Spit.....
The previously tightly closed Iron Maiden opened once more, and a figure was spat out from it. Judging by the distance soared backward uncontrollably, it was undoubtedly being expelled, and in a most unwelcoming manner.
Dorothy barely managed to steady herself and then regretfully dismissed the Doomsday Requiem Spear that had only half materialized in her hands, clicking her tongue in frustration.
That aunt really is sothing. I just wanted to try out my Unique Technique, what harm could there be in that? And yet, I got thrown out directly. Just now, I didn't want to go in but you insisted on pulling in; now I don't want to co out, and you insist on making leave.
Hmph, won.
The hobody witch seethed silently.
Well, if that spear of mine had actually pierced through, and struck firmly, then my aunt's accumulation over these tens of thousands of years wouldn't be completely wasted, but she would at least be severely wounded.
No helping it, when a Curse Forbidden Across Worlds faces off against a Domain Skill, that's truly an appropriate matchup.
In her domain, my aunt truly possesses world power, akin to world consciousness due to the world's power blessing her, but my "Doomsday Requiem Spear" is specifically ant to pierce world consciousness, right?
Oh, and this is still a Filial Piety Gun, rounding up to saying Aunt Camilla is sowhat of a mother, she might enjoy extra special attack bonuses.
Indeed, such a matchup tempts people to give it a go, Dorothy almost plunged the spear truly; unfortunately, Aunt Camilla's combat instincts are superb, and before the spear was fully drawn, she kicked out like a plague god.
Thus, the confrontation seed to fall back into a stalemate.
The hobody witch turned and looked around, seeing two Great Dragons still exchanging energy blasts not far away, she glanced at her cautious aunt opposite and shrugged.
"Forget it, I'm done playing, it's ti to end this."
She said.
Camilla: "???"
The First Marquis Lady still didn't quite understand.
Now she just felt this Miss Magician was truly eerie, originally both sisters felt the fortune teller was the most terrifying existence in this circus, but now it appeared this magician was the true ringleader.
However, Dorothy explained nothing. She simply silently returned to the top of the Fairy King, standing again within the Dragon Horn Crown.
"Actually, ever since Witch's Night ended, I've always vaguely felt sothing odd in this world, but couldn't put my finger on it. However, now that I have a rare opportunity to transform, I can test whether it was all a dream or reality."
The hobody witch murmured.
Then, she looked up to the sky, raising both her hands high.
"Praise the Sun."
With Dorothy's whisper, beneath her feet, the Fairy King spread its colossal dragon's wings as though summoning sothing.
Yet, it seed nothing happened.
"Uh, it's actually ineffective? Seems like it really was my illusion, I thought this was a second playthrough, my apologies for the disturbance."
Seeing she had summoned nothingness, the hobody witch was a bit embarrassed.
But before her embarrassnt finished, the sky suddenly brightened.
Hmm, it wasn't the alleged 'White Night' created by the White Night Dragon, but rather the rising of the sun, the sky truly brightened.
But the problem was, it was deep within the night, far before dawn, and moreover, this newly erged sun wasn't the twin suns representing the Twin Kings, but a brand new sun, small, yet luminous enough.
The sun just erged from the void as though transforming from illusion to reality, incomplete conversion resulting in a lagged fra-like visual stuttered flashes.
But this was indeed a sun.
Dorothy: "...."
Looking at the sun hanging above her head, the hobody witch fell silent, instantly understanding everything.
"Tsk, as I suspected ever since Witch's Night, everything felt so strange. My good sister, just what have you done?"
Bathed in sunlight of her own making, Dorothy felt filled with boundless strength, yet it did not prevent her complex feelings at the mont.
However, beneath her, the Fairy King was exceedingly elated, those previously spread white wings now like enormous solar sails, frantically absorbing the magic power poured from the sky's sun.
Thus, the pure white dragon beca even more radiant, its entire plumage turning from Feathers of Light to Feathers of Fire, the originally moonlight-like form White Night Dragon directly transford into a solar state, from a White Dove into a Golden Dove.
The Golden Dove was so brilliant, resembling a miniature version of the sky's sun.
"Don't think so, it truly is. Back then, my sun-fusion blueprint was based on the White Night Dragon Transformation Technique's fundantal structure."
Dorothy looked speechless at all these transformations.
She had never dared to use the White Night Dragon Transformation Technique, fearing its transformation would lead to so extraordinary phenonon, but now that it's been used, she simply took a bold attempt to sense her little sun through the connection between both.
Originally she never thought to succeed, as the fourth sun was supposed to erge after a future Witch's Night, technically absent within the Dragon King Era.
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