House Witch

   Chapter 378 377. Apocalypse Battle Group

   "Ah, isn't it, your family has guarded the seal for so many years, don't you have any spare means?"

  Looking at the silent angel couple in front of her, Dorothy was a little dumbfounded. She didn't know what to say for a while.

  Should it be said that these angels and witches are really big-hearted? Living next to a human-shaped nuclear warhead every day without taking any precautions, this is really not taking your own life seriously.

   "Actually, there are, but."

   Rosalind was also a little embarrassed at this time, she couldn't help but glared at the daughter beside her.

  No way, the ethnic group has been short of funds these years, which naturally requires increasing revenue and reducing expenditure, and one of the reductions is

   Well, in fact, the guardian formation and the anti-radiant lord's seal strengthening technique have actually shared a magic pool as energy for these years, and now the magic pool has been exhausted by the daughter of my own resentment.

But who would have imagined this kind of thing? Calling the guardian formation has never been activated since its establishment, and the seal strengthening technique is the same. These two formations have not been used for thousands of years, but they still cost money to maintain. When thinking of throttling, people naturally think of festivals.

   And aren't they completely throttling? It's just saving the original two huge sums of money into one sum. In theory, as long as the two large formations are not activated at the same time, there will be no major problems.

   Available now.

  The magic pool required for the curse-level formation is huge, and it will take about a month at the fastest to refill it after using it once, but now there is only less than a week left.

   Tsk, this fate is tricky.

  The dean was speechless, and then even more powerless.

  Hey, their family has risen since the king of the gods, and it has been passed down for hundreds of thousands of years. It is the oldest group in the world of witches. Now, is the family going to become history in her hands? Then what will she look like when she goes to the underworld to meet her ancestors.

  Oh, wait, it seems that few of the ancestors went to the underworld, and most of them are actually still alive.

  Recalling those ancestors who either went to the God King's Kingdom of God as followers after retiring from office, or fooled around in which world they didn't know, Rosalind only felt a little toothache.

   It seems that this is even worse. After all, the dead ancestors will not get up and beat you, but the ones who are still alive will really come and beat you after hearing the news.

  However, when he thought that he was actually just a acting patriarch, and the real patriarch was actually his sage mother, the teaching director was relieved again. She could only be regarded as a subjugated prince at best, not a subjugated king.

   "The thing is like this."

  Although she was so embarrassed that Mimi ached, Rosalind still opened her mouth to explain.

   It’s really not that they were unprepared for this wave. At most, it can only be said that their family’s fortunes have fallen and they are not fully prepared.

  Dorothy: "."

  Uphelia: "."

  The mother and daughter listened to the explanation, then looked at each other, and finally shook their heads one after another.

  伱It’s better not to explain it, whoever saves money will save life-saving things, the person who made this order is either stupid or bad.

   But think about it again, these poor people even cut corners in life-saving means, how bad is the situation in your clan?

   "Actually, we still have a backup plan for missing things."

   Probably aware of the disdainful gazes of the two, Rosalind closed herself and got angry for a while, and then tried to save her respect.

   "What plan."

   "God King Son."

  The dean turned his head, and said in a panic that he felt his face was dry.

  She looked at the holy sword Avalon on the sealing altar, and then added.

   "The sword of the Lord God King itself is a super magic pool. As long as someone can pull out this holy sword, and then guide the magic power on the holy sword, the seal can be repaired and strengthened."

"Oh I got it."

  Dorothy hammered her palm, looking suddenly enlightened.

   "Then the question is, where is your God King Son?"

  She made up the knife with a very curious look.

   Rosalind: "."

  The dean is suffering, she doesn't want to talk anymore, she just wants to be autistic.

   There are no good people in this broken court, and now this clown is the second person she hates in her life.

On the other side, the witch far away in the western universe opened up the front line of the battlefield. A fleet composed of thousands of warships, large and small, is sailing. From the pure white painting of the fleet, the magic sails shaped like wings around, and The standard flag of the Archangel Sword can tell which fleet belongs to.

   This is the battle group of angels and witches—the Apocalypse Fleet.

Although this fleet barely ranks in the top 500 in the Witch Squad Rankings, it is worth mentioning that this is a young squad that has only been established for less than 10 years. Fight a way out of the countless battle groups and rank among the top five hundred. This growth rate has broken the historical record set by the Dragon Kingdom's Destroyed Legion not long ago.

