House Witch

Chapter 766: 765. Where's My Italian Cannon?

"So, what is this thing?"

Looking at the stagnant water on the ground that dissipated with the wind and finally left no trace, Dorothy scratched her head, a little puzzled.

Is it some kind of scary trick in a haunted house?

But there is one thing to say, this thing is really good, who can scare a monster that can be easily dealt with by a basic magic bullet?

However, what kind of monster that thing was just now, because it was a dead body, she was not sure for a while.

Judging from the characteristic of dissipating upon death, it is not like a normal creature, a bit like a ghost or other spiritual creature, but judging from the other party's performance just now, before she was eliminated, she seemed to have a body again.

Besides, how did she know my name was Dorothy?

It's kind of weird anyway.

Dorothy frowned slightly, but she didn't continue to think about it meaninglessly. After all, the few of them still knew too little about this haunted house world, and the most urgent thing to do was to find Miss Wendigo herself first.

The little princess of the Demon King's family came in together with them. Although she disappeared as soon as she came, if the abnormality of this haunted house world was not done intentionally by Miss Wendigo, then she herself should be caught by the ghost at this time. Stuck here together.

Then if I and others want to obtain information about this world, the quickest way is naturally to ask her, the owner of the screaming house, herself.

"Lucy Fair, are you sure Miss Wendigo is here?"

Dorothy turned her head to look at the Black Wing sisters beside her, and confirmed this.

Miss Fallen Angel glanced at the ice and snow fortress standing in the wind and snow with her golden pupils and nodded.

"Well, the direction of her fate line is in the fortress ahead."

Not to mention that she then blinked her magic eyes and added.

"But she doesn't seem to be in a good condition. The castle might be a bit dangerous, although according to my divination results, if we go in, there should be a near-never ending. Do you want to go in?"

Lucy Fei'er turned to look at her eldest lady and asked.

And Dorothy shook her head immediately.

"Is there any danger? Then don't go in, let's be safe."

Because it is not sure whether this place is within the protection of the underworld, and in this situation of not knowing whether there is still a chance of resurrection, the house witch decided to play it safe.

She took a serious look at the ice and snow fortress in front of her, and made an assessment from the perspective of a professional architect.

"Well, although it has a history of almost a thousand years, by the standard of a witch, this is not an ancient house, and its historical value is not high."

"The building materials are ordinary, they are all ordinary materials, made of stone and ice, and there is no obvious aura of magic patterns on it."

"Let me look at Fengshui, tsk, a place of great evil, this landmark is okay, but this underground seems to be a trapped dragon, which is quite suitable for raising corpses or sealing."

In a word, this Ice Fortress toy is nothing more than a worthless toy and can be disassembled, but there seems to be something underground, so you need to be careful.

So

"Number Zero, charge the main gun, aim at the fortress in front, output 10% of the power, and the firing angle should be 35 degrees of depression, and the spread is full."

Dorothy turned her head and directed to her own mother-in-law.

Although the White Dragon Battleship is strictly speaking just a bunch of battleship models spliced ​​together with building materials, it is not a serious genuine battleship, but the difference is only a little defense and durability.

From a performance point of view, the Bailong warship has actually barely touched the floor of the standard warship.

The standard main guns of standard warships are generally at least standard land sinking guns.

Well, the name is already very straightforward, as it literally means, with full power output, a single shot can sink a continent.

Although compared with the Annihilating Star above, the Extermination-class or even the highest-spec Final Yan-class main gun is incomparable, but at least in a small world like the haunted house world, with such a big killer, you can walk sideways , squinting at people.

Even this thing is actually enough to be on the list of military contraband in Witch World. In theory, this thing cannot be produced by the people at will. Of course, ordinary associations without military backgrounds generally do not have the technology and ability to produce it. After all The difficulty of the design drawing and manufacturing process of the main gun is not low.

If you really have the ability to rub it out by yourself, once the military industry association finds out, they will take you back as if you are a uncle, and serve you well, and treat you as a treasure for whatever you want.

But who made the house witch special? She is not from the military industry at all, and she doesn't understand those rules. She is just a rookie who plays games badly and has been abused by others.

