"Don't panic when you encounter problems. Stay calm and try to be more open. Maybe it's just some ordinary technical failure?"
Looking at the sisters who were gradually becoming silent, Dorothy laughed a few times, trying to liven up the atmosphere.
But no one is stupid, nor are they children anymore. Everyone is aware of this obvious abnormal situation, but in order to prevent the witch from being embarrassed, the sisters still nodded dotingly.
Well, they really made me cry to death.
Dorothy was speechless. She no longer joked, but her expression became serious.
"Now that the problem has arisen, it is meaningless to say anything more. Let's do what we can do first."
She said so.
"Then let's try each other first to see if we can contact the outside world and call for rescue."
As the otaku witch said this, she took out the spell book from her pocket.
However, when I opened the spell book, there was no unexpected signal on it.
And this also made Dorothy frown.
Tsk, it’s troublesome, it’s a big problem.
Don't think that spell books are all over the streets in the witch world and you think they are low-level. In fact, in most cases, spell books are the best way to contact others. After all, this thing is directly connected to the magic network.
The huge network of the Magic Network that covers almost all known areas of the Western Universe also ensures that you can access the Internet almost anytime and anywhere without the trouble of signal.
But now the signal of the Magic Network is cut off.
This is very abnormal. After all, the Demon Network is the work of the Demon King and has always been personally controlled by the Demon King. Who is so arrogant and dares to do things under the Demon King's nose?
Dorothy could think of only two explanations for the lack of signal.
One is that this world is not within the coverage of the Magic Network.
The other one is that a big boss took action and blocked the magic network cleverly and reasonably, so that even the Demon King did not notice the abnormality.
Of course, there is actually a third possibility, that is, it was all Artie's fault, and that guy was just having fun.
But this is unlikely. That guy is already the King of Witches. He is no longer the wanton and evil little lolita that he was before. It’s time for him to be more mature and steady...right?
Forget it, no matter which possibility it is, things have become a bit troublesome. Dorothy just hopes that it is not the second possibility. She does not want to be involved in any strange events again.
Of course, there was no need to panic. If this was on the edge of the frontline battlefield, Dorothy might still be a little nervous, but this was just a small world in a room, so there was nothing to be afraid of.
If she hadn't been afraid that Miss Wendigo's little game world would be ruined because she reacted too violently, and she couldn't afford to pay for it, she would have just lifted the table and let the senior sister go.
Do you understand how valuable the future fourth king is? Hat-senpai, she only needs to make a slight move to break through the endurance limit of this small world.
Elephant in balloon,boo....
Because she had a way out, she didn't panic. Dorothy thought for a while, then put away the spell book and took out another dragon scale from her pocket.
This is the amulet that Dragon Mother gave her before. It can be activated automatically when her life is in danger. While protecting her, it can also give a counterattack equivalent to Dragon Mother's full blow.
However, when it is not activated, this dragon scale can also be used as a communication tool.
This exploits the resonance of dragon blood between mother and daughter. This thing should be difficult to block.
However, Dorothy held the dragon scale in her hand and sensed it for a long time, but she did not feel the breath of her mother opposite her as usual.
This made her frown even more.
Something is wrong. If it was just a magic network, it could be explained by a technical failure or a signal affected by a storm in the spiritual world. However, even the dragon's blood induction can be blocked, which is very abnormal.
It's as if this small world is a black hole of communication, with no way in or out.
She put away the dragon scales thoughtfully, and then took out her final trump card.
Judgment order.
If it is a normal judgment order, then it is actually the same as the spell book. It is a magic network. After the magic network is disconnected, it is now a piece of scrap metal, and even the spell slot function cannot be used normally.
However, Dorothy's judgment order is a bit special. She not only judges the world of heaven, but also the underworld.
The otaku witch held the token in her hand and tried to sense the underworld, but the still empty sense on the other side made her really stop having fun.
This is something more terrifying than the broken link of the magic network.
If even Hades cannot cover this small world, it means that if you die here, your soul may not be able to go to Hades, and it is hard to say whether it will be resurrected by then.
