House Witch

Chapter 12551254. Trial Conference

"Wow, Godmother is awesome. Is this what it feels like to be a top-notch playboy bullying others?"

Looking at the huge angel mechas around her waiting for her instructions, Dorothy thought to herself that she couldn't control the corners of her mouth and wanted to smile.

Then she looked at these angel mechas. Well, there were thirty-six in total. The number was not large, just the standard number of a standard small Titan armored regiment. However, these angel mechas were obviously not the cannon fodder units that could be seen everywhere on the battlefield.

The appearance of these angel mechas is indeed as beautiful and majestic as angels. The bodies are all humanoid, with huge wing-shaped propulsion devices on the back, and radar detection devices like angel halos floating on their heads. The arms of the mechas hold swords, spears and other weapons. Combined with the huge body of fifty or sixty meters high, each one is as majestic and powerful as a giant god soldier.

"Turtle, a total of thirty-six fantasy-level statues, this is really a big deal."

Dorothy had previously collected a lot of information about the Titan mechas in the Robot Wasteland on Skynet, and had a basic idea of ​​the power and level of these mecha equipment.

The levels of Titan mechas actually correspond to the levels of Apostles, and are divided into knight level, battleship level, fantasy level, and perfect level.

After all, the original intention of designing the Titan Mech was to serve as the "external armor" of the apostles, and the inspiration for this thing came from the "mythical weapons" of the thirteen gods of the Lord of All Machines at the beginning of the establishment of the alliance.

Yes, that's right, the messenger of God is the thirteen ship girls of their own family, and the so-called mythical weapons are the ship uniforms of the ship girls.

It's just that the main bodies of our own ship girls are warships, and the human form is just a disguise, so when they enter combat status, they can show super huge bodies, but ordinary apostles are ascended from human machines, they don't have such huge combat weapons to use, so the original Titan mecha came into being.

Of course, there is no way around this. After all, the apostles' human bodies are too small. Even with the addition of space folding technology, it is difficult to accommodate too many large and high-powered weapons and equipment.

Although theoretically the apostles who have achieved mechanical ascension no longer need to stick to the shape and size of the human body and can directly create a mecha body, unfortunately, subsequent research by the Mechanicus has shown that in order to maintain the mental health of the apostles and the integrity of their humanity, it is better for them to move around in normal human form. The apostles' bodies can be slightly modified, with a few more eyes and arms, but it is best not to go too far and make them completely unhuman.

Therefore, the final design direction can only be changed to separately manufacture the apostles' daily bodies and combat bodies. They usually move around with their daily bodies, and manifest their combat bodies for a short time during battle, just like those messengers in myths and legends who can manifest mythical bodies as huge as mountains at any time.

Of course, in order to better unleash the combat power of the apostles who are accustomed to the human form, most Titan mechas are also giant humanoids, rather than strange shapes that are more adapted to the battlefield environment.

After tens of thousands of years of development and research, the Titan Mech has become a fairly complete system. Apostles of different levels can control Titan Mechs of corresponding levels. This is not something that can be messed around with.

It's OK for an expert to control a low-level mecha, at most the combat power will be limited, but if a novice tries to control a high-level mecha, the unhappy mecha soul may directly burn out the brain, causing the mind to collapse and become a fool.

Yes, that's right, it's the machine soul. The reason why Dorothy set her eyes on this world of intelligent wasteland is because this world can easily activate machines and produce the characteristics of machine souls.

In the Robot Wasteland, almost all mechanical bodies have machine souls, but the levels of most machine souls are not high, and naturally they will not have self-awareness or anything. They only have some basic spiritual instincts. Only some high-level mechanical bodies can give birth to advanced machine souls with intelligence.

The reason why the apostles are so powerful is that after mechanical ascension, they can directly merge their consciousness with the machine soul, thus achieving the state of man-machine unity, and perfectly or even overloading the full performance of the mechanical body.

At the same time, being controlled by the apostles for a long time and integrating with the apostles' consciousness will also help the growth of the machine soul's intelligence. The two complement each other.

In short, you can generally judge the strength level of the Apostle pilot inside the Titan mecha to a certain extent directly from the level of the Titan mecha.