As for your claim that this thing is illegal?

Nonsense, I am a construction association, and I have a professional demolition qualification certificate. It is normal for us to carry some props for demolition and demolition with us. Doesn’t the mountain team also have explosives and cannons?

In fact, when Dorothy installed the main gun on the White Dragon Battleship, the future positioning of this thing in her mind was really for demolition, so she set the power and firing angle of the main gun more accurately. This is the occasion where fixed-point blasting is required.

"Follow your will, Patriarch."

On the console panel of the White Dragon battleship, the virtual projection of Zero, who is still dressed as a maid, made a posture of standing at attention, saluting and obeying orders. Then, the bow of the battleship, the dragon head as the figure of the ship, opened its mouth, and As if the giant dragon was about to spray its breath, it began to charge and gather energy.

"Now you should call me Captain."

Dorothy casually corrected this mech-maid who didn't understand human nature very well, and then looked at the charging main cannon with some expectation.

Speaking of which, this cannon has not been fired a few times since it was made, and it is rare to be able to fire it once. It is quite exciting to think about it.

Moreover, this charging method not only looks like a dragon's breath, but actually the operation rules of the main gun are also thought out by the house witch based on her own dragon's breath as a template.

Theoretically speaking, no matter how strong Dorothy's dragon breath is, the main gun of this white dragon battleship can be as strong.

It's a pity that the house witch's magic power is useless. Without the senior sister's brand power bank, she can't spray it with all her strength. She can only use this bionic cannon to have a blast indirectly.

The Dragon Heart Furnace of the White Dragon Battleship and the Endless Fuel of the Cthulhu Tentacle can be made at will, and you can shoot whatever you want, and you can shoot as many snakes as you want.

Well, this is really not good. After all, the gun barrel is a building material, even if it is a high-standard building material, but it still cannot compare with the durability of military materials, so it takes a period of time for the gun barrel to cool down after each firing. , the greater the transmit power, the longer the cooling time.

Otherwise, if you shoot a few times in a row, the gun barrel will be melted and damaged directly. This is also the biggest shortcoming of this main gun.

But after all, it is a civilian product, made by hand in a small workshop, and the manufacturing cost is not as much as one percent of military products. What kind of bicycle do you need? It is more than enough for demolition anyway.

"Okay, Master Patriarch."

Regarding the correction of the title of House Witch, Smart Ship Girl nodded, but she still prefers the title of Patriarch, as if I knew she would not change it.

But on the screen of the battleship, the countdown to recharging has already begun.

"5, 4, 3, 2, 1, 0, launch."

As the countdown reached zero, a red light flashed in the eyes of the handsome steel dragon head of the White Dragon Battleship, and then the dazzling light began to expand in the open dragon mouth, and endless energy slanted out, turning into endless Knowing whether it was light or fire or something else, the fan-shaped torrent was crushing towards the ice fortress ahead with an unstoppable momentum.

The witches in the cabin were already prepared. They tacitly took out their sunglasses neatly, put them on for themselves, and then admired the strong fortress, which is almost an indestructible city for mortals. It turned into ashes with one blow.

This is also the reason why the bombardment witch is the most popular profession among the armed witches. Who can refuse the dominance and pleasure of crushing everything with absolute power?

"Ah, that's the feeling, that's the smell, I'm so excited."

Dorothy looked through the magic mirror at the scene of the ice fortress being blown away by the torrent of dragon's breath like paper, and she couldn't help feeling a little excited.

The dragon's blood in her body was boiling and roaring, followed by the joy and comfort after the desire for destruction was satisfied, that feeling was hard to describe in words, it only made her cheeks flush and her breathing quickened.

The torrent of dragon's breath was fleeting, and the house witch took off her sunglasses, and then looked at the ruins of the original ice fortress in front of her.

Well, maybe the ruins can’t be counted anymore, because there may not even be a complete piece of bricks and tiles in front of me. The original fortress built on the mountain only left a whole scorched black plain that was steaming. There is still gorgeous lava flowing on the plain, just like the residual blood flowing on the corpse burned by the fire. It is miserable, but it has a withered beauty.

