Witch Forest Friends Club

The wooden boats are like toys floating in the bathhouse pool, passing through the shadows of the river fleet. These huge hulls seem to be able to easily crush the wooden boats they are riding in with just a shake--among the team members, except Except for Elsa, almost no one has seen such an oppressive warship.

Even Anjaye, who was born in the sea, had only come into contact with boats before that, only small sampans in fishing villages.When she was a child, she only occasionally saw the giant warships of the city-state of Adria, looming huge shadows in the coastal fog.

"I have long heard that the inland river fleet of the Black Marsh Territory has also controlled two seaports in the Treasure Sea, competing with the city-states of Gore and Adria." Jana was amazed.

"Their shipbuilders are excellent, and the territory is rich in red heart wood and black iron ore." Anjaye added.

"Xiao An, you said that you were born near the Zhenbao Sea in the east, and you used to be a leader of the Black Marsh Territory?" Elsa asked suddenly.

"My hometown's small fishing village is in the disputed area of ​​Adria, Gore, and Black Marsh. It is so poor that it can't even collect taxes. It just pays a population protection fee to a town in Adria territory occasionally." An Jia said. Ye frowned and thought, "Strictly speaking, I am a stateless citizen."

"Because of the existence of the mist, there are many settlements outside the asylum of various countries, and their lives are very miserable." Ronan also sighed after hearing this, "No wonder Miss An is so strong."

"Anyway, after becoming a witch, you don't have to worry about these things." Elsa stared at her friend with a normal face, and nodded thoughtfully.

When the wooden boat finally arrived at the black giant ship, ignoring the rope ladder thrown from the side of the ship, Anjaye signaled Adeli to release the water-calling spell—then the whole boat was covered by water waves as high as a giant palm. He was lifted to the side of the ship so that they could board the deck.

Elsa jumped over first, took Anjaye's arm, and helped her friend over.

The touch of the deck was so hard and stable that when the two big mushroom men jumped onto the boat, there was only a slight dull vibration.

Anjaye left Elsa's support, stood up straight and raised his head, making eye contact with the old man waiting by the side of the boat with his hands behind his back.

"Everyone, welcome to the flagship of Argos - the 'Obsidian Crocodile'!"

The old man wears a two-horned captain's hat with a silhouette of an anchor and a crocodile on his head. On his cheeks full of weather marks, the beard is cleanly shaved, leaving only the tough and wrinkled skin like old tree bark. He grinned and laughed. , the eyes are long and narrow and kind, but when they open and close, there is a pressure that drowns people like icy cold waves.

The simple leather armor on the old man was tanned from alligator skin, with a layer of strong scales added as protection, and a curved blade dangled from his waist.

Anjaye noticed that under the trousers of his left leg, there was actually a prosthetic limb made of metal. Compared to Anjaye, who was only disabled at the joint between the ankle and the calf—his entire calf was amputated, which proved that this was a The warrior who defeated the god of death.

The old man soon hugged the bard passionately.

"Ronan, it's a pleasure to meet you!"

"Lord Earl Argos, please be safe."

Ronan lowered his head and asked in surprise, "Did you change your prosthesis again?"

The old man also tapped his artificial leg and laughed without hesitation.

"Did you see it? The masterpiece produced by the Great Workshop of Twilight City. I spent 50 gold dunars and asked them to add a lot of functions to me. It is the most outstanding piece in my collection."

"Very prestigious, and very valuable." Ronan praised sincerely.

An Jiaye's first impression of the old man was immediately disrupted.

Well, another weirdo.But collecting alchemy prosthetics is also a passable hobby.

Judging from his relationship with Ronan, he is quite affectionate. What is the identity of this fake mercenary leader?

After greeting the bard, the old border uncle kindly turned his attention to the little witches.

"These beautiful ladies must be the witches of the academy."

An Jiaye leaned on his staff and came forward to salute on behalf of the team members.

"The pilgrim, Anjaye, has long heard of the feats and prestige of the Argos Frontier Boss and the Black Marsh Fleet. This voyage across the Emerald River will trouble the Frontier Boss."

