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Otaku Witch-Chapter 686 - 482. Gathering of the Witches
"Mom, it's finally over; I feel like I've suffered more today than in my entire life combined before,"
Dorothy heaved a sigh of relief as she felt so.
In just one day, she had completed the construction of 13 magical equipments throughout her body, a task not meant for humans.
Think about it, in the movies, Wolverine only underwent bone modification, and that famously tough guy screamed in pain. Yet, today's homebody witch suffered even more than Uncle Wolf, as she underwent transformations from the inside out – her organs, brain, limbs, and even her bones and skin were completely remodeled.
That kind of agony was almost like someone peeling your skin, pulling out your tendons, crushing your bones without anesthesia, smashing your internal organs, and finally pouring hot oil on your brain.
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Dorothy, who had always been extremely sensitive to pain, didn't even know how she managed to endure it. Looking back, aside from being completely restrained, it seemed she was solely supported by sheer willpower.
After all, once the brain was modified, not evolving the rest would have been a loss; and for the brain to function perfectly, it must have sufficient blood supply, thus evolving the heart was necessary.
The heart evolved, then there had to be enhanced breathing to support it, not for oxygen, but because the essence of the Great Dragon template lies in its breath...
See, with the heart and lungs well evolved, not improving the remaining three could have killed her compulsive tendencies.
I endured so much pain; the evolved organs must be well protected, or else my suffering would have been in vain. No, the muscles and skin needed to be arranged too.
With defenses in place, could I only be a punching bag that doesn't strike back? No way, if it's limbs, then maximize them.
Dorothy, a venerable café and graphic arts mogul from her past life and a senior member of the Bookmaker Association in this life, maintains the good tradition of going into the store with a budget of three thousand and returning home fully equipped.
She just cannot stand being at a disadvantage.
But the suffering was not for nothing; as the saying goes, no pain, no gain. After enduring pain worse than a lingering death, Dorothy truly felt reborn, even better than she ever felt in the real world.
Indeed, now she could beat a hundred of her real-world selves with just one finger, those small fries with a mere 40,000 mana magic power; she truly knew what being an elite with 500,000 mana meant.
"Ah, Pava, within reach,"
Dorothy reached out her hand, made a grasping motion, then clenched her fist as she thought this.
"Koreya, is there anywhere we can get some exercise? I want to test out the effects of these magical equipments,"
the homebody witch asked her black sheep assistant nearby.
Although it was already dark and time to knock off, Dorothy suddenly felt an itch in her hands, she was bursting to stretch her limbs.
"This must be because the Great Dragon template has infected me with the combativeness inherent to dragons. It has to be. After all, it can't possibly be that I want to start fights; that's absolutely impossible, as I'm a peace-loving civil engineering witch,"
Dorothy reasoned with herself.
However, Koreya didn't refuse her; after all, she had previously said that whatever Lady Dorothy commands, she would strive to accomplish.
Only, the Black Sheep Witch pondered for a moment, then spoke with some concern.
"If it were earlier, practicing would have been easy, but these last two days, for some reason, a slew of promising recruits has suddenly appeared. The Magical Equipment Squadron is rapidly expanding, and the major training grounds are nearly at full capacity; you might have to queue if we go now,"
Koreya mentioned this, looking puzzled.
On the other hand, Dorothy was well aware of the reason – those extra recruits were naturally the newly arrived witch students.
The student body at Witch Academy was well over half a billion. Although not all were introduced at once in this second phase, judging from the scale of the stars she saw falling from the sky before, there were likely tens of millions, meaning nearly all the top-ranking students had arrived.
It was fortunate that though the Witch World was a small world, it was a flat-earth type of singular world, not a cluster of cosmic backgrounds like in her past life.
Thus, the territory was quite vast. Moreover, with technology having developed over 500 years in this world, productivity had been greatly liberated, resources were abundant, and it had entered a period of booming population growth, with the world's total population nearly reaching a hundred billion.
Even now, as the Glorious Divine Kingdom and the Magic Republic divided the world between them, each still had a population of several hundred billion. Thus, accommodating these fifty million "players" was not a big problem and didn't seem particularly abrupt.
However, this group of witch players obviously wouldn't be too quiet; having come all this way, they certainly wouldn't think of living as ordinary people during Witch's Night, but would instead aim to make a mark.
Given the combative racial trait of the witches, it didn't require much thought to know that the vast majority would probably rush to join the army in the Magic Republic, if not for anything else, then to battle the Angels.
After all, this was the path of the God King's rise, and which witch wouldn't want to personally experience following the God King and witness the Witch Clan's rise firsthand?