Chapter 688 Entering the Western Territory

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After nearly half a month of sailing, the sailboat finally sailed into the western boundary.

After crossing Liuye Town, the north wind that blew across the river suddenly became much stronger. Even lying in the cabin, I could hear the hunting sound of the sail being pulled.

"It's snowing outside!"

Amy excitedly ran into the cabin with a bunch of snowflakes in her hands, and handed them to No. 76. But before it could be shown, the snowflakes had already melted into a ball of crystal water drops, "There is a vast expanse of whiteness everywhere, and this is the first time I have seen such a large amount of snow."

No. 76 struggled to sit up from the soft bed, "Really? It rarely snows in the Glory City of Dawn."

But Taquila has never been short of heavy snow... She thought, the Moon of Demons always comes as scheduled, and it is troublesome to clear the snow accumulated for several months in a row. Fortunately, during this period, the devil will also suspend its attack, making the white-capped world look a little cute.

"I know, the city of Glory is like spring all the year round." Amy's eyes turned into a crescent moon. "Do you want to go to the deck to see? I can carry you."

"Stop making trouble," Broken Sword who was cooking herbs stopped, "Her injury is not healed yet, and she can't blow the cold wind."

"Ah... sorry."

"It's okay," No. 76 shook his head. "When I recover, I will accompany you to enjoy the snow, okay? His Majesty's city is closer to the west than here, and there will definitely be many beautiful snow scenes."

As soon as these words came out, the two people beside the bed showed sad expressions, but Amy quickly recovered, and she nodded heavily, "Well, then it's settled!"

No. 76 knows what they are sad about... God's Punishment Army's body has a strong recovery ability, and skin trauma that does not hurt internal organs can heal itself after three or four days of rest. In order to prevent the truth from being exposed, she personally His thigh bones and elbow joints were crushed into powder. In this way, even a body as strong as this one cannot be completely restored to its original state. However, in the eyes of outsiders, it is a blessing to be able to survive such an injury. If there is no witch with the healing ability in the western region, she will lose her ability to move forever, and her lower body will be spent in remnants and pain.

For No. 76, this body is just a tool to complete the task, as long as she can return to the underground labyrinth, she can replace it with a new one at any time. Facts have proved that the story she fabricated had an excellent effect. Anne was full of guilt for her serious injury, which can be seen from the other party's eyes and actions. The other witches are full of trust and gratitude, especially Amy, who is also a "black money" escapee, and she almost sticks to her. Even when she was sleeping at night, Amy would stay by her side, whispering folk tales to lull her to sleep.

Although every time it is always this lively little girl who falls asleep first.

Gaining the witch's trust was exactly what No. 76 wanted. Only in this way could she deal with more witches and find out what Pasha said was the Chosen One.

"It's time to change the dressing." Duan Jian walked to the bedside with the crock pot in his hand. "It may hurt a little. It's better to close your eyes and not look at it."

"I can't bear it, you change it," Seventy-six clenched her teeth, pretending to be strong—in fact, if she didn't stare at it, she would have no way of knowing whether the Broken Sword had started to change the medicine. How to cooperate with the opponent's actions?

The boiled herbal medicine is like a sticky ooze. Judging from the expressions of Amy and Broken Sword, we can tell that the smell of this ooze must not be pleasant.

In the small airtight cabin, insisting on using this stuff to cover her wounds is really hard for them.

After a lot of tossing, Seventy-Six let out a long breath, and lay down on the pillow profusely sweating.

By increasing the heart rate, she can increase the temperature of the body, increase blood flow, and secrete sweat at the same time. Coupled with the combination of slightly trembling limbs and facial expressions, no one could tell that she was lying.

As for whether the mortal's formula is effective or not, it is simply out of her scope of consideration.

"Thank you." After a long time, No. 76 said softly.

"No, this is what we should do," Amy picked up a towel and helped her wipe the sweat from her forehead, "We should thank you."

"Amy is right," Broken Sword comforted, "Take a good rest, everything will be fine when you arrive in Neverwinter."

After the two left, No. 76 pressed the colorful magic stone ring hidden on his chest, and sighed imperceptibly.

Only by finding the Chosen One can everything really get better.

If they can't resist the devil, everyone will have only a dead end - in the face of the fate-determining battle of divine will, no one can escape this disaster.

However, whether the chosen one exists is still unknown.

According to the surviving documents in the maze ruins, magic power is a gift from the gods to the extraordinary. Every creature who can use magic power must have a key that can unlock the source of magic power. This precisely explains why magic is everywhere, but only a few people can wield it.

But everyone's key is different.

Some witches can stir up storms and bring life back to life, while others can only cook a bowl or two of porridge or mend broken clothes.

Obviously they are all awakened, why the gap between them is like a world of difference?

This question has plagued the Federation for hundreds of years, and it wasn't until further research on various records in the ruins that the surviving witches got a vague explanation.

It was the key itself that caused all this.

It has nothing to do with the capacity of magic power, but involves the essence of magic power - every time a witch uses her ability, she will transform part of her magic power into reality. This process is extremely complicated and cannot be undertaken by the witch, so the gods undertake the corresponding transformation step.

Not every witch can be equally loved by the gods, so some transformations are very simple, while others are extremely complicated. In other words, the complexity of the key determines the upper limit of the witch's ability.

It was difficult for No. 76 to understand this statement at first, but it wasn't until Pasha explained it with a simple example—that was the magic stone. Even if the whirlwind of its own magic power remains unchanged, the witch can still display a variety of effects through the magic stone, which shows that there is no difference in the magic power itself, whether it is a superhuman or a high-level witch, they all use the same power.

That being the case, assuming that there is a universal magic stone that can grant any wish, can it easily reverse the disadvantage of witches against devils?

The core of magic power is such an institution - it tries to simulate the magic cyclone and directly asks for power from the gods. In a sense, it can be regarded as a man-made ultimate magic stone. Toy. However, experiments have shown that the gods do not give keys to inanimate dead objects. To activate it, a witch must have a matching key.

That is, the Chosen One.