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"Although I really don't want to complain, you're really something else, sister. You put your product link on mine and then sat on it, right?"
"You think I'm a carriage? Get down here right now!"
"I was wondering why this thing was getting heavier and heavier."
Hey.
This shameless witch, hands on her hips, looking like she'd do it again, landed on the invisible railway tracks. This was originally a train station operated by the dragon race, but it was transformed into a "friendly" station by the Dragon Princess and the other noble princes.
Mason and several other dragons slid to their knees quickly. It is said that, in addition to the train tracks, one of the dragons tearfully offered up a year's worth of snacks as an offering to an unknown witch.
Seeing that she had come down, the diligent Blake covered his face and began to explain on her behalf.
"These cubes, several meters high, are materials used to build portable space stations; they are special materials that are extremely compatible with the principles of array formation."
"It is said that it was created by the first great witch Emma Neva and Angela Terry, the monarch of the British Empire."
As Blake spoke, he couldn't help but look up into the distance. Some thin clouds had already fallen to their feet, and all they could see was a dark world shrouded in a pale blue mist.
They are stepping into the universe.
Although witches possess great power, it's absurd to expect anyone other than the Great Witch to travel the universe quickly, even though they certainly don't.
Currently, apart from the spatial portals opened by a few great witches, witches have almost no good means of cosmic movement.
But unfortunately, the scope of their declaration of war was too broad.
In that long declaration of war, which was righteous but lacked any rhetoric, there was actually only one key point.
"To prevent the recurrence of births like Tyrant Xuyu, and for the sake of cosmic peace, we witches have made the difficult decision to become true world police."
"Now, all civilizations existing in the universe must submit to the witch. Abu, you misread the words."
Angela, who was in charge of declaring war, gave a wicked smile and casually tossed the manuscript in her hand, which accurately hit her own clerk's face, covering up the other's gradually reddening expression.
"This is a merger that needs no reason. You have no other way out but to become witches," she said, looking down at you with a leisurely and teasing tone.
Seeing the arrogant witch, the other civilizations were enraged and became angry.
There was nothing they could do; the enemy had already killed Tyrant Xuyu.
Don't rush to feed kills; if you do, the enemy will probably laugh their heads off.
But handing over civilization is impossible. Apart from a few unlucky ones who are too close to the Witch Planet, most civilizations are still watching from the sidelines.
Yes, watching the show. (企二山冷叝究^阅-)
The so-called "Supreme" is not just Tyrant Xuyu, and he is not even the strongest. There are other experts above him!
Moreover, don't be fooled by the fact that becoming a witch seems like a good thing. With the witch's astonishing failure rate in transformation, only one out of tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands, of aliens can succeed. Who would dare to gamble?
For various reasons, apart from a few civilizations that were indeed capable of fighting the witch, the other civilizations uniformly maintained a noble silence in the face of this declaration of war from the witch.
It's about taking advantage of the fact that the witch can't reliably push the minion wave to her own side.
The witches didn't mind, as they indeed found it difficult to achieve this outside of the main battlefields overseen by the Great Witch.
Unless Angeli suddenly has a brilliant idea and creates a mysterious fleet capable of traversing the universe today, or hundreds of great witches suddenly sprout from the ground.
But who says the witch is helpless against these civilizations?
Their war strategy, though radical, was remarkably composed and magnanimous.
Since I can't get there now, can't you at least show up at our doorstep yourselves?
Since we've already declared war on all civilizations, let's be even more aggressive!
Let's get right to the big construction!
We'll build the witch's borders all the way to the doorsteps of those who dare to defy us, and see if you'll submit!
Still not convinced? I'll crush you!
They're already sniping each other at the middle gate and they still want to escape? They must be tired of living!
This is what Blake and another shameless witch did.
And much more, the work of the cohesive, ant-like transporters.
Blake glanced back and saw countless tracks intertwining and rising from all directions. Many little witches who were not strong enough to participate in the expedition, or middle witches who were not good at fighting at all, were working hard in their own way for this battle of catharsis.
These witches are the hope of witch civilization.
Thinking of this, she still kicked another shameless witch and said.
"Stop watching the show. I'm afraid I'll be going to serve on the front lines soon, and I doubt many will tolerate you slacking off any longer, Miss Elur."
"Ugh?!"
Ailuer couldn't help but widen her eyes, as if she saw her best friend, who was on her side, betray her without hesitation, and she couldn't believe it.
"So you weren't a noob like me after all?"
Blake was speechless and choked up. So this is all you care about?
She said, somewhat amused and exasperated.
"Of course not. I only deliver goods because it's convenient. And why do you think I'm a noob?"
Blake looked at his tattered clothes, worn from hunting dragons. These were clearly the honors that belonged only to hunters, another proof of their strength.
