House Witch

Chapter 417 416. Changing Rules

At nightfall, Dorothy and her group still took the Golden Country car and arrived at the dock of Glory City.

After all the sparring, eating, drinking and having fun, it was time to go back.

Dorothy took out the empty wine bottle from her bag, opened the lid, and released the small White Dragon Battleship. A group of people boarded the ship one by one.

However, when the house witch boarded the ship, she turned around and looked at the City of Glory behind her. Magic flashed in her eyes, and her eyes cast with the clairvoyance spell immediately saw a high tower in the center of the city heading towards it. The three angels and witches watching from the side.

Their eyes met, and the red-haired angel sister named Maria waved to Dorothy.

Dorothy also nodded politely, and then got into the battleship.

The home witch is still very happy. In her opinion, the communication between Sophilia and the Apocalypse Fleet is still very harmonious. The other party now knows the identity of the pure white witch, but is still willing to be loyal. Such true loyalty It's much more reliable than deceiving.

"Well, it seems that these younger angels and witches are still very discerning. Your road will be broadened."

Dorothy thought appreciatively.

She then canceled the original plan in her mind to suppress or simply destroy the Apocalypse Fleet, which did not know how to praise others.

Today is another day where you don’t need to reveal your vest. It’s great. It would be great if everyone in this world could be so harmonious and friendly.

"Zero, drive home on autopilot."

The otaku witch happily ordered this to her shipgirl.

So, the battleship was launched and was about to set sail, but...

"Stop, wait"

Just when the armor was about to eject and take off, Dorothy shouted again.

Zero was also very obedient and immediately turned off the engine, but the ship girl in the mechanical maid cosplay looked at her master, and a big question mark was projected on the battleship screen.

The same was true for the other people in the battleship. They looked at Dorothy with some confusion, wondering if she had left something behind.

But soon, Sophilia also sensed something. She quickly stood up and came to the side of her eldest daughter. The two of them stood by the porthole of the battleship, looking towards the huge portal outside.

The next moment, the calm portal suddenly expanded again, just like when the Apocalypse fleet returned in the morning. Then, from the whirlpool-like space channel in the center of the huge portal, a gorgeous and huge warship came out. .

This is an ancient warship with a different style from the witch warship.

Most of the witches' battleships are similar in appearance to the space battleships in Dorothy's science fiction works in her previous life, but now this one is really a ship, as ancient as the ghost ship that fell out before. Sail warship.

It's just that unlike the dilapidated ghost ship, this warship is luxurious and gorgeous, and it's much larger. It's not much smaller than the witches' warships.

The first thing to come out of the portal was the bow of the ship that looked like it was praying with its wings spread out, followed by the huge hull, with hundreds of oars like angel wings sliding on both sides of the hull.

There are even larger sails of faith hung on the huge hull. These sails are self-driving, providing huge power for this huge sailing warship.

From the decorations full of papal atmosphere that can be seen everywhere on the hull, and the vaguely visible angels on the deck, it can be seen that this is a battleship of angels.

After this huge angel warship came out, dozens of smaller warships of the same model soon came out of the portal. This was already a small fleet.

"Well, what happened? How could the angel fleet appear in the witch world openly? Wasn't it intercepted?"

Dorothy looked at Sophilia beside her with some confusion and asked.

With the tyranny of the witches, they would naturally not allow a alien fleet to sail into their world for no reason, let alone an angel's fleet.

Even though the angels were once conquered by the witches, heaven has regained its autonomy since the God King stepped down.

It has been almost 100,000 years since the God King resigned. After such a long time, it is difficult to say how much loyalty and awe Heaven still has for the witch world.

Moreover, angels are no better than ordinary aliens. They are a veteran natural disaster strong family with a profound foundation. In terms of overall strength, they are actually only higher than the witch world. The witches have always been very wary of the angels.

Under such circumstances, how could such an angel fleet come in?

Especially during this critical period when the Lord of Glory is about to break the seal.