  Although this fleet is actually a little immature compared with the old battle groups, it is enough for the future.

   Therefore, many people were actually amazed by this outstanding battle group, and many people even thought that this might be the beginning of the revival of the angel and witch clan.

It's a pity that such an idea was quickly shattered, because the deputy admiral of the Apocalypse Fleet spoke publicly a long time ago. They are an independent battle group and do not belong to the ancestors. The ancestral court has been severely corrupted, so they decided to set up their own sect and establish the Puritan Church of God King.

  As for why they did this, it was just like the name of their battle group. They were inspired by the apocalypse, and a great saint gave them guidance, allowing them to see another way to better follow the glory of the God King.

  The Lord God King is just a witch, we should respect him, admire him, and be grateful to him, but we should not superstitiously believe in him, because witches are equal.

  Because of equality, then I am the king of gods.

  Of course, this does not mean that you are so arrogant that you compare yourself to a god-king, but that everyone should work hard to become a god-king, and should also take this goal as their belief.

  Belief is magic, so as long as your belief in this goal is firm enough, miracles are entirely possible.

  This is the idea of ​​God King Puritanism, which can be said to be very rebellious, and it is not too much to say that it is outrageous.

If someone had done this in the early years, then the angel and witch clan would have sent people over to suppress it forcibly. After all, in the eyes of this group of religious lunatics, heresy is the most abominable existence, but it is a pity that they cannot protect themselves now. It's because they don't have the ability to go to the front line to arrest people.

This also gave the Apocalypse battle group enough time to develop. Their ideas circulated among the young angels and witches. Many young people who had long been dissatisfied with the status quo of the decadent and solidified God-King Sect liked the thoughts of the Apocalypse war group. Many people went straight to the front line to join them as soon as they graduated.

Even some angel witches who had been wandering around in the early days were attracted by this battle group and gathered here one after another. It can be said that this battle group has actually regrouped most of the forces of the angel witch family that have been exodus over the years, and This is the main reason why they develop so fast.

  Different from the decaying cathedral of the God-King, the Apocalypse Battlegroup at this time is full of vigor and vitality. After all, the largest number of people here are young witches under the age of a hundred.

  Of course there are some witch sisters who are two hundred or even three or four hundred years old, but most of these witch sisters are also very young in mind.

  According to the magical age concept of witches, as long as their mentality is young enough, they are young people.

   It's just that these members are young, but their strength is not weak.

At present, the battle group doesn’t count the numerous servants. If we only look at the witches, the total number is almost 100,000. Among them, there are hundreds of top-ranked witches, thousands of ordinary titles, and thirty to forty thousand ordinary witches without titles. Many, the rest are almost all senior elites, and many of them are only one step away from the Great Witch.

  The quality of such members can be said to be enviable to others. After all, having such strength at such a young age can basically be said to be a genius for all members.

   Well, basically, more than half of the outstanding members of the Angel Witch family over the past century are here.

   "My good fellow, someone took away the ancestral court."

  At this time, among the flagship of the fleet, a blue-haired seraphim witch put down the spell book in her hand and let out an exclamation.

   "Michelle, don't talk nonsense, how is it possible, although the ancestral courtyard is indeed full of waste, but at least the power is still there, who dares to call the door."

   On the other side, a blond-haired seraph witch rolled her eyes with disbelief.

   "Celis, if you don't believe me, go to the Monet to watch it. It was arrested by the Inquisition Court, and thousands of people were arrested at one time. The Monet has gone crazy now."

  Blue-haired Michelle pointed to the spell book and defended herself.

   Seeing that she didn't look like she was joking, everyone present picked up the spell books one after another, and connected them to the magic net suspiciously.

   A moment later, the entire fleet was alarmed, and various exclamations came and went.

   "Tsk, these wastes are really getting more and more outrageous, can't they keep their homes?"

  Someone scolded so angrily. Although they had declared their independence from the ancestral court, they all grew up in the ancestral court after all. Seeing their hometown being taken away by others, they naturally felt uncomfortable.

   "It's good, if you can't break it, you can't stand it. Together with that group of insects, there is no way to revitalize the group."

  Some people cheered. It was obvious that they had a long-standing grudge against those useless compatriots in their ancestral home who were not capable but also had a lot of thieves. Now they can't wait to open champagne to celebrate.

