Otaku Witch
Chapter 955 - 955: 587. Sleep and Death

"Is this the Underworld?"

Even though she was mentally prepared, Dorothy was still a bit dazed when this familiar yet unfamiliar scenery greeted her eyes once again.

How could it not be familiar? Almost everything in the city in front of her was constructed by her personally, so of course, it was as familiar as it could be.

As for being unfamiliar, that's because this city has expanded hundreds of times.

If Pandora City she built during the Witch's Night was once a small fishing village, then now this Underworld has directly become a bustling international metropolis.

There's simply no comparison in scale.

However, even after countless expansions, the central area still maintains the exact appearance Dorothy remembers. She even immediately spotted Adam's shabby chapel.

For a moment, Dorothy truly felt as if she had returned to the Witch's Night.

To put it bluntly, she feels like she might be dreaming again.

But then, she quietly pinched the brim of her hat and hearing senior Fanny's outcry, she sighed.

Alright, senior Fanny still feels pain, so it doesn't seem to be a dream.

"To check if you're dreaming, you usually pinch yourself, not someone else."

Senior Fanny protested, then she extended her tentacles, sliding all the way to Dorothy's waist, gently tickling the soft flesh of the homebody witch.

Dorothy: "....."

The face beneath the mask of the homebody witch couldn't maintain its composure, causing the mask to become distorted.

Dang it, how did senior Fanny know her weak spot was this? Her body is too sensitive, she really can't handle tickling there.

"Ahem..."

Just as Dorothy was about to retaliate, the cough from the side startled them both, and as they turned around, they saw a gently smiling mask.

Although that mask smiled tenderly, the two homebody witches felt a strange chill, immediately stopping their antics. Senior Fanny withdrew her tentacles and played dead, while Dorothy focused on nose, nose focused on heart, portraying a very obedient demeanor.

She peeked her head around, observing once more, discovering that the Underworld has no sense of lifelessness typical of the afterlife. Instead, it's unexpectedly very flourishing.

The gate they just passed through stands above this Pandoran City in the Underworld, allowing them to easily overlook this bustling and unusual world from the entrance.

At a glance, it seems like a city of extreme technological advancement and futuristic sci-fi aesthetics; skyscrapers abound, and those buildings stretching hundreds or even thousands of meters high pierce the sky, with their tops nowhere in sight. Brilliant neon lights flash everywhere, even coloring the clouds surrounding the buildings into picturesque clouds. Occasionally flying floating airships have huge screens underneath displaying various magical technology advertisements...

Of course, these details aren't the focus; the focus is that all the residents here seem to be robots.

Yes, even though these humanoid robots look incredibly lifelike, virtually indistinguishable from real people, they can't fool Dorothy, the master of figurines; she instantly saw that these Underworld residents below were all not human.

Well, not exactly not human; at least their souls are genuine Souls of the Witch. However, in this Underworld that can house only souls without physical bodies, the Souls of the Witch all inhabit these mechanical bodies.

And, even with the metallic bodies, these witches' hearts remain unchanged. This is evident from their attire and travel habits.

These Underworld residents still wear mage robes, and outside, they still ride on jet-powered mechanical brooms or floating magic carpets, and some people even have various mechanical magical beast mounts with them.

This setting is very retro.

This unique style greatly intrigued Dorothy, and she blinked wide-eyed, resembling a country girl entering the city for the first time.

While she was observing others, others were naturally observing her.

Some idle passersby in the city below raised their heads, gazing at this heavenly Ghost Gate.

"Ah, what's happening today? Not the side entrance, but the main gate is open. Could it be some really important figure has passed away?"

"Indeed, the peaks on the front line were ambushed and dragged back recently, yet that didn't open the main gate."

"Perhaps this time it's a sage who perished? Surely not, do you think there's a battle with calamities outside?"

"Nonsense, that person in the black robe seems to be a Grand Inquisitor from the Judgment Court; perhaps they met a fierce one while investigating a case and honorably sacrificed themselves."

"What are you looking at? The affairs of big shots have nothing to do with us; we still need to go make money. Have you saved enough for your resurrection fee?"

"I still have several hundred years of lifespan left, not in a rush; I can gather it slowly."

"Damn it, why aren't there any battle merits in the Underworld? I fought my whole life only to have to do research to earn resurrection fees here. How am I supposed to know how?"

"Haha, this is the Underworld, the territory of the Mechanical Church and the headquarters of our Research Witches; haven't you Armed Witches had enough limelight in the Mortal World? As they say in the Eastern Universe, fortunes change, and in death, it's time for us Research Witches to rise."

"It's hilarious, I've saved enough resurrection fees to revive myself hundreds of times over, but I don't want to resurrect at all. Everything's here in the Underworld, and people here speak so nicely; I adore this place."

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