Although it was possible that it was only Dorothy's perception that was blocked, rather than actually cutting off the blessing of Hades, they couldn't afford to bet on this possibility.
After that, the otaku witch tried various other methods and found that almost all of them failed.
But what reassured her was that she found that one of her many talents was still shining brightly.
God above God.
The talent given by this good sister is still available at any time.
Well, the power of sister control is really awesome. It can transcend distance and break through life and death in every sense.
Even though Dorothy had already decided not to use this talent unless absolutely necessary, she had to say that in a situation like this, there was nothing more reassuring than this.
After many attempts, she looked up at her sisters and found that their situation was similar to hers.
"No, I can't contact Huangjinxiang. Even if I use the internal channel of Huangjinxiang, there is no reply."
Senior Mia shook her head and said with a gloomy face.
As a rich woman, she has a lot of top-notch equipment, but she just moved out even a small magic network signal tower, and it's still useless.
And even she, the golden princess, couldn't do anything, and the others were in vain. Madeline, Audrey and Alice all shook their heads helplessly.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Only Lucy Faire smiled.
"Although I haven't been successful in contacting you, this is also a success."
Miss Fallen Angel is in front of the Riddler.
And after everyone's inquiring eyes focused on her, she spoke with some pride.
"I am an avatar. Once the avatar loses contact, how can the main body not sense it? The main body and I usually communicate and transmit memory data every ten minutes, and we have also agreed on various plans to prevent accidents. Once I lose contact,
Contact us, and the body will take action soon."
Lucifer said so.
When everyone heard this explanation, they suddenly understood.
Ah, here, it turns out that there is still this trick that can be used?
The more Dorothy was stunned, she thought of her own Moon God incarnation Xiao Wu who also stayed outside in the Moon Rabbit world, and then she felt a little embarrassed.
Look at other people’s avatars and communicate with each other every ten minutes. Where is my avatar?
Recalling that she had free-range Moon Goddess, the Moon Goddess was too lazy to take care of her daily life. She scratched her head and silently shut up.
"Very good, as expected of you. Now that we have foreign aid, let's find a place to settle down first. Come on, Lucifer, throw a branch."
In order to ease the embarrassment, the otaku witch picked up a branch from the ground and handed it to Miss Fallen Angel.
In this aimless situation, wandering around like a headless fly is not a wise choice. At this time, the guidance of a prophet is very important.
Why is the prophecy witch a master of human beings? It’s because of this.
Divination and asking for directions is a common operation.
If possible, Dorothy would have liked to perform it herself, but considering that she was not able to perform divination at that time, and her divination was irreversible, she silently decided to give this opportunity to her sisters.
She was afraid that her divination would lead everyone into a desperate situation that was only slightly dangerous.
Looking at the branch handed over by the eldest lady, Lucy Fair couldn't help rolling her eyes, but she still reached out and took the branch.
Divination Rod Asking for Directions This is one of the most commonly used spells in the prophecy system. Although it is basic, it is easy to use. It can be used for everything from finding lost items to major life and death decisions.
The choice of life path is nothing more than constantly turning left or right, isn't it?
Of course, you can also stubbornly choose to walk in the middle, which is natural, but why does such a brave man who can control his own destiny and open up a new path need the guidance of fate?
Miss Fallen Angel looked at the branch chosen by the eldest lady, and then her eyes lit up.
Well, what a beautiful and straight branch. This is the best magic material for a divination staff to ask directions.
It's a pity that there is no magic network here, otherwise she would have to take a photo and post it on Moments to make those old classmates envious and jealous.
No witch of the prophecy school could refuse such a perfect wild branch.
Unfortunately, this good thing can only be used locally.
Lucy Fairy thought with some regret.
In order to better link the guidance of destiny, the casting materials of prophecy magic are often taken from local materials, such as branches and leaves seen on the roadside, fresh water from the river, and even freshly caught snakes, insects, rats, and ants.
Something like that.
These things that have always lived on this land have a natural connection with this land and this world. The casting materials of prophecy magic are this connection, and the others are just carriers.
Miss Fallen Angel didn't think too much. She quickly emptied her mind and threw away the branch in her hand.
