The next morning, Roland took the witches to the north of the outer city wall, near the Misty Forest.
Apart from Breeze, Iffy, and Softfeathers, Nightingale, Vendy, Carter, Iron Axe, and the others also accompanied them. The First Army had sealed off the grassland nearby, while Leaf was in charge of guarding the forest.
The first to be tested was Softfeathers.
She had long brown-red hair and neat bangs that just covered her eyebrows. She seemed to be about the same height as Honey, at most 1.2 or 1.3 meters tall. She was also not very old, just over 16 years old, but she had already been awakened for four years, which was very early for witches. Because she had gone through the Magic Bite four times, the magic power in her body was higher than most of the young witches, almost half of what Anna had when she was an adult.
This made it easy for Softfeathers to release her ability, and her control of the binding effect was also very precise. She could turn an object into a very sticky gel, or she could affect only one side or a single point. This ability consumed very little magic power, and during the test, Nightingale could hardly see any changes in the magic power.
"Have you ever tested how long the binding effect can last?" Roland asked.
"If I just stick two stones together and use all my magic power, it should be able to last for decades," she said, spreading her hands. "But I haven't actually tested it. This is just my speculation based on the consumption of magic power."
"Then what's the biggest thing you've ever glued?"
"The sea wall." Softfeathers' careless face finally showed a trace of pride. "During a high tide, there was a crack as thick as an arm on the wall of Sleeping Island, but Lotus wasn't on the island at that time. I turned the whole crack into a glue and stuffed it with linen and stones to block the seawater. Otherwise, that part of the wall wouldn't have lasted until the next high tide. "
For some reason, when she said this, Roland always felt like praising him.
"Yes," he nodded.
After getting the affirmation, Softfeathers returned to her previous calm expression. Judging from her words and actions, she did not look like a child who had not reached adulthood at all. It seemed that she had experienced something that made it hard for her to show her emotions. This made Roland sigh. What kind of life did the witches of the Bloodfang Association lead before they went to Sleeping Island?
The next tester was Breeze.
She gracefully saluted. "The last time I came to the Western Region, I didn't have a chance to stay, and I regretted it for a long time. This time, I can finally stay in your territory for a while. If you need my ability, please let me know."
Roland replied with a smile, "Then you should enjoy your life in Neverwinter and make up for the regret you had last time. You're welcome. If you have any requests, you can tell Vendy. "
He Feng was slightly older than Nightingale, around twenty-five years old. Just like her name, she gave off a pleasant feeling. Even so, she was still an out-and-out combat witch. Her ability was to control the Field. Anyone who came within five meters of her would involuntarily act according to her will.
This ability could not defend against long-range attacks, nor was it useful against crossbows and spears. However, it was almost invincible against enemies who could only fight at close range.
As a summoning ability, it was also affected by the God's Stone of Retaliation. It consumed a medium amount of magic power and could be used more than ten times a day. During this period, Breeze could move as usual. In addition, the Field could not be seen by the naked eye, so it was impossible to guard against a surprise attack. As long as she found a chance to break into the five-meter range, she could control the life and death of her opponent.
Obviously, this was an excellent ability to observe demons at close range.
The last witch to be tested was Iffy.
She looked to be in her twenties at most. She was wearing a close-fitting black leather coat and knee-high boots, which made her look very thin. Her long chestnut-colored hair reached her waist, and it shone with a golden light under the sun.
Iffy's ability was also the core of capturing demons, although she did not know why Tilly had chosen her to come to the Western Region. The magic cage could trap an enemy who was close to her in an instant. She could also contract the cage to cause fatal damage to the enemy. Moreover, for her, the prey in the cage had no weight. In other words, even if she captured an elephant, she could easily drag it back to Neverwinter.
"How big are the targets you can capture?" Since the characteristics of the magic cage were related to the success or failure of the plan, Roland asked very carefully.
"It's related to magic power." She shrugged and said, "But even the whales in the sea can't escape from my palm."
"How many can you trap at the same time?"
"Two." She stretched out her hands. "I only have one pair of hands, Your Majesty."
"Can't you break free?"
"That's right. As long as I don't let go, Ashes can't get out of the cage."
"Well..." Just when Roland was thinking about what else he should ask, Iffy took the initiative and said, "Why don't you find someone to have a try? I think Maggie is very suitable. I heard that her ability has evolved and the monster she turned into yesterday looked quite strong. If even she can't break free, you don't have to worry about it. "
"This is a good idea," Roland thought to himself. After all, Maggie's original form was the demon's mount. If they really wanted to capture demons, it was likely that they would encounter the same enemy. After thinking for a moment, he nodded to Nightingale and said, "Go tell Leaf to call Maggie here."
If there was no patrol mission, Maggie and Lightning always flew along the Misty Forest and were almost inseparable. Now that they had Leaf, the forest had become their backyard. Fragrant Bird Beak Mushrooms were everywhere and there was a nest specially built for them to dig out the eggs. As a result, Maggie's pigeon transformation was comparable to that of a bald eagle. Of course, after the transformation, her original body was still that little girl with long white hair.
Not long after, the two figures appeared in the sky.
"Maggie is here, coo!" She landed on the prince's head as usual. "What's the matter?"
Roland briefly explained his plan for the test. "You turn into a giant bird with fleshy wings and see if you can break free from the magic cage."
"Got it, coo!"
Maggie flew into the sky. In the blink of an eye, a huge monster appeared in front of them, its shadow blocking the sun. Roland always felt that the giant beast now was much bigger than when she first evolved.
"Let's start," he said to Iffy.
The latter chuckled and a trace of sarcasm flashed in her eyes. She stretched out her right hand and spread her five fingers. Dozens of shining purple silk threads suddenly appeared on top of Maggie's head. In the blink of an eye, they closed into a ball and covered her whole body.
The "cage" did not look thick, but no matter how much she bit or scratched, it could not be deformed. Iffy's movements were also very relaxed, as if maintaining the cage did not require much strength from her. Even if another demon joined in, she should be able to capture it together.
Just when Roland was about to ask her to stop her ability, Iffy suddenly clenched her right hand into a fist.
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