Dorothy frowned when she thought of the King of Angels who would break out of his seal in a few days.

"They came in through legal procedures. There was a pass issued by the Witch Academy on the ship. I looked at it and it seemed to be an academic exchange certificate. This is an angel mission coming to exchange academic knowledge with the Witch Academy."

Sophilia also frowned, and her golden pupils shone as if being ignited, as if she was inspecting something, and then she said this.

"But I didn't issue this pass."

The pure white witch was a little confused.

As the actual manager of the Witch Academy, she usually needs to sign and confirm such things, but this is the first time she knows about this angel mission.

"Um, is that a false witness?"

Dorothy immediately became excited.

If this wave of evidence turns out to be false, she will immediately take out the trial order and prepare to shake people down. Don't let this unearned credit go to waste.

"Miss, what are you thinking? How could the fake certificate pass through the automatic defense barrier of the Witch World? They were shot down by the garrison when they crossed the border. This is of course the real certificate, probably signed by the school committee. .”

Sophilia rolled her eyes at her eldest lady, whose eyes suddenly shone, and said speechlessly.

After all, she, the student president, is acting as the school committee's authority. If this pass is not signed by her, then it can only be signed by the school committee.

But usually the school committee would send someone to inform her about this kind of thing. Why this time?

The pure white witch just thought this in her heart, and then her spell book was shocked.

Sophilia: "."

It can't be such a coincidence.

She opened the spell book and found that the person who sent the message was indeed someone from the school committee, and it was none other than the dean of the college, her grandmother whom she had never met a few times.

After a quick glance at the news, the pure white witch frowned. She already understood what the so-called angel communication group in front of her was doing.

"They are the elite angels who came to participate in the Witch Night."

Sophilia took a few deep breaths, calmed down her mood, and then said this.

Upon hearing this, everyone in the battleship was stunned.

"But isn't Witch Night limited to Witch Academy students?"

Audrey manipulated the puppet and asked with some confusion.

"Have the rules of Witch Night changed this time?"

Senior Mia also guessed immediately.

"Well, that's true. The news was originally going to be announced tomorrow, so it doesn't hurt to tell you in advance."

Because this was not information that needed to be kept secret, but information that could be made public, Sophilia no longer had any scruples, nodded, and explained.

"This time the Night of the Witch has been changed to a battle mode between two races, a battle between witches and angels, and the replica battle is the battle of the rise of the witch. The battle time starts from the day when the God King awakens to the end of the battle in heaven."

"Well, it won't take more than a few thousand years. That's not very realistic."

Because her mother had already missed the question, Dorothy was not surprised by the reenactment of the battle, but this was the first time she had heard of the duration of the battle.

Originally, she thought that just one or two battles would be enough, but now Sofilia told her that it was all.

Although Witch Night is essentially a very real lucid dream, and the concept of time in the dream is quite vague, but who can dream for thousands of years? This is outrageous.

"That's naturally impossible. We only need to participate in a few key battles that are most memorable to the King of Gods."

The message just sent by the principal was quite brief, and Sophilia didn't know much about it. The specific rules had not yet been announced, so that was all she knew.

"That's it."

Senior Mia and Audrey were thoughtful, and then even a little eager to try.

After all, fighting remnants of memories in Witch Night is not as fun as fighting real people, especially fighting angels in a special battle like the Battle of the Rise of the God King. This is so interesting and immersive, and you will die when the time comes. Just hit it and that's it.

But Dorothy and Sophilia were a little entangled. Such rule changes at this special moment always made people a little uneasy about the upcoming Witch Night Festival.

The otaku witch also looked up at the senior in the hat on her head, but the senior innocently blinked the starry eyes on the brim of the hat, indicating that she was just a pitiful sleeping beauty, and she really didn’t have any inside information. share.

"Fine."

Dorothy withdrew her gaze and didn't think much about it. She took one last look at the angels' battleships, and then said to Zero.

"Okay, you can go, go back."

