[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-armed-witch":3,"chapter-armed-witch-armed-witch-chapter-991":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Armed Witch",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2354531,4604,"Chapter 991","armed-witch-chapter-991",991,"\u003Cp>A frightened voice from Long Di Long rang out, and at the same time, a vast dragon aura suddenly descended.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet this dragon aura was clearly chaotic and unrefined, revealing its master’s inner panic—yet even so, Dorothey and the others felt suffocating pressure, as if a tiny bamboo raft floated on a stormy sea, Suishikenengbeizhouweidejulanggeipaidefensui .\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One could only say that, unsurprisingly, this was an ancient dragon king who once vied for the throne of Dragon God—even after dying for many years, and even though this was merely a faint leak of pressure from extreme emotional turmoil—it remained terrifying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, a phantom image of a dragon-serpent swiftly coiled around and shielded them all—Long Ma had acted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Elder, why are you so alarmed?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Euphelia asked, frowning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had realized this sudden dragon aura was not intentional on the elder’s part; she truly seemed frightened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the name Typhon—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Long Ma knew that name.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, that name had once thundered across the Western Universe: Typhon, the Hundred-Headed Dragon Serpent, one of the Eight Dragon Gods, a top-tier powerhouse renowned throughout the Western Universe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet this former Dragon God had quietly perished at the end of the Dragon King Era, and even now, no one knew how such a mighty Dragon God had died.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yaozhidaozhedengdingjiqiangzhewangwangshifeichangnanshade ， Jiubirudangnianshenwangdarendoushabusiguanghuizhizhu ， Zhinengjiangqifengyin 。\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although Typhon the Dragon God was certainly far inferior to the former top power of the Western Universe, the Lord of Radiance, as a Dragon God, his vitality was extraordinarily resilient—he should have easily held out against several peers’ combined attacks until reinforcements from other Dragon Gods arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet this Dragon God inexplicably perished, and even the other seven Dragon Gods, who were all present in the Dragon Realm at the time, received no word—making it all the more terrifying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, the Eight Dragon God positions in the Dragon Realm, like the Abyssal Demon Gods, were inherited—soon after Typhon’s death, the Dragon Realm held a new Dragon God selection and chose a successor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this young Dragon God, who had only ascended tens of thousands of years ago, lacked the deep foundation of the old Dragon Gods, so Typhon’s death remained a major blow to the Dragon Realm’s overall strength; otherwise, during these tens of thousands of years in the Demon King Era, the most combative Dragon Realm would not have remained so quiet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But why had this Elder Long Di Long suddenly mentioned Typhon’s name? After all, they were all witches, with no connection to that Typhon Dragon God.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Euphelia found this puzzling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then her gaze fell upon the bow in her daughter’s hands: “Shoot the Hundred Heads.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Shoot the Hundred Heads? Hundred-Headed Dragon Serpent? Typhon? Hssss—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Dragon Queen suddenly drew a sharp breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oh my god.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The suspicion surging in her heart made her nearly curse aloud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No way—this ancestral weapon of the Adam family has this much of a background?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s a Hero’s legacy weapon—so does that mean the Typhon Dragon God was slain by a Hero?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seriously? Are human Heroes this powerful? Back then, during the Dragon King’s conquest of the Dragon Realm, not a single Dragon God perished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although the Dragon King alone faced all Eight Dragon Gods, defeating each one in turn until they submitted willingly, that battle was fierce—but no Dragon God died; all eight were merely severely wounded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now that she thought about it, Typhon’s later death may have been due to his unhealed wounds—but even a dying camel is bigger than a horse; even a Dragon God barely clinging to life shouldn’t be something a human Hero could even dare challenge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet the reality was that Typhon the Dragon God perished—and his corpse was forged by the Hero into a legacy weapon. This—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, Long Ma elevated the perceived threat level of Heroes by several orders of magnitude.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Previously, she’d only thought Heroes might one day become the witches’ great enemy—but not yet a real threat. Now, her vigilance spiked to maximum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Little girl, where did you get this bow? Did that star of doom kill Typhon?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Long Di Long paid no heed to Long Ma’s question; instead, she lowered her serpent head, her hollow eye sockets fixed with two massive gem-like serpentine eyes on Dorothey, asking this way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Dorothey couldn’t help feeling tense under such a huge, terrifying gaze, but she forced herself to calm down and explained honestly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This bow is ancestral to my family; my forebears were indeed Heroes, and this bow is a Hero’s legacy weapon. As for the Elder’s mention of Typhon—I’ve only heard the name. He was the previous Dragon God, but has been dead for tens of thousands of years.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Home Witch was now genuinely curious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although she’d already guessed the truth—that “Shoot the Hundred Heads” was Typhon the Dragon God—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, from the message left by Hero Adam inside the bow when she first took it, Adam had clearly gone to the Dragon Realm to hunt, and the Hundred-Headed Dragon Serpent battling the golden giant was clearly no ordinary dragon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Previously, Dorothey hadn’t thought much of it, assuming her Hero father had slain some ancient or primordial dragon—but now, hearing the name Typhon and recalling the timing of this Dragon God’s death, emmmm—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Holy crap, is her Hero dad this strong? He can just kill Dragon Gods?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Home Witch internally whistled—she knew Hero Adam was powerful, having battled the Prime Sin Demons his entire life—but she never imagined he could be this terrifying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Adam she’d met before had merely been peak-level strength—hardly enough to kill a Dragon God. Had he grown stronger after she left?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>True—the memories in the bow showed Adam with white hair, frail and ancient, on the brink of death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But don’t humans normally weaken with age? Was Adam the opposite—did he grow stronger as he aged?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dorothey speculated wildly in her mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet at that moment, a sudden insight struck her—she remembered Adam’s peculiar soul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Well, although Adam had always stubbornly insisted he was human, a mere ordinary mortal, clinging to his human identity with bizarre obsession, any observer with functioning eyes could see he was anything but normal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His human identity was a restraint; once that fragile human body was destroyed, the terrifying core hidden beneath the skin could be unleashed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If this human body was a seal, then its decay meant the seal was weakening—and once weakened, what lay inside would inevitably leak out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah, Dad… you’re making my future elder-care stress skyrocket.