Otaku Witch-Chapter 654 - 468. Mechanical Ascension_2
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"Hmm, I knew it was you. So, do you remember battling a player who possessed the Dream Fleet?"
Dorothy asked with her head lowered.
Actually, there was no real need to ask. After all, it was pretty much confirmed by now, but she needed to make Sophia die a clear and unmistakable death today to soothe the hatred in her heart.
"The Dream Fleet? Miss, how did you know about that? I remember that player with the Dream Fleet was really bad, totally clueless about warfare..."
The Pure White Angel replied instinctively, quite surprised that the Miss knew about that too. But as she spoke, she came to a realization.
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Wait...in "Fleet Collection," Legendary Battleships are usually acquired through either self-manufacturing or Krypton Gold, so it was generally assumed that players with the Dream Fleet were big spenders, since the extremely low success rate of building Legendary Battleships meant that even one was considered incredibly lucky, let alone an entire fleet built from scratch.
But her own Miss...
Sophia remembered Dorothy's terrifying talent at crafting ships by herself. If it were her...
And then she thought of the ID of the player who had the Dream Fleet back then, All Ship-Girls Are My Wives...
Damn, that frivolous ID was so in line with her own Miss's style, so...
The Pure White Angel, who had basically figured out what had happened, had her usual question mark-shaped ahoge turn into an exclamation mark. Her mouth opened slightly as she tried to explain to the Miss, but she didn't know what to say for the moment.
She could only marvel at how small the world seemed to be, or perhaps how mysterious fate was. Even she had not expected such an uncanny connection with the Miss. Had their first contact really been that early?
However, it was clear that their first encounter was anything but pleasant. Now, the Miss across from her lifted her head, and the fierce smile showed her inner thoughts.
Well, that was it, no chance of a peaceful resolution now. Today, either she or the Miss was going to get beaten up. But Sophia didn't believe she would be the one.
So, Sophia arched an eyebrow knowingly. She dropped the act and laid her cards on the table.
"Oh, so All Ship-Girls Are My Wives was you, huh? That's a really interesting ID, isn't it? I actually know a few ship-girls. Maybe I should introduce you to them sometime?"
The Pure White Angel nodded earnestly, as if she genuinely appreciated it.
Dorothy: "....."
*Pfft*...that social suicide came so unexpectedly. Sophia, you stop at no evil! How could you expose someone like that in public?
The Homebody Witch was starting to lose her composure, especially since she could sense that several of her sisters-in-arms, who had been battling, were now stealthily focusing their attention on this side, all eagerly watching the drama unfold.
In an instant, Dorothy's face turned red with anger and embarrassment. Fine, Sophia, let's just settle all our new and old grievances together this time.
Without any hesitation, she stepped forward. The Dragon-headed Giant God Warrior behind her emitted a burst of light and absorbed her into the cockpit at the head of the mecha.
As soon as she sat in the pilot's seat, several restraint belts popped out of the chair, fastening her body firmly to the seat...
Ummm...Nuns? Restraint belts? Bondage...
How risqué.
Although she had built these Giant God Warriors herself, adding these features for fun at the time, now that she was piloting one herself...
Dorothy looked down at her body, which had been made especially noticeable due to the restraint belts. Even though this Body of the Moon Goddess had her favorite large build, the thought that it was her own body made her feel rather strange.
While she was lost in her thoughts, several long tubes, like tentacles, snaked their way behind her. Then, the ends of the tubes extended several ethereal yet sharp spikes and plunged straight into Dorothy's spine at the back of her neck.
*Hiss*...
Startled by this sudden pain, the Homebody Witch's body jolted, and she couldn't help but take a sharp intake of breath.
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Fortunately, the pain came swiftly and left just as quickly; in just an instant, Dorothy had already returned to normal, with a surge of Pava filling her entire body.
[Connection successful. Dragon God is ready for deployment at any time.]
A mechanical prompt sounded within her consciousness just like that.
"Tsk, the neural interface evolution is still not perfect, I'll need to adjust it the next time I take the Hero's Blood Magic Potion, or it'll be uncomfortable to experience this pain every time."
The homebody witch, who hated pain, thought to herself.
The Hero's Blood Magic Potion had the ability to evolve people, but evolution also required an Evolution Template. In reality, Evolution Templates could be bought everywhere, but in this Witch's Night, they had nothing.
Therefore, this time Dorothy chose not to evolve towards the familiar talents and specialties known to witches, but focused all her Evolution Points on Puppetry.
Of course, saying Puppetry might be somewhat misleading. It would be more accurate to call it Mechanical Ascension. She used the ultimate evolution provided by the Hero's Blood to make the fragile human body coordinate better with mechanical operations, enhancing the synergy between the two.
This brand-new talent she called "neural interface" was the ability she had newly evolved. In terms of talent and specialty ratings, it could only be considered R Level, not very high level, but it was very practical at this juncture.
"Now, let's launch, Dragon God."
With a mere thought from the homebody witch, the once-still eyes of the Giant God-Warrior suddenly lit up, its golden dragon pupils turning a crimson red.
Its dragon wings unfolded behind it, but instead of the membrane wings typical of a Great Dragon, they resembled the propulsion wings shared with Dorothy's Familiar Fafnir. Crimson flames burst forth from the exhaust ports on these wings, and the Giant God-Warrior Dragon God woohooed into flight.
Within the cockpit, Dorothy's vision had already fully connected with that of Dragon God. The eyes of the Dragon God were now her eyes. The homebody witch glared intensely at the Pure White Angel not far away, then spread her dragon wings and transformed into a red meteor that shot toward her opponent.
You unsporting bastard of an Angel, take a hit from my adorable Starry Sky Bump first.
The homebody witch's eyes reddened as she gritted her teeth in thought.
However, Sophia, the target, was not at all rattled. She was even a bit pleased, because if the young mistress had remained in that Maze Formation, she would have been truly worried. But now the young mistress was clearly hot-headed, foolishly exposing herself, which greatly reduced the threat.
She didn't take action herself; she merely turned to glance at Michael beside her. Miss Seraph immediately volunteered to step forward. She drew a longsword ablaze with Holy Fire, ready to confront the enemy head-on.
But as she stepped forward, Denisha, who had been inactive, also made her move. The Six-Winged Angel Gigas was instantly activated, catching up to Michael from behind and blocking her way.
"Your opponent is me."
Denisha spoke with a hint of helplessness.
Miss Shepherdess had just received a telepathic call from Dorothy asking for help in blocking the others to create an opportunity for an undisturbed fair duel.
Although Denisha could clearly see that her 'Good Sister' was being rash, she still agreed to the request. After all, who would she be if not a 'Good Sister'?
Michael: "..."
The Six-Winged, golden-haired Miss Seraph faced the gigantic steel Six-Winged Angel Gigas, over ten meters tall, and felt enormous pressure.
It was a joke, after all; within was none other than the God King. Who wouldn't feel pressured?
But when she thought about how the God King had not awakened, she suddenly felt capable again. If she could defeat the God King, wouldn't she be able to boast for a lifetime upon her return?
As a War Angel, she never shied away from battle.
Thus, she clenched her teeth, steeled her heart, and charged forward.
She didn't believe that she, at least a Seraph who could be regarded as a juvenile form of the King of Angels, would be overpowered by an unawakened God King, did she?
...In the midst of the adorable Starry Sky Bump...
