House Witch

Chapter 1058 1057. Shooting Hundreds of Heads

"Inherited from ancestors?"

Dorothy was slightly stunned when she heard what her father said. She looked down at the heavy bow in her hand again, wondering if this thing could be made by humans?

Even a witch like her who had just built a legendary battleship couldn't make such a magical weapon. Well, this bow is definitely a top-notch weapon in the entire Western Universe.

However, she turned her head and thought of the brave Adam she had seen before when she traveled through time and space, and she calmed down immediately.

Ordinary humans really can't create such a terrible weapon, but the profession of a brave man should obviously be taken out separately. Can ordinary humans be brave?

Besides, what brave family, Adam father, those brave legends are probably all your own single-line inheritance.

Well, it's the same person from generation to generation, and it's true that it's a single-line inheritance.

After accepting this, Dorothy refocused her attention on the bow in her hand, and she slightly input a little magic power into the bow.

She was very careful about this and did not dare to input too much magic power. After all, these top-level magic weapons are often spiritual. They have their own personalities and pride, and they will choose their own masters. If the spirit of the magic weapon does not approve of you, they will not accept your power. Even those with a bad temper will think that you are blaspheming and provoking, and will fight back.

There are often witches on the magic network complaining that their ancestral artifacts have too strong personalities. Just because they touched it secretly, they were attacked and couldn't get out of bed for a few days. Dorothy had eaten a lot of similar melons, but she didn't expect that as a half-witch, she would touch this ancestral artifact one day.

Adam had just said that this bow was preserved because no one could control it, and it was not lost. So Dorothy thought that the spirit of the bow was probably not a good character to get along with, so she naturally didn't dare to be careless.

However, what surprised her was that her magic input was unexpectedly easy. There was no obstacle or rejection as she imagined. Instead, as her magic continued to be input, the bow seemed to finally wake up from years of slumber. With the revival of spirituality, the spirit of the bow, which seemed to have been hungry for many years, began to actively crave magic, so that Dorothy gradually felt that she was being sucked.

"Good man, this is really starving the child."

The witch of the house thought to herself.

Fortunately, she is no longer the weak chicken with only 1w mana magic. Now she is a genuine witch. Well, isn't it just to absorb some magic? Just suck it. There is enough magic today.

Seeing that there was no backlash, Dorothy was relieved. She increased the magic supply in her hand to see how much the spirit of the bow could absorb.

Then

Then she was almost sucked dry and she couldn't hold it anymore.

She thought that the bow could only absorb 100,000 manas at most, but it actually absorbed about 300,000 manas, leaving her with the last 30,000 or 40,000 manas.

And Dorothy could feel that it was not because the bow was full, but because the bow spirit noticed her weakness, so it took the initiative to hold back its appetite.

Well, I have to thank the bow spirit for being lenient, and I am really sorry that I couldn't let the bow spirit suck enough. I can only blame myself for being too weak.

Sensing the emotion of "just filling the gap between teeth" from the awakened bow spirit, the witch of the house could not complain in her heart.

I can only say that it is worthy of being a magic weapon with such a crazy name as "Hunter God". This appetite is really bottomless.

If this thing is a game equipment, then the equipment level requirement may be at least level 90, that is, the sage-level boss can exert its true power.

As for her, a little weak chicken who is only in her 30s, well, she really needs to be grateful for not being rejected by the bow spirit.

In short, this big bow seems to be much stronger than she had expected. Even if a brave man can make this thing, it is a bit outrageous.

Just when she was shocked, the bow spirit that finally recovered a little rubbed Dorothy's soul intimately, and then a message that seemed quite ancient came.

The witch of the house accepted this message, and then a picture unfolded in her mind, which was a terrible battlefield scene.

A giant of light covered with endless light was fighting with a giant snake with hundreds of heads as big as a mountain.

Such a picture flashed by, and then the next picture was that the giant of light pulled out the spine of the giant snake and combined it with the hundreds of heads cut off on the ground, forging it into a big bow.

In the end, the giant of light gradually shrank and turned into a white-haired old man.

Dorothy's eyes condensed, because she looked a little familiar with the old man's dress.

Brave Adam?

