Otaku Witch-Chapter 488 - 403. Tianwei_3

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This was certainly not because she feared the storm; in fact, even if the wind were a hundred times more brutal, she would feel nothing at all.

She was just astonished at how this originally intangible and insubstantial breeze had somehow come to life.

Yes, in the perception of the Golden Princess, the raging storm was no longer a mere change in Magic Power. It had become a living being, and perhaps it was now appropriate to call it the spirit of the storm.

Sophia had seen such beings before. After all, elemental creatures are not uncommon in the magic world. But their birth was always a natural coincidence, a miracle of the world.

However, they were in the Arena now, and she had never heard of elemental elves being born within the simulated worlds of the Duel Arena.

Not to mention that elemental creatures have always had a slow growth. A newly born little elemental elf would need hundreds to thousands of years to grow into an Elemental Caster.

But what was the deal with the storm elf standing before her? She had been born just a few seconds ago, yet in an instant, she had already become a powerful Elemental Caster and was even on the verge of ascending to an Elemental King.

What sort of outrageous Speed of growth was this? This was not Magic at all.

Sophia was amazed, and this scene truly shook the common knowledge she had learned in the past.

Of course, despite her astonishment, she did not sit idly by. After her expression shifted through uncertainty and doubt, the Golden Princess steeled her heart.

"In the name of the Earth Mother Goddess, manifest, Land of Gold that slumbers deep within the ley lines," she intoned.

Opening her mouth, Mia uttered a roaring chant with cadence and emphasis—the language of the Great Dragon, one of the most revered and mysterious languages, the dragon language.

And so, the next moment, the simulated world formed by the Arena began to shake and quiver, as if some monster sleeping underground was about to awaken.

Meanwhile, in the spectator seats, Sophia, who had been equally puzzled by the abnormal elemental elf, now stood up from her seat, looking at Mia with some shock.

"No way, this is just a friendly match. Why is Senior Mia getting serious? She's even summoning the real Golden Country?"

The Pure White Witch had grown up in the Dragon Kingdom and was naturally aware of some secrets of the Dragon Witch, like the Astoros Family's Golden Country.

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Legend has it that every Radiant Dragon possesses its Land of Gold, the dragon's lair and domain, as well as the source of its power.

Within that eternally brilliant Divine Realm of the Land of Gold, they are the true Earth Mother Goddesses, wielders of the powers of gold and the earth.

But even if Mia was the heir to the Astoros Family, she was still too green. Her Land of Gold was not yet complete, still in the nest-building stage, and not to be used lightly, for any damage could affect the construction of the Land of Gold.

Even when Mia had earlier been at the mercy of the Power of Fate in her duel with her, she had not summoned the Land of Gold, using only a bit of leyline power.

But now...

Watching the enormous Golden Capital rise from the depths of the ley lines, the Pure White Witch was somewhat speechless. Was such a desperate measure necessary for a friendly spar between companions?

However, in the next moment, she understood just how timely Mia's decision had been.

Because...

The clouds gathered by the windstorm pressed down like a funnel, as if the sky itself was falling to the earth, oppressing the hearts of all who watched. Not to mention the Lightning that intermittently lit up in the clouds. Illuminated by the Lightning, the hints of scales and claws that appeared within the depths of the clouds seemed to house some terrifying monster. The thunder that resounded like the wrath of the heavens was its breath.

"Lightning comes."

Accompanied by that faint yet distinctly clear whisper, brilliant thunderbolts fell from the sky, casting everything below into stark white, as if the world itself had lost its color, every detail rendered in black and white.

...The witch undergoes her tribulation...