Otaku Witch

Chapter 2049 - 1038: The Little Witch Who Grows Mushrooms (Part 2)

However, she didn’t disrupt the match on the field but instead restrained her presence, silently watching as an audience member.

On stage, the battle between Alice and Christina reached a crucial moment.

The little witch was already in high spirits, transforming directly into a werewolf form.

However, Alice was, after all, just a half-werewolf, and coupled with her young age, she hadn’t fully mastered the werewolf language. Her current form could only be considered half-werewolf.

Hmm, most of her body still retained a human appearance, but her limbs turned into wolf claws, her teeth became wolf fangs, wolf ears grew atop her head, some parts of her body sprouted wolf fur and wolf hair, and a fluffy wolf tail stretched out from her tailbone.

And then the little witch’s loli physique suddenly expanded, her figure transitioning from Annie’s size to the taller, more athletic form inherited from her parental lineage, becoming tall and curvaceous.

This was her werewolf witch lineage kicking in.

Hmm, now Alice seemed to have a promising future ahead, appearing hopeful in breaking Annie’s everlasting curse of the loli form, a joyous occasion indeed.

Unfortunately, no matter how good her figure was, it was still Alice, appearing adorably doll-like on the outside, but inside, her brain was stuffed full of muscle, with combat cravings akin to a barbarian sister.

So, forget about any female charm, elegance was impossible for her, and she couldn’t be a cool sister like traditional werewolf witches; she was simply a maniac.

"Awooo..."

The wild blood wolf beauty howled towards the sky, and in response to her call, a blood moon rose high, hanging over the arena world. Under this blood moon, Alice fully completed her transformation, her head of golden hair gradually stained red by the moonlight.

And she was already equipped with a battle robe, but to Dorothy’s surprise, the style of this robe had somehow been redesigned.

Alice’s battle robe had been passed down from Annie, originally standard vampire clan nobility style, elegant, luxurious, and it clearly reflected the image of a noble heiress.

But that style, when worn by Annie, truly looked like a noble young lady. Yet once it was worn by Alice...

Hmm, one could only say that when this silly sister didn’t speak or move erratically, her doll-like appearance was still somewhat fitting. However, once she got caught up in battle, all notions of elegance or nobility were utterly irrelevant to her, turning her into a wild dog off the leash, impossible to rein in.

Compared to the vampire witch battle robe style, perhaps the werewolf witch battle robe style suited her better.

Now the cowboy ensemble she wore fit perfectly.

Leather jacket, leather armor, high-heeled boots, a cowboy hat on her head, a bullet belt at her waist with twin holsters, this totally matched her vibe.

And the cowboy’s wildness coupled with Alice’s crazed behavior during battle seemed to fit well together. This outfit was presumably altered by someone for the little witch when she was in Night City.

Unfortunately, the dashing blood wolf cowboy didn’t last long; she had just finished transforming, barely uttering a few boastful lines before being chased down by the terrifying gunfire, fleeing like a wild dog.

After all, her opponent was Christine, once ranked third in the Witch Academy’s Tower of Shine, second only in combat power to Sophia and Madeline as the chief of the Evocation School.

Evocation magic was the school most aligned with outsiders’ imaginations of a mage’s firepower, born for ultimate destruction.

Dorothy turned her gaze towards Christina.

This senior was one of the rare primeval witches, meaning she didn’t inevitably inherit some racial talents or traits from her mothers at birth like normal witches.

This was a disadvantage, making her start somewhat harder than other witches. Although primeval witches possessed considerable magic power upon awakening, they only had magic power, while the talent column remained blank.

This was also an advantage, as she was a blank slate to freely design, able to choose her own evolution template completely without wastage or rejection worries.

"What template is this? Elemental Elf?"

The homebody witch was momentarily unsure of her senior’s evolution template, as her opponent showed almost no change, except for a multi-colored crystal appearing on her brow.

Dorothy recognized the crystal, and seeing it made her somewhat envious.

