Capítulo 170: 152. Circling the Dust World Dragon

"Alright, my future has just become even more promising," Dorothy said.

The thought of the magic power needed to solidify her Martial Soul, which had been plentiful thanks to the Devil King's blessing, once again made Dorothy don a mask of pain.

When it came to using magic, regret always followed scarcity; after all, a Martial Soul was a luxury usually afforded by the Great Witch, and her being a little witch trying to activate it was like a child trying to drive a large vehicle—the cost of fuel alone was expectedly unsustainable.

"But since I'm not fighting anyway, there's no need to materialize it. Isn't this energy-saving mode quite good?"

The homebody witch consoled herself with this thought.

Ever since she established a connection with her Martial Soul, she immediately felt its power. It was more than just a fashionable Soul Avatar to hang behind one's back.