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The Little Witch’s Daily Struggle – Chapter 2390

## Chapter 2390: Divine Punishment Descends

Samantha once said that if two people poured the same magical frequency into the same spot in the Dream World, especially a spatial node, they could completely breach the veil between reality and dreams.

Older Brother Jayad and I were undoubtedly the most suitable candidates. Even separated by reality and dreams, we could still connect mentally and maintain perfect synergy, confident in our ability to shatter the dream wall in one go.

On Atos Island in the Dream World, I had just repelled a group of Deep Ones. Taking advantage of the Star Kin being distracted by a sudden meteorite shower, I directly launched a surprise attack, injuring it. Then, I drew my magic wand and immediately cast a spell at the altar.

“You wish!” The Star Kin clutched its wound with one hand while condensing magic with the other to protect the altar. Although it didn’t immediately understand my intentions, the altar was absolutely not to be trifled with.

I had foreseen that the Star Kin would intervene, so I cast the Invisible Hand without using my wand. Over a dozen unseen insect legs jabbed at its body, causing it pain and interrupting the meditation for the magic it had just prepared. It also had to endure the mental shock and severe pain from the magical backlash.

Without its interference, the remaining Deep Ones were no match for me. My magic successfully struck the altar.

In reality, this was just an ice ray, a very basic spell. It was not fatal, nor did it possess great destructive power. It merely encased the altar in ice.

However, this magic was intentionally synchronized with Older Brother Jayad’s earlier spell. We had precisely adjusted the frequency to create resonance. Simultaneously, Older Brother Jayad cast a Divine Spell, the Holy Fire, onto the same spot on Atos Island in reality.

Instantly, resonance began. The barrier between dream and reality rapidly fractured. An incomparably terrifying and supreme power violently surged into the Dream World, obliterating the altar into fragments.

During Older Brother Jayad’s two previous forbidden spell bombardments of Atos Island, the barrier between dream and reality here was already riddled with holes and on the verge of collapse. The power of reality had already infiltrated the dream. Now, with Older Brother Jayad and I directly shattering the separation, and with all the gods stirring outside, what would happen?

“Boom!” Countless terrifying divine powers erupted into the Dream World like a geyser. The ancient city was instantly torn apart, and countless temples crumbled into dust.

“What?!” The Star Kin had just broken free from the Invisible Hand’s grasp. As it raised its head, it was engulfed by the encroaching power. In an instant, before it could even scream, it was annihilated, its entire body seemingly erased as if by an eraser.

“I wish everyone good health. Goodbye.” I grasped the Seal of the Deep Sea and forcefully exited the Dream World. A second after I left, the spot where I had been was also destroyed by divine power.

Countless Deep Ones around were instantly erased, as if they had never existed in this world. Then, this divine power continued to spread outwards, as if intending to catch all in one net.

In reality, after Older Brother Jayad opened the Gate of Heaven leading to the Dream World, he retreated rapidly, instantly escaping several kilometers away.

The terrifying divine powers sensed the aura of the Old Days from within the Dream World and became even more enraged. Or rather, they intended to twist the knife, and began hurling their strongest powers towards the Gate of Heaven.

“No! Help, help us!” Isha and Shui Mo were absolutely terrified. This had nothing to do with human courage or willpower. Facing the terror of gods far surpassed mere natural disasters. Even the residual shockwaves were enough to leave the bravest, most resolute warrior with lifelong psychological trauma or drive them mad.

Isha and Shui Mo were both seasoned Demon Hunters. They had witnessed all sorts of demons and ghosts and even terrifying beings from the void. They were even favored by the Sea People God at its birth, and had some perception of divinity.

But when they directly faced divine punishment, they realized the vast, incomparable difference. It was not in the same league at all. Mortal courage was less than a fart in the face of divinity. Not being scared to death instantly was already a testament to their bravery.

They also wanted to flee. Their instinctual reaction was to escape immediately, but their legs had gone weak and wouldn’t obey, rendering them immobile. They weren’t afraid of death; when fighting Older Brother Jayad, they had already resigned themselves to death. However, the terror of the gods far surpassed death, making them cry out for help loudly.

They didn’t truly expect Older Brother Jayad to save them; it was just a primal scream for help, like a drowning person instinctively grabbing a floating plank.

But when Older Brother Jayad heard their cries, he actually rushed over, grabbed Shui Mo and Isha, and then a golden gate opened before them, leading to the sacred Heaven.

Given Older Brother Jayad’s preparations and reaction speed, he could have easily escaped through the gate. However, returning to save them made him a bit of a tight squeeze. As the golden gate opened, the storm of divine power had already reached his back.

“Go!” Older Brother Jayad directly tossed the two women through the Gate of Heaven and turned, instantly casting all the defensive Divine Spells he could on himself. He used every Divine Spell that favored him.

The instant he came into contact with divine power, all of Older Brother Jayad’s over a dozen defensive Divine Spells shattered. The sacred great shield, the dark yellow breeze, the obsidian mirror – under the divine catastrophe, they didn’t even last a second before exploding.

Following this, Older Brother Jayad was covered in wounds, his body covered in fractures, blood gushing out like a river. His body was nearly broken into a bloody mess, leaving only a pile of rotten flesh.

This pile of rotten flesh was sucked into the Gate of Heaven. Then, before the gate could even close, the storm of divine power directly destroyed it. The circular gate turned into golden powder and dissipated.

The Gate of Heaven was actually an offensive Divine Spell, possessing suction power that could actively pull people in, and its suction was not weak. Older Brother Jayad knew it could suck him in, which is why he dared to turn and directly take a hit of divine power.

The result, however, was beyond his expectations. Older Brother Jayad had thought that even if a god was incredibly powerful, he should still be able to withstand it for a moment, and would not die on the spot even if severely injured.

In reality, Older Brother Jayad had greatly underestimated the might of gods. Not only did his Divine Spells fail to hold for even a moment, but he almost died.

At the moment his body was about to be crushed, Older Brother Jayad felt several familiar auras: the King in Yellow, Smoke Mirror, God, Lord of Dawn, Lady Huang. Their combined divine power saved him, preventing his instant death.

He was then pulled into the Gate of Heaven. Before losing consciousness, he heard the screams of the two girls beside him.

A Night Bird landed on the seaside cliff of Saint Port Island. Then, the Valkyrie’s figure emerged from the Dream World and returned to reality.

I looked at the divine punishment descending in the distance, then looked around. Where was Older Brother Jayad? Didn’t he say he would meet me here?


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The Little Witch’s Daily Struggle

The Little Witch’s Daily Struggle

今天的魔女小姐也在努力活着
Score 8.2
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Released: 2021 Native Language: Chinese
You hear the penny-dreadful tales, don’t you? Souls whisked off to other worlds, landing in lives of ease and splendor. Reborn as young lords in grand manors, with enchanted baubles at their fingertips or a spectral mentor whispering secrets. But my own ‘grand arrival’? No gentle angel to light the path. Instead, a repulsive, foul deity—some forgotten horror from a darker age—claimed me. I was tormented to the very edge of oblivion, then pitched into a twisted, gaslit world of shadows and fear. I awoke in the frail body of an orphan girl, shivering in some rat-infested rookery, choked by smog and despair. Weak, plagued by illness, with a hunger that gnawed relentlessly. My new story didn’t start from scratch; it began deep in the dregs, clawing my way up from less than nothing.” Now, all I fight for is to live, to see another grimy sunrise over these cobbled streets. Not just for my own skin, but for him—the one whose fate is tangled with mine, the one soul I cling to in this godforsaken, fog-drenched city.

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