"Haha, it is an honor for the Argus family to serve Stella's disciples."

The old earl glanced at Anjaye's lame inadvertently: "You must be a strong and courageous heroine."

"My lord praised it."

Facing the flattery of a great nobleman, the business smile on the girl's face was very sincere.

Compared with the old wolf with stones in his head, this old man is undoubtedly much more normal. Like old Jose, he has the temperament of a traditional soldier. He is tenacious, but not lacking in tact. It gives people a sharp sense of threat, and it is worthy of being the number one military strategist known as "patience and resourcefulness" in Oga territory.

And now the iron wall of the kingdom's northern border has also fallen to the academy. On the turbulent chessboard of the peninsula, the upcoming struggle may be more tragic than she expected.

Thinking of this trip to the Rexxar Mountains, the girl couldn't help but slander Wang Yan's arrogance when he engulfed the pilgrims and challenged Wang Yanshi.

A group of old and cunning ghosts get together, absolutely no good.

"Then ladies, you don't need to be polite, my fleet will take you to Cold Lake safely." The old man promised the little witches, patted his chest.

"Master Karon Argos, the 'Patience Man'." Bounty finally couldn't help but say, "You are the warrior I have always admired! With you sitting in the Black Marsh Territory, Oga's sea and land borders have not lost an inch of land for 30 years!"

"I'm ashamed, I just tried my best to save my life in the chaos of war." Uncle Karon looked at Bounty appreciatively, "This lady has the aura of a warrior from my generation."

"My father is 'Lynx Knight' Phyllis." Bunty stepped forward and excitedly announced his family name.

"So you are the daughter of the big lynx." Earl Argos gave a thumbs up and laughed boldly, "He is an outstanding strong man. I didn't expect his daughter to become a witch. Things are unpredictable."

"Next, let the old man welcome 'Thad's Rose.'"

Anjaye made way for the distinguished guests, and the old earl also took off his captain's cap.

"Dear Your Highness Antonio, it is inconvenient to salute because of your armor." The old count put on a solemn appearance and bowed to the elegant beauties who came in front of him, "I hope my fleet can provide you with a satisfactory trip journey of."

"Your Excellency Uncle Argos, I greet you on behalf of my father." Princess Rose also respectfully raised the corner of her skirt in return, as if she didn't care that the luxurious long dress was torn.

"His Highness speaks Peninsular very well." The frontier uncle raised his head and blinked.

The princess gazed reservedly across the border, and landed on the majestic and majestic Black Marsh Fleet all around.

"The peninsula language was born out of the ancient Fana language. I have been exposed to it since I was a child. In order to avoid losing etiquette on this pilgrimage, I also specially reviewed it."

"The journey is tiring. I have arranged a special rest room for Her Royal Highness and the witches." The frontier uncle pointed to a handsome armed merchant ship next to the flagship. "Please move to the 'Grey Shrike' later."

PS: There will always be recommendation slots in the future, please give your warm support during the recommendation period, so that there will be better and better recommendations, please readers, the story of Rexxar Mountains will end tomorrow, and the cold lake chapter will start on the weekend !

The trend of the Chapter 67 era will finally lead the witch to a magnificent epic!

Dandelion team training, eating mushrooms, facing difficulties. ——"Ankaye's Chat Notes"

After receiving the signal from the flagship, the armed merchant ship "Grey Shrike" responded immediately.

If "Obsidian Crocodile" is a mighty overlord of river monsters, then "Grey Shrike" is a light and active water raptor. The sails flutter like the wings of a bird piercing the clouds, and the entire hull is clean and brand new, obviously newly put into use not long ago.

In Anjaye's impression, its ship shape is closer to the "flying shear ship" in his previous life.

Under the mobilization of the crew, it flexibly turned and sailed to the flagship——the two hulls were relatively parallel to each other soon, and the side-by-side connection was completed.

At the order of the old frontier uncle, the sailors shot their claws at the friendly ship approaching below, the noose was tightened, and the black crocodile ship lowered a stable crow suspension bridge to the "Grey Shrike".

