"I sent it, but it turned out to be too short. This is my last trump card. What should I do now?"

The otaku witch is very embarrassed right now.

No matter how talented she is, she only had five months to prepare before. During this time, she was engaged in the Mechanicus, studied magic, and also learned to build ships and puppets. She was so busy that she was like a

People can't wait to divide it into several people. During these days, she sleeps for less than an hour every day on average.

But even though she was so powerful, she could only save a small amount of money.

Now the Eight Formations of the Art of War are used, the mechanical puppet army is also used, and the six special giant soldiers are also used, but they have not achieved any good results.

She seemed to have taken the bait just now, but it was actually a lie. She was just trying to paralyze Sophilia, to create opportunities for her last trump card, a knife without thinking.

Having lost her magic skills, the best thing she can do now is the swordsmanship that she practiced without thinking and one-shin flow in her previous life. After only learning swordsmanship for about a month, she easily re-understood the swordsmanship without thinking and thinking.

The true meaning of it, returning to the state of mind of the Sword God.

Of course, her current mortal body cannot withstand the consumption of the Sword God. If she really wants to forcefully use that unthinking sword, she may kill the enemy with one blow, and she herself will definitely be dead.

, will be directly squeezed dry by that knife.

But the centuries-old resentment and unwillingness in Sin City inspired Dorothy, and she spent the next four months busy forging swords.

She collected the city's anger and murderous intent and forged a sword that was powerful enough to deliver a full blow comparable to that of the Peak Witch. This sword was absolutely invincible in this era where the highest power limit was the Great Witch.

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But unfortunately, the resentment in the city was only enough to create the power of that sword, so this sword could only be used as her last trump card.

Seeing that there was no other way to defeat Sophilia just now, she could only endure the pain and prepare to use this last trump card.

But this knife is a clever one after all. Dorothy, who is a mortal, cannot perfectly control the power of this knife. She is just a kid driving a big car, ah, a kid dancing with a big knife. The real knife without any thought is a self-made knife.

Those who seek out enemies have a 100% chance of hitting the target, but this clever knife does not have such an enemy-seeking mechanism.

Therefore, in order to increase her hit rate, she deliberately pretended to hit the target, just to create a close opportunity.

Okay, she hit her head just now, and it was an accident that the dragon's horns were broken, and she really almost died from the pain, but the sacrifice was worth it, and she did successfully win the opportunity to wield the sword.

But what a scammer, she had never calculated that the gambler's protection suddenly exploded. Wuxiang's sword that should have been invincible was actually blocked for a moment, giving Sophia a chance to escape.

It would be embarrassing if it was too empty.

"This is not magic at all. Doesn't the Gambler's Luck spell have a luck conservation mechanism? Generally speaking, the special effects of good luck will not be triggered continuously at all. I have already consumed my good luck once in advance. How can you still give me this?

I counterattacked the explosive seeds and directly protected myself with forbidden spells. Is there any natural reason for this? Is there any royal law?"

In the cab, Dorothy was so angry that her teeth almost broke.

As a master of spells, it is impossible for her not to know the classic prophetic magic of Gambler's Asylum, but according to his test, the probability of using this thing twice in a row is less than 1 in 10,000, and the second time it turns out to be a forbidden spell.

The probability is as low as nearly one in 10 million.

One in ten million? Doesn’t that mean nothing?

But after all, it was the non-chief's physique that limited her imagination. It turned out that the European Emperor could really do whatever he wanted. This one-in-a-million probability was negligible to her, but for those who were truly favored by fate,

, you can really wait for a miracle.

But what to do now?

The otaku witch, who had lost all her cards, was now in a panic. She could only use her Martial God's will to condense a blade of thought on the hilt of the Dragon God's hand as much as possible.

But this thing is really just a fake. If it were to be chopped off, she would have to sacrifice herself. This designation cannot be chopped down.

In short, it was quite urgent to wait online.

Is it true that we can only adopt the final plan, abandon these five months of hard work, combine the six gods, and run away in a battleship?
Chapter completed!