"This is... your ability?" Wendy took a while to react.
"She can't hear," Annie said. "After turning into a weapon, Broken Sword will lose its ability to communicate with the outside world. Only when you hold her can she perceive the world through your five senses."
Is that so? Wendy hesitated for a while, and reached out to lightly hold the hilt of the sword—in an instant, there was more consciousness in her mind, and the blade merged with her at this moment, as if it had become a part of her body. Not only that, Wendy also felt that her eyesight and hearing were much sharper, and her whole body was full of power.
"This is… "
"Symbiosis." The voice of the broken sword sounded in her mind, "When you pick me up, everything I have will be attached to you." Speaking of which, her voice seemed to reveal a trace of regret, "It's a pity that I Since I was a child, my body was not very good, and my strength was limited. Even if it was superimposed with you, it would not be of much help.”
It turned out that the reason why he felt full of power was because he inherited the ability of the broken sword.
Wendy raised her weapon and scrutinized it carefully - the hilt was warm and soft to the touch, like a living thing. The shape of the blade is a little weird. It is only about an arm in length, but it is as thin as a finger, with a flat front and a round back. It is more like an enlarged needle than a sword. If you look closely, you can also see the finely arranged stripes on the sword, as if it were made of countless silver filaments.
Wendy couldn't help but think of Broken Sword's striking silver hair.
"How long can you maintain this form?"
"If it doesn't change repeatedly, it can go on forever."
It seems like Maisie, she thought, only the moment of change consumes a lot of magic.
"Massie? You mean that huge pigeon?"
Wendy was stunned for a while before she realized that as long as she was attached to Broken Sword, the other party could see what she was thinking. This made her a little flustered, after all, there were some things she didn't want anyone to know.
"Your mood is a little fluctuating... What is this, Tie?"
"It's nothing," Wendy hurriedly inserted the blade back into the ground and looked at Annie, "Ahem, can anyone be connected to Broken Sword?"
"In theory, as long as she is willing to accept it, ordinary people can get her power," Annie nodded, "but in that state, she is just an extraordinarily hard weapon, and she can only use it in the hands of a witch. real strength."
"Witch... in hand?"
"Yes," Annie said calmly, seeming to see something, "Besides, having the same mind doesn't mean prying into your consciousness. As long as you don't focus on your current thoughts, Broken Sword will not be able to detect your mind."
"I see," Wendy calmed down and held her sword hilt again.
"Did I say something wrong just now? I'm sorry... I won't ask such a question casually again," Broken Sword's eager voice appeared in her mind immediately.
"No, nothing..." She suddenly thought of a question, "If I put you down suddenly, what would you see?"
"It will become pitch black, with neither sound nor touch, as if floating in nothingness."
Sure enough, this kind of experience of losing all senses in an instant will definitely not be very pleasant, thinking of this, Wendy said as slow as possible, "It's me who should apologize... Don't worry, I won't leave you casually again. "
Dagger looked a little surprised, and after a while, he replied softly, "Yeah."
"By the way, Annie said, only witches can show your true strength?"
"That's right, if I fight in weapon form, I'll be injured if I bump into it too much. However, witches can increase the sharpness and attack range of the blade by injecting magic power, and can stab the enemy even without touching it. "
Wendy injected magic power into Duanjian's body according to her words, and the silver sword body was immediately covered with a hazy white light, like a constantly flowing mist. At the same time, she felt that the magic power level in her body was rapidly decreasing, and it was obvious that this state could not last for long.
Under the urging of Broken Sword, Wendy aimed at the branch of an olive tree and quickly swung down the long sword, only to see an incomparably sharp airflow pouring in from the tip of the sword, instantly cutting the branch into two pieces.
"This is... wind?" she asked in surprise.
"The magic power injected will reflect the strength of the sword bearer to a certain extent. It turns out that you are a battle witch," Broken Sword was slightly surprised, "If it was Annie, there would be no way to let the ability leave the blade."
"So that's what happened," Wendy couldn't help thinking of Anna's black fire. What would happen if she used her magic power to strike with all her strength? I am afraid that its momentum will not be much worse than the Divine Intent Rune that provokes Tianlei. However, Anna has always been one of the most important witches in the Alliance, and is His Majesty's beloved, so there is basically no possibility of going to the battlefield in person.
As for the other battle witches... After thinking for a while, she couldn't find a suitable candidate, so she simply drew a circle after Broken Sword's name. It is still up to your Majesty to decide who should cooperate with Broken Sword's ability.
When the high-pitched whistle sounded from the direction of the pier, Roland put down the quill in his hand and couldn't help stretching.
One long and two short, the whole dock resonates, this is the signal for the army to set off.
After completing the combat preparations, the First Army expedition team boarded the ship in just one morning. The first cement ships carrying soldiers will officially leave Neverwinter City with the sound of the whistle and head to the Falling Dragon Ridge.
After this, many ships will take on the task of transporting ammunition and food and grass, and the battle to regain the extreme south will not officially start until the new and old soldiers are assembled at the Dragon Mountain.
However, he finally took this step.
Roland glanced at the dense sketches on the table, which were the design drawings of the internal combustion engine—as a second-generation prime mover that completely replaced the steam engine, its importance to industry is self-evident, and it even changed the course of world history to a certain extent. . From the original piston engine and gas turbine to the later jet, it carried almost half of the sky for industrial power, and it was not until the advent of the motor that it shook its mighty dominance.
There is no doubt that, as one of the most important mechanical categories in history, it will bloom with new brilliance in Neverwinter. The black water in the extreme south is an extremely critical part of this plan. If fuel can be extracted from it, the next development will naturally follow. If not, he can only consider using alcohol as a fuel - even if the technology works, the scale will certainly be limited.
At this moment, Agatha suddenly knocked on the door and entered the room.
"Your Majesty, there is news from the Taquila witch."