let's not go in; let's play it safe."

Because it is not certain whether this place is under the protection of the Underworld, in this situation where it is not known whether there is still a chance of resurrection, the Home Witch decided to be steady.

She took a serious look at this ice fortress and evaluated it from the perspective of a professional architect.

"Hmm, although it has a history of nearly a thousand years, by the standards of witches, this can't be counted as an ancient house, and the historical value is not high."

"Building materials are ordinary, all are mortal materials—stone and ice. There is also no feeling of obvious magic pattern magic array aura on it."

"Let me look at the Feng Shui. Tsk, a place of great evil. This landmark is okay, but the underground seems to be a trapped dragon bureau, which is quite suitable for raising corpses or sealing." In one sentence, this ice fortress is just a toy, not valuable, can be demolished, but there seems to be something underground, need to be careful.

Then...

"Zero, main cannon charging, aim at the fortress in front, 10% power output, launch angle 35 degrees depression, spread out."

Dorothy turned and ordered her own ship girl like this.

Although the White Dragon Battleship is strictly speaking just a pile of battleship models spliced together with building materials, and not a proper regular battleship, the difference is only a little defense and durability.

From the performance perspective, the White Dragon Battleship has actually barely touched the floor of standard regular battleships.

And the standard main cannon of a regular battleship is generally at least a standard land-sinking cannon.

Hmm, this name is already very straightforward. It means full power output, one shot can sink a continent.

Although it cannot be compared with the star-annihilation level, world-extinction level, or even the highest specification end-level main cannons above, at least in a small world like the haunted house world, with such a big killer, you can walk sideways and look at people with slanted eyes.

Even this thing has actually been on the military contraband list of the Witch World. Theoretically, this thing is not something that can be produced at will by civilians. Of course, ordinary organizations without military background don't have that technology and ability to produce it. After all, the design drawings and manufacturing process of the main cannon are not low in difficulty.

If you really have the ability to rub it out yourself, the military industry organization will treat you as a treasure and serve you well once they know it, giving you whatever you want.

However, Dorothy's situation is special. She is not a person in the military industry field, nor does she understand those rules. She is just a rookie who plays games and is abused.

As for saying this thing is illegal?

Nonsense, I am a construction organization, and I have a professional blasting qualification certificate. It is very normal for us to carry some blasting and demolition tools with us. Don't the mountain-opening teams also have dynamite and cannons?

In fact, when Dorothy installed the main cannon for the White Dragon Battleship, her positioning for this thing's future was really for demolition, so she set the power and launch angle of this main cannon to be more precise, just for occasions like this that require point blasting.

"Obey your will, Master."

On the control panel of the White Dragon Battleship, the virtual projection of Zero, who was still in a maid outfit, stood at attention and saluted, obeying the order. Subsequently, the dragon head as the figurehead at the bow of the ship opened its mouth, as if a giant dragon was about to spray dragon breath, and began to charge and gather energy.

"Now you should call me Captain."

Dorothy corrected this mechanical familiar maid who didn't quite understand human nature, and then looked at the main cannon that was charging with some expectation.

Come to think of it, this cannon hasn't been fired many times since it was built. It's rare to be able to fire one, which is quite exciting.

And this charging method doesn't just look like dragon breath. In fact, the operating rules of the main cannon were also figured out by the Home Witch using her own dragon breath as a template.

Theoretically, how strong Dorothy's dragon breath is, the White Dragon Battleship's main cannon can be that strong.

It's just a pity that the Home Witch has waste magic power. Without plugging in the senior's charging treasure, she couldn't spray at full power at all, and could only use this biomimetic cannon to indirectly enjoy a shot.

The White Dragon Battleship's dragon heart furnace and evil god tentacles have endless fuel that can be used at will, want to shoot however you want...

Okay, this is really not possible. After all, the barrel is a building material. Even if it is a high-specification building material, it still cannot be compared with the durability of military materials, so it needs a period of cooling after each launch. The greater the launch power, the longer the cooling time.

Otherwise, if you fire a few more times, the barrel will directly melt and be damaged. This is also the biggest disadvantage of this main cannon.

However, it is a civilian product, rubbed out by a small workshop. The manufacturing cost is less than one percent of military products. What kind of bicycle do you want? It is more than enough for demolition.

"Okay, Master."

For the Home Witch's correction of the title, the intelligent ship girl nodded, but with a look of "I know but I won't change it," she still preferred the title of Master.

However, on the battleship's screen, the charging countdown had already begun.

"5, 4, 3, 2, 1, 0, launch!"

With the countdown returning to zero, red light flashed in the eyes of the White Dragon Battleship's handsome steel dragon head. Subsequently, in the opened dragon mouth, dazzling light began to expand, and endless energy poured out, turning into a fan-shaped torrent composed of I don't know if it was light or fire or something else, crushing toward the ice fortress in front with an unstoppable momentum.

And the witches in the cabin were well prepared. They tacitly and neatly took out sunglasses, put them on, and then appreciated the scene where the solid fortress, which was almost an unfallen city to mortals, instantly turned into ashes under the casual blow of the witch's ultimate weapon.

