Witch Monastery

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The day after tomorrow, at noon, half an hour has passed since noon.

In the rubble area, Annuo and his soldiers were sitting in a sunny spot, waiting slowly.

Besides her, there were ten people in their group, six men and four women, all warriors, wearing chain mail, holding shields and hammers, and carrying axes and javelins on their backs so that they could change weapons at any time.

These weapons can basically be regarded as standard equipment for professional warriors. After all, in the adventure in the wild, you may encounter all kinds of enemies, so they have to prepare some weapons with blunt attacks, slashing and piercing damage, as well as various types of melee and long-range weapons.

These people were all newly recruited members of the Grey Hand, elite talents directly recruited from the security forces of various regions. They had clean backgrounds, strong abilities, and generally had a professional grade of at least level 2, with a small number even at level .

However, they were all new members of the organization, and they were two levels lower than An Nuo, who had become the "new blood of the Gray Team".

This time, the organization also gave An Nuo an order to lead these new recruits, perform some difficult tasks, train new people, and accumulate experience. Otherwise, she would not lead these people on the mission.

The group waited like this. Annuo was very patient, however, not everyone was so patient.

"Captain, how long do we have to wait?"

A tall human male warrior couldn't help but complain, and his words expressed the thoughts of several other men.

In response to this, An Nuo's expression was extremely calm: "Wait a little longer."

"It's been half an hour." The man complained again. In response, another strong human female with the same equipment beside him couldn't help but said: "Jack, can you be a little patient? The captain said that this is a strong reinforcement, so be patient with the strong reinforcement."

The man opened his mouth: “Jenny, you…ah, forget it.”

He shut his mouth, looking like a good man who wouldn't fight with a woman, but there was still resentment on his face.

At this moment, there was a commotion in the crowd in the distance. The man named Jack couldn't help but look over, and then his eyes lit up.

He saw that more than a dozen beautiful white-haired nuns in black robes had come to the rubble area at some point, forming a beautiful landscape.

His eyes suddenly became eager, but after all, he had a mission to accomplish, so he had to go up and chat with her. For a moment, he felt quite regretful.

Then, he saw that the girls were all walking towards him.

Chapter 327 An Nuo's Mission

For a moment, this guy couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Oh my god, is this the person we are waiting for?

This bold idea arose in his mind, and his heart couldn't help but beat fast. Then he secretly glanced at his captain Anno out of the corner of his eye.

Then, to his surprise, Ann Nuo's usually calm face now bloomed with a brilliant smile, like spring flowers blooming.

She took a step forward, like a young swallow returning to its nest, and threw herself into the arms of the young priest with the same white hair at the front of the group of nuns: "Hawthorne!"

She had no intention of maintaining her image in front of her subordinates or of preventing them from losing respect for her: in fact, she had already won their respect with her absolute strength, so now she no longer needed to care about these details.

What's more, she had almost been unable to hold back the surging longing in her heart.

The group of people coming over were naturally Hawthorne and the battle nuns he brought with him. At this moment, holding his beloved girl in his arms, his voice was inevitably apologetic: "Sorry, An Nuo, I'm late."

The previous earthquake damaged many sections of the road, so in order to reach the rubble area, they had to take a longer detour.

Even though he tried to get as fast as possible, he was still more than half an hour late.

"It doesn't matter." An Nuo let go of the arm that was holding him, raised his little face, and looked at him with sparkling eyes, "I'm willing to wait as long as it takes."

As she said this, she seemed to feel that this was a little inappropriate. She turned her head and looked at her subordinates who were just full of resentment: "Don't you agree?"

The male human warrior named Jack had shining eyes as he scanned the nuns' faces, some pretty and some beautiful.

After more than ten days of nourishment, baptism of divine power and special training, the decadence brought to the girls by the previous ten years of poverty has long been swept away. Now they all have straight backs and radiant faces. This spirit alone is enough to catch people's attention.

This guy secretly swallowed his saliva, then nodded repeatedly: "

Well, the captain is right, we have no complaints no matter how long we wait!"

These words immediately expressed the thoughts of all the male warriors present.

"Tsk, you bootlicker!"

The female warrior named Jenny curled her lips and said something sourly. She glanced at the nuns out of the corner of her eye and couldn't help feeling jealous and ashamed.

However, at this time, Jack had no intention of paying attention to her attitude, and his mind was full of the appearance of the nuns.

But in short, the resentment was resolved by the appearance, and then the two groups merged and met together, and went to have lunch at a snack stand in the rubble area that Annuo had booked. At the same time, they also got to know each other and the abilities of their future comrades.

