Release that Witch - Chapter 1101
[Chapter 1077]
“These steel rails are the last ones for today,” Leaf leaned out from the canopy, ”
I’m sorry.” “Put it on me!” Molly patted her flat chest, and then whistled, ” Come out, my servant Momota!”
A blue sphere emerged from the void, and quickly expanded to the height of the tree branch.
It stretched out its two hands-like transparent limbs, scooped up the steel rails piled up on the ground, and swallowed them into its stomach—but the rails were too long, and it was unrealistic to swallow them completely, so the front and rear ends were exposed, at first glance. It looked like the sphere had been pierced.
“Momo…Ta? I remember you called it Momoka last time.”
“Really?” Molly tilted her head and said, “But that’s not important, what’s important is to shout out—this way That’s why you
look imposing, doesn’t it?”
“Uh,” Ye Zi thought for a while, “Mysterious Moon told you?”
“Hey, how did you know?” Molly asked curiously, “She also invited me to join the detective team ”
Since the release of Specter, Lorgar’s heroic figure of transforming himself into a giant wolf for his sister and jumping at the enemy has left a deep impression on everyone.
Afterwards, the detective team fueled the flames, and shouting slogans while using their abilities gradually became a fashionable practice among young witches.
This is not a secret in Neverwinter, but Miss Ye Zi has been in the Hidden Forest for a long time, and the last time she appeared was at the enthronement ceremony of His Majesty the King, she knew it so clearly, which was quite beyond Molly’s expectations up.
“Because… no, it’s nothing.” Ye Zi coughed twice, then turned her head to look in the direction of Neverwinter City, “There are new supplies entering the forest, so I’ll go there first.”
Although Molly wanted to know the answer very much, she still wanted to know the answer. Trying to suppress his curiosity, he waved to Ye Zi.
The latter turned into a flickering spirit body in the blink of an eye and merged into the shadow of the tree.
I heard that this ability can make the opponent appear from one end of the Hidden Forest to the other in an instant. As long as it happens in the forest, there is no leaf that does not know.
And thousands of trees can also become the foundation for her to absorb magic power. Because of this, she can control the plants to continuously transport building materials to the front line. Compared with the transport efficiency of magic servants, it is not worth mentioning.
This is the power of evolution.
I don’t know when I will be able to be like Miss Ye Zi, Mollier thought enviously, it has been four or five months since I came to Neverwinter, and there is no problem with literacy. After learning the principles of nature, it should be her turn to evolve right?
She climbed on top of the magic servant and controlled Momota to walk out of the forest.
As soon as she got out of the forest, a bustling and busy scene suddenly appeared in front of her eyes.
“One, two, three,
let’s go!” “A little more to the left!”
“Slow down, slow down!”
Nearly a thousand workers surrounded the railway extending to the northeast, repairing the tower zero nervously and orderly number site.
As the first stop leading to the ruins of Taquila, it actually also has the function of protecting the forest terminal.
The four bunkers are located at the four corners of the station, and they are connected by trenches and retaining walls into a whole. Workers wearing various clothes and even bare-chested walk through them. If you don’t know His Majesty’s plan in advance, it’s hard to see this place alone. Associated with the battle front.
“Oh, isn’t this Miss Morrill? Thanks for your hard work!”
“I’m going to trouble you again today, the train crew is too busy.”
“Miss Morrill, there is a steam engine down here, can you help us?” Can you straighten it up?” The
magic servant led the rails slowly through the crowd, and from time to time, someone would greet her or ask her to help – she has only been here for a week, and many people have already remembered her name.
Although Morill’s main job was to prevent accidents on the Seagull, she was more than happy to lend a helping hand whenever someone asked for it – as she had done on Sleeping Isle.
It also brings genuine joy to see others thanking her with a smile.
What made her even more happy was that only witches and very few fjord people would thank her on Sleeping Island, and there was not much she could do to help except for loading and unloading goods.
But here, everyone treats her like a celebrity, and there are places where her help is needed. As the saying goes, more thanks will bring more happiness. As long as the Seagull does not take off, she will walk along the railway with her magical servants on all day.
After leaving the Tower Zero site, the scenery along the way has changed again.
A column of smoke faintly appeared in Molly’s field of vision.
That’s the track left by the train.
In fact, these steel behemoths are the main force to replace the leaves. They keep transporting materials out of the forest and to the front lines that need to be built, as if they will never feel tired.
The steel rails she moved were just a small part of what was left.
It’s a pity to hear from Her Highness Tilly that these big guys are not so easy to manufacture, and there are only two or three in Neverwinter so far—this is also the reason why the Seagull needs to go back and forth between Neverwinter and the front line frequently: Regardless of the war, the rear must maintain production.
The closer to the end of the track, the more soldiers wearing uniform uniforms.
After a week of observation, Molly has been able to roughly distinguish which are new recruits and which are battle-tested fighters—the former is usually the one who sits on the ground listening to the instructor’s instruction, and sneaks a glance at her from time to time, while those who concentrate on wiping their arms The one who hits the weapon and turns a blind eye to her is basically the latter.
“Look carefully, these are the known forms of the devil!” An instructor tapped the picture on the small blackboard and said, “The most common one is the madman, with a burly body and thick arms, and can throw extremely accurate shots.” Bone spears, but they can’t be thrown continuously—unless it’s time to jump over the wall!”
“Hahaha…” There was a burst of laughter from the crowd.
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“Laughing fart!” The instructor scolded, “I’m afraid you will be scared to pee when you see that scene. At this time, running away or surrendering can’t save your poor little lives. The only right thing to do is to pull the trigger on it and kill it before it kills you! Got it?”
“Yes!” the crowd responded in unison.
“Then look at the next picture,” he pointed to another picture, “this kind of monster with eyes on the forehead is the heart fear, although the number is far less than the previous one, but the power is much stronger. As long as they see You, can make you so scared that you can’t move, you can only wait to be slaughtered by the enemy. This kind of weird mental attack can be restrained by the God’s Stone of Retaliation, and people on the front line will also issue God’s Stone, but there is no guarantee that you will one day I
lost everything and met them without the god stone.”
“Then what should I do?”
“Pray to your grandmother, or imagine some favorite people or things in your mind, in short, how do you usually overcome your fear, and then do it then!”
After hearing this sentence, Molly found that someone looked at Own.
And she smiled and winked at him.
“Hey, where are you looking at!” The instructor yelled, “If you don’t want to attend the lecture, get out of here and carry cement on the construction site!”
The man quickly retracted his head.
Hey, so recruits are more likable than veterans.
Molly pouted, controlling the magic servant to move on.
After walking another few hundred meters, she could already see the front edge of the track—workers, soldiers, and witches mixed here, working together to build the railway farther away.
The most striking thing among the crowd was a flaxen-colored long-haired girl in overalls.
Queen of Graycastle, Her Royal Highness Anna Wimbledon.
[End of this Chapter]
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