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Fox Exploits the Tiger’s Might_2 711: 492.
Fox Exploits the Tiger’s Might_2 Her quirky inspiration.
This inspiration was the foundation of her reputation as the Witch of the Forest, and it was precisely because of such inspiration that she could create new spells as simply as eating and drinking.
And now thinking about it carefully, it really seed like her future self was sneakily passing answers to her current self, or rather, her current self was directly borrowing her future self’s brain to help with so calculations.
Could it be that her future self, a certain Dorothy, had also reached the realm of The Third King, thereby having her strength feed back into history, making her feel like the Evil Breed Little Loli who had received a portion of Lord Demon King’s authority, gaining that part of the strength that belonged to her future self ahead of ti?
Ah this, worthy of my future self, truly aweso.
But, do I, who have offended Lord Demon King, still have a future?
Future , quickly use your supre power to save .
The Hobody Witch was crying without tears in her heart, screaming silently.
Then, under senior Fanny’s astonished gaze, she silently took out the Parchnt Contract signed with Lord Demon King’s na and placed it on the table.
“Why the shaky legs, if this was you, you’d be shaking too, right?”
She replied irritably.
Senior Fanny: “???”
Masked Senior Sister was first stunned, then after a glance at the contents of the parchnt contract, her eyes behind the mask visibly widened, and she was montarily at a loss for words.
After a long while, she finally spoke again.
“Well done, truly worthy of being you, Dorothy.
I’ve never admired anyone in my life, but I admire you.
I have to admit, you are indeed braver now.”
This ti, not even the rry Maker dared to look for fun anymore, but rather admired her by raising a tentacle in a thumbs-up gesture.
“For the sake of our acquaintance, Dorothy, go on your way without worries, I’ll take care of your family and friends.”
Masked Senior Sister was ready to wave goodbye with tears.
Fine then, a dog can’t change its habit of eating that stuff, and a rry Maker ultimately can’t change their nature of gloating over others’ misfortunes.
“You get lost.”
Dorothy replied irritably, giving the little conscientious senior sister the middle finger, then she took several deep breaths to calm herself down.
What’s done is done, no amount of regret or unease is going to help now, so there’s nothing left to fear, if I’m going to die today, I might as well die with so dignity.
It’s just about accepting Lord Demon King as a servant, right?
How big a deal can it be?
Since it’s done, let’s make good use of it.
So…
“Good Sister, save .”
The Hobody Witch decisively called out, trusting that her invincible childhood sweetheart would hear her cry for help.
Yes, only The Third King can face The Third King; this wave had to use magic to defeat magic.
Indeed, the mont Dorothy abandoned her dignity to call for help, a flash of white light crossed in front of her, and then she saw a sacred figure appear beside the Evil Breed Little Loli across from her.
“Dorothy, it’s pretty busy at the front lines, isn’t it?”
Miss Shepherdess looked sowhat helplessly at the sister in front of her, and then spoke in a tone that seed admonishing, yet was actually indulgent.
Before Dorothy could respond, a scream reached her ear.
“Damn, damn, damn, God King Teacher?
Dorothy, what’s going on here?
Why did you call ‘Good Sister’ and summon God King Teacher?
What kind of invincible Pava is this, is it a new spell you created?
Teach …”
Senior Fanny was so shocked she was almost incoherent.
It can’t be blad that she looked embarrassed; after all, she had never seen God King Teacher, who always appeared gentle and amiable yet unattainably mighty, being so genuinely tender before.
Tsk, tsk, look at that indulgent gaze, lting one’s heart, right?
If Dragon King Teacher had even a second of that treatnt, she would probably have been so excited she’d run several circuits around the Witch World.
So, she really wanted to learn this technique.
However…
Although no one but Dorothy could see her, right then, the Shepherdess, who had been gentle as water a mont ago, suddenly glanced sideways at the Clown mask that senior Fanny was wearing.