Sure enough, just as she thought about it, she saw the old man holding the big bow in his hand and then looking up. His still clear eyes seemed to cross endless time and meet her.

Even though he was far from the handsome middle-aged brave man in her impression, the witch of the house still recognized at a glance that this was indeed Adam himself, but he was a little old and the wrinkles on his face could almost kill mosquitoes. I don’t know how long it was since the night of the thieves.

"Dorothy, my daughter in the future, I don’t know if you can receive this message, but this bow is my last gift to you."

The old warrior withdrew his gaze from the sky, and then sat on the ground with some fatigue. He lowered his head and began to mutter to the big bow on his knees.

"I am probably going to die soon. Death is nothing to be afraid of for me. After all, I have lived a life without regrets and should have no worries. It's just that I suddenly missed you, my child, these two days. I don't know how you will live in the future and whether you can protect yourself. After all, the future me seems to be quite weak."

"This person is getting more and more confused as he gets older. I have been having strange dreams these days. I dreamed that I chopped off a twelve-winged angel with a sword, and then I dreamed that I shot and killed a thousand-eyed and hundred-headed dragon in battle with a bow. I also dreamed of a cunning and cruel goat-horned demon, an indescribable evil god, and finally I dreamed that I drove a big ship to the distance."

"Dreaming about a ship is not auspicious. I always feel that the ship may be the legendary ghost ship that crossed the Styx. This may really indicate that my deadline is approaching."

"Then why not take advantage of me before I die?" When you are too old to lift a sword, take one last adventure. I want to try to leave you something good for self-defense. "

"Speaking of which, the giant dragon with a thousand eyes and a hundred heads in the dream is really good. If you were still alive, you would definitely be tempted. It's a pity that I have searched the dragon world but haven't found such a giant dragon. The most similar one is this dragon snake with a hundred heads. Just use it."

"In fact, the dragon snake's keel should be better made into a spear or sword, but your martial arts are still immature. It's better not to fight with others in close combat. It's easy to get hurt. So it's good to learn archery. Just stay away and shoot. If others come, just run away. "

"I really envy the future me who can watch you grow up. "

Dorothy: "."

No, what do you mean, brave father? This is the first time I hear people say that I am bad at close combat. I am a martial god.

Looking at this scene, the witch of the house was so moved that she almost cried at first, but she was so angry that she stomped her feet in the end.

She really didn't expect that this bow that shot a hundred heads was actually the last gift that the brave Adam left for her after ten thousand years. It's no wonder that this high-level and scary weapon didn't reject her magic at all. It turned out that this bow was specially customized for her by the strongest brave of all generations.

However, what's more outrageous is that this bow was passed down in the mortal world for countless generations after more than 30,000 years of time. It was finally delivered to her.

Is this the power of a brave? It's so strong that it's a foul. It's worthy of being the only t0 profession of mankind.

However, the witch of the house looked up at her father who was still a handsome middle-aged uncle in front of her.

Dad, what kind of magic did you learn in this life? What kind of mage did you become? You see, you've entered the wrong profession. You should inherit your ancestors' business and become a brave.

Uh, wait, dad, you really didn't learn the inheritance of a brave?

Dorothy suddenly remembered this, and for a moment she was really unsure.

After all, she had never seen Adam's ultimate strength in her life. When the father and daughter were wandering in the lower world, Adam was always invincible and had never encountered any major danger. After marrying Annie, he became a workplace elite and had no chance to fight with others.

But think about it carefully, Adam's strength was only equivalent to that of an elite witch. Could he really steal her from the Territory of Radiance?

Although the Dragon Mother led the troops to the battlefield at that time, the defense at home was indeed empty, but the strength of the Territory of Radiance that Dorothy had seen in the past two months was not something that a mere elite witch could do.

Let alone the elite witch, the Peak Witch was not sure to escape from the pursuit of the Territory of Radiance.

Then how did Adam hide with her for so many years.

Just relying on the anti-divination secret treasure that he took with him that year?

Oh, what was that secret treasure?

Dorothy thought about it and seemed that she had never seen that secret treasure since she was a child.

So, she blinked and looked at Adam with a sharp look.

Adam: "."