And now, there were thirty-six fantasy-level mechas in front of Dorothy, which meant thirty-six fantasy-level apostles.

What a concept. You have to know that the upper limit of the level of the Robot Wasteland is the so-called perfect level, and the perfect level currently only exists in theoretical legends. In other words, the fantasy level is already the highest level walking in the world. A fantasy-level apostle is enough to support a large force. As a result, now the House Witch has thirty-six top-level fighters.

Well, praise my Godmother, you are not going to send me the coffin, are you?

Dorothy thought so.

It's no wonder she thought so. After all, all the fantasy-level robots in the entire artificial intelligence wasteland are probably only a few hundred in total, but the Morningstar family actually sent 36 of them. This is really a bit unreasonable.

Even though the Morningstar family is one of the three most influential families in Sicily, this configuration is indeed a bit too high. It is really strong enough to rival a country.

Of course, she knew her stepmother's identity, but she didn't think it was a big deal. After all, if a big boss like the Arrogant Demon God just blew his breath to ordinary people, they would be reborn and live longer. However, the team she personally trained was only at the fantasy level. This was entirely because the world level limited her performance.

But if it were anyone else, they would doubt whether they were dreaming, just like the dragoons of the Costa family on the opposite side.

"The guards of the Morning Star family?"

"What the hell, isn't there a total of seven guards in the Morning Star family? How come there are thirty-six now?"

"I'm afraid I'm dreaming. Thirty-six Fantasy-level players? Are they going to overthrow the alliance?"

"Wake up, the alliance is gone, so this is the rhythm of unifying the world."

The apostles of the Dragoon Knights were exclaiming in surprise in the internal channel at this time. It was obvious that they had never known that the Morning Star Family had such a strong power.

Obviously, among the three major families, their Costa family is the department responsible for military force, but in fact, there are only nine fantasy-level bosses in the Costa family at present, and only one of them came to lead the team this time.

so.

"Lady Dorothy, Lemon Costa greets you. I don't know what happened here just now. We detected that there seemed to be unknown high-energy fluctuations here just now, so we came here to inspect."

At the front of the Dragoon Corps, the leader who had originally come with his men in high spirits to carry out the suppression plan suddenly lost his momentum when he saw the situation on the opposite side. He carefully drove the giant dragon mecha forward, with the dragon's tail hanging down, and greeted in a low voice.

"It's nothing. I was the one who chopped with the knife just now. I just killed a few termites on Sicily Island. I'm really sorry for disturbing everyone's rest. I don't know what procedures to follow next. Don't worry, as a law-abiding citizen and the descendant of a brave man, I will definitely cooperate with everyone's work peacefully. Lord Lemon, please rest assured to patrol."

Dorothy did not take advantage of her power to bully others. She walked out from the protection of the Knights of the Morning Star on her own and said this with a harmless look on her face.

Dragoons: “.”

Although Lady Dorothy had admitted her crime and was so good at admitting her mistakes that she almost handcuffed herself, everyone was watching the Knights of the Morning Star behind her in silence.

Are you touched?

I dare not move, not at all.

You should know that the strength gap of each level of apostles can be said to be a huge difference. It is almost impossible for the weak to defeat the strong or to fight against opponents of higher levels. A battleship-class mecha can suppress more than a dozen knight-class mechas, and a fantasy-class mecha can even slaughter an entire battleship-class mecha brigade alone.

The middle-level forces of the Dragoon Mecha Regiment are only at the battleship level. Although they have a large force of more than a hundred people, in fact, the Morning Star Knights only need to send out three or four people to wipe them out completely.

This month's salary is just tens of thousands of yuan, why bother playing with it?

Although Captain Lemon was sweating profusely, he still said this with gritted teeth.

There's no way, if there were no casualties tonight, or only a few minor characters died it would be fine, but the veteran heroes who died were all celebrities of Sicily Island over the years, and they were all suddenly chopped to death by someone. If everyone is not given an explanation, the reputation of the Costa family's guards will suffer a major blow.

Therefore, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and ask the young lady to go with him.