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dorothey mentally grumbled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Elder, what exactly is this so-called legendary star of doom you mentioned?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although the Home Witch had already guessed the truth, she still feigned curiosity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon hearing the word “Hero,” Long Di Long’s serpentine pupils instantly contracted, her massive skull trembling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No mistake—Hero, Hero’s legacy weapon—this is unmistakable. No wonder Typhon perished—he was definitely slain by that legendary star of doom.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The enormous serpent skull shook violently, causing the ground to quake—but soon, all calmed, as if Long Di Long had finally steadied her emotions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The star of doom is an ancient legend of the Dragon Realm.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She began explaining to the witches.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Legend says, at the dawn of creation, the Creator who fashioned all things, after creating the Western Universe, established the Primordial Three Races: Angels as His voice, Demons as His claws, and Dragons as His guardians.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But one day, the lonely Creator fashioned the first human in His own image. He cherished this human deeply, and to celebrate his birth, the Creator summoned the Three Races and proudly declared this weak human His divine son, destined to inherit His throne and rule the Western Universe.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This declaration enraged the leaders of the Three Races, who had always considered themselves the Creator’s most perfect creations—only to have their pride shattered by the Creator Himself.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thus, the most arrogant among the Angels, the Angel King, refused to bow to this insignificant human and fell into the Abyss, joining forces with the Lord of the Abyss to rebel against the Creator, while the Dragons, meant to guard the Creator, chose silence.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“In that rebellion, the Creator, already weakened from creation itself, perished—but before vanishing, He left His final prophecy—or curse.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This deviant path—the old world must be destroyed; the perfect human shall rebuild His kingdom upon the ruins of the old world.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Since then, humanity’s numbers exploded terrifyingly; this race, bearing the Creator’s likeness yet pathetically weak, spread across the entire Western Universe—and then, the first Hero appeared.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The star of doom is the Creator’s chosen divine son—the first human, the progenitor of mankind, the true perfect man.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He shall fulfill the Creator’s curse: exterminate gods, slay demons, slaughter dragons—and ultimately purify this corrupt old world, building his kingdom upon its ruins.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Long Di Long recounted this ancient legend, the witches frowned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh my god—there’s actually a creation god doctrine?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dorothey mentally grumbled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Witch Clan was still too young; they had no such mystical legends. Though some obsessive scholars did promote “Spirit Realm Origin Theory,” endlessly chanting about the Creator, the Prime God, and the end of the world, they’d always had few followers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet she never expected such a legend to exist in the ancient Dragon Realm—one of the Three Great Calamities—and that even a powerhouse like Long Di Long believed it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Elder, you’re a top-tier power—do you really believe this? Such legends are often lies.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dorothey smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Long Di Long shed her previous goofy laziness, nodding solemnly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I believe it. In fact, most Dragons believe it—after all, the star of doom appears once every few hundred years, and it’s real.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, her seriousness lasted only a moment—next instant, her true self reemerged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Long Di Long stared again at the bow in Dorothey’s hands, her tone tinged with envy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn it, I envy Typhon—he actually got to fight the legendary star of doom! He must’ve died gloriously. For Dragons, there’s no better death than falling to a worthy foe. I thought dying in His hands would’ve been my honor—but now Typhon, who beat me in life, has beaten me again in death. This is infuriating.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was somehow competing in a bizarre place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dorothey: “...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although she’d always known different races had cultural differences, she was still stunned by the Dragons’ view of life and death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hmph—no wonder Dragons were the legendary most combative war race; they truly lived by the creed of fighting until death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While everyone fell silent, Long Di Long finally snapped back to reality and suddenly asked:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, by the way—what did you come here for? Grave-robbing? Too bad—I’m not like the Radiant Dragon who hoards treasures. I’m dirt poor. You’ll leave empty-handed.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her commanding voice sounded almost proud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Dorothey finally shook off her scattered thoughts and remembered her original purpose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Well, if you insist on calling it grave-robbing, fine—but we didn’t come for any other treasure. We came for you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She scratched her cheek, slightly embarrassed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hmph—originally here to claim Long Di Long’s legacy, who knew this Elder was still conscious after all this time? Now this was awkward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Eh? You came for me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At Dorothey’s words, Long Di Long instantly grew serious, her massive divine eyes locking onto Dorothey with intense focus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Dorothey grew uneasy, thinking maybe she should retreat and wait until the Elder truly passed away, Long Di Long suddenly laughed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hahaha, good, good! Little girl, you’ve got excellent taste. Indeed, I am the greatest treasure here. Tell me—what do you want? Dragon bones? Scales? Sinews? Blood? I’m dead already—these are useless to me. Except for these eyes, you can take anything.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dragon’s booming laugh echoed through the valley, sounding genuinely delighted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the Home Witch grew even more embarrassed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uh… I actually came just for the eyes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She scratched her head, speaking softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Long Di Long’s laughter froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wide eyes stared into wide eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1980,"2026-06-21T03:49:48.467Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","51f22d0483a3fb6cc8f096da53bcda1d903d4c1695ada8ce692b30631d526525","armed-witch-chapter-992","armed-witch-chapter-990",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Farmed-witch-cover.jpg"]