There were thirty-one people in their group, more than twenty of them were women, and nearly half of them were beautiful nuns with white hair, which naturally attracted a lot of attention.

However, although it attracted a lot of attention, this kind of thing did not cause much sensation.

The rubble area is a place where all kinds of strange adventurers and even all kinds of monsters gather, and the people who hang out here, what have they not seen?

The nuns were just pretty girls at best, and were insignificant compared to the arcane knights who could summon magic armor from their belts, the iron golems over ten meters tall wielding lightsabers, and the mystics who could summon strange summons or spells from all kinds of cards.

The group sat down separately, and An Nuo and Huo Sang sat at the same table. However, she couldn't help but look at the white-haired nuns frequently, her eyes full of curiosity: "Are they... all your compatriots?"

Hawthorne coughed lightly and said, "Actually, no, they, um, obtained the power of magic through special methods, so their hair turned irreversibly white."

"In terms of bloodline, they are not Sayin people."

An Nuo nodded slightly. Although she didn't understand, she didn't ask any more questions. She believed him, so at this moment, she only felt emotional: "Oh my God, this is the first time I know that you have such a team under your command."

"Where have you been hiding them before? I've been to the monastery so many times and I've never seen these people before."

Hawthorne smiled awkwardly: "They were scattered all over the place before, but because the monastery suffered a disaster recently, they gathered together and took up arms."

"It was so peaceful before, of course you couldn't see them."

An Nuo's eyebrows moved: "Take up weapons? Aren't they all in the life field... Are they also good at military weapons?"

Hawthorne shook his head slightly: "No, in fact, only six of them are priests from the realm of life, and the other nine are from the realm of storms."

"And their weapons are the ion beam launchers sponsored by the blue dragons."

An Nuo was immediately moved: "Is it the kind of thing that explodes? Oh, yes, you really didn't see the scene of those weapons overheating and exploding with your own eyes..."

When mentioning that scene, An Nuo still has some lingering fears: "It's very dangerous. The blue dragon must be trying to harm you by letting you use a weapon like that!"

She naturally knew that Hawthorne had taken the blue dragon's investment. As a paladin, she naturally had a prejudice against the evil five-colored dragons and always felt that these guys would harm her boyfriend.

Hawthorne was slightly embarrassed by this: "Well... although I didn't see it with my own eyes, I can roughly imagine what the explosion scene was like."

"However, the blue dragons have made improvements to this thing, and we have tested it ourselves."

This is the truth. In the monastery, they personally tested the performance of the launcher many times: "Storm Domain Priests can control the power of lightning. The risk of overheating and explosion is greatly reduced, so don't be afraid."

An Nuo sighed, his eyes still filled with worry: "That's fine, after all, these weapons are really powerful... I hope they will still be reliable by then."

As she said this, her eyes swept across the girls' white hair, and she couldn't help but sigh, "What beautiful, evenly-matched hair."

"Hawthorne, how did they gain magical powers and then change their hair color?"

Hawthorne's expression froze again: "Uh... it's just a miracle, lightning strikes, or a baptism of milky white light, and then it's like this..."

Having said this, he changed the subject guiltily and asked, "By the way, what is your main goal in going into the mountains this time?"

You must be kidding. If An Nuo knew that the process of baptism and granting divine power was to let the girls soak in a hot spring and then he would see their entire bodies, he would be so furious.

"Contact some companies' bases in the mountains, eliminate the demons, and train new members." Annuo said. She was a little bored when she mentioned this. "This matter involves too much, and the people above don't allow me to intervene in the real crisis."

Huo Sang comforted him, "This is normal. Whether it's the Mountain Cleansers Alliance, the Abyss Lords, or the remaining burrowing demon bugs, they are beyond our power to deal with. It's best to leave them to those great magicians."

An Nuo's cheeks puffed up, looking a little angry: "I actually saw some plans from the top management. Well, what I'm going to say next is confidential."

Hawthorne leaned forward and lowered his head, so An Nuo could lean close to his ear and whispered, "The great magicians are already busy dealing with the burrowing demon insects that are still wreaking havoc underground. They want to prevent the earthquake from destroying more urban areas, so all their energy is focused on this.

noodle. "

"They have no intention of intervening in the affairs of the Mountain Cleansers Alliance and the Abyss Lords. Instead, they plan to let the demons and mountain dwellers fight each other, and when they have consumed each other, they will take action themselves."

She said this with a rather angry look on her face: "Isn't this just handing over so many lives to the evil demons?"

Although the Mountain Cleaners Alliance destroyