"The silver-haired woman looked at us before, and we were fixed in place." The Ranger carefully pointed to a direction in the camp next to him and said, "The magic-shaped woman wanted to escape, but she was also looked at by silver-haired woman. She is still there now."

Looking in the direction the ranger pointed, the demon hunter speechlessly saw the demon-shaped girl standing at the door of the castle, maintaining the golden rooster's independent posture, and standing next to her was a long row of farts holding the same posture.

The silent nun stood beside her with a straight face, holding her long sword, guarding the row of "statues". The slightly raised corners of her eyes proved that this woman was in a very good mood.

The silver-haired witch walked over from the mine, spreading her hands, as if she was saying that she had no other good idea. The Demon Hunter narrowed his eyes and tried to move his eyes away. He kept his sanity as much as possible, but he really couldn't look away.

Until a golden color flashed through his eyes, the demon hunter felt a clear mind in his mind and was almost no longer influenced by Aphiral.

Arteya was with the silver-haired witch. Xu Yichen saw a unique head ring on her head, emitting a faint light, as if she had resisted Efilar's charming ability to a certain extent.

During this period, the demon hunter has become accustomed to the wealth of the Witch Federation. Especially this witch who has something to do with his teacher, like Tinker Bell, all kinds of strange magic props emerge one after another, showing the players the accumulation of an old-school extraordinary professional.

In the eyes of demon hunters, witches are actually not considered combat-type professions. Their abilities are too random. Before they completely awaken, no one knows what kind of abilities this witch will have.

In addition to the common psychic skills they have figured out over the years, they rely entirely on their talents to make a living, and there is also the limitation of psychic backlash waiting for them.

Like Arteya, she is a little better. Her years of experience and the combat ability given to her by the "Fire Crow" have given her good combat ability. The most important thing is that her intellectual attributes are not bad. Over the years, she has taken a few steps on the road of mages.

The various rune engravings that I saw in the Blind Eye Jewelry House were a path that Arteya explored through the study of the void by the wizard and himself as a psychic. Although it is not perfect, it does provide a feasible path for the future of the witch group.

Within the union, most high-level witches are like this, with a good part-time job of spellcasters. On the one hand, they are carefully exploring the possibility of safe use of psychic energy, and on the other hand, they are summarizing a path to spellcasters that is more suitable for witches.

After all, most of the witches have not received higher education, so the possibility of becoming a mage is very slim. Fortunately, the psychic energy in this world is becoming more and more active, and the senior executives of the Federation began to try to promote some psychic spells with concern.

The Witch Federation is very clear about where the psychic energy comes from. The activity of psychic energy is getting higher and higher, and the chances of witches being born are getting greater and greater. No one knows better what this means than the witches.

Therefore, the actions of the Federation have become more and more radical in recent years. They want to find a path to self-salvation. The existence of Ephiral was determined by a witch in the Federation with the ability to foresee the future twenty years ago. No one knows the specific content of the prophecy except the chief of the Federation.

But the news about a selected nun that will bring to the witches in the future has been circulating. So when the special case of Aphiral, who has changed from a nun to a witch, appeared, the Federation immediately launched an action!

If the news had not been too late, the Witch Federation would have almost no time to mobilize personnel, the Demon Hunter and his group would not have the chance to get in touch with this mission.

In less than 48 hours, the Witch Federation transferred all the personnel who could arrive at Anthony Harbor in time. Due to the teleportation array error, a witch was still missing.

The two witches who arrived in time were not fighting. The Witch Federation allowed Arteya to recruit operational personnel locally. The monk Tang Sanzang, who was operating in the north and south, had previously cooperated with the Union and was invited. As for the price the Union was willing to pay, the Demon Hunter didn't know.

This internal information about the Federation was told by Arteya to Xu Yichen. After Aphiral communicated with the Federation's senior management through the magic circle, the Federation's trust in the Demon Hunter increased sharply.

Not only did it increase the assistance to the witch hunter territory, but it also had no objection to Aphiral staying with the witch hunter. Even Arteya was always here. After the construction of the battle group's garrison, it is said that several witches would be stationed here, looking like we were a family.

"Mr. Marx said before that I should not disturb you. I can only use my abilities during this period." Aifelal faced the Demon Hunter with great calmness, as if he could not affect the other party. "My abilities are quite useful. I think those little green skins will work obediently in a short period of time."

Arteya nodded involuntarily, as if her consciousness was a little unconscious. The players around the Demon Hunter were not much better. Even the militia working in the distance were looking at this place frequently.

The demon hunter shook the sword through his palm with force. He felt that what was cut under the blade was not his own skin, but bulletproof rubber lined with steel wire!

Two drops of bright red blood dripped out reluctantly from the shallow wound. Xu Yichen breathed a sigh of relief. He thought his blood had turned golden.

The blood left the wound, floated in the air under the control of Epheral, and disappeared into the mouth of the silver-haired witch. The witch seemed to drink strong wine, and two blusheds rose on her white face: "Your blood has become different from before!"

Aifelar's face turned red, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his round forehead. His hands were clenched into fists and his eyes were slightly closed. The demon hunter felt that the other party had never been as real as he was now. He was not a combat nun who made a living by fighting, nor a witch who struggled on the line of life and death every day, but a living twenty-year-old girl.

"Are you okay?" Xu Yichen asked with guilt. After all, he did have a blood mutated after eating the golden apple, but he did not tell the other party.

"Huh!" The silver-haired witch breathed a long sigh, as if she had drunk too much, and said with a blushing face: "It's great! I've never been as good as today!"
Chapter completed!