Chapter 954

With the sound of a dragon's roar, the world turned gray and white, as if everything had faded, and along with the colors, the activity of the surrounding creatures also faded away.

The once ferocious dragon pack instantly turned into lifelike sculptures; some were roaring and glaring on the ground, some were soaring with wings spread in the sky, some had terror hidden in their eyes, and some were still puzzled as to why their Eyes of Fear had no effect on that tiny but super-good-looking hairless monkey.

The only splash of color around this dragon pack was Dorothy herself.

Thus, the entire dragon pack was caught in one fell swoop, as if they were insects solidified in amber.

The sisters who had just arrived from over a hundred miles away were not affected, and they all looked toward the area that had fallen into black and white.

Time magic, huh.

Although the sisters were all geniuses in their respective fields, none of them possessed a talent for the space-time domain.

Space-time is king, and fate is supreme.

Even though Sophie Liya possessed the power of fate, which could be called supreme, this did not prevent her from still feeling a bit envious of the power of space-time.

After all, the power of space-time is truly too convenient and easy to use.

And as Long Ma watched this invincible scene of her daughter, the corners of her lips curled up slightly, carrying an unconcealable pride.

Hmm, that's my daughter, Dragon King proudly akimbo. jpg

Although Long Ma appeared very majestic and calm on the surface, she had already started using emoticons in her heart.

After all, who isn't still a young girl at heart?

And Mavis, who was beside Long Ma, had an expression of gradual shock.

She wasn't surprised that the Young Lady could cast time stop; after all, she had heard about this long ago. Aside from the violence of the Martial God, the signature ability of the Grand Inquisitor Joker was this power of space-time.

She herself had actually been struggling with whether or not to give the Young Lady some pointers on time magic, but because of her complicated feelings, she had never been able to take action.

But she had only heard about it before; this was her first time seeing the Young Lady's time stop in person.

It must be said that the proficiency of this magic was perfect. To be able to instantly cast such a forbidden spell at such a young age, it was estimated that the proficiency was already at the level of Entering the Sacred; it was truly remarkable.

Even she, who was called a once-in-ten-thousand-years genius in time magic back in the day, had only learned this forbidden spell at sixteen, but her proficiency was far from this level.

As expected of Senior Yu Fei Liya's daughter; she has the demeanor Senior had back then.

It's just that this was not the reason for Mavis's shock. What truly surprised her was...

"Why is the Young Lady's time stop so familiar? Why does it look so much like my own unique secret technique?"

Mavis thought this with some horror in her heart.

The development of witch magic has become very mature and complex today. Even for the same type of magic, there are many schools of thought. After all, just as there are a thousand Hamlets for a thousand readers, different witches have different understandings of the same magic.

Although the effects of these spells look similar after they are finally cast, a master who specializes in this field can tell at a glance which school the magic belongs to.

Mavis was naturally a master of time magic, but at this moment, she was having some self-doubt.

After all, no matter how she looked at it, she felt that the Young Lady's time stop was the Mavis School. She couldn't possibly misidentify the school she had founded herself.

But the problem is, when did I ever teach the Young Lady? How come I don't know about it myself?

Could it be that I've had amnesia? Or did the Young Lady learn it from someone else?

But I haven't taken any apprentices yet. My school has extremely high requirements for talent and comprehension, and I have never found a successor who could inherit my school...

At this moment, the Time Dragon Witch felt a bit chaotic in her heart.

Magic inheritance is a big deal for any witch, which is why the master-apprentice relationship is so important in the Witch World.

The inheritance of wealth might be spent after a few generations, but the inheritance of a magic school could potentially last for thousands of generations.

Back then, Senior Yu Fei Liya's desire for a child wasn't just about hoping the child would inherit her family business; she also had the idea of inheriting her combat school.

And Mavis had actually been looking for a suitable successor for her school. Although she was still young and not in a hurry, this thought had always been there.

And now, the perfect candidate seemed to have appeared.

Although Mavis couldn't figure out where the Young Lady learned her school no matter how hard she thought about it, it wasn't taught by her personally anyway.

And since she hadn't taught her personally, yet the Young Lady could learn it so well, this already proved the Young Lady's talent and comprehension; it was truly terrifyingly high.

Such a good talent, any master would find it hard to sit still after seeing it, right? Anyway, Mavis found it hard to restrain her heart.

It's just, why does it have to be the Young Lady?

The Time Dragon Witch looked at the Young Lady, who was dominating the entire Cockatrice dragon pack with an invincible posture, with even more complicated eyes.

