Chapter 770: Little Red Riding Hood and the Wolf

Although Dorothy had already sensed that this accident might not be as simple as the two princesses of the Demon King's family fighting for power when Senior Fanny dropped the chain again before.

But now, looking at this familiar loli face, she still couldn't hold it.

Damn, Ati, sure enough, it's you bad thing making trouble again.

Dorothy was very annoyed in her heart, but she had no choice.

After all, she couldn't really ask about the Demon King's whole family here. That would really be seeking death.

She dared to be skin-deep when her good sister was around for such suicidal things, but now she is still in the hands of others, so she should follow the guidance of her heart.

Bowing to the Witch King is not embarrassing.

However...

Dorothy turned around, then looked at the reflection of her butt in the shop window, and she raised her hand and patted it lightly.

Hiss, it hurts. This is as thin as a rib, there is not much meat, the hand feel is really bad, it's grinding.

She curled her lips with some disgust.

This waist drum is not very good, still have to raise it first.

But thinking about it, it's the same. With those days of not being able to eat or wear warm, it would be strange if she could grow meat.

"Sigh."

Dorothy sighed, took a last look at her reflection in the shop window, and then turned to continue walking towards the city gate.

Knowing who the mastermind is is still useless, and even more dangerous. After all, she and the Demon King strictly speaking still have a small grudge.

Before, it was because her good sister was by her side, so she was bold and could face the Demon King without fear. But now that she has been locked in a dark room by the Demon King, she really has no bottom in her heart, not knowing how this bad thing will toss her in different ways later.

After all, the Demon King is famous for her small heart and vengefulness. Someone scolded her casually hundreds of years ago, and she could settle the old account hundreds of years later. It is about the demon taking revenge, and it is not too late for a thousand years.

And her various usurping actions towards Ati before, if it weren't for someone above her, it would have been enough to die a thousand or eight hundred times.

Sigh, speaking of which, among the Three Kings, the one Dorothy is most cowardly about is this Demon King.

After all, the God King is her good sister, the Dragon King is her old ancestor, and if it is strictly calculated, there is still some incense relationship between Adam and Emora. In short, don't look at the monk's face, you have to look at the Buddha's face.

But the Demon King...

This is really eight poles apart.

The only contact between the two is the story in the Witch's Night, but the Witch's Night is just a false dream. How can the things in the dream be taken seriously?

The Ati she is familiar with in the dream is just a phantom of the past in the dream, and in the life of the real Ati in history, there is no existence of her.

She might feel quite kind when seeing Ati's face, feeling that she has met an acquaintance, but the Demon King's impression of her is probably at most the so-and-so covered by the God King teacher.

Moreover, the most heartless among the Three Kings is this current Witch King. Don't look at the few contacts with Miss Ma Mian in the Netherworld before, which seemed quite harmonious, making it seem like she was really the Ati she knew, but any witch who is familiar with the rise history of this Witch King knows that this Witch King is a smiling tiger.

The last moment she was still laughing with you as good sisters, the next moment she might smile and stab the knife into your heart. She is the one who turns her face when she says turn her face.

The Ati she knew in the Witch's Night was already evil enough, full of bad water every day, but the evil strangeness of the real Demon King is countless times that of Ati. That is a real big villain who is enough to make Satan tattoo her on his back, and dare not open his eyes.

Therefore, don't be self-indulgent and think that you can have a few thin faces in front of the Demon King, and whether she can make it convenient for her to let her out, etc. That is a bit too self-indulgent. Just honestly go and break through the level.

The only thing that makes people feel at ease is that, at least for the sake of her good sister, she and others will be pranked and teased at most, losing some face, and it should not be life-threatening.

Dorothy thought so in her heart, and then quickly adjusted her mentality.

She did offend the Demon King a lot before, so now it is a prank to the other party, which can be regarded as a return of courtesy, as long as it is not too much.