"Because you're short," Elle said matter-of-factly.
"It's said that the stronger the witch, the taller she is; Keva Miller is 3 meters tall in her full-power form!"
Blake's lips twitched violently. If Elle weren't still a little witch, she probably wouldn't have been able to hold back.
"Don't say that again, or you'll be secretly targeted by a certain silver-haired tyrant," Blake said helplessly, pinching Elur's ear.
“Witches never need to judge strength by height.”
“Then with what?” Elle asked.
Blake paused for a moment, then placed his hand on the slightly dim hilt of his sword, looked up at the starry sky that was so close at hand, and suddenly smiled and ruffled Elur's hair.
"It's courage."
You'll understand someday.
The wandering knight affectionately ruffled Elur's hair, took off his already tattered two-handed greatsword, and placed it in front of her.
"Although this staff of mine is no longer up to my strength, it is more than enough for you. With a little repair, it can still be used in battle."
Consider this a little gift I'm leaving for you, child.
"One day, you too will have the courage to move forward without hesitation."
Blake smiled slightly as he looked at Elur, who was excitedly flustered, but his mind was already thinking of another dwarf.
I wonder what Jiang Kehan is doing right now?
She was lost in thought.
Chapter 387 Removing the Nails
At this moment, Jiang Kehan was different from Blake. She was waiting for her supplies, gazing at the vast "border" in front of her, lost in thought.
The jet-black metal, which looked colder than the universe, gradually expanded from its original cube, emitting a strange pale blue glow under the influence of magic.
It transformed from a few meters in size into a colossal structure tens of meters tall, serving multiple functions as a watchtower, city wall, and food source.
Yes, this thing is actually edible, and can even be stored in the stomach as a backup magic to catch others off guard.
However, its primary function is as a "canvas." The pale blue glow emitted by these metals is an excellent medium for retaining magic, and various spells can be engraved through processing.
Convenient, powerful, and even less expensive than a loaf of black bread!
No matter how many, only one black slave needs to be exploited, wouldn't you say? Emma Neva, who shed blood and tears and became a ruthless manufacturing woman.
Jiang Kehan felt some pity, but no heartache.
Such useful black slaves should be exploited ruthlessly; this is a consensus among all witches.
Emma Neva worked so hard, but in return, she gained the witch's eternal dominance!
Fortunately, these dark metals do not need to be densely packed throughout the universe; they are ultimately just a carrier, and the defensive function is ultimately achieved by the array engraved on them.
After being modified by witches, a jet-black metal object, when paired with dozens of witches, can monitor an entire star field, making it extremely useful.
And despite the witch's seemingly obsessive and relentless construction fanaticism, this expansion method won't actually last long.
Their real purpose is to ensure that the witches' base doesn't collapse. As long as there are more great witches, everything will be fine.
By then, even these black metals won't be of much use, and they might even be edible, which is based on the design of waste utilization.
Hmm, surprisingly frugal.
Jiang Kehan scratched her face, trying to suppress the thought in her mind that "Angeletie must have been too lazy to recycle, that's why she designed it this way."
Other great witches might not care about such trivial matters, but Angeli could very well suddenly appear before them with a "friendly" smile.
This is the prestige that comes from a tyrant!
Jiang Kehan nodded in satisfaction. Daily Angelite Jokes 2/1.
However, while she was being disrespectful, her supplies had already been delivered.
A witch dressed in the uniform of the British army respectfully walked up to Jiang Kehan and handed her the spatial ring in her hand.
"Ms. Jiang Kehan, your request and the necessary supplies are all here. We wish you a successful operation!"
Jiang Kehan smiled and accepted the ring, glanced at it briefly, and then said to the other party, "Yes, thank you for your hard work."
Aside from the fiercely contested main battlefields, areas like Jiu Si, where Jiang Kehan is located, are not battlefields that witches like to be active in.
So Angela came up with a brilliant idea: a commission system. Whoever completes a commission initiated by the border will receive a certain amount of war points.
What is the use of these points?
After Angeli generously brought out all her savings, the nobles of the British Empire also gritted their teeth and took out their own private stashes. With Liang Hua and Keva Miller adding to the deal, the exchange list now has everything, making these points exceptionally valuable.
Among them, Angela's secret stash of money is the most frightening to the witch. Unlike Keva Miller, who is usually kept by a sugar daddy, and Liang Hua, who rarely appears in public, Angela, as the ruler of the witch empire, is truly rich.
It is said that half of the tyrant jokes that are now popular on the battlefield are due to the jealousy and envy of other witches.
As for the other half?
That's thanks to Angela's occasional whimsical ideas, such as teaming up with Emma Neva to create a jet-black metal that enslaved her.