This is true love. He is obviously a big and strong dragon man, but the soft voice at this moment directly uses up all the gentleness in his life.

However, just as he finished speaking, the electronic eyes of the mecha of the leader of the Morning Star Knights behind Dorothy flashed red, and he was about to step forward to talk reason with this brave junior.

But Dorothy stretched out her hand and waved it, and the captain's mecha finally calmed down again.

"Okay, it's my duty to cooperate with the investigation. I'll go to the Hall of Courage now."

The house witch said this with a smile.

Well, there was no point in making things difficult for the dedicated patrol officers. It was not what a good person would do. Besides, Dorothy really wanted to go to the Hall of Courage and ask everyone at the meeting whether they had forgotten the true spirit of a brave man.

She didn't care whether the previous Sicily was really the land of brave men, but from now on, her Sicily could no longer be unworthy of its name.

"Thank you for your understanding, sir."

In the cockpit of the dragon mecha, Captain Lemon wiped the sweat from his forehead, and then quickly ordered his men to make way out of the previous encirclement.

At this time, Dorothy turned her head and looked at Miss Neil who was already confused beside her.

"Then I'll take my leave for tonight, Miss Neil. We'll see you tomorrow."

She said goodbye with a smile.

The beautiful chef looked at her deeply and then nodded.

The cultist lady, who had long since stopped trusting the hero, suddenly felt that the smile of the young lady in front of her had a bit of the flavor of Mr. Adam's statue.

Then, the Morning Star Captain Mech knelt on one knee, and the steel giant placed its hand on the ground. Dorothy jumped onto this hand with her sisters including Shadow Blade. After that, the Angel Mech stood up again, spread its wings and took off, flying to the Hall of Courage.

Just like that, the Hall of Courage, which had just ended its meeting in the morning, welcomed its second urgent meeting in the evening.

"You are such a good daughter that I am relieved of my worries. I didn't wait for your dinner, but I had to work overtime."

At the entrance of the Hall of Courage, Ms. Lucien said with a sneer.

"Mother, you are joking. I brought you dinner. Look, it's still hot."

Dorothy quickly took out from her pocket the filial dinner she had packed to take back to honor the Demon God, and then handed it over with a smile.

Next to the White-haired Demon, the War Demon Miss Theresa also sniffed her nose, then shifted her gaze away from the package box and looked at the thirty-six masked nuns who looked like clones behind Dorothy.

Well, the heights, weights and body types of these nuns are really almost exactly the same, and they all wear the same nun uniform, with a long headscarf covering half of their faces, revealing only the same chin and red lips.

These nuns are the apostles of the Knights of the Morning Star. In fact, the House Witch is also very curious whether these are artificial humans created by her own Demon Godmother. Otherwise, they can't be thirty-six twins, right?

However.

"These nuns are the last descendants of the previous generation of the Lustful Demon God. They are not clones, but real sisters from the same mother. I dug them out from her corpse and spent a lot of time to train them. Do you like them?"

Dorothy heard the sound of her godmother's laughter.

In response to this, the home witch was furious.

Godmother, who do you think I am? You even changed my gender specifically for me. Am I, Dorothy, the kind of person who would be seduced by beauty?

She felt that there was always some misunderstanding between her and Ms. Lucien.

However.

"If you like them, I'll give them to you. If you don't like them, I'll give them to my demon gods."

The arrogant demon said so.

Dorothy: "Godmother, you are so good at judging people."

The house witch nodded quickly and said so.

I can only say that he is worthy of being called the Lord of Arrogance Demon. The gifts he gives are so good that no one can refuse them.

Tsk, it doesn’t matter whether she is a nun or not. The main thing is that I can’t really watch these young ladies who just helped me being thrown to the devil. My moral integrity is worthless anyway, so I just have to sacrifice them.

While the mother and daughter were chatting and laughing, the people who were in charge of the matter gradually arrived.

"Well, Miss Dorothy, do you admit your guilt?"

Dorothy stood on the podium in the center, and high up, the presiding judge who was presiding over the trial looked at the tragic photos of the bodies of the many dead and asked this question.

Interrogation in progress.

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