The little girl wrapped the red cloak on her body, and then continued to move forward with the bread basket in her hand.

Dorothy still has her own little pride. Even if it is the Demon King's game, she still has the confidence and grasp to clear the level. As long as the Demon King doesn't play shamelessly and play tricks, then she, Dorothy, will definitely clear the level and show it to him.

Whatever moves you have, just use them. If I, Dorothy, am really afraid, then...

Then take it that I didn't say that.

Eh he (sticking out tongue).

With the continuous movement of the short legs, Dorothy soon left the city and came to the suburbs.

And compared to the city that was quite lively, with various "orcs" coming and going on the street, like a fairy tale world, this suburb was much more desolate.

Although the snake-scorpion mother said that walking along this road would lead to grandma's orphanage, can this outside the city really be called a road?

Dorothy looked at the broken road that was vaguely stepped out in the weeds that were taller than people, and fell into silence.

Hmm, this is the so-called "there is no road in the world, there are more people walking, and there is a road"?

"Good guy, are these grasses sprinkled with gold fertilizer? How can they grow so well?"

Dorothy complained in her heart, and then silently pulled out the rusty axe from the basket and held it in her hand.

After all, the snake-scorpion mother said that there might be wolves outside the city. In this situation where there are grass bushes on both sides and limited vision, it is better to be vigilant.

However, Dorothy is brave after all, and she is not really panicked. She made simple preparations, and then plunged into the grass path without fear.

Then, ten minutes later...

"Hey, come out, you have been chasing me all the way, if you don't come out again, I will be home."

Dorothy suddenly turned her head and shouted at the grass behind her.

Although the snake-scorpion mother said that no matter what movement you hear on this road, don't look back, otherwise you will really be watched by wolves.

But Dorothy's main style is rebellious. She thinks that the snake-scorpion woman's words are estimated to be unbelievable. She must look back today to see if there will really be wolves coming out.

Hmm, actually she didn't find anything, just wanted to explode, to see if anything would really come out.

Anyway, there is only one person on this grass path. If nothing really comes out, then she will treat it as if nothing happened and continue to move forward, without being embarrassed.

However, as soon as her words fell, the high grass not far away really shook, and then a blood-red wolf drilled out of the grass, baring its teeth at her, making a low roar in its mouth, as if ready to attack at any time.

Dorothy: "..."

Damn, you are for real. Sorry, snake-scorpion mother, I blamed you wrong. Good children should really listen to their mother more.

Looking at this giant wolf that was three or four meters tall, Dorothy felt regretful.

You said you were smart for nothing, this is not a problem, this is a problem, right?

She felt like raising her hand and giving herself two slaps, but considering that she was hitting the Demon King's face, she had to give up regretfully, and then sighed, silently raising the axe, ready to fight the giant wolf to the death.

Just like this, man and wolf met eyes, and a fierce battle seemed inevitable.

Hmm, it's not impossible to fight. After all, she has the blessing of the courage cloak, and her physical fitness has been greatly increased. And the strength of the body can also allow her to unlock more martial arts. She will perform a unique skill of sliding shovel to slaughter the wolf later.

Okay, actually this wolf looks like it's not easy to deal with. She might only have one chance to make a move, so she must go all out. If she doesn't hit, she has to oil her feet and run away.

Dorothy made such a strategic preparation in her heart.

Then, she made a sliding shovel, and the giant wolf also cooperated with a fierce pounce. The battle between man and wolf was...

"Damn, this wolf is not right."

"Awoo?"

Clearly, she was ready to make a move, but Dorothy suddenly exerted force, and the handsome sliding shovel she expected also lost control because of the deformation of the movement, rolling all over the floor.

And the blood-red wolf was also the same. The originally fierce pounce also suddenly retracted its claws, and then fell into a dog-eating shit.

