Chapter 1109: Chapter 649: Mooching with Swagger (Part 3)
"You little fellow can’t block even a few swords for me. As an apprentice, you just need to watch by your mentor’s side and learn well. Remember, let the leaders enjoy the blessings first and also face the difficulties first."
Dorothy laughed as she said this.
The Scythe Weasel isn’t known for its size; on the contrary, it is considered a more petite monster.
Therefore, as the Scythe Weasel Witch, Iga Maya does not have the robust body of the Ghost Clan Witch. While she can’t be called a loli, she can certainly be praised as petite and cute.
Anyway, the Homebody Witch held her with one hand, only feeling light as a feather, without any weight.
Hmm, indeed a wind monster; it’s really as light as air.
She even had the time to marvel at this in her heart.
As for those Twelve Divine Generals whose attacks were about to touch her skin, the Homebody Witch smiled.
"Spatial Control."
A Forbidden Curse, pre-configured during the Time Stop chat, suddenly erupted. Under the power of this magic, a short distance turned into a vast expanse.
Clearly just a tiny bit away from the attacks landing on her, but unfortunately, at this moment, that last little distance became an unachievable reality, like a haggled bargain.
Although Dorothy’s figure seemed to be right in front of them, to the perception of the attacking Twelve Divine Generals, she appeared as distant as the horizon.
This unexpected transformation left the twelve powerful shikigamis momentarily stunned. Even though they quickly adjusted, in such a battle, a moment of distraction could be enough to decide victory or defeat.
"Miscellaneous Cultivation, gaze upon me."
A thunderous shout, like a Dragon Roar, drew the Twelve Divine Generals’ attention. An inexplicable panic surged in their hearts, and they instinctively followed the command of that voice, looking toward the enemy.
They saw that at some point the enemy had transformed into a three-headed, six-armed form, with each of the three pairs of eyes on the three heads glowing with an enchanting purple light.
Domination Magic Eye.
Audrey, watching her senior sister’s performance from the side, suddenly felt her power being stolen, her brow furrowed, but soon relaxed.
Because she realized the thief felt familiar, clearly her own senior sister’s aura.
Although she didn’t understand what kind of Pava her sister had created to borrow someone else’s power, since her sister wanted to use it, she might as well lend it to her.
The Little Fox thought this way.
Having obtained her consent, the once timid thief grew bold, taking everything without reservation.
Audrey felt her Magic Power was rapidly depleting. Even more surprisingly, the Magic Power surged with a Precision she had never experienced before, leaving the Little Fox bewildered by the dazzling magical paths.
Oh, so this is how spells can be cast?
This force, like a tsunami yet intricately delicate, poured into her eyes, filling her Magic Eye to the brim.
Hmm, it was a feeling the Little Fox had never experienced since birth.
Places she couldn’t reach before were now filled completely.
Oh no, I’m slowly turning into Sister’s shape.
The Little Fox covered her eyes, exclaiming in her heart.
And the fearsome power of dominion from the Golden-level Demon Eye instantly enveloped the whole scene.
"Ladies and gentlemen, why not dance for this freedom?"
Dorothy smiled as she spoke.
Thus, the Twelve Divine Generals dropped their weapons and began dancing in perfect synchrony.
Hmm, it was the Pure Land of Bliss.
However, on the side, Sophia lifted her head and looked at the sky, seeing that the invisible River of Destiny now manifested as a pair of women’s hands.
Those hands were beautiful, exquisite like a work of art, enough to drive anyone with a peculiar hand fetish wild, providing a glimpse of ecstasy.
But the Pure White Witch immediately recognized them as the hands of their own lady.
So you borrowed my power for this?
Sophia was somewhat speechless.
She too had her power borrowed just now by the lady.
Unlike the Destiny Pattern changes she was used to, the lady’s use of the Power of Fate took a different path.
At this moment, myriad strands of silk descended from those Destiny Hands, both resembling a spider’s web and the strings of a Puppet Master’s manipulation....
Destiny as silk, all beings as puppets.
The fates of all things are tied to her fingertips.
To this, the Spider Teacher nodded in satisfaction.
Ah, Destiny Puppet Manipulation, surpassing even Puppetry Technique, their student’s skill in puppetry has already excelled and formed a school of its own.
.....Divine Generals awkwardly dancing.....