Seeing Emola's increasingly familiar martial arts demonstration, Dorothy didn't know what to say for a moment.
She finally changed the Dragon King's War Magic into her own Dragon Demon Super Solution, but when she turned around, she found that Little Fat Dragon had changed her Dragon Demon Super Solution back to the Dragon King Fight. What do these mean?
Ah, have times changed at all? Are you performing this dance repeatedly?
The home witch is full of troubles, but she doesn’t know how to speak.
But having said that, although Dorothy knew that this little fat dragon was a genius from the time Emora transformed into a human form, this was still beyond her expectation.
The Dragon King's combat skills are the signature martial arts of the Dragon King. Although in order to spread them easily, the Dragon King's combat techniques mastered by the Dragon Witches must be a beggar's version of the Dragon King's own exclusive martial arts, but they are still among the schools of combat arts.
It is recognized as the strongest tactic, but it is not something that just anyone can easily come up with.
Legend has it that the Dragon King visited warriors from all races and learned hundreds of martial arts. Finally, with his supreme talent and talent, he combined what he had learned throughout his life into one. Only then did he create the prototype of the Dragon King's battle method, and used it to become a god.
On the basis of the Bastard series, the ninth series of combat law is created.
And now Emora just watched her run for a while and then easily got rid of it?
Of course, Lord Dragon King is the founder from scratch after all, so the difficulty is naturally full, and the hardships involved are simply unimaginable to ordinary people. And Emora has her Dragon Demon Super Solution as a reference demonstration, which is the most
It is just an optimization and modification based on the predecessors. Compared with the self-created path, the difficulty is naturally reduced a lot.
But considering Emora's mind and foundation, Dorothy still took a breath of cold air at the talent of her janitor.
Damn it, Adam, you are doing a lot of harm to people. If you hadn’t misled me and made me think that Emola was really a loser, if I had discovered her talent earlier and taught her earlier, the little fat dragon would be better now.
Go up to Dinisha, and with just the two of them, they can push directly to the Kingdom of Glory on the opposite side.
What a flying dragon.
In that case, no matter how superb Sophilia's operational skills are, she will definitely end up being pushed aside by their absolute strength.
Damn it, Adam misled me.
The otaku witch was complaining about her father in her heart, so it’s okay for the old priest to be old-fashioned, so why did he still mislead his children? This bad habit is exactly the same as that of his own father in later generations.
But it’s not too late to discover now that my doorman is like a king.
Dorothy thought with some relief.
But just as she thought about it, inspiration struck.
emm...wait a minute, Emora's qualifications for becoming a king, the dragon king's tactics, the giant dragon...
hiss....
A terrible guess emerged from her mind, leaving her open-mouthed and somewhat at a loss.
Well, he was talking about the possibility that this little fat dragon he raised at home was also the previous life of a great figure in later generations?
The house witch first turned her head and glanced at Artie, who had finally recovered from the state of being exhausted under the previous healing magic. Then she looked at Emora, and the bad premonition in her heart became stronger and stronger.
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And this time the speculation was true, it really made her legs weak, even weaker than when she faced Dinisha and Atty before.
After all, whether it is the God King or the Demon King, they are just big figures who have nothing to do with her in reality. After seeing it, it’s enough to sigh that the boss is awesome. There is no need to take it too seriously.
Anyway, in reality, she may never come into contact with the kind of supreme king who stands at the top of the witch world.
But Lord Dragon King is different, after all, this is his ancestor.
Dorothy was originally a traditional character who paid great attention to family. This was the three views she had formed in her previous life. In that hometown of the heart, facing the gods and bodhisattvas, you could stand and believe it or not, but facing
Ancestors and elders....
Oh, kneeling to the sky, kneeling to the ground, and kneeling to our ancestors, how can this be done?
The otaku witch was at a loss for a while. After all, her ancestors from tens of thousands of years ago would not have been alive and kicking like this in her previous life. Besides, no one had ever taught her how to deal with her ancestors' past lives.
At this moment, she couldn't wait to put it back on immediately, open something, and post a post.
Thank you for the invitation. I am in a different world and have just passed through my second life. What should I do if my ancestor who is tens of thousands of years old has become my disciple in the past life? I am waiting online. It is very urgent.
"Tsk, let's stop thinking about it. It's quite scientific that Artie is the Demon King. After all, the character of the Demon King is very similar to Atty's. But the Dragon King and Emora are really very different.
The difference between them has to be completely irrelevant. The gap is too big, right?"
Dorothy tried to comfort herself in this way.
After all, Lord Dragon King is a famous war madman who refuses to accept anyone and is the invincible type who fights all over the Western Universe. However, the little fat dragon is lazy and timid, so he and Lord Dragon King are two extremes.
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"Senior Fanni, why are you just looking at me? Senior sister, please say something. I am a child living in the wild. I have never seen my ancestors. It’s okay if I don’t recognize them. You are the future fourth king.
Ah, it’s not like I don’t even know your teacher.”
Dorothy began to frantically send messages to the senior with the hat on her head, asking hundreds of questions in one second. Anyway, she was in a hurry.