However, man and wolf didn't care much about this. Dorothy quickly climbed up. She looked at this strange giant wolf with suspicion, and this giant wolf, which was fierce just now, was squatting in place obediently, the fluffy wolf tail behind its butt shaking non-stop, without any wolf's majesty, but like a cute big dog.

"Alice?"

Dorothy asked tentatively.

From the fact that this wolf was really exploded just now, she knew that this wolf could understand human words.

And upon hearing her call, the terrifying giant wolf nodded violently, then ran over in a trot, circling around Dorothy, occasionally using its head, which was larger than Dorothy's Demon King body at this time, to nudge hers, or sticking out its tongue for a lick.

"Awoo woof."

The wolf made a happy dog bark.

"Damn, it's really you. Fortunately, I recognized it."

Seeing the reaction of this giant wolf, Dorothy knew she guessed right, and suddenly she was terrified.

"Damn, Ati, you are really not a human. What kind of broken game design is this? I almost killed my own sister."

She couldn't help but scold in her heart.

Alice is a hybrid of a vampire witch and a werewolf witch. The little witch has both vampire and werewolf abilities. She sometimes attacks in vampire form, and sometimes attacks in werewolf form.

Plus this sister was almost brought up by her with one hand, so Dorothy can be said to know everything about this sister.

Therefore, the moment this giant wolf attacked, she suddenly captured the familiar breath from the attack habit. Although there are some differences in the moves of wolf form and human form, for a Martial God like Dorothy, it is impossible for her to see it wrong. This is why she stopped the attack in time.

Otherwise...

At the thought that she had sliced open her sister in name only—sharing neither father nor mother—without even realizing it, and might have even happily skinned and roasted her for a bit of wild game, Dorothy truly felt a chill run down her spine.

What kind of heavy-tasting devil plot is this? Careless eating of own sister?

Dorothy really felt a bit scared.

Fortunately, the bond between their sisters was thick enough. If they were even a little bit estranged, it would be a human tragedy.

"But Alice, how did you recognize me?"

Dorothy reached out and touched the hair on the nose of the giant wolf in front of her, and then asked.

She is very familiar with Alice's moves, but she hasn't made a move in front of her sister many times. The little witch shouldn't have recognized her so easily.

And to this, although the giant wolf couldn't speak, the proud look in the actually quite scary wolf eyes had exposed her thoughts.

And the bond between sisters was enough for Dorothy to directly read the wolf-like ambition in her sister's eyes.

"Hmm, because this feeling of being about to be killed in seconds is very familiar, so I felt it was sister?"

Dorothy: "???"

What the hell?

Dorothy couldn't help but be full of question marks.

She thought Alice recognized her because of the bond between sisters, but now what does this strange reason mean? This makes it seem like she, the sister, often beats and bullies her sister for no reason.

Dorothy felt slandered.

But thinking about the few times the sisters actually sparred...

Fine, I might have been a bit heavy-handed, but I can't help it. Who let this sister's skills be taught by me? I know all her weaknesses. If I don't make a move, it's fine. Once I make a move, it's basically a second kill.

Dorothy felt inexplicably guilty

"Alright, stop messing around. But since you're already here, give me a ride."

The Home Witch looked at the endless tall grass and the narrow path ahead, then nimbly gave a light leap, jumping onto Alice's wolf back, and said so.

Hmm, a ready-made mount delivered to my door. Hooray, no need to walk and tire myself to death.

"Awoo."

To this, the little witch, who had finally found her sister, naturally had no objections. The giant blood-colored wolf let out an "Awoo" and nimbly took off running.

I have to say, two legs really can't outrun four, let alone two short legs versus four long ones. Dorothy's previous plan of "run if you can't win" was likely not going to work.

The journey that would have taken her a whole day on foot was easily covered in just half an hour under the giant wolf's sprint.

On the wolf's back, the Home Witch gazed ahead, and a somewhat dilapidated and gloomy Gothic building slowly appeared in her field of vision.

Witch riding wolf in progress.