Release that Witch Chapter 540: Different mentality

Is that all?

Agatha was slightly relieved when he heard this.

Devil's strength lies in its large number. If it is only for a small amount of wild demon, one or two high rank witch can pack them.

"Do you have a way to imprison them now?"

"The new witch is just right for this," Roland recounted their abilities. "After the Iffy captures Devil, the cage can be easily taken away with the balloon. Of course I will also prepare some handcuffs It ’s not a big problem to hold them down. What I want to ask is, how long can the red mist carried by Devil persist, and can their blood after death be used to make Sigil? "

So that's it ... Agatha has fully understood his purpose so far. "In general, a can of red mist can last for about one day. Devil will choose the number of fog tanks according to different tasks, such as performing surveillance and patrol tasks. Then, their mount will carry three to four cans of -- but this is also the limit. "

"Why?" Roland wondered.

"After leaving that strange Blackstone Tower, the mist will gradually fail," she explained. "Otherwise, Pioneer Society would have been able to raise Devil and Primal Chaos Beast, and a large number of Sigil would have been synthesized. Federation three seats is not an attempt in this regard, For example, they actively attacked some outposts occupying Devil and wanted to **** the small Blackstone Tower, but the enemy would always destroy it before it was defeated, leaving Holy Warrior with only a withered stone tower. "

"Withered?" The other side wondered, "Can the stones wither?"

"No one knows what it is, but with the stones brought back, it's not overwhelming to describe withering. The surface that should have been smooth became rough and dull, and it was returned by hand. It can drop a lot of stone debris, which is completely different from what the warriors first saw. "

"I see ..." Roland groaned for a moment, "If you can really bring back Devil, can you make magic stone Sigil?"

"Give me enough experimental materials, laboratory, and twenty mortals as assistants," Agatha said with a finger, "Simple Sigil success rate is about 80%, advanced ... Yeah, you also anyway No related magic stone. "

"It's okay," he hesitated, and whispered, "But what if the trapping operation attracts a group of Devil?"

Agatha couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Looking at your self-confidence before, I thought you never worried about this problem."

"cough cough, I just want to make sure it's foolproof."

She said lightly, "Bring me and Miss Anna then it will be alright."

"You and ... Anna?"

"You may witch There is not a correct understanding, Your Majesty , " Agatha Sighed, "You know the power is all over Fertile Plain of Federation And there are only over a hundred high rank witch Where ability belongs to combat type Less than forty people, they make up Federation High-level and Holy Army backbone. And yours Witch Union There are several high rank witch Plus those weird ones weapon Strength and one Holy Army Allies are equivalent and eat a bunch Devil It's not that difficult. Even if you meet Lord of Hell , Anna Miss can still activate twice Divine Will Sigil Yet. "

"Ah ... I almost forgot about it, "Roland suddenly realized," Thank you for your proposal. "

"You're welcome. Defeating Devil is my lifelong wish. Don't let me down, Your Majesty."

Agatha was about to leave when the other side stopped her again.

"Yes, I still have a puzzle."

"What?"

"Why did you respond so much to the Devil camp attack just now?" Roland raised an eyebrow. "You didn't say that before ... I remember that you didn't just ask to take the initiative to attack them, even without sacrificing it To capture the Primal Chaos Beast that may exist in camp, isn't it? "

Agatha suddenly felt hot on the cheeks. You don't need to look at it, it must be red.

She can't always say that at the time, I felt that Roland had no ability to stop Devil, and was bragging about her military force, only to say that for the purpose of anger. I now feel that the situation in the territories is very good. As long as time is taken, human strength will become stronger and stronger, and attitudes will naturally become completely different. "Have you? I don't remember saying such things."

"But you did ..."

"cough cough, Your Majesty, I feel very sleepy," she yawned forcefully, "please let me retreat first." Leaving the office without saying a word.

When passing through the corridor leading to the witch building, the cool evening wind blows on Agatha's face, calming her mood gradually.

Looking at the sky and stars, the words of Wendy suddenly appeared in her mind.

"He will one day become King of Greycastle and lead us to defeat any enemy. I believe so."

At that time, when she saw her confident expression, Agatha felt both envy and sadness in her heart. The envy was that they had not been overwhelmed by the cruel reality. The sad thing was that trust could not reverse the gap in strength.

But now she also believes a little.

Iffy doesn't remember how he got back to the bedroom.

Hundreds of guns roaring in her mind -- neatly lined up in a row, and pulled the trigger to the target in front. She could see nothing but thick white smoke, even if magic power could perceive And it was too late to trap the bullet in a cage.

Your Majesty didn't lie. The power of metal ammunition far surpasses the special bullet used by Macy to fight with itself. The wooden target outside Baibu was hit with a lot of holes, and witch can only be passively beaten at this distance. .

As for another weapon known as cannon, the attack range is several times that of a firearm. You need to use telescope when observing the shooting results. The personal guard that can lead the team says that this is just the oldest field gun. An weapon called a 152mm stronghold cannon is the true trump card of the artillery battalion.

A variety of explosions kept ringing in her head, and all of them converged into a thought.

"Hetty Morgan deceived us."

Iffy murmured.

"Maybe she didn't expect that there would still be such a power in the world," Quiet Feather had a complicated look, and was obviously shocked by the army training in the afternoon, "What should we do afterwards?"

She does n’t have answer. No matter what purpose Hetty had previously held, it is meaningless at this moment, because she knows that the Blood Tooth Association that Your Majesty wants cannot afford -- Tilly Wimbledon. Many support witch are obviously more useful than Blood Tooth Association's combat witch. .

Recalling her experience over the past few years, she found that her proud ability and growth have become a joke. Apart from Anne, there is nothing worth remembering.

After a long time, she was raised head, "I don't want to go back to Blood Tooth Association."

"..." Quiet Feather nodded indifferently, "Me too." Then she froze, "You cry?"

Iffy Then she felt a bit of salty taste in the corner of her mouth. She raised her hand and wiped her cheek. The wet feeling came from her fingertips.

"I don't know."

She hasn't tasted tears for a long time.

The beast never cry.

Even if it is, it is not for yourself.

It would be nice if she and Anne met Witch Union from the beginning.

Iffy closed her eyes and let the salty rain fall on her heart.

Anne, forgive me.