Otaku Witch

"My naive Disciplinary Committee Chairwoman, this isn't the Witch World of the future where equivalent exchange is common among witches. Here and now, for those mortals gathered outside, equivalent exchange is a luxury—they would rather plunder than pay, if they can get away with it,"

Senior Mia was accustomed to this. After all, as a merchant, she had seen all sorts of situations and understood the pettiness and darkness of people's hearts better than her sisters.

Little Alice didn't have much of a reaction to the people downstairs, she even felt a bit thirsty. After all, for a vampire, seeing a street full of people was no different from a regular person seeing a street full of bottled sodas.

"Sister, sister, when are those angels going to come? I can't wait to start fighting."

The little witch was rubbing her hands together, eager to have a big fight soon.

She had just taken the Hero's Blood Magic Potion for the fourth time, and her strength had greatly increased. She had almost regained her full strength and even exceeded her real-life abilities.

Unlike Dorothy, the weak Human Mage Apprentice, Alice had a much higher starting point. As the daughter of the Vampire Queen Lilith, she was naturally the highest order of vampires—the so-called True Ancestor of Blood.

Ordinary vampires were merely Silver Species in strength, but as a True Ancestor of Blood, like the Moonlit Lionheart Rabbit among the Moon Rabbits, she was a supermodel card, possessing the strength of the Golden Race.

Lilith, the stepmother, seemed unimpressive. Last time, the angels didn't even need to fight; just the backdrop effect of the Holy Light almost finished her off, but...

Never mind, it's hard to talk up Lilith. It's truly unfortunate, and who knows what Satan was thinking, giving Lilith the power of the True Ancestor of Blood but seemingly not teaching her how to use it. Her adaptation of human blood magic is so flawed even Dorothy would shake her head at it.

But Alice was groomed by the homebody witch herself, and when it comes to pure strength, she could beat her own mother with one hand tied behind her back.

However, history says that Lilith eventually followed the God King and even switched from being a vampire to a Vampire Clan Witch, becoming the ancestor of the vampire witches of later generations.

That Lilith was indeed formidable, reaching the Sage Realm at her peak and earning the title Red Moon Sage. But later, she suddenly disappeared, probably found somewhere to retire to, as a person of such stature wouldn't just drop dead.

Among The Witches now, purely in terms of panel strength, it's actually little witch Alice who is the strongest, with 220,000 units of mana.

Next are the succubus sisters. Unfortunately, Madeline and Audrey are now just half-blood succubi, and their mother, though she calls herself queen, is just an ordinary succubus. It's like in a world without tigers, even monkeys can claim to be kings.

This puts the sisters at a disadvantage. Madeline has taken the Hero's Blood five times, fully tapping into her racial potential, yet she still doesn't measure up to Alice, with only about 150,000 units of mana.

Audrey is also a bit worse, having taken the Hero's Blood four times, her mana is around 130,000 units.

Then comes Dorothy, who really started too low to be carried along. A pure human with no racial potential to exploit, even after taking the Hero's Blood seven times, her mana has only just reached 100,000 units.

Last is Senior Mia, who also took the Hero's Blood five times. Starting as a regular human, her mana now is at about 60,000 units, placing her at the bottom among the group.

As for the exception, Denisha, the God King...

Dorothy turned to look at her childhood sweetheart beside her and felt a full sense of security.

Do you know what true King's Qualification is? With ten evolutions, 300,000 units of mana, she's already touching the ceiling of this world's combat power.

What's the point of holding a heavenly ceremony, getting gifts from the world consciousness? Hilarious, absolutely unnecessary...

Cough cough cough, let's not get carried away. The ceremony must go on; there are still gaps in magical power. Right now, Denisha's magic power is just degraded magic power of a human mage, not comparable to the noble, all-powerful Primordial Magic Power. A witch without Primordial Magic Power is not a complete witch, but merely a powerful witch.

This Denisha might not lose to ordinary angels, but facing the Lord of Glory later on is absolutely out of question.

"Denisha, I'm counting on you for what comes next,"

Dorothy looked at the crowd gathered below, then said to Miss Shepherdess.

Letting out the news that they were leaving was part of the plan. They needed to conduct a selection of true believers next.

The followers of the Church of Machinery outside now could only be considered shallow believers, just like the most familiar type of followers from Dorothy's past life—the saying goes, a twitch in the left eye means money is coming, blessed by the God of Wealth, a twitch in the right eye spells trouble, a level of superstition.

You are useful to me, I believe in you. You are useless to me, to hell with you.

It's not that such followers are bad. In fact, the vast majority of ordinary people are like that, but what they need next are not these fair-weather believers, but those who can share both prosperity and adversity.