Chapter 1077 Fertile Frontline

"These rails are the last one for today," Ye Zi leaned out from the canopy, "I'm sorry to bother you."

"Wrap it around me!" Moriel patted her flat chest, then whistled, "Come out, my servant Momota!"

I saw a blue sphere emerging from the void and quickly expanded to the height of a tree. It stretched out its transparent limbs like two hands, picked up the rails piled on the ground, and swallowed them in its belly - but the rails were too long, and it was unrealistic to completely engulf them, so the front and rear ends were exposed. It looked like the sphere had been pierced.

"Momo...Ta? I remember you called it Momoka last time."

"Really?" Moriel tilted her head and said, "But that's not important. What's important is to shout out - that's how you look powerful, right?"

"Uh," Ye Zi thought for a while, "Did Mystery Moon tell you?"

"Hey, how did you know?" Moriel asked curiously, "She even invited me to join the detective team."

Since the release of Phantom, Lorgar's heroic appearance of transforming into a giant wolf and jumping towards the enemy for the sake of his sister has left a deep impression on everyone. Later, the detective team added fuel to the fire, and it became a fashionable practice among the young witches to shout slogans while using their abilities. This is not a secret in Neverwinter City, but Miss Ye Ye has been staying in the Hidden Forest for a long time, and the last time she appeared was at His Majesty the King's coronation ceremony. It was quite unexpected for Moriel that she knew so clearly. .

"Because... no, it's nothing." Ye Zi coughed twice and turned to look in the direction of Neverwinter City. "New supplies have entered the forest. I'll go there first."

Although Moriel really wanted to know the answer, she still tried her best to suppress her curiosity and waved to Ye Zi.

The latter turned into a flickering spirit in the blink of an eye and merged into the shadow of the trees.

I heard that this ability can make the opponent instantly appear from one end of the hidden forest to the other. As long as it happens in the forest, there is nothing that Ye Zi doesn't know about. 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. The transportation efficiency of magic servants is not worth mentioning in comparison.

This is the power of ability evolution.

I don’t know when I will be like Miss Ye Zi. Moriel thought enviously. It has been almost four or five months since she came to Neverwinter City. She has no problem with literacy. After learning the principles of nature, it should be her turn to evolve. Already?

She climbed on top of the magic servant and controlled Momota to walk out of the forest.

As soon as she came out of the forest, a bustling and busy scene immediately appeared in front of her.

"One, two, three, get up!"

"More to the left!"

"Slow it down, slow it down!"

Nearly a thousand workers surrounded both sides of the railway extending to the northeast, nervously and orderly repairing Tower Zero Station. As the first stop leading to the Taquila Ruins, it actually plays the role of covering the final stop in the forest. The four bunkers are located at the four corners of the station respectively. They are connected into a whole by trenches and retaining walls. Workers wearing various clothes and even bare-chested workers walk through them. If you don't know His Majesty's plan in advance, it would be difficult to see this place alone. associated with the battle front.

"Hey, isn't this Miss Moriel? Thank you for your hard work!"

"I'm going to trouble you again today. The train crew is really busy."

"Miss Moriel, a steam engine has collapsed here. Can you help us right it?"

The magic servants carried the rails slowly through the crowd. From time to time, someone would say hello to her, or ask her for help - she had only been here for a week, and many people had already remembered her name.

Although Moriel's main mission is to prevent accidents on the Seagull, she is more than willing to lend a helping hand to anyone who asks for help - just like she did on Sleeping Island.

Moriel also feels sincerely happy when she sees others smiling and thanking her.

What made her even more happy was that only the witches and a handful of fjord people on Sleeping Island would express their gratitude to her. Apart from loading and unloading cargo, she couldn't do much to help. But here, everyone treats her like a celebrity, and her help is needed everywhere. As the saying goes, the more thanks you have, the more joy you will have. As long as the Seagull does not take off, she will walk along the railway with her magic servants. All day long.

After leaving Tower Zero, the scenery along the way changed again.

Pillars of smoke loomed in Moriel's field of vision.

Those are the traces left by the train.

In fact, these steel behemoths are the main force that replaces Ye Zi. They constantly transport materials out of the forest and to the front lines that need construction, as if they will never feel tired. The rails she carried were only a small part of the remaining ones.

Unfortunately, Her Highness Tilly said that these big guys are not that easy to make, and there are only two or three of them in Neverwinter City so far. This is also the reason why the Seagull needs to frequently travel between Neverwinter and the front line: regardless of the fertile plains. No matter how the war goes, the rear must maintain production.

As we get closer to the end of the track, there are more and more soldiers wearing uniforms.

After a week of observation, Moriel can roughly distinguish which ones are new recruits and which ones are battle-hardened soldiers - those who sit on the ground listening to the instructor's instructions and occasionally glance at her furtively are usually the former, while those who are concentrated on wiping their chests are the former. The one who got hit by the weapon and turned a blind eye to her was basically the latter.

"Look carefully, these are the known forms of devils at present!" An instructor tapped the picture on the small blackboard and said, "The most common one is the mad devil, who has a tall body and thick arms and can throw extremely accurate shots. Bone spear, but it can’t be thrown continuously-unless it’s time to jump over the wall in a hurry!”

"Hahaha..." There was a burst of laughter from the crowd.

"You're laughing!" the instructor scolded, "When you actually see that scene, I'm afraid you'll be scared to death. At this time, neither running away nor surrendering can save your poor little lives. The only correct way is to aim It pulls the trigger, kill it before it kills you! Got it?"

"Yes!" Everyone responded in unison.

"Then look at the next picture," he pointed to another picture. "This kind of monster with eyes on its forehead is the inner fear demon. Although the number is far less than the previous one, its ability is much more powerful. As long as they see You, can make you so scared that you can't move, and you can only wait to be slaughtered by the enemy. This kind of weird spiritual attack can be restrained by the God's Stone of Retribution, and those who go to the front line will also be given the God's Stone, but there is no guarantee that you will one day I lost everything and encountered them without the sacred stone."

"so what should I do now?"

"Pray to your grandmother, or imagine some favorite people or things in your mind. In short, just do what you usually do to overcome fear!"

After hearing this, Moriel found someone looking at her.

And she smiled and winked at the other party.

"Hey, where are you looking at!" the instructor yelled, "If you don't want to listen to the class, go back to the construction site and carry cement!"

The man quickly retracted his head.

Hey, so compared to veterans, recruits are more likable.

Moriel curled her lips and controlled the magic servant to move forward.

After walking a few hundred meters more, she could already see the forefront of the track - workers, soldiers, and witches mixed here, working together to build the railway farther away.

The most eye-catching person among the crowd was a flaxen-haired girl wearing work clothes.

Queen of Graycastle, Her Royal Highness Anna Wimbledon.