She obviously did not shake the branch to deliberately guide the direction of the branch, but the moment the branch was released from her hand, it spun on its own, and finally pointed in a precise direction after landing.
north.
Everyone looked down at the branches and then prepared to set off.
"Wait, don't fly. Why are you so extravagant? You should preserve your magic power."
Seeing the sisters taking out their brooms and getting ready for Wuhu, Dorothy couldn't help shouting speechlessly.
Well, she often felt out of place with her sisters because of their unstinting squandering of magic power.
Now that everyone's power has been weakened, you still dare to waste your magic power to fly. Isn't this seeking death?
What if we encounter danger later and your magic power is not enough?
But I can't seem to blame everyone, after all, not everyone is as good as the otaku witch, everyone has senior experience in magic and lack of (stingy) experience.
Amid the puzzled looks of her sisters, she silently took out a wine bottle from her pocket. The small mechanical white dragon in the bottle was yawning.
White Dragon Battleship, start.
It's so funny, who can walk on their own when they can ride in a car, let alone this car is nuclear-powered, it was built with all the effort.
However, everyone could not help but be speechless when looking at Dorothy who was greeting everyone to board the ship.
Well, Dorothy, have you forgotten that we came here to play a haunted house adventure game?
Damn it, you drive a battleship into a haunted house. Are you scaring the ghosts, or are the ghosts scaring you?
The sisters were so upset that they wanted to vomit, but who knew that the current situation was special and it was no longer just about playing games.
Everyone silently stuffed the brooms back and then boarded the ship silently.
Well, again, if you can travel with the air conditioner blowing, eating hot pot and singing songs, who the hell is willing to go on a snowy day and brave a blizzard?
Just like that, under Lucifer's manual navigation of throwing branches from time to time, the White Dragon Battleship soared into the sky and roared towards the distance.
And ten minutes later, in an ice and snow fortress, Miss Wendigo raised her head and looked at the white dragon battleship falling from the sky with a confused look on her face.
The Demon Princess rubbed her eyes, wondering if she was dazzled.
She has been running a haunted house for some time. With the witch's naughty attitude and lack of contact, what player hasn't seen her?
But this was really the first time she had seen someone driving a battleship into a haunted house.
What made her even more speechless was that after the battleship landed and the hatch was opened, the first thing that came out was not a person, but a charming aroma.
Wendy was not a practitioner of the original sin of gluttony like her sister Balzebul, but when she smelled it, she still felt greedy.
Damn it, I'm really hungry.
"Miss Wendigo, do you want to come with us? There is air conditioning inside, and we should have hot pot."
Dorothy poked her head out of the cabin, then waved to the silent little princess of the Demon King's family, and extended a warm invitation.
Wendy really wanted to maintain the reserve that a princess should have, so she should refuse, and as a Wendigo Witch, she actually didn't feel cold.
But there is no way, the hot pot is too fragrant.
The Wendigo Witch persisted for three seconds and finally lost. She boarded the white dragon battleship.
only.....
As soon as she got on the boat, several wands of different shapes and lengths were already pointed at her.
"Name?"
Dorothy was sitting on the hot pot table, her hands clasped tightly, supporting her chin, the lenses of the black-rimmed glasses on the tall and perfect bridge of her nose reflecting the intense white light, and then...
Then I was fogged up by the heat of the hot pot.
Ahem, this is not the point, the point is that the momentum is there.
The Wendigo Witch looked at the witches around her who were looking at her with wary expressions, and then at the otaku witch opposite, and raised her hands helplessly.
"Wendigo."
She replied, and then tried to explain.
"Dorothy, the situation is very..."
Bang...
A magic bullet accurately hit the devil princess between the eyebrows, and then her tall body fell to the ground under the eyes of disbelief.
Dorothy blew the hot air from her fingers coolly, and then watched the corpse on the ground slowly turn into an ice sculpture, and finally melted into a puddle of water.
Gee, why do some people always like to lie in front of her? She, a good child who never lies, can't understand this.
Moreover, although her clown and eldest lady's vests have fallen off, her name Dorothy has not fallen off. Only acquaintances know her name.
Send it, so there is indeed something wrong with this crappy game.