Appreciation, regret, dislike, jealousy, appreciation again...

Why does the successor I've been waiting for so long have to be her?

In the end, a thousand words turned into a sigh.

And in the center of the dragon pack, Dorothy naturally didn't know what everyone outside was thinking; she was currently thinking about how to deal with this dragon pack.

"We came here to hunt, didn't we? Of course, we should just slaughter them and take their eyes."

The Fairy King stated this as a matter of course.

After all, she was the embodiment of Dorothy's Zhai Wuhun and dragon nature; the law of the jungle is the most natural law.

But unfortunately, the Fairy King was only an avatar. According to her idea, she should have aimed directly at the snake head and killed it in one blow, but the target was temporarily adjusted and shot at...

And she had already had her fun, so she couldn't be bothered to care about what happened afterward.

At the same time as the time stop just now, Dorothy had already regained control of her body.

She looked down at the statue-like snake head in her hand and immediately frowned.

"Do I really have to kill it?"

She was a bit hesitant.

If it were a dragon beast without intelligence, she wouldn't think too much about it, but this happened to be a sub-dragon with intelligence.

If it were a necessary killing for survival, she wouldn't hesitate, but for a killing carried out just for profit, she suddenly couldn't bring herself to do it.

After all, this was one of the reasons why she didn't want to be an Armed Witch; the beginning of the witch race's transformation from dragon slayers to new evil dragons was also like this.

So now, am I going to follow in their footsteps?

Although this seemed a bit hypocritical—after all, she was also very happy when she ate various dragon meats before—most of the ingredients she saw were already corpses, and there weren't many living ones. But now, this Cockatrice sub-dragon was alive.

There is an old saying from her previous life: "A gentleman stays away from the kitchen." This saying doesn't mean that a gentleman can't cook or anything, but that if a gentleman sees the living state of the ingredients, he might not have the heart to eat them when the time comes. Therefore, a gentleman should stay away from the kitchen so that he doesn't see the plight of the cute ingredients, and then he won't have any psychological burden when eating them later.

Dorothy's current mindset was very understanding of the heart of the ancient gentleman.

"Hehe, in the end, it's still the hypocrisy of human nature."

She mocked herself like this, and then "defrosted" the snake head in her hand.

Consequently, the snake head that had turned black and white was repainted with color. It subconsciously continued to let out a desperate dragon roar, meaning it wanted to continue to let the dragon pack scatter and flee, and absolutely do not think about continuing to fight this "monster" in front of them.

It was just that after it finished roaring, it noticed the strangeness around it.

As a sub-dragon that wasn't too strong and didn't have much knowledge, it didn't understand that this was time magic, but its long dragon life also made it realize the power of such means. At that moment, a trace of despair flashed in its once-profound snake pupils.

It knew that the entire dragon pack was finished.

It had lived in this Ranch World for so long, so it naturally knew very well that the entire ethnic group was actually livestock raised by the World Lord, and could be harvested as goods and resources at any time.

And when it evolved from a stupid dragon beast into a sub-dragon due to a chance encounter and began to possess intelligence, it was terrified every time it thought about this. And now, this fear that had plagued its life had finally become a reality.

Its ethnic group had reached the time to be slaughtered.

It is said that snakes don't shed tears, but at this moment, tears still flowed from the snake pupils of this aging sub-dragon that was actually about to die.

Sigh, it had been painstakingly managing the ethnic group, but in the end, it had harmed the children.

Forget it, forget it, perhaps this is fate. The natural law of the jungle is something they, as sub-dragons evolved from wild beasts, understand better than anyone else, but understanding doesn't mean being willing.

But what can one do if one is unwilling? This world has always been so cruel, from ancient times to the present.

And judging from the bit of ancient inheritance it obtained from the dragon bloodline inheritance when it became a sub-dragon and gained intelligence, other worlds are also like this; the entire Western Universe is like this.

Weakness is the original sin, and the strong are meant to trample on everything.

It's just that it didn't want to admit such a fate. It was already an old thing whose lifespan was coming to an end; there was nothing to be afraid of anymore.

At that moment, it stubbornly opened its snake mouth and roared at the terrifying enemy in front of it. For the sake of the ethnic group, it had been cautious all its life, and now that it was in a complete dead end, it didn't want to wrong itself anymore.

Dragons are the strongest combat race. Even if it is a sub-dragon, it has its own pride. It hoped that it could die on the battlefield as a dragon warrior in the end.

It is a warrior, not livestock.

It's just that, alas, the ideal is beautiful, but reality is cruel.

