Otaku Witch-Chapter 657 - 469. The Last Trump Card_3

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And on the other side, within the Dragon God cockpit, Dorothy was also drenched in sweat.

"Damn it, I whiffed the final move. That was my last trump card, what do I do now?"

The homebody witch was in an awkward situation.

No matter how talented she was, she only had five months to prepare. She had been busy dealing with the Church of Machinery, studying magic, learning to build warships, making puppets; it was so hectic she wished she could split into several people to handle it all. She had been averaging less than an hour of sleep each day during this period.

Even having worked herself to the bone, that was all the savings she could scrape together.

Now, she had used the Eight Formation Tactics, deployed the Mechanical Puppet Army, and even the six specially made Giant God-Warriors all to no avail.

She appeared overconfident just now, but that was a facade, simply to lull Sophia into a false sense of security and to create an opportunity for her ultimate move, the Without Thought or Desire no-thought single cut.

Lacking her magical prowess, what she could most rely on was the swordsmanship of the Mindless Unity School she'd learned for fun in her previous life. After about a month of retraining, she easily grasped the essence of Without Thought or Desire and returned to the heart of a Sword God.

Of course, with her mortal physique, she couldn't handle the consumption of the Sword God's technique. If she really attempted to force out that no-thought single cut, it could very well be that she wouldn't know if the enemy died, but she was certain she would be dead herself, drained completely by the technique.

But the centuries of resentment and dissatisfaction accumulated in the City of Sin gave Dorothy inspiration, and she had spent the next four months forging a sword.

She forged a blade with the city's full rage and killing intent, one capable of delivering a complete strike on par with a full-powered attack from the Peak Witch. Such a blow was undoubtedly invincible in an era where the upper limit of power was that of the Great Witch.

Unfortunately, the city's accumulated resentment was only enough for the power of that one strike, making it her final trump card.

Seeing that no other method was effective against Sophia, she was forced to reluctantly prepare to reveal this last trump card.

However, this blade was a shortcut, and Dorothy, in her mortal form, couldn't perfectly wield this blade's power. It was like a child driving a big car—no, more like a child swinging a huge sword. A true no-thought single cut comes with its target-tracking, guaranteeing a hit, but this shortcut blade lacked such a mechanism.

Therefore, to increase the likelihood of hitting her target, she feigned recklessness, simply to create an opportunity to close in.

Okay, she did hit her head earlier, and breaking the Dragon Horn was an accident. She almost died in pain, but such sacrifice was worthwhile as it successfully won her a chance to strike with her sword.

But frustratingly, she had calculated everything except for the gambler's protection suddenly having an 'Explosive Breeding' moment. The supposedly indestructible Without Thought or Desire cut was actually blocked for an instant, giving Sophia the chance to escape, leading to a big whiff, which was rather embarrassing.

"That's not magic at all. Isn't there a 'Good Luck Effect' conservation mechanism? Usually, continuous good luck isn't triggered, and I even preemptively depleted a luck trigger. Now you get to counter with an 'Explosive Breeding' and immediate Forbidden Curse defense? What the hell, is there no justice in this world, is there no law?"

In the cockpit, Dorothy was so angry her teeth were nearly crushed to bits.

As a Spell Master, she definitely knew about the gambler's protection, a classic Prophecy Magic, but according to her tests, the chances of even triggering a double C were lower than one in ten thousand, and for a second C with a Forbidden Curse strength, the chances were as low as nearly one in ten million.

One in ten million? That's practically no chance at all, right?

But it seems like her Ill-fated Physique limited her imagination. It turns out the King of Luck could really do whatever they wanted. This one in ten million chance was negligible to her, but for someone truly favored by fate, it was a miracle they could wait for.

But now, what to do?

The homebody witch, with all her trump cards exhausted, was panicking. All she could do was focus on gathering a Blade of Intent in the handle of the Dragon God's sword with her Martial God Intention.

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But really, that thing was just for show. If she truly swung it, she would end up sacrificing herself, so it definitely could not be swung.

Anyhow, waiting online, quite urgent.

Could it really be time to utilize the ultimate plan, to abandon these five months of effort, go for a six gods' fusion, and make an escape with the warship?

... Both hearts in turmoil ...