This is also why the artillery witch is the most popular major among armed witches. Who can refuse the domineering and pleasure of crushing everything with absolute power?

"Ah, this is the feeling, this is the taste. I am truly high."

Dorothy looked through the magic mirror at the scene where the ice fortress was instantly blown

The dragon blood in her body was boiling and roaring, followed by the pleasure and satisfaction of having her desire for destruction fulfilled. That feeling was hard to describe in words, only causing her cheeks to flush red and her breathing to quicken.

The torrent of dragon breath vanished in an instant, and the Home Witch took off her sunglasses, then looked at the ruins of what was originally the ice fortress.

Well, maybe it couldn't even be called ruins anymore, because one might not even be able to find a single complete brick or tile in front of her. The location of the fortress, which was originally built against the mountain, left only a vast expanse of scorched black plain emitting heat. On the plain, gorgeous lava was still flowing, just like the residual blood flowing on a corpse scorched by a great fire—miserable, yet possessing a kind of withered beauty.

"Hmm, this demolition cannon is great. It doesn't even need the cleanup work for abandoned construction materials; one can directly build high-rises on flat ground. Not bad."

Dorothy looked at the distant mountains that seemed to have been bitten by some mysterious existence, revealing a huge wound, and then looked at the endless scorched yet flat plain in front of her. She nodded with satisfaction.

This is a good plot of land for building new structures.

The Home Witch then turned her head to look at the fallen angel lady beside her, who had a speechless expression, and continued to ask.

"Is there still any alarm now?"

If there still was, she was prepared to fire another shot once the main cannon cooled down.

"There's a hammer—it's others who should be alarmed now, okay?"

Lucifer rolled her eyes at this eldest young lady of hers who acted recklessly.

She was now certain that this eldest young lady was indeed the teacher's own daughter; this overbearing tactical style was exactly the same.

After all, otherwise, why do you think Teacher Yufilia's title is "Dragon Queen of Declaring Ruin"? Why is the name of the battle group under her command "Ruin," and why is her own code name actually "Miejin"?

Come to think of it, it's no wonder that after the eldest young lady's father followed the teacher to the battlefield once, he made up his mind to run away with his daughter upon returning. Although the Dragon Witch's combat style has always been iron-blooded, cruel, and cold, even among the many Dragon Witches, her teacher is still among the most brutal.

Once a war is decided, few of the teacher's enemies can leave alive. Under the Dragon Queen's wrath, the earth is almost everywhere scorched, unless that world's unique resource is living creatures.

As the leader of the long-declined Ye Meng Jia De lineage, the entire family's rise again is almost entirely due to the teacher alone. If she weren't ruthless, she wouldn't be able to stand firm in the Dragon Kingdom.

In the Radiant Territory, the teacher, as the lord, is an overlord whose word is law; few people dare to breathe heavily in front of her, and all her gentleness is probably reserved only for the eldest young lady.

Oh, maybe the disciple, the main body, can also take a small fraction of that overflowing maternal love.

However, although the teacher is overbearing, she at least talks some reason. Before every war, she will first give her opponent a choice: either die standing or live kneeling.

And this eldest young lady...

Looking at the scorched black plain flowing with the blood of the earth in front of her, the fallen angel lady, a true demon who was once a half-step god, felt that this was a bit ruthless.

My eldest young lady, that Miss Wendigo is also within your shelling range. With hostages in hand, you actually dare to shell directly? Aren't you afraid of accidentally injuring friendly forces?

Although from the results, Miss Wendigo's aura is still there, the fate lines of some dangerous sources in the previous ice fortress have already vanished completely.

But Lucifer was still greatly shocked by her eldest young lady's decisiveness.

Hmm, she is now certain that it's a pity this eldest young lady didn't become an armed witch. She is a person born to eat this bowl of rice; she is a werewolf even more ruthless than the teacher.

If she were to inherit everything from the teacher, she could probably easily subdue those unruly and bloodthirsty retainers under the teacher's command and carry forward the ruinous reputation of the Ye Meng Jia De lineage, taking it to a higher level.

Hmm, this is to the extent that even Lord Long Wang would have to praise her for having enough guts.

"Oh, it's fine now, then. It's good that it's fine."

Dorothy felt a little regretful when she heard that the danger was resolved, but after all, she wasn't a bad person who loved destruction, so she had to let Zero put away the main cannon and then walked into the newly born scorched black plain.

Because the interference of various strange abilities was gone, Dorothy soon followed the Feng Shui pattern to the location below the original fortress, then stomped her foot. Amidst a rumbling earthquake, the earth cracked open a wound again, revealing the hollow space inside.

That was an underground area.

Dorothy landed lightly like a feather, her body spotless, and then came to the center of this open space, seeing an ice coffin at the core of the cave.

"Wake up, Sleeping Beauty. If you don't get up again, I'm going to kiss you."

The Home Witch politely knocked on the coffin lid and said so.

And the tall beauty who was originally sleeping in the ice coffin subsequently opened her eyes.

Sleeping Beauty is waking up.