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After nearly half a month of sailing, the sailboat finally sailed into the Western Region.
After passing Willow Town, the north wind blowing over the river suddenly became much stronger. Even lying in the cabin, No. 76 could hear the sound of the sails being pulled.
"It's snowing outside!"
Amy excitedly ran into the cabin with a cluster of snowflakes in her hands and handed it to No. 76. But before she could show it, the snowflakes had melted into crystal water droplets. "It's white everywhere. It's the first time I've seen such heavy snow."
No. 76 struggled to sit up on the soft bed. "Really? It rarely snows in the City of Glow in the Kingdom of Dawn. "
But Taquila never lacked snow... She thought, "The Months of Demons always come on time, and it's troublesome to clean up the snow for several months." Fortunately, during this period, the demons would slow down their attack, which made the white world look a little more lovely.
"I know. The City of Glow is like spring all year round." Amy's eyes curved into a crescent moon. "Do you want to go to the deck and have a look? I can carry you. "
"Stop it." Broken Sword, who was boiling herbs, stopped No. 76. "She hasn't recovered yet, so she can't stand the cold wind."
"Ah... sorry."
"It's okay." No. 76 shook her head. "When I recover, I'll accompany you to enjoy the snow. Okay? His Majesty's city is closer to the west than here, so there must be a lot of beautiful snow scenes. "
As soon as she said that, the two people beside the bed showed a sad look, but Ai Mi quickly recovered and nodded. "Well, then it's a deal!"
No. 76 knew why they were sad... God's Punishment Soldiers had a strong recovery ability. Skin wounds that did not hurt the internal organs could heal themselves after three or four days of rest. In order not to expose herself, she personally crushed her thigh bones and elbow joints into powder. As a result, no matter how strong this body was, it could not completely recover to its original state. But in the eyes of outsiders, it was already very lucky that she could survive such an injury. If there were no witches with healing ability in the Western Region, she would forever lose the ability to move and spend the rest of her body in pain.
For No. 76, this body was just a tool to complete the task. As long as she could return to the underground maze, she could change into a new one at any time. As it turned out, the story she made up had an excellent effect. Annie was full of guilt for her serious injuries, which could be seen from her eyes and actions. The other witches, on the other hand, were full of trust and gratitude, especially Amy, who was also a fugitive from "Black Money". They almost stuck together with her. Even at night, Ai Mi would stay by her side and tell her folk stories to coax her to sleep.
Even though this lively little girl was always the first to fall asleep.
Gaining the witches' trust was what No. 76 wanted. Only in this way could she make friends with more witches and find the Chosen One that Pasha had mentioned.
"It's time to change the dressing," Broken Sword walked to the bedside with the earthen jar. "It may be a little painful. It's better to close your eyes."
"I can bear it. You change it," No. 76 clenched her teeth and pretended to be strong. In fact, if she did not stare at Broken Sword, she would not know whether Broken Sword had started to change the dressing or not. In that case, how could she cooperate with Broken Sword?
The decocted herbs were like a mass of sticky mud. Judging from the looks of Amy and Broken Sword, the smell of the mud must not be very pleasant.
It was really hard for them to insist on applying this stuff all over her wounds in the narrow and enclosed cabin.
After a while, No. 76 let out a long sigh and lay back on the pillow, sweating profusely.
By increasing her heartbeat, she could raise her body temperature, speed up her blood flow, and secrete sweat at the same time. Coupled with her slightly trembling limbs and expression, no one could tell that she was faking.
As for whether the common people's formula was effective or not, it was not within her consideration.
"Thank you," No. 76 said softly after a long time.
"No, this is what we should do." Amy picked up a towel and wiped the sweat on her forehead. "We should thank you."
"Amy is right," Broken Sword comforted her. "Have a good rest. When we arrive at Neverwinter, everything will be better."
After the two left, No. 76 pressed the colorful Magic Stone ring hidden in her chest and sighed slightly.
Only by finding the Chosen One could everything really get better.
If they could not resist the demons, everyone would die. No one could escape from the Battle of Divine Will, which would decide their fate.
However, it was still unknown whether the Chosen One existed or not.
According to the remaining documents in the ruins of the maze, magic power was a gift from the gods to the extraordinary. Every creature that could use magic power must have a key that could open the source of magic power. This explained why magic power was everywhere, but only a few people could use it.
But everyone's key is different.
Some witches could set off storms and bring people back to life, while others could only heat a bowl or two of oatmeal or mend torn clothes.
They were all awakened witches, but why was there such a huge gap between them?
This question had troubled the Union for hundreds of years. It was not until further research on the records in the ruins did the surviving witches get a vague explanation.
It was the key itself that caused all this.
It had nothing to do with the capacity of magic power, but involved the essence of magic power. Every time a witch used her ability, she would transform part of the magic power into reality. This process was extremely complicated and could not be undertaken by witches, so the gods took the corresponding transformation steps.
Not every witch could be equally favored by the gods, so some transformation was very simple, while others were very complicated. In other words, the complexity of the key determined the upper limit of a witch's ability.
At first, No. 76 found it hard to understand this statement until Pasha explained it with a simple example — Magic Stone. Even if their own Magic Cyclone remained the same, witches could still display a variety of effects through the Magic Stone, which showed that there was no difference in magic itself. Whether it was an Extraordinary or a Senior Witch, they all used the same kind of power.
In this case, if there was a kind of universal Magic Stone that could fulfill any wish, could it easily reverse the disadvantage of witches against the demons?
The Magic Core was such a mechanism. It attempted to simulate the Magic Cyclone and directly draw power from the gods. In a sense, it could be seen as an artificial Ultimate Magic Stone. The Sigil that only involved the size of the magic power was like a simple and crude toy in front of it. However, experiments showed that the gods would not give the key to inanimate objects. To activate it, a witch with a matching key was needed.
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