Chapter 719 "New Federation"

The snow forest suddenly became quiet, only the slight sound of the wind blowing over the treetops was left.

Phyllis was silent for a long time, "I thought you would be on Taquila's side," she said unwillingly, "You are obviously willing to represent Taquila witches in the competition, and you are also willing to help..."

The voice quickly sank, that's right, I shouldn't impose too much, this is just a game. Compared with the Taquila Quest Society, which once excluded her, the Neverwinter City that saved her life was obviously more trustworthy. And in Agatha's eyes, whether they are the inheritors of Taquila remains to be seen... After all, after being transformed into the God's Punishment Army, they have lost the possibility of using magic power.

However, the other party's next sentence rekindled her hope.

"I am a Taquila witch, and this will not change."

Agatha's voice was calm and candid, as if she was making the simplest statement.

"Then why do you think we should accept the leadership of mortals?" Phyllis was genuinely puzzled.

"Taquila... or Falling Star City, Anrieta, and dozens of cities on the Fertile Plain, all of them unanimously decided to accept the leadership of the federation, is it just because the federation was established by witches?" Aiger Sha sighed softly, "Have you forgotten the original intention of the Federation?"

The original... purpose, whether it was the round table council at the beginning or the three-seat system later, the Federation only wanted to achieve one thing. "Fight the devil," Phyllis whispered.

"That's right, defeating the devil has nothing to do with whether you are a mortal or not. After the first battle of divine will, the witches cut off the authority of mortals and dominated the Fertile Plains, just because their performance was too weak, and limited cooperation could not resist the devil. Now that mortals have demonstrated their strength, what is the difference between serving the Federation and serving Roland Wimbledon? Only he can unify the entire secular regime and accept the witches of this era."

Agatha's words flashed across her mind like a bolt of lightning—

Phyllis realizes that she seems to have misunderstood something, and is surprised by new ideas.

"You mean...Neverwinter is the new federation?"

"It's a part of the federation," Agatha corrected. "Of course, His Majesty may not like this name. But no matter what it is called in the future, the essence will still be the same—in order to win God's will, Taquila, Fall Regardless of the Star City, the Freedom Society, the Sleeping Island... and the secular kingdom, they will all unite to fight the bloody battle that will determine their fate. To survive is for the moment of defeating the devil."

That's why she replied that what she is loyal to is her own belief.

Phyllis finally understood what the other party was thinking.

Agatha hopes to win the game on behalf of Taquila, which does not conflict with her playing for Roland Wimbledon, just like four hundred years ago, all the city-states in the Fertile Plain played for the Federation. The only difference is that the leader of the new alliance has been replaced by a mortal instead of three.

"You really have a high opinion of him," she said with mixed feelings. "If it's just to defeat the devil, we are also working hard, and once we find the chosen one, the situation will be reversed."

"But haven't you found it yet? In other words, you have found someone you didn't expect." Agatha chuckled, "Don't worry, if there is such a witch, His Majesty will definitely not prevent you from ending the battle of divine will. In fact, he will only try his best to help you find her. This is why I hope you can move to the western region of Greycastle—there will inevitably be more and more witches who are willing to settle here, and the chances of you finding the chosen one are also greater , isn't it?"

Phyllis found herself being persuaded. Although she didn't want to admit it, what she said was true, "The premise is that he can indeed block the devil... Do you really have this confidence in mortals?"

"If it is a mortal who closely connects witches and all ordinary people, I think I can look forward to it." Agatha raised the corner of her mouth, "Didn't His Majesty prepare a artillery drill for you? After the visit, maybe you You can see where my confidence comes from.”

The so-called artillery drills should show the key she mentioned earlier... Although I don't know what the relationship between the two has to do with fighting the devil, but even a genius-like high-level witch has said so, so I look forward to it All right.

At this moment, a series of loud roars passed through the sky above the forest, causing the branches to tremble—"Aw——"

Phyllis' expression changed suddenly.

She couldn't be more familiar with this voice, it was clearly the neighing of a flying fearsome beast, "Why are there devils here?"

"It's Maggie," Agatha curled her lips. "Her evolved ability is to turn into anything that can fly, and devils are no exception."

Was it caused by her ability? She breathed a sigh of relief, but quickly frowned again, "In this case, it's too easy for her to catch the evil beast, right?"

A single low-level evil beast has no mind, and it is easy to surrender to a more powerful creature. If you are facing a flying horror beast, you may be too scared to move on the spot. It is absolutely accurate to catch one. Not to mention that transporting prey from the air is much faster than dragging it through the snow, so how can they win?

"Don't worry," Agatha seemed to see through her thoughts, "It's not like we have a chance. Maggie's ability is indeed very convenient, but neither she nor Lightning, nor all the witches here have undergone strict Combat training, in other words, they can't use every bit of magic properly."

While speaking, a black shadow flew over the head, grabbed a wild boar monster and flew towards the city wall - it can be seen that her figure is astonishingly large, even if it is an adult monster among devils, it is probably bigger than her Go a little bit smaller.

"You mean... Maggie can't last until sunset?"

"The aura of the Dread Beast is too strong, and it will drive away the prey in the active area in advance. In this way, she will first transform into a pigeon and lightning to search for the target, and then suddenly transform into a Dread Beast to catch the evil beast. Transformation is an extremely mana-consuming process, and once the mana is exhausted, it will be difficult to maintain a high capture efficiency with lightning alone." Agatha smiled, "So the next evil beast is up to you, I just responsible for containing its actions."

Phyllis' eyes lit up. For them, learning how to squeeze every bit of their potential is a compulsory course for fighting. In this regard, the group of newly promoted high-ranking witches is indeed no different from the fledgling novices.

"Yes, leave it to me!"

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