Anjaye and the others guarded Princess Tini and bid farewell to the old border uncle.A group of people lined up along the suspension bridge and arrived on this high-speed armed merchant ship specially arranged for pilgrims and wave groups.

When the Anjaye team communicated with the captain of the "Grey Shrike" and other senior crew members who were waiting on board - the flagship "Obsidian Crocodile" also ushered in new guests.

"Old Wolf and the others have arrived." The Dandelion team finished their greetings, lying on the side of the ship on the right side, watching the cavalry rushing towards the pier from afar, Gambino dismounted first, and led the wolf guards to line up towards the trestle bridge.After the guards saluted and let them go, the old wolf boarded a wooden boat with several guards and sailed to the "Obsidian Crocodile" to meet with the fleet commander.

At this time, the Gotts had been taken in, and the armed merchant ships full of barbarian warriors began to sail towards the river as a whole group, while the "Grey Shrike" approached the trestle under the command of the captain, ready to accept the last wave of guests, the patrollers and the wave group .

"Did you see it?" Jiana suddenly pointed at the patrollers waiting silently on the pier, "Fanna is there! Whose corpse is the Lenghu army carrying!"

"Knight Earnshaw is dead!" Bundy also noticed the abnormality with a look of astonishment, "His strength is very strong."

The bagpipe girl covered her mouth with horror on her face: "Is this the disaster that Fanna suffered?"

She hurriedly took out the crystal ball and sat cross-legged on the deck, but the girl's ugly face became even worse because the crystal ball was immersed in a dark and ominous light of blood.

"Why, why hasn't this disaster eased?"

Jiana scratched the head of the bird's nest and trembled: "Do we have to face worse wind and waves during our trip to Lenghuling?"

"Don't panic." An Jiaye leaned on his staff and looked at the "obsidian crocodile". The old wolf was boarding the boat.

"There is an old saying in the East that the boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge. It means that when sailing in a curved river, you don't have to worry about hitting the bridge. The water flow will help the boat pass naturally and vertically."

"I hope our ship won't sink." Jana was still very concerned about the results of her divination, and kept chanting obscure spells.

"Don't worry." Elsa raised her small fist confidently, "With Xiao An here, we will lead us to victory!"

Anjaye ignored the kitten's jokes, she turned her attention to the old wolf, and took out the bell of the witch curse. The bell rang slightly and spread, and the conversation on the flagship in the distance seemed to happen in the ears of a girl Same.

"Old guy, long time no see." Gambino took off the wolf helmet, and Anjaye could feel the boiling blood in the old wolf's words.

When Earl Argos faced him, his originally amiable expression froze into a rock-like rigidity.

"It's been a long time. I've been looking forward to attending your funeral, and it's disappointing that you're still alive and kicking me."

"But then you will be happy." Gambino took off the swordsman's gloves, bent his arms and stretched out his palms to him, "Those who are patient don't need to be patient anymore!"

The old earl also raised his hand and grabbed the old wolf's paw tightly, his two big hands like iron pincers tightly intertwined.

"Today I will take the helm!"

The Black Marsh Frontier gave a decisive response. He immediately turned his head and moved his right leg and metal prosthesis, shouting loudly to the sailors on the deck and mast.

"Boys, work!"

The order of the spokesperson of the fleet turned into a strong and powerful trade wind, and was transmitted to the entire fleet in an instant.

Amidst bursts of rhythmic sail raising and anchor pulling, the wind-calling spell from the wizard on board blows up the bulging and full sails, and more than a dozen magnificent warships are lined up on the open and majestic Emerald River, about to take off. Set sail against the storm!

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The pilgrims and the Cold Lake army led by Fanna quickly boarded the "Grey Shrike". Many little witches seemed to have relieved the burden that weighed on their bodies and minds, and they sat down on the deck in groups to rest.

The first mate of the "Grey Shrike" is leading his subordinates to register the personnel one by one, preparing to allocate rooms.

Bill and Lance, who had worked hard all day, also lay down on the deck, squinted their eyes and spread their hands and feet, sleeping comfortably --(￣︶￣)--, Anjaye also leaned on Bill's chubby waist sit down.

