Otaku Witch

At this moment, Madeline felt immense pressure.

It’s not just because her opponent was too strong, but also because she knew the identity of the mysterious Wendigo in front of her — a little ancestor of her own family.

Yes, "little ancestor" was meant in the literal sense of rank, not a nickname.

When mentioning the Devil King’s youngest daughter, most witches only know there’s such a princess, but beyond that, they aren’t clear. Generally speaking, these princesses’ growth periods are kept confidential until they reach a certain level of strength, only then do they officially debut and begin activities.

And this little princess is only in her late twenties or early thirties, really too young, far from reaching the age where her identity can be revealed.

But Madeline, being a member of the House of Aphrodite, and a successor of the Devil King’s noble lineage, naturally knew some things others did not, like this mysterious little princess’s identity and appearance.

Occasionally, during banquets held at the Demon King’s Castle, the Succubus Witch had the fortune of seeing this esteemed little ancestor several times, leaving quite an impression, and not long ago, she had just seen this little ancestor in the Scream House at Venus City.

However, compared to other noble-blooded families, Madeline, being a member of the House of Aphrodite, felt somewhat closer to this little ancestor, after all, this little ancestor was the direct younger sister of her ancestor Aphrodite, both children of the Devil King and Queen Venus.

Aphrodite was the eldest daughter, while this little ancestor named Wendy was the youngest.

So, facing a living ancestor on the field, the question was whether you would feel pressured or not.

If I were to really harm this little ancestor, in future family gatherings, maybe I’d be punished by the ancestral elder to clean the toilets for stepping inside with my left foot first.

Madeline couldn’t help but think to herself.

Although this thought was somewhat arrogant, it was indeed questionable whether she could actually defeat this little ancestor.

It was said that this little ancestor had always been mentored by her elder sister, their family’s legendary Dominating Sage, Aphrodite, so undoubtedly, this little ancestor would be well-versed in their hereditary magic, which normally would make one say to hell with it, why bother fighting at all.

However, the Succubus Witch was genuinely a family oddball. Ridiculous, she knew little of the hereditary magic anyway, specializing in the Combat Magic System instead.

Moreover, as a Martial Fool, Madeline did not fear strong opponents; on the contrary, being able to fight formidable adversaries was a delight she longed for, only that this good opponent’s rank was too daunting.

Thus, despite the matches having started, with their health bars already showing, both sides were still in a standoff, no one initiating the offensive.

The Succubus Witch was indecisive, while the Wendigo Witch across seemed to be waiting for her to make the first move.

Finally, Wendy looked somewhat puzzled at the niece of unknown how many generations standing before her who was unmoving, then tilted her head adorably with her massive antlers.

After thinking it through, she understood the opponent’s concerns.

"Madeline, this is an arena, please respect the duel’s rules and forget everything else. Here, we are just opponents."

She spoke with a clear voice.

Upon hearing this, Madeline finally sighed in relief.

This was precisely the words I was waiting for from you, little ancestor, so I will not hold back now.

"I apologize for my earlier negligence, now please excuse my forthcoming offense, my Lord."

First bowing in apology, she no longer hesitated and launched a fierce attack.

Nothing to procrastinate, nor was there any need for probing, that’s the leisure of the strong, and at this moment, the Succubus Witch belonged to the weaker side, hence it was natural to go all out right at the start.

However, being a crude Combat Magic Witch, her techniques weren’t as glamorous as those of Senior Mia and others before, she just straightforwardly stepped forward, charged, and then executed a sword slash.

Nonetheless, as she launched her attack, behind her, the Paladin Martial Soul, shining with Holy Light, silently and infinitely fused with her, significantly boosting both her speed and strength.

Her charge reached a speed imperceptible to the human eye, and her powerful strength rendered even a casual sword slash capable of literally splitting mountains and crossing rivers.

It’s just...

Just as Madeline was about to charge up to the terrifying Wendigo, she suddenly felt a sense of dread, her body stiffened momentarily, a tremendous fear seemed to transform into an invisible hand, clutching her heart.

"Oh no, the Power of Fear from the Three Great Hatreds, is this the Hand of Fear?"

Being a Demon Witch too, Madeline instantly realized what had occurred.

This was the power created by the Lord Demon King as an addition to the demons’ original Seven Deadly Sins, namely hatred, fear, and despair.

The method of cultivation for the Three Great Hatreds wasn’t kept a secret, it’s available in the Magic Web Library for purchase at will. Although the Lord Demon King generously made it public, there were indeed very few Demon Witches who actually embarked on the path of cultivating the Three Great Hatreds.

The reason is none other, simply the lack of talent.

The Seven Deadly Sins are called original sins because everyone is born with them; even if you wish not to, you cannot bypass these most primal desires. However, the Three Great Hatreds are much more of a life realization, their rudimentary entry barrier is notably high.

But clearly, in front of her, this little ancestor was one of those rare witches who cultivated the Three Great Hatreds, seemingly mastering the Power of Fear.