"Jewel goo?" Maisie brushed aside the white hair on her forehead, revealing a pair of curious eyes.
"It's a magic stone," Agatha picked up the stone on the ground and scrutinized it for a while. "Although I don't know what type it is, but just looking at the color, it should be a stone of God's punishment of excellent quality before the transformation."
"The loot of the high-level devil will definitely not be bad," Ye Zi said with a smile, "I just didn't expect it to hide the box inside the body."
"Well, if you say that, will the other devils have such boxes on them?" Maisie said excitedly, "I'll go look for them!"
"Be careful not to touch the jar that stores the red mist!" Agatha urged.
Half an hour later, Maisie ran over excitedly holding two black boxes, "I found it from the devil in colorful clothes!"
What Nightingale took out was still the magic stone, but this time the stone looked duller and smaller in size, but there were quite a few.
Agatha gathered the magic stones together and couldn't help frowning.
"What's wrong?" Nightingale asked, "Is something wrong?"
"Magic stones... Seems to be too many."
"Is more than enough?"
She shook her head gently, "There are thousands of Heart Dread Demons killed by the Federation. If the magic stones are so easy to obtain, the Quest Society will not deliberately want to capture and raise the Chaos Beasts. Why do they carry it with them? How many magic stones?"
"Probably accumulated over the past four hundred years, right?" Nightingale showed an ugly smile, "It's like a hapless man who finally managed to save up a sum of money and decided to go home and farm after finishing this job. We were shot and killed, and the entire inheritance was cheap for us."
No one laughed out loud, and everyone realized the meaning behind it - if a huge ethnic group has never stopped producing magic stones for four hundred years, what kind of war resources will they accumulate? degree
"Forget it, it's useless to think too much," Agatha broke the silence after a brief cold session, "We don't have a second way to go anyway."
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The First Army finally arrived in the woods under the guidance of lightning.
"You are all okay!" Wendy anxiously jumped from behind the lightning and checked each sister one by one, "Anna she..."
"Don't worry about the coma caused by the depletion of mana," Nightingale comforted. "Everyone is fine."
"I said it a long time ago," Lightning's head was already bandaged, revealing only the bangs on his forehead, "but Sister Wendy kept urging me."
"This, this... what!" Brian looked at the corpses lined up on the ground in surprise. "Are they the devil?"
"That's right, a dead devil," Nightingale shrugged. "You have to ask the soldiers to bring them back. The pieces of meat, armor, clothing, and weapons must not be missing. This is His Majesty's order."
"Yes!" Brian suddenly became serious when he heard the order, "I will arrange for it to be done."
"It's a pity that we couldn't catch a living devil," Agatha sighed, "the plan to create the talisman has to be postponed again."
"A living devil?" Lightning tilted his head and said, "Probably there is!"
"What?" Everyone looked at her, "Where?"
"I'm not sure," she blinked. "If the devil could swim, he might still be alive."
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In the afternoon, the paddle steamer left the river bank and turned back to Neverwinter.
The deck of one of the ships was crowded with curious and astonished soldiers of the First Army.
"This is the enemy we will face in the future?"
"It doesn't look very good, except that it's bigger."
"Shh, what nonsense are you talking about," someone shouted in a low voice, "Have you not seen your majesty's witches who are seriously injured? You have never seen their abilities!"
"That's right, the guys who died must be extremely ferocious, at least much harder to deal with than the evil beasts. Even Lord Anna was caught." Another nodded and added, "She blocked the gap in the city wall by herself. Stop the impact of the evil beasts."
This statement was endorsed by most soldiers.
"Ah... I was there that day, and Lady Anna saved my life!"
"If it wasn't for her, I'd be trampled to death by a wild boar."
"It's a pity that Miss Angel is not here, otherwise they will get better soon."
Nightingale and Agatha, who were standing at the stern, looked at each other and shook their heads with a smile.
Now these ordinary people have regarded witches as companions who can fight side by side, which is a new feeling for both of them - a witch who originally lived in a witch empire that regarded mortals as slaves, a Zeng Dong hiding, who was rejected and persecuted by the people … Although the content of the feeling is diametrically opposite, it is equally incredible.
"What do you think?" Nightingale asked after sighing inwardly.
"Do you mean the lost and found test item?" Agatha smiled, "I think it should be considered extremely lucky."
The object of the soldiers' onlookers is the drooling demon who was imprisoned in the iron cage.
Just as Lightning said, the unlucky devil was washed up by the scorching flames from the explosion of the hydrogen balloon, and only regained consciousness after falling into the water, but his body was severely injured, and he was unable to swim back to the shore after struggling for a long time. , was eventually captured by Maisie who was searching - according to the latter, if it hadn't roared loudly, she might not have been able to notice the other party. Obviously, the madman regarded Maisie as a terrifying beast to rescue, but as soon as he got ashore, he became the captive of the witch.
Considering that Effie's magic and physical strength had reached the limit, it might not be possible to trap the devil for too long. In the end, everyone decided to cut off the devil's limbs, and then use Agatha to seal the wound. This way the enemy can neither commit suicide nor die immediately before the red mist is exhausted.
"I didn't expect to be able to successfully complete the mission after such a big change. I am indeed lucky." Nightingale curled her lips.
"By the way, aren't you going to rest?" Agatha pointed to her waist.
"It's much better after applying the herbs," she waved her hands nonchalantly. "Before meeting His Majesty Roland, all the pains of the Co-Aid Association were solved by leaves."
"Fortunately, everyone is safe and sound," Agatha exhaled, "I was negligent in this operation."
"High-level devils? That's not your fault." Nightingale comforted, "No one knew that they would appear alone in this remote place."
"This is also something I don't understand... After all, they always hide behind the army, never act alone, and the number is extremely rare. During the decades of war with the Federation, all the high-level devils who show up will be recorded in the There are less than 20 cases, including those who died in battle." She paused, "I thought I would have to wait until the red moon to have a chance to meet them, but when I saw those magic stones, I suddenly became unsure again. ."
Nightingale quickly understood what she meant, but as soon as she figured it out, a chill rose in her heart.
"I don't know the lifespan, growth limit, promotion path, and reproduction method of devils. What have they developed in the past four hundred years?" Agatha whispered, "If the enemy can accumulate many magic stones, then Can they also accumulate numerous high-level demons?"
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