Yes, suddenly it felt right, that look of majestic authority mixed with a bit of disdain, God King Teacher used to warn her in the sa way whenever he felt she was being annoying.
After recognizing that look, wow, it was the real deal.
But, there’s no reason, God King Teacher isn’t omniscient and omnipotent, so how could it be possible for a phantom of the past to beco the real body, wait a minute…
Could it be….
Senior Fanny seed to have thought of sothing.
She suddenly beca quiet, and then quite obediently shut her mouth, just as if she truly beca an ordinary mask.
Among the three kings, it’s hard to say who has the strongest combat power, but when it cos to the highest domain, there is no dispute, it is the eldest Witch King before us, God King.
She was only a hair’s breadth away from transcendence.
Not the kind of hair’s breadth you asure by the universe, but a real, tangible hair’s breadth.
The chain blocking her path was down to a single thread that could break at a tug, and she could reach the realm of omniscience and omnipotence that all witches dream of at any mont she wished.
Except, it seed that she herself didn’t want to break that last shackle and chose to mark ti in place for over a hundred thousand years.
And now….
Hiss…
can’t think anymore, can’t think anymore, Asa Vanni ah, sotis knowing too much is not a good thing.
At this mont, Masked Senior Sister is obedient in a way that breaks the heart.
The Hobody Witch also tapped the mask, finding it strange why the Masked Senior Sister who had just been so agitated suddenly beca silent.
Could it be she disconnected again?
“Tsk, what poor network speed you have.
And here I was looking forward to seeing your reaction to Denisha, and now this?”
Dorothy thought sowhat listlessly.
But never mind, let the useless rry Maker do as she pleases; what’s most important now is to deal with the hot potato that is the Evil Breed Little Lolita.
This Demon Lord’s Maid is extrely precious and must be turned over to the state.
Such a treasure must be enjoyed by my Good Sister first.
So…..
“My Good Sister, I have brought you a treasure.
This child obviously has potential, the kind with limitless future prospects.
In order to not waste the child’s talent and inspiration, I think it’s best that she study under you.”
The Hobody Witch said, feigning ignorance bluntly.
She knew that the Denisha before her was definitely no longer the Shepherdess from five hundred years ago.
She hadn’t been sure before, but after hearing Senior Fanny describe the power of the Omnipotent One, she was pretty much convinced.
The Good Sister before her is likely both her Childhood Sweetheart and the supre Oldest King.
She believes Denisha could probably identify the identity of the Evil Breed Little Lolita with just one glance…
No, it’s more accurate to say she has probably known everything from the start.
Sophia still thought that she had orchestrated the outco by controlling fate, but now it seems her poor roommate is likely just a piece in soone else’s scripted play of fate.
She thought she was the ga player, but in fact, she was just a ga piece within a larger chessboard.
No wonder this pursuit task ca so opportune, and it just so happened that they were the only ones in the entire Magic Republic who were available for a mission.
emmmm….
Dorothy’s brow furrowed, previously Sophia’s psychological attack only made her waver a little, but now all of this was truly frightening.
Is this the power of fate?
Indeed, it is a supre power that surpasses that of space-ti.
It really is terrifying.
Damn it, you people who play with fate using a script in your hands are truly filthy.
“Scared now, aren’t you?
That’s for being so arrogant before, nearly having ‘Invincible’ written all over your face every day.”
Across from her, Denisha seed to see right through the Hobody Witch’s heart, she snorted and flicked her sister’s nose, then turned her head to look at the little Lolita beside her.
“As for this child, I’ve had enough and don’t feel like teaching her anymore.
This ti you do it, after all, you were my teacher once, weren’t you?”
Miss Shepherdess said.
She thought for a mont, then added.
“This child seems pretty durable.
If she doesn’t obey, just hit her, no need to be polite.
I’ve given the word on that.”
Dorothy: “…..”
Ard with imperial authority, the Hobody Witch suddenly felt like she was capable once more.
…Dorothy was eager to try…
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