And this time, Senior Fanny didn't disconnect like she did when she faced Artie before. She was always online.
However, in the face of the house witch's life-threatening series of questions, there was only a faint chuckle that could not be suppressed from the other side of the consciousness link.
Dorothy: "..."
Comrades, silence is now better than sound. I am afraid this person has gone crazy with joy.
Oh my god, it’s over. What kind of Witch-breaking Night is this? What about the promised exchange activities for junior students? Why does it look more like a party for seniors now?
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Although Senior Fanny did not answer her question directly, Dorothy already understood everything from the reaction of Senior Hat, who only dared to snicker and did not dare to say a word.
For a moment, her mentality collapsed.
Sure enough, I only gave him a wrong name, not a wrong code name. The clown is really me.
It's just that when you owe someone 10,000 yuan, you are worried every day. But after you owe a few small goals, your mentality will be much calmer. After all, the problem is too big, and there is no point in rushing.
Dorothy recovered surprisingly quickly. Her collapse lasted less than a second, and then her whole body suddenly swelled.
Tsk, as expected of me, I easily achieved the achievement of gathering the three kings. Can other witches do this?
Not only did she not panic, she even thought so with a little pride.
And for such a big heart like hers, even Senior Sister Leziren, who was pretending to be dead and dared not speak, couldn't help but stretch out a tentacle and give her a big thumbs up.
Awesome, my Xibao.
"Well, you've made good changes, just practice like this."
Dorothy calmed down a little, then nodded to Emora who was waiting for her comment with a normal expression, and then said this.
She has now given up the idea of passing on her Dragon Demon Super Knowledge to Little Fatty Dragon. After all, in the previous life of the Dragon King, it was naturally more appropriate to practice the real Dragon King's tactics.
The otaku witch who missed the tool man expressed regret.
As for how to deal with Emora in the future, the otaku witch said that it was just a big dream. Is there any saying in the dream that who is nobler than others? You don't dare to be arrogant in your dreams, so when do you want to be arrogant?
Huh, aren't they the Three Kings? This time, I, Dorothy, will be the sister of the God King, the owner of the Dragon King, and the guardian of the Demon King. I'll see who agrees and who doesn't.
After thinking about everything, Dorothy easily took out a small piece of cake from her pocket, and then fed it as a prize to the little fat dragon who was waiting for food.
She has always been clear about rewards and punishments. Emola performed well during this morning run, so giving her a small reward will be a good motivation, especially for a lazy character like Little Fat Dragon.
As for the little fat dragon, who was already so happy that she was wagging her tail because of the praise she received, when she saw that there was an extra meal as a reward, she was not tired at all. She even felt that just running in the morning was not enough. She hoped that she could
Chase afternoon runs, evening runs, or even night runs.
Well, Emola loves sports the most.
It's a pity that the otaku witch didn't pay much attention to the little ancestor who looked at her expectantly, but turned to look at the evil little loli on the other side.
Similarly, if Emola who performed well is rewarded, then Artie who failed to finish the race will also be punished.
"Elbow, let's take a shower first, and then Artie, you and I will go to the research institute. Since you are physically able to stretch your hips, you have to work harder in cultural classes."
Dorothy said this.
In response to this, the evil little loli dared not say anything in anger, so she had no choice but to follow the witch into the church with her head hanging down.
In fact, when Artie saw the proud Emora next to him, he became even more angry.
Damn fat woman, just wait. Today's revenge will be avenged in the future. I won't be proud for too long.
The little Loli who didn't dare to be angry with that bad woman cowardly put the pot on the little fat faucet beside her.
It's a pity that Emora didn't pay attention to the threat in Artie's angry eyes. The little fat dragon is still carefully recalling the taste of the cake he just ate.
And Artie, who felt as if he was being ignored, was even more angry.
The three of them arrived at the church bathroom.
Originally, there was no such high-end thing as a bathroom in Adam's chapel. After all, broken churches in the Middle Ages were really not that particular. People of that era didn't take baths very much at all. If they rarely took a bath, it would be more convenient to find a river.
But this place was added after the Otaku Witch came. As an earthwork witch, it was not difficult for her to build a large bathroom by herself.
In the first scene, she used to bathe and chat here with her sisters, but dreams are just dreams. In the blink of an eye, this bathhouse that was just built not long ago in her memory is now complete.
It is an old building with a history of more than 500 years.
However, it can be seen that Dinisha has always done a good job in maintaining the church. Apart from a few more years of precipitation, this bathhouse has not changed much.
Dorothy skillfully activated the water magic array that had been carved in the bathhouse.
As a result, clear water gushes out from the void, and soon fills the huge bathing pool that can accommodate dozens of girls playing together.
Immediately afterwards, the fire element pattern for heating is activated.
As a result, the heat soon radiated from the sleep, steam rolled, and the entire bath became foggy.
In this way, a hot spring pool is completed.
Putting out her finger, Dorothy tested the temperature, and then nodded with satisfaction.
However, when she turned around and looked at the two lolita who were already wrestling with each other, the smile on her face suddenly froze.
