Otaku Witch-Chapter 750 - 506

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Two Sets of Combat Magic_3

750: 506.

Two Sets of Combat Magic_3

Pain and stress are debuffs for most people, but for those who posses the Indomitable Warrior Soul, those are real buffs.

Not to mention Dorothy’s special case where the more pain she endures, her cheat-like Martial Soul could truly unleash, boosting her combat power even further.

Tsk, a three-stage transformation, she’s definitely got the makings of a boss.

Therefore, in theory, while the “Dragon Demon Super Solution” is powerful, it’s merely a desperate burst technique for the average witch.

Its true value only shines with someone bearing the Indomitable Warrior Soul.

But the rarity of the Indomitable Warrior Soul is also clear for all to see, and as far as Dorothy knows, aside from herself, there are only two others who possess it.

One is the leader of her Servant Army, Miss Moonlit Lionheart Rabbit Sidwell.

The other one…

It’s none other than the Dragon King, Nidhogg.

The Dragon King would hardly be interested in a combat magic developed by a little witch like her; His Majesty surely has more formidable sure-kill techniques at his disposal.

It might be worth trying to teach Sidwell later, to see if Miss Moon Rabbit can master it, but she’s ultimately just a Moon Rabbit with insufficient Life Force, not to mention she’s not exactly a master of self-healing, so I wonder how much she could actually learn.

Thinking of this, Dorothy felt somewhat regretful.

After all, with her sensitive Physique, she really didn’t want to use this painful Ultimate Martial Skill herself, but it was indeed a valuable technique; such a jewel in the hands of a civil engineering witch like herself seemed quite a waste—the proverbial pearl cast before swine.

Such a precious thing should really be used by the right person.

It wouldn’t be bad to find a successor for it.

Only a pity…

Dorothy glanced once again at Artie lying in front of her like a dead dog and felt that the young Devil King was a bit embarrassing.

She had thought that someone with the Demon King’s Talent would surely be remarkable, but this little runt had learned a bit and couldn’t use any of it.

Luckily, there wasn’t just one candidate for an apprentice.

The homebody witch’s gaze turned to Emora.

In her mind, she hadn’t considered the Little Fatty Dragon as a successor initially, as Emora, that disgraceful dragon, was even more pathetic than she, a homebody witch.

Gluttonous, lazy, timid, sleep-loving, and pain-averse…

If the Little Fatty Dragon were right in front of her, Dorothy would be amazed that such a useless Great Dragon could possibly exist in the world.

But as lousy as the creature’s character might be, its Talent was undeniable.

Its massive size meant a life force so vigorous it was startling, certainly enough to sustain a state of Super Liberation, and the little guy’s comprehension was truly terrifying.

Simply observing, it had already managed to replicate the Ultimate Martial Skill with some semblance of accuracy—a level of aptitude far superior to the Devil King scion beside it, who managed to only mimic the form before completely failing.

Sigh, Lord Demon King, please stand up already.

If you keep this up, you won’t even compare to a gatekeeping dragon, and what about your face, huh?

The homebody witch lamented at Emora’s terrifying talent, and didn’t forget to once again despise Artie, casting a scornful glance at the still-lying Evil Breed Little Loli, clearly conveying a message of, “Kid, I’m very disappointed in you.”

Artie: “???”

Regrettably, although Emora has great talent, Dorothy doubted that the Little Fatty Dragon could tolerate the pain during “Super Liberation,” which was quite a pity.

However, adhering to the principle of ‘just in case,’ Dorothy still brought it up.

“Emora, I see you haven’t completely mastered it, do you want me to teach you the full Dragon Demon Super Solution?”

Dorothy eagerly inquired.

Okay, in truth, she just wanted to gather more data to refine this newly created Martial Arts technique.

She didn’t want to test it out herself since it was painful; this was why she was looking for a test subject.

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“I don’t want to, I have my own ideas.”

The Little Fatty Dragon quickly shook its head then lightly swung its fists, demonstrating a self-created boxing technique newly adapted from what it had superficially learned from Dorothy’s teachings.

No, it definitely didn’t want that kind of pain.

Even if it wanted to take shortcuts, they had to be within safe limits.

Just strengthen, without side effects.

That was Emora’s thought process.

Upon hearing this, Dorothy, having missed out on an experimental subject, still took an interested look at Little Fatty Dragon’s adaptation, thinking about giving the little one some guidance later.

Only…

“Emmm…

is this the Dragon King Battle Technique?”

The more she watched Emora’s demonstration, the more familiar it seemed to the homebody witch, who found herself puzzled with a question mark above her head.

…Dorothy in surprise…