"Maybe it's really not the right time for me to come to the territory of Oga." Princess Tini, who sat next to her with her knees hugged, looked at the tired little witches around her, and there was a hint of worry in her spring-like smile.

"The leader of the Black Marsh has been fighting against the people of Gott for many years, and the left leg of the Boss of the Argos border was lost in the war with the 'Thunder Holder'." Her Royal Highness said with deep emotion, "And now he is actually fighting with the former Enemies join forces, worthy of being 'Patience'."

"Do you know why Uncle Black Marsh is called a 'crocodile'?" Anjaye said indifferently, "He will always lurk patiently until he has the opportunity to drag his prey into the water."

"I'm afraid the situation in the kingdom is too serious for us to imagine." The girl then warned the princess who had been involved in this vortex, "It will force them to unite, and then—"

Anjaye cast his eyes on Fanna on the other side. The drenched girl was wrapped in a blanket and sat down on the side of the side. In front of her was the dead body of her brother.Fan Na had already used the Water Summoning Curse to wash away the blood and muddy water on the corpse. Compared with the calm and confident still in the academy, the heir to Lenghu, who had been hit hard, was now heartbroken.

Anjaye sighed and pushed down the brim of his pointed hat.

"The next trip to Cold Lake will depend on Marshall's attitude."

At this time, the fleet has completed the preparations for sailing, and is following the flagship's order and lining up one by one.

"The boat is about to sail, is Miss Gloria here yet?" Bounty looked at the black-clothed soldiers who were leaving the pier to return to the boat, and asked anxiously.

"Don't worry about that barbarian." Anjaye responded, "She is more tenacious than anyone else, and she will definitely catch up."

When the vanguard ships of the fleet turned to clear the way, even the "Obsidian Crocodile" began to raise its sails and move forward.

A burst of light impacting the heaven and earth spread over the Lexxar Mountains.

The aftermath of that heroic momentum spread to the Feilengcui River section where the fleet was located, and even the vast rain and fog covering the fleet were instantly dispersed, and the originally gloomy and dim sky was illuminated by this huge burning beam of light.

Facing the brilliant and dazzling impact of spiritual pressure, the girls turned pale one after another.

"This is the great wizard Yunying fighting the lion Wang Yan..." An Jiaye raised his hand to cover his glasses.

Unknowingly, Adeli's legs became weak, and she fell to the deck, speechless in a daze.

"This is the kind of opponent we have to face." Even Bunty, who has always been lawless, with the wild factor in his bones, was shocked.

Anjaye and Elsa looked at each other tacitly.

——The end of this earth-shattering fight showed Wang Yan's majestic victory.

Compared with the real strong standing on the peak of the fog era, they are just seedlings looking up at the mountain top and trying their best to climb.

But the seeds of longing for the sun above the clouds have already taken root in the mind.

An Jiaye lowered his head and looked at the "Heart Bud Staff" presented by Ludir's tutor in his hand.

The girl's hands stroking the mushrooms were hot, and the pride and sense of luck that had arisen from repeatedly overcoming difficulties dissipated in her chest, replaced by a firmer, stronger, and sprouting belief.

One day, I will also hold such power in my hand.

Ever since she was born in Wenlan with a crippled body, she has longed for the other side of detachment.

In her previous life, she was unable to change the status quo of any human society, so she could only hide in the library without knowing her age—the rotten muddy world could not tolerate her small wishes, and looking at the chaotic world, women would only be victims of the sorrow of history .

But this world is different, she is a witch.

On this great chessboard shaped by the power of origin and the ambitions of the gods, the pawns holding the key to witchcraft are finally given the chance to fight against the way of fate.

Even though the future is full of fog, this vow of yearning for the sun is enough to support her to keep going.

Use your own eyes to witness the disputes in the world, and then change it.

In the corner of Gray Shrike's deck, among the men gathered by the "Tide Group", the clear and soothing sound of the lute is resounding, echoing the rough songs of the Gauts who have left their homeland, intertwining and echoing in the smoke and clouds of the Emerald Emerald River.