Otaku Witch-Chapter 771 - 513.Doomsday Horn_3

771: 513.Doomsday Horn_3

771: 513.Doomsday Horn_3

Dorothy, who was rubbing spices on a calamity beast’s leg to marinate it, also heard the ancient sound of the horn.

As soon as she heard this sound, her Inspiration began to pulsate wildly, and countless terrifying images started to emerge before her eyes.

She saw volcanoes erupting, dark ash obscuring the sky, scalding lava pouring down from the mountain tops, and the hot boulders shining with firelight bravely bursting forth from the crater, falling like meteorites onto the towns below…

She saw the outbreak of war, countless people, their eyes red as if possessed by beasts, void of any intelligent discernment, filled only with endless hunger and brutality…

She saw swarms of locusts fluttering like dark clouds, devastating the crops, leaving behind nothing in their wake, which ushered in famine…

She then saw people fleeing, one by one developing pus-filled sores, enveloped in foul stench, with irritating flies swarming around them, spreading the dreadful plague everywhere…

….

Finally, she saw the flood that submerged everything, and the Ark of Salvation floating amidst it, as vast as a city.

Atop the Ark, surrounded by All Angels, a pure white figure raised its head, gave her a glance, and then opened its mouth.

“Miss, this time you’ve lost.”

There was no sound in the vision, but Dorothy could roughly make out what the Pure White Angel was saying from the movement of its lips.

Homebody Witch: “…..”

Ah, what’s going on here, why the sudden burst of Inspiration?

Her brain, stuffed with too much information all at once, was straining even with her magic equipment, operating in overdrive, causing a headache.

Dorothy massaged her temples, trying to alleviate the pain while somewhat puzzled and unsure what had happened.

Uh, is this Sophia’s reply to me?

But what does it mean?

The Homebody Witch fell into contemplation.

“Well played, that’s Gabriel’s Doomsday Horn.

Impressive, that Little Angel’s really harsh, going as far as flipping the table.

But she’s got some nerve, completely forgetting the old with the new bride in tow, even in a dream she shouldn’t commit such defiance.”

Above her head, Hat Senior Sister opened her Eyes of the Stars, speaking with clear unhappiness.

Senior Fanny, who had never really liked her Master’s angel-witch hybrid roommate, was even more infuriated by her actions.

After all, to her, Witch World was like a mother, and now someone dared to attempt murdering her mother in a dream, which was utterly intolerable.

“Dorothy, go and give her a hard smack, this ungrateful wretch can’t be kept around.”

Hat Senior Sister reached out with a pair of tentacles and tugged at Dorothy’s hair while inciting her.

Then, she further explained the dread of the Doomsday Horn to the Homebody Witch and clarified the inevitability of the world’s end swiftly approaching.

“Forget it, it’s hopeless now, the horn has sounded, even if you went and killed that Little Angel now, the process of world annihilation couldn’t be stopped anymore, damn it.”

As she spoke, Senior Fanny suddenly felt dejected, realizing, after weighing her options, that the witch’s side seemed utterly hopeless.

If everyone had awoken as true witches, there might have been a struggle, but as it was, she saw no hope.

Only…

“Oh, I see.”

After listening to Hat Senior Sister’s explanation, the Homebody Witch nodded and calmly placed the seasoned leg of the beast on the grill, ready to barbeque.

Senior Fanny: “….”

Hat Senior Sister was rendered speechless; what time was it for Dorothy to still have the mood to grill meat?

At that moment, she started to doubt who between her and Dorothy was the true Merry Maker.

She was genuinely frantic, but Dorothy seemed genuinely unconcerned.

“You still have the mood to grill meat?”

She widened her Eyes of the Stars, speaking with rising irritation.

After all, her mother in the dream was almost gone.

“Why the panic?

Isn’t this all part of the expectation?

There’s nothing to fuss about, and besides, with doomsday approaching, food is precious.

This calamity beast leg is very valuable and shouldn’t go to waste.

As for what comes next…”

Dorothy turned the grill and then gave a knowing smile.

“No worries, I’ll take action.”

…Homebody Witch grilling meat…