After all, this was extremely valuable.

That’s the Heart of Elements, a legendary top-tier material said to be nurtured only by the king of the Elemental Elves, possessing the powerful ability to command all elemental forces. With this Heart of Elements, you can freely direct, transform, and shape various elemental powers.

However, Elemental Elves are already quite rare, let alone an Elemental Elf King, making the Heart of Elements an exceptionally rare top-tier material even in the Calamity World.

It’s truly priceless.

But the Homebody Witch carefully studied it and found that the Heart of Elements didn’t seem to be equipped by Christina, but more like something she naturally nurtured.

Turtle, could it be that this senior is genuinely using the Elemental Elf King as her evolution template? The evolution conditions for that thing are quite demanding; it requires excellent overall elemental affinity.

The Homebody Witch could only sigh in her heart that the primeval witches born nowadays are truly geniuses; with this physique, she’d easily be an Innate Taoist Body in the Cultivation World.

It’s not hard to imagine why; Christina is quite poor, poor enough to work everywhere, and she indeed doesn’t have the money to buy a Heart of Elements, a material with a sky-high price. It could only be that she evolved it herself.

This senior really is daring, evolving into such a valuable template without fearing that someone might target her Heart of Elements.

However, though the Elemental Elf King is full of treasures, its strength is equally formidable. Ordinary Elemental Elves have the power of Bronze Species, while a single elemental Lord is a Silver Species, and the Elemental Elf King mastering all elements is at the level of Golden Kind.

The Elemental Elf King’s control and amplification over all elements, coupled with the innate powerful magic and high growth of the primeval witch, complemented by the most violent Evocation School magic.

The combination of these three is described in four words: a humanoid calamity.

At this moment, in the Arena, Christina is showcasing this ultimate destructive power to the fullest.

"Earth, come to my side, guard me."

Then a colossal Rock Giant climbs up from the ground, roaring skyward like a huge mountain, and then sends the primeval witch into a stone cave throne in its chest.

"Storm, heed my command, punish my enemies."

Endless gusts form a tornado, the sky is filled with dust, dimming the world, and within the dark clouds, lightning flickers, followed by the thunderous roar of heaven’s fury.

"Rain, penetrate the invisible, bind my enemies."

Torrential rain descends from the sky, engulfing the entire world, but once the rain falls, it instantly turns into an invisible net, seeking to bind all living things.

"Fire, burn everything, extinguish my enemies."

Lightning in the sky roars down like a silver dragon and sweeps over the earth like a celestial plow, igniting the primal fire. Normally, this fire should be immediately doused by the downpour, but this fire peculiarly seems to use rain as fuel; the heavier the rain, the larger the fire.

The wind howls, floods break out, fires spread, thunder roars, and the earth trembles...

This truly isn’t to blame on Alice for being flustered; faced with a hellish scene of simultaneous calamities, anyone would be in disarray, as this unreasonable full-map attack directly blocks all maneuvering paths, leaving only the option to withstand it.

Thankfully, with her blood boiling, the Blood Wolf Cowboy already fearless, never intended to evade the attack.

Thus, guided by the light of the Blood Moon, a piercing wolf’s howl echoes, and then a blood-red light streaks across flames, tears through torrents, shatters storms, and reaches the foot of the mountain giant at a speed even lightning cannot match.

Even though all her fur is burnt black, even though her skin is cracked by the gale, even though her flesh is corroded by the water, her constantly regenerating pretty face still shows a smile.

"Finally, I got close, senior. Now it’s my turn."

Just before the lightning, like a silver dragon, catches up to her, Alice says this.

Then, the Twin Spear Staff in her hand suddenly merges into a heavy gun, and the bloodied witch grins menacingly, snapping the Lang Ya in her mouth. The broken fang turns into a bullet, which she loads into the gun chamber, cocks the lever, and pulls the trigger.

Boom.....

A mushroom cloud rises amid the calamity.

....Little Witch is planting mushrooms.....