Anyway, the things that were decided by the college's top management, and perhaps even by the God King himself, are not things that students like them can change. They can only block it with soldiers, and the water will come to cover it up.

It's just that the opponent in the festival changed from a false afterimage of the past to a real angel, so it's not a big deal.

After all, it's not that she looks down on anyone, she just wants to say that no matter what kind of enemy it is, it doesn't matter to her, because...

Because no matter who she is, she can't beat her, and when the time comes, anyone can slap her to death.

Alas, the magic value of Mana is only 4w. She can't afford to be injured. When the time comes, she can just follow the sisters and be a good assistant. The rest will be left to the sisters. All she has to do is follow and call 666. .

It's really a good civilization to form a team to participate in Witch Night.

Dorothy is definitely the strongest summoner of Witch Night.

"As you command, my lord."

The fake ship girl nodded, and then the White Dragon Battleship stopped staying. The propeller behind it sprayed out a blazing stream of magic power, then ejected and disappeared in an instant.

On the angel battleship not far away, a tall, handsome, but neutral and indistinguishable angel seemed to notice something. He turned his head and looked at the place where the White Dragon Battleship disappeared.

It can be seen from the five pairs of ten angel wings behind Him that this is a high-level angel, a big figure in heaven second only to the King of Angels.

"Lord Salil, is this the world of witches? Why do you feel that those angels and witches are so weak?"

"Is this really the country ruled by the God King? It doesn't feel as beautiful as our heaven."

"Lord Salil, can we see the Lord God King with our own eyes this time?"

A group of young angels wearing white gauze robes (the style of ancient Rome) surrounded Salil at this time, which made him have no choice but to look away, and then looked at the group of children with kindness and gentleness.

"Yes, I will. This time I brought you here to communicate with the Witch Academy. When the time comes, you will compete with witches of the same age. You must be modest and cautious, and don't be careless."

After reminding these somewhat impetuous children a little, Salil set his sights in the direction of the distant Witch Academy.

Even though they were far apart, as the most devout guardian angel when Lord Gabriel sat down, Salil could still feel that the power of the great king he served was awakening.

But was that just an illusion? I always felt that the battleship that just left had the aura of the king on it.

Salir thought with some uncertainty.

For an angel of his level, illusions should not exist, but just after the teleportation, the influence of the power of time and space was too strong, disrupting her perception to a certain extent.

But judging from the direction in which the battleship left, it seemed that it was heading towards the Witch Academy, so it wouldn't be long before she would meet those little witches again.

Salir thought so.

As a dependent of the Lord of Destiny, she has always been favored by fate. If she thinks so, then fate will guide her in the future to turn her wishes into reality.

But, since when did the witch world have such ultra-small battleships? Could it be that their shipbuilding technology has made new breakthroughs and warships have become civilians?

The high-ranking angel thought with some confusion.

Then

Then he felt that the thread of fate that he was trying to lead to the strange battleship just now was broken.

This made Salil the whole angel stunned. Then he raised his head to look at the three-wheeled sun in the sky, and then lowered his head even faster, with awe on his face.

He felt that what he just said might be the warning from the three kings.

After all, this is the world of witches, a world cared for by the three supreme beings in the entire Western Universe. I was indeed too reckless just now.

"Um?"

In the spiritual world, in the house on the back of a beautiful white dragon flying with wings spread, Sophilia frowned and casually cut off the thread of fate that came from nowhere.

She felt the pure angelic aura from the broken thread.

Well, that is definitely the power of angels. After all, no witch understands the power of angels better than her.

So were you noticed by the people from that angel fleet just now?

The pure white witch's expression was solemn.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

Dorothy beside her asked quickly when she saw this.

"It's nothing, miss, it's just a mosquito."

The pure white witch said casually.

"Just pull him down. This is the spiritual world, where are the mosquitoes?"

Dorothy rolled her eyes and glared at this bad roommate who didn't even draft a lie, but since Sophilia didn't tell her, she didn't bother to ask any more questions.

Alas, I hope nothing will happen.

The house witch is praying