Alas, Artie couldn't hold back her anger after all. Feeling that she was being ignored by Emora, she took advantage of Dorothy's effort to release the water and gently poked the little fat dragon's tail.
Although the dragon's tail is also a combat weapon, it doesn't matter if it is poked, but it is in the dragon form. After transforming into a human, the tail is actually surprisingly sensitive, more sensitive than the hands and feet.
For dragons, external features such as tails, wings, and dragon horns cannot be touched easily by outsiders when they are in human form. Only those whom the dragon absolutely trusts can touch these parts of them.
But it was obvious that Atie was not that close to Emora's heart yet. Therefore, even though the little fat dragon was mild-tempered and a little timid, she was angry when someone attacked her vitals in such a sneak attack.
Not to mention that she just learned martial arts from Dorothy.
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Well, she gave Atty a gentle push.
Well, it's Emora after all, and that's the limit of her anger.
And it was really a gentle push, and she carefully restrained her strength. The little fat dragon also knew that his dragon power was not something that a mortal could bear, so he limited his output to the human level.
But even so, the power was not something that little lolita like Ati could bear, so the evil little girl fell down with a bang.
Can this be tolerated?
Regardless of whether others can tolerate it or not, Atie can't tolerate it anyway. Her bad temper...
Just like that, Artie was so angry that he rushed forward. Atti stepped out, and Artie started to cover his swollen hands and scream.
The little fat dragon fought back. She sat down on Arti. Player Arti couldn't get up again, and player Arti started to cry...
The chickens pecking each other were very exciting.
And the otaku witch, who understood the consequences of everything, was even more speechless about this.
Are these two really the previous lives of the Witch King?
Tsk, I see this witch world and take jujube pills.
Dorothy somewhat understood why Denisa looked disgusted when she mentioned educating Artie. If the Dragon King and Demon King larvae looked like this in reality, then Denisa had really worked hard.
It's just that Dinisha used to take care of one baby at a time, but now the otaku witch takes care of two babies at the same time, so the difficulty is more than doubled.
Fortunately, she is the best at dealing with naughty children.
Dorothy was not used to these two little guys. She simply snapped her fingers and removed the clothes of the two lolita, then picked up one with one hand and threw it into the bathtub.
After the two huge splashes, the two little ones each emerged from the water with their short legs dangling. However, Artie, who had regained her freedom, really had a short memory, was naughty and fun-loving, and at this time she was heading towards the little ones.
The fat dragon drinks water with its mouth.
In response to this, the otaku witch covered her forehead with one hand and felt helpless.
Artie, are you sure you want to compete with a giant dragon?
Seeing that Emora was about to show off her dragon breath posture, Dorothy had no choice but to snap her fingers, take off her clothes, and walk into the bathtub.
"Do you want to ruin this place?"
She lightly punched the little fat dragon on the head, causing her to close her mouth that was condensed with the dragon's breath. Then the otaku witch reached out and scooped up Atie, who was jumping violently beside her, into her arms again.
"Don't move. Let me wash your hair and see how dirty it is."
She looked at the little Loli's messy hair and said angrily.
However, Adi seemed very uncomfortable with this and wanted to struggle.
"Don't touch me, I can wash it myself."
However, it is a pity that the power gap is too huge, and all the little Lolita's struggles are ineffective.
Finally, after trying to break free many times to no avail, Adi accepted her fate. She just lay down in the arms of the tall otaku witch, with her head resting on two natural headrests that looked like clouds.
"You win, you bad woman."
She stared blankly at the water.
Although Ati himself was not voluntary, the reflection on the water was particularly harmonious.
There were two very similar figures, one large and one small. The adult was holding the child. The two had similar black hair. The only difference was probably the pink and jade-like little angel, who was as delicate as a doll compared to the arms.
The figure that looks like a goddess standing behind her looks a bit attractive and crotch-stretching.
Well, at first glance, they really look like a mother and daughter.
"Haha, you really look like my daughter, but you're a bit ugly."
The otaku witch also saw the reflection on the water, she joked like this.
Artie: “…..”
She wanted to scold her back, but just looking at the unclear reflection on the water, she felt a little dizzy. She didn't dare to raise her head and look directly at this bad woman without a veil behind her.
Even she had to admit that this bad woman was indeed a little bit pretty.
"Tch, you can't be my mother. I don't have that kind of thing. That bitch..."
Artie tried to argue.
But Dorothy interrupted her without waiting for her to finish.
"Okay, don't move. Your hair is really beautiful. It's just a little bit worse than mine. That's good. A witch's hair is often the best carrier of her power. The graduation staff of a mature witch
Often your own hair is used as the core of the wand, so you have to take good care of your hair."
She said something that Artie couldn't understand at all.
But Adi didn't care about it. She felt the gentle hands on her head, and then slowly sank the lower half of her face into the bathtub, spitting bubbles and playing in boredom.
This was the first time she had experienced the feeling of having her hair washed, but it was not as annoying as she had imagined.
Beside the two of them, the little fat dragon spread out its arms and legs, arranged itself into a wooden shape, and then swayed its tail as motivation, floating happily in the swimming pool.