   "Tsk, what did these wastes do? With so many judges dispatched at once, I feel that our battle group might not be able to defeat them without relying on battleships."

  Some people pay more attention to the strength of those judges.

"Be confident, we can't fight with a battleship. Well, have you seen the one with the dragon mask? That robe is the uniform of the Grand Judge. This is one of the three chief judges of the Tribunal, a real giant. , one person can single out all of us."

   There is a well-informed witch sister who popularizes science for uninformed sisters.

   "Sister, it's not right for you to do this, we are still young, okay, the future is promising."

  Hearing the elder sisters' statement that boosting other people's ambitions and destroying their own prestige, some young angels and witches were a little bit dissatisfied.

"Sister, listen to my advice, don't think about single-handedly fighting with the lunatics in the trial court, they are all professional duels, if you really commit a crime and encounter a judge, you will either arrest them without a fight, or ask someone to stand shoulder to shoulder, um, at least shout With five people together, each of those veteran judges can at least fight five."

   "Is it so fierce? Is it an exaggeration to fight five times, we are also a battle group of 500 strong, okay?"

"Exaggerated fart, this is already very conservative. I said that one fight to five is based on the data of the top ten battle groups. If you beat us, ten people will fight together. You don't even look at your own equipment. People What kind of equipment, people don't need magic power to cast spells, can you do it?"

   "Tsk, evil civil servant, I also want to be the dog of the Council of Sages."

   "Hehe, who doesn't want to be a job, but there is no way out, whoever has the opportunity to be a civil servant will be exhausted on the front line."

   While we were chatting, the topic changed. Everyone's attention was attracted by the trial court, but they forgot about the ancestral court's arrest.

   Only a few top witches on the main ship are still discussing this.

   "Sister Maria, the saint is also at the Witch Academy, so it won't affect her."

  The blond-haired Celis looked worriedly at a red-haired eight-winged angel seated above the host.

   This is Maria, the strongest and oldest sister among them. As the deputy admiral of the Apocalypse Fleet, she is also the leader and talker of the entire battle group.

The leader of the Apocalypse Squad, the real admiral is naturally the lady who brought them the apocalypse. Unfortunately, the lady is still in school. Sister Maria presided over the affairs of the battle group.

   In fact, everyone has no opinion on this arrangement. After all, Sister Maria is a strong player who is one step away from the peak. She may be included in this year's peak promotion list. By then, their war group will also have peak combat power.

   "With the ability of the saint, this will naturally not be affected, don't worry."

   Seeing the worried faces of the younger sisters, Maria smiled and comforted them.

If Dorothy was playing again at this time, she might have to exclaim again. After all, this eight-winged angel witch big sister is right in her strike zone. She is a gentle and beautiful big sister with a full temperament. This smile is really like the Virgin Mary alive, and the motherhood is almost turned into holy light overflowing.

   "Let me contact the head office of Lady Saint."

  Maria saw that her sisters were still worried, so she reluctantly took out the spell book and said.

"Great."

   Now, many top witches around couldn't help cheering.

Many of them actually joined the group later, and they recognized Puritanism very much, so naturally they had some longing and curiosity for the founding saint of Puritanism. I have been a saint a few times, but just looking at the images of the saint preaching in the past, everyone is already convinced by that divine talent.

  Although they are relatively strong now, and the Holy Maiden is just a student who has not graduated, this gap in strength does not affect their respect for the Holy Maiden. After all, on the road of faith, those who have achieved come first.

  The saintess must be the closest person to the **** king in the future, and no one doubts about this.

   Now, they finally have the long-lost opportunity to contact the Holy Lady again, and they are naturally very happy.

  Although this was actually just a Monet video chat, everyone even changed their clothes in a second, putting on the best priestly attire one by one, as solemn and solemn as if they were going to worship in a holy place.

   Seeing that her sisters were getting ready, Maria also clicked on the top name in her friends list.

   "Sophia"

On the other hand, in the Witch Academy, the student council president who just finished today's work and was in a daze in the office, relaxing a little bit, and thinking about what dinner the eldest lady will prepare tonight frowned, then took out the spell book, After seeing the contact person, she was slightly taken aback, and then looked weird.

  Video chat is connected

   Two-in-one, I’m too lazy to break the chapter, save you and call me a broken chapter dog

  (end of this chapter)