The Witch Hunter System

Pangea Star System, Moon's Core

Cling, Clang, Clang…

The metallic noise of construction resounded throughout the ruined colony, hidden within the moon's core, as the red dragons mended the widespread damages.

It was impossible to completely recover the lost civilization's technology and functions.

However, if it was just restoring the ancient moon colony's basic life support systems, the Red Dragon Clan was more than knowledgeable and capable enough.

Even if they didn't understand the lost civilization's advanced technology, they used their knowledge of magic and runes to patch up the areas where they did not understand.

In fact, the widespread damage to the ancient moon colony gave the red dragons a larger degree of freedom in their reconstruction plan.

After all, the ancient moon colony was built for an advanced humanoid or human race. Despite its enormity, it wouldn't have been suitable for accommodating the large size of dragons.

As such, the widespread damage saved them both effort and time in modifying the ancient moon colony to accommodate both humans and dragons.

Nevertheless, the ancient moon colony was estimated to accommodate half a million human-sized beings. For a hundred red dragons, it was a gargantuan task that would take them weeks, possibly months, to fully restore functional life support systems.

Fortunately, the nearby dimensional crack gave them a limitless supply of pure mana, greatly improving their work efficiency.

With more red dragons and witches bound to join in on the reconstruction project over time, the completion time would be further reduced.

Hahaha… AHAHAHAHA!

Amid the busy reconstruction noises, hearty dragon laughter shook the ancient moon colony. The red dragons could not help themselves but fall into a fit of heavy laughter every time they looked at each other.

"Ahahaha! You look seriously ridiculous! You look like you're wearing a fish bowl!" a red dragon loudly guffawed as it stared at another red dragon wearing its Airhead.

"HAHAHAHA!" the other red dragon laughed back at it even louder, saying, "No, you look ridiculous!"

"Ahahahaha!! No, you do! You look like you're wearing a fish bowl!"

"And you look like a round-tip unicorn! HAHAHAHA!!"

"WHAT!?"

The red dragon with the faulty magic equipment was immediately shocked to discover its forehead area was sticking out excessively. When it turned to the other red dragons, they laughed hard at it, too.

In that instant, the red dragon was petrified. Shock, shame, and fear poured into its fragile heart.

As it turned out, they were not laughing at each other. They were only laughing at him!

"Oh, this is bullshit!" the red dragon cursed, feeling endless shame and embarrassment.

"Hahahaha…!" the other red dragons continued to laugh.

…

While the red dragons carried out their fun work, Vaan and the witches went to the other side of the moon's dimensional crack to cultivate.

The seemingly limitless amounts of pure mana shocked everyone.

Whether it was the usually calm Eniwse, the stern Aeliana, the elegant Solana, the quiet Dahlia, or the youthful Cyrena, they were also astounded.

Not even Ophelia or the three Dreamcatchers who all followed was an exception.

The pure mana of the subterranean region was unlike any mana they had ever encountered. It was nothing compared to mana stones circulated in the market and definitely not the mana from Gehenna.

"The mana in this underground space is so pure. Mana has never felt this easy to manipulate and absorb. The mana circulation method is running even smoother than usual…" a battle witch exclaimed as she analyzed the pure mana.

"Take this chance to cultivate while you can. You won't get many chances to do so once you start helping the dragons rebuild the moon colony."

"Yes, Supreme Commander!"

"Yes, Lord Vaan!"

The battle witches and witch students all answered with enthusiasm and excitement.

Cultivating in such a miraculous place would produce at least twice the result with half the effort.

"Sir Vaan, I'm actually jealous. To think you had access to such a wondrous place. It's only after coming here that I realized the mana from Gehenna is very impure," Ophelia commented enviously.

Such pure mana was rare, even in her previous life in Nightmare. Nightmare's mana was just a little purer than Gehenna's but still very much impure.

As such, she was quite curious about where they were in Chaos.

"There's no need to be envious, Lady Ophelia. You are a highly-

regarded guest of mine. You are welcome to stay here to cultivate for as long as you want," Vaan calmly stated with a smile.

After hearing Ophelia's words of envy, he was able to confirm the effectiveness of pure mana. It wasn't just useful to men; it was even more useful to witches.

"In the near future, when the path to the moon becomes readily available to everyone, even your Black Witch Society's people will get plenty of chances to cultivate here as well—should you wish them to."

"Really? Will you really grant access to such a large group of fallen witches, Sir Vaan?" Ophelia asked.

"Of course, provided that they follow the societal rules of the regions," Vaan nodded before reminding her, "They won't get any special immunity for breaking the laws, so keep that in mind, Lady Ophelia."

"Naturally, that is to be expected," Ophelia acknowledged.

Shortly after, she politely excused herself, not wishing to take up any more of Vaan's time. She found herself a quiet and secluded spot in the subterranean region to cultivate her magic power.

"I'm not sure if it'll be effective at your level, but feel free to cultivate if you desire it, Lady Dreamcatchers," Vaan said to the three Dreamcatchers hidden within their cloak of invisibility.

"You need not concern yourself with us, Sir Vaan. The mana here is indeed very pure, but it is so true that it is not very effective at our level. We will continue to protect you as our Mistress commanded," Ninth Dream spoke seriously after emerging from her illusion.

Vaan's gaze slowly shifted to the other two Dreamcatchers cultivating within their cloak of invisibility before he uttered, "I see… That's reassuring. You can go back to your cultivation, Lady Ninth Dream."

"Sir Vaan, I do not know what you mean," Ninth Dream knitted her brows.

"Oh, my bad. I've misspoken. I meant you can go back to protecting me in secret, Lady Ninth Dream," Vaan corrected with a smile.

"Oh, I see. All is well then," Ninth Dream pouted before disappearing into her illusion.

Even so, she didn't cultivate like the other two. She remained true to her task. At least one of them had to guard Vaan at all times, even if there were no nearby threats.