"Well, this demolition gun is good. It doesn't even need to clean up the abandoned building materials. It can directly build high-rise buildings on the ground, not bad."

Dorothy looked at the mountains in the distance that seemed to be bitten by some mysterious existence, exposing huge wounds, and looked at the endless scorched but flat plain in front of her, she nodded in satisfaction.

This is a good site for a new building.

The house witch then turned her head to look at the speechless Miss Fallen Angel again, and continued to ask.

"Are you still surprised now?"

If there are any, she is going to fire another shot after the main gun cools down.

"There's a hammer, now it's time to surprise others, okay?"

Lucy Fay'er rolled her eyes at her nonsensical young lady.

She is now sure that this eldest lady is indeed the teacher's own daughter, and she is exactly the same in this overbearing tactical style.

After all, otherwise, why do you think Teacher Uphelia's title is "Queen of Dragons Declared Destroyed"? Why is the name of the battle group under her command destroyed, and why her own code name is actually destroyed.

It's no wonder that the young lady's father made up his mind to run away with his daughter after going to the battlefield with the teacher. Although the fighting style of the Dragon Witch has always been iron-blooded and cruel, but even among many Dragon Witches, My own teachers are still the cruelest group.

Once the war was decided, the teacher's enemies rarely survived. Under the wrath of the Dragon Queen, almost all the land was scorched, unless the unique resources of that world were living creatures.

As the ZTE master of the long-declined Yemenjiade family, the whole family's rise again almost depends on the teacher alone. If she is not ruthless, she will not be able to gain a firm foothold in the kingdom of dragons.

In the Territory of Glory, the teacher, the lord, is an absolute overlord, and few people dare to gasp in front of her, and all her tenderness is probably reserved for the young lady.

Oh, maybe this apprentice, the main body, can also account for a little bit of maternal overflow.

However, although the teacher is domineering, at least she is reasonable. Before each battle, she will give the opponent a choice, either stand up and die, or kneel to live.

And Missy here.

Looking at the scorched black plain with the blood of the earth flowing in front of her, Miss Fallen Angel, a real demon who was once a half-step demon god, felt that this was a bit cruel.

My eldest lady, that Miss Wendigo is also within the range of your bombardment. With a hostage in hand, you dare to bombard directly, and you are not afraid of accidentally injuring friendly troops?

Although judging from the results, the breath of Miss Wendigo is still there, but the fate lines of some dangerous sources in the previous ice fortress have disappeared.

But Lucy Fayer was still shocked by the decisiveness of her young lady.

Well, she's confirmed now, it's a pity that this eldest lady won't become an armed witch, she was born to eat this bowl of food, she is a werewolf who is a little bit more ruthless than the teacher's ruthless person.

If everything about the teacher was inherited by her, she would probably be able to easily subdue that group of bloodthirsty retainers under the teacher's command, and then carry forward the ruined reputation of Yemengjiade's family, and from then on to a higher level.

Well, this must be to the extent that the Lord Dragon King has to praise it when he sees it.

"Oh, it's okay, it's fine."

Dorothy was a little regretful when she heard that the danger was gone, but she was not a bad person who liked to destroy after all, so she had to ask Zero to put away the main gun, and then walked into the new scorched black plain.

Without the interference of all kinds of strange abilities, Dorothy quickly followed the feng shui pattern to the position below the original fortress, and then stomped her foot, and the ground cracked again amidst a roaring earthquake A wound, revealing a hollow hollow inside.

It was an underground area.

Dorothy landed lightly like a feather, her body was spotless, and then came to the center of the open space, and saw an ice coffin at the core of the cave.

"Wake up, Sleeping Beauty, I'm going to kiss you if you don't get up again."

The house witch politely knocked on the coffin board and said so.

And the tall beauty who was sleeping in the ice coffin opened her eyes afterward.

sleeping beauty waking up

Alas, I am getting old and old. It took me a whole day to go to the manga exhibition. I am so tired. My legs don’t even belong to me anymore.