It had just bared a pair of highly toxic snake fangs, and then it received a big slap on the face.

"Behave yourself. I'm trying hard to convince myself. You'd better not give me a reason to take action."

Dorothy said to this old snake head with annoyance.

Snake head: "???"

A dragon can be killed, but not humiliated.

The Cockatrice sub-dragon, which had nothing left to fear, naturally didn't understand at this time; instead, it became even angrier.

Anyway, it couldn't endure it at all; it would explode with this monster.

It was just that it had just prepared to self-destruct its dragon body when it saw the eyes of this beautiful monster in front of it staring at itself.

Subsequently, the Cockatrice sub-dragon felt the feeling that other prey felt when they were stared at by their Eyes of Fear.

No, or rather, its own Eyes of Fear simply couldn't be mentioned in the same breath as the gaze of this monster at this time. In the dragon pupils of this beautiful monster, there was literally a sun hidden.

The Cockatrice sub-dragon that was being stared at only felt a brilliant sun rising in front of it. That infinite light and heat made it fully understand its own insignificance, and also made it clearer what kind of terrifying and great existence this beautiful monster in front of it was.

No, it didn't understand at all. After all, this illusory sun simply couldn't be compared to the ordinary sun hanging in the sky of this Ranch World. This was something more terrifying, beyond its scope of understanding, a truly indescribable thing.

Just by gazing at this sun, it suddenly felt that its struggle was a bit ridiculous. How could it possibly have the capital to explode with such a great existence? In the eyes of such an existence, let alone it, even those proud pure-blooded dragons were no different from livestock. Or rather, being able to be looked upon by such an existence and being able to be livestock was a kind of honor.

The poor sub-dragon's consciousness had almost been completely scattered by this sun. Its reason was about to return to zero; it was going crazy.

It was just that, just when it was really about to fall into madness, become a fanatical believer of this sun, and then sacrifice itself as livestock for the sacrifice to this great existence to obtain that supreme honor, this cold sun suddenly became warm.

Hmm, it was just like the rare warm sun in the frozen soil of severe winter. This sunlight became gentle, the world became beautiful, and the sub-dragon's consciousness seemed to return to its mother's embrace, becoming peaceful and happy.

It was already about to be addicted to this supreme happiness. After all, in this cruel world, there was no better place than this. This seemed to be the only light of salvation in the pitch-black abyss. It was willing to sink here forever and didn't want to wake up.

But it still woke up.

"Alright, are you willing to have a good chat with me now?"

It heard a calm but pleasant dragon language ringing in its ears.

And the Cockatrice sub-dragon, which had regained its sobriety, looked at the beautiful monster in front of it again. Its snake pupils also became calm, and it nodded very obediently, even a bit piously.

It just said, how could there be a monster that would be so beautiful? The one in front of it was clearly the incarnation of a great god in the human world.

"I want some of your snake eyes, but I don't really want to kill you directly. What do you think I should do?"

It heard this incarnation of a god also ask with a bit of confusion.

And hearing the god's distress, the Cockatrice sub-dragon also thought about it seriously.

"I am willing to sacrifice my own snake eyes to you, my lord, and I am also willing to let some of the children sacrifice their snake eyes to you, my lord, only asking that you, my lord, can leave some bloodline for the ethnic group."

It answered sincerely like this.

Hmm, in its thinking, sacrificing a part of the members to obtain the future of the entire ethnic group was a very cost-effective deal.

Its consciousness was also very clear now; it hadn't been brainwashed. This was just what it had always done.

Cockatrices were not powerful dragon beasts to begin with. Living in this world, they often encountered various predators. Whenever this happened, sacrificing a few dragons to cover the retreat or lure away the predators was a very normal thing.

It was just that after it made such a proposal, it discovered that the god who was still a bit confused suddenly seemed to have figured it out. Her whole person was glowing; that was the same warm sunlight as the warm sun just now.

"Forget it, what's the difference between this and me doing it myself? I'll let you go in a while, but next, I might disturb you a little bit. I want to study the principle of your Eyes of Fear. Of course, this won't hurt your strength."

"Let's still have an equivalent exchange."

Dorothy said so.

Hmm, equivalent exchange, the foundation of alchemy, and also the truth of the world.

The answer to the problem she was worried about had existed clearly from the beginning, hadn't it?

Why must we divide into you die or I live, I am the master and you are the servant?

It's fine for everyone to have an equivalent exchange.

Home Witch in epiphany

Qian Bao: Another world, I'm here to send you warmth.