Chapter 851: 546. Painting
“Let’s go, it’s ti for our next destination.”
After being reminded by senior Fanny and roughly understanding the Sun God’s divinity within her, Dorothy shook her head, not paying it much attention.
It’s ultimately a good thing, after all, her strength has increased a bit.
As for the cost of the Power of the Sun God, it rely ant that in order to enhance the Sun God’s divinity, she needed to work hard to “repay the loan” by fulfilling the Grand Wish she made.
If the world is without light, then she will transform into the sun and illuminate everything.
When she truly accomplishes this, she will no longer be a Demigod but directly beco the new Sun God of the Witch World.
However, the hobody witch didn’t care much about this either.
The Divine Position might be an incredible temptation for other mortals, but for her, it was a dispensable thing.
Moreover, her prior Grand Wish wasn’t for the Sun God’s position, she simply wanted to do it.
Regardless of whether the Sun God’s divinity was a reward, she would still strive towards that goal.
It’s not for any reward, simply because she wanted to do it, so she did.
Looking one last ti at the valley turned into a sea of flas before her, Dorothy turned gracefully towards the next destination.
Within her, the originally thin divinity of the Sun God was slightly strengthened due to the Solar Fla purifying and illuminating the once Darkness-enveloped Valley of Sin.
The enhancent of divinity directly reflected on the hobody witch. Her skin revealed so “cracks,” from which golden light and fire faintly erupted.
However, the Grand Inquisitor’s black cloak with a red base fluttered behind her, and as the fabric swayed, the cracks and fire gradually cald down. The newly awoken and hurriedly catching up novice Judges wondered if they had imagined it.
Yet, when they looked at the back of the figure striding ahead, their feelings subtly changed.
Previously, everyone was rather indifferent about this journey, rely following orders from Lord Clown.
But now, their feelings unexpectedly changed in ways they couldn’t quite understand.
Hmm… It was as if, having been accustod to darkness, a splash of light appeared before them. Although they had never seen light and didn’t know its significance, they inexplicably wanted to chase and follow that light, curious to see where it would lead.
In short, the novice Judges suddenly felt a bit of anticipation for the journey ahead.
And so…
Just like that, half a month passed in the blink of an eye.
Late at night, in the desert filled with yellow sands, a small campfire was the only light in the darkness. Thirteen witches sat around the campfire, each doing their own thing.
So were drawing, so were sharpening weapons, so lay gazing at the stars, while others whispered among themselves…
Nonetheless, nearly everyone was discreetly eyeing the iron pot atop the campfire, from which an enticing aroma wafted. Just the sll had already aroused their appetites.
Dorothy maintained the cooking spell on the pot while reading the last parchnt report by the firelight.
In the past half month, following the Investigation Corps’ report, she found the Calamity Beasts one by one and used them as fuel to strengthen the Solar Fla.
In the process of hunting these Calamity Beasts, she witnessed firsthand the devastation left by them in once bustling cities.
Her understanding of the apocalyptic cruelty deepened, no longer rely a string of cold words from the reports, but vivid, harsh images.
The hobody witch turned to the witch sketching nearby.
This was Skywalker, Vice-President Ivette.
Since Dorothy casually saved the Angel Witch, initially mistaken for an Angel spy and almost sent to the Torture Departnt, she beca Dorothy’s most loyal subordinate.
Even during break ti, Miss Vice-President quickly sat to Dorothy’s left, which sowhat displeased Alice sitting to her right.
The little witch disliked the Angel Witch, partly due to a vampire’s innate repulsion to angels, and partly because anyone could see the Angel Witch’s peculiar attitude towards her sister.
Hm, always so flamboyant floozies trying to steal my sister, no way, absolutely impossible, my sister should be guarded by , you overly curvaceous tramp can’t get close to my sister.
Feeling helpless, the hobody witch flicked her finger, giving her jealous and resentful little sister a playful nudge.
Really, Alice, what do you think your sister is? Do I seem like soone easily seduced by beauty? I…
Although Dorothy wanted to confidently insist she wasn’t swayed by beauty, she trailed off, as Vice-President Miss’s alluring figure naturally surfaced in her mind.
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