The old father felt a little awkward with his daughter's strange look, and he touched his nose awkwardly.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Well, I know that giving you weapons is a bit inconsistent with my style, but there is no way. Who told you that you will probably go to the battlefield in the future? I told you not to go, but you will not listen. What else can I do? I can only hope that you can be safer."

"I know that you are good at learning combat magic, but you don't really go to the battlefield and don't understand. Personal bravery is not that important on the battlefield. You can take this to shoot hundreds of heads and hide behind to be a sniper witch. It's safer. I tell you, few people who rush to the front line on the battlefield have a good end. I only have you as a daughter, and I still expect you to take care of me in my old age."

Adam persuaded earnestly.

Dorothy: "."

No, why does this sound so familiar?

Ah, okay, old man, you are worthy of it. Tens of thousands of years have passed, but you still say the same thing. How can you teach your child to be the sixth child? Where is your brave spirit?

The witch of the house was speechless for a while.

And it’s okay that the brave Adam despises my martial god realm, after all, I really can’t beat that big daddy, but how can you, a weak and fragile wizard father, look down on me so much.

I, the martial god of the dragon witch, am super fierce.

"Actually, I just want to ask where the anti-divination secret treasure you took away back then went. I heard my mother talk about this before. It's time to return it."

She could only rely on this topic to regain her respect.

Adam: "."

The old father was even more embarrassed.

"That one was broken long ago."

"After your mother received the news, she went crazy and did all kinds of divination. The shielding ring didn't even last for a month before it was overwhelmed and broke."

Adam felt very guilty and lowered his head like a child who had made a mistake.

That's why he didn't dare to come to the Brilliant Territory during the day. Everything else in his life was upright, except that he broke a lot of precepts the day he ran away with his daughter.

Dorothy: "???"

When the otaku witch heard this, she was immediately filled with questions.

No, the anti-divination secret treasure is broken, how come the two of us are still wandering around outside for more than ten years?

She was about to ask this, but suddenly she looked down at her hands and remembered her sage destiny that was immune to divination.

Ah this

The false anti-divination secret treasure - the shielding ring.

The real secret treasure against divination - the sage cub.

Good guy, the plug-in is actually me?

"Okay, that's okay. After shielding the ring, I'll help you compensate your mother."

Dorothy covered her face with one hand and said speechlessly.

"Well, actually I still have some savings."

How could the old father listen to this? He immediately took out his wallet and prepared to pay, but the witch held him down with his hand.

How could Dorothy not know how much money Adam had? All his little treasury had been spent on himself over the years. This could be seen from the limited edition master handmade magic bag that Adam had given her before. come out.

This is really a real dad, he is really willing to spend money.

Besides, now that Dorothy is the big boss of Qunxing Industries, a master shipbuilder who has just built a legendary battleship, how can she have the nerve to ask her old father for money again.

What's more, her father just gave her a magical weapon. Well, the ability to kill hundreds of heads is not comparable to that of the broken shielding ring.

The three of them chatted for a while, but in the end Annie dragged Adam and ran away.

After all, this Territory of Glory is not a place where you can sneak into casually. If you don't run away and get discovered, Adam will really have nothing to gain.

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As soon as Adam and Annie left, Dorothy turned her head and looked at the other side of the window.

"Mother, do you have insomnia too?"

she asked.

Then, Euphilia walked out of the shadow.

"Ha, even if he still has some conscience, he is still hateful."

Mother Long looked at Adam's leaving figure and gritted her teeth.

She had worked so hard to prepare a surprise, and the guy gave such a heavy gift. How could she win?

The Dragon Queen looked at the big bow held in her daughter's hand with complicated emotions.

She also really couldn't understand how a man who was picked up casually back then could still have such a rich family background.

What about the Hunting God's Great Bow? This bow is even more special against dragons.

"Keep this bow well, but don't let anyone know its name casually, otherwise it will easily get into trouble."

Mother Long could only remind her daughter this way.

After all, if you kill a hundred heads, the Dragon King will become a dragon with a thousand eyes and a hundred heads. If you give this name to other dragon witches, they will think you are rebelling.

But damn, what gift should I give you tomorrow?

Long Ma is insomnia.

Damn Kavin, so annoying,