Otaku Witch-Chapter 704 - 489
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704: 489.
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Meanwhile, a mysterious support descended upon her, a high-level authority granted by the Magic Network.
It made her feel as if she herself was a god of this Magic Net World, capable of anything as long as she stayed there.
Normally, Artie would have enjoyed this feeling of holding power, but now…
“Yo, you finally made it, my future little sidekick.”
Artie’s soul projection had just opened her eyes when she heard that familiar, terrifying voice.
Little Lolita turned her head and saw another soul projection beside her, shockingly the clown woman with the clown mask.
“Ah, you’re here too?”
Artie let out a shocked cry, then immediately took off running.
She ran so fast in this Magic Web Space that her little legs seemed to blur into winged feet; after all, this was a virtual space where anything imaginable was possible.
As a result, Little Lolita’s legs almost turned into cartoonish circular phantoms,
yet that hair-raising voice followed her incessantly.
“Oh, why are you running, big sister won’t hurt you, oh, I get it, you think we haven’t had enough of hide and seek, right?
You should have said so, how could I have known without you telling me.”
“Then you better start hiding because it’s still big sister’s turn to be ‘it’, and if I catch you again, I might have to spank your little bottom.”
“Jee-hee-hee…”
The Clown woman’s exaggerated and strange laughter seemed to connect the entire Magic Web Space, as if the whole world was laughing along, creating an oppressive atmosphere that frightened Little Lolita.
She could only run blindly everywhere, crossing files upon files in the Magic Network.
So, the netizens of Pandora City soon began noticing the strange phenomena.
Someone was enjoying a Magic Shadow show, watching as the male and female lead were about to kiss, but suddenly, out of nowhere, a super cute black-haired Little Lolita knocked them over and dashed away, leaving only a gentle yet oppressive countdown echoing behind.
“1, 2, 3…
Are you hidden, my little cutie?
Jee-hee-hee…”
Audiences: “???”
Some gamers were passionately engaged in a PK, but similarly, a winged-foot Lolita zoomed past their battlefield, leaving both fighters dumbstruck.
There was also a food vlogger doing a live eating show, but suddenly Little Lolita knocked over the vlogger’s bowl, only for a gorgeous Big Sister to catch the bowl, devour all the meat in one bite, and leave a thank-you note.
…
In short, the online world of Pandora City was exceptionally lively tonight.
A Lolita and Clown were seen chasing each other on the giant advertising screens on the exterior walls of skyscrapers.
On the smartphones of the pedestrians below the skyscrapers, there was a close-up of a terrified Little Lolita with tears and snot running down her large face.
In the Magic Network screens in homes, the elegant Clown woman was walking leisurely, but each step she took seemed as though she was teleporting a great distance.
In the school teachers’ mana blackboards, the beautiful Clown Big Sister was dressed in leather, wearing a leather mask, and wielding a leather whip, lashing at a Lolita who seemed too tired to run anymore.
….
Thus, from this movie to that game, from this screen to that screen, the chase through the Magic Network continued.
Until the two came to a wall so tall it seemed to reach the ends of the Earth.
“Jee-hee-hee…
my little cutie, I’ve found you again, huh, why aren’t you running anymore?”
With a triangular head mask styled like a clown’s skin, a bloody butcher’s knife wrapped in chains in her hand, and an appearance that emitted sparks and lightning like a boss, Dorothy looked at Little Lolita, leaning against the wall with a face full of fear, and couldn’t help but laugh.
She then extended her tongue, snake-like, and licked the bloody juice off the butcher’s knife, performing the image of a deranged killer to life.
Oh, the blood has a tomato flavor, not bad to the taste, using the flavor simulation program I conveniently grabbed from that eating show host.
Homebody Witch thought to herself.
However, on the other side, Artie was truly about to be scared silly, and what made Little Lolita even more desperate was that she seemed to have taken the wrong path and ended up at the far end of the Magic Network.
In a virtual world, the Magic Network was supposed to be infinitely vast, without an end, but who could account for the standoff between two nations in the real world? fгeewebnovёl.com
The Magic Republic and the Glorious Divine Realm’s Magic Net spaces are generally not interconnected; there’s usually a barrier that splits the two realms, known as the very end of the Magic Network.
This thing is not like those other files she could easily traverse.
She was really blocked by this wall now, with no path to retreat.
And now, that terrifying twisted Clown woman was also approaching from behind.
What to do?
At this point, Artie was truly desperate, even contemplating giving up completely.
Should she just surrender and accept defeat?
That’s what she thought to herself.
But when she saw the Clown’s blood-lusting demeanor, she was scared.
Moreover, she still had one last ace up her sleeve, right?
“I’m telling you, don’t come any closer, or I’ll scream for help!”
Artie reached inside her clothes, pulled something out, and pointed at the Clown woman, her voice lacking any real force.
“Go ahead and scream.
Even if you scream your lungs out, I want to see who will come to save you.”
Dorothy, upon seeing the Evil Breed pull out a feather, also paused, then laughed and said.
Heh, are you seriously trying to scare me with a chicken feather as if it’s some kind of royal decree?
Only…
As soon as she said this, the Homebody Witch furrowed her brows sharply.
Wait a second, this is the Magic Net World, where theoretically, anything is possible, similar to her changing her appearance on the fly as she had been doing.
But, such feats—believing that “the heart is your magic”—are only manageable by a witch like her used to such beliefs.
From the looks of this little one running away only through physical speed and not knowing how to teleport, she obviously isn’t capable of materializing items at will, a high-level skill.
So where did that chicken feather come from?
It must be something she was actually carrying on her in reality.
Moreover, is that thing really a chicken feather?
“Crap, an Angel Feather, we’re screwed.
Did the theft of the Magic Network Core really involve the Glorious Divine Kingdom?”
The Homebody Witch closely examined the feather and then her expression drastically changed.
Only…
It was evidently too late when she realized something was amiss.
The moment Artie pulled out that Angel Feather, a door suddenly opened on the barrier wall behind her, and endless Holy Light poured through, as numerous Angels escorted a slowly approaching figure in pure white.
“Long time no see, Miss.”
The Pure White Six-Winged Angel, watching Dorothy who was still licking ketchup from a knife, first smiled, then telepathically said.
“Um…”
Being suddenly reunited with an old acquaintance this way, the Homebody Witch felt a bit awkward.
She quickly tossed aside her butcher knife and also shed her disguise, leaving only her original Clown mask and the nun outfit.
“Cough cough, it’s actually not that long, only just over a year.”
Dorothy scratched her head, then looked at Sophia across from her, her voice filled with a bit of embarrassment.
Although more than five hundred years had indeed passed during this Witch’s Night, for Trialists like them, it hadn’t really been long.
The last time the two had met was during the final battle of Act One, and since then just over a year had elapsed.
Now, it was only the second day of Act Two.
Then the Pure White Angel shook her head, thus correcting her.
“To be precise, it has been five hundred and one years, two hundred thirty-four days, thirteen hours, fourteen minutes, and fifty-two seconds.
It really was a lengthy dream.”
Dorothy: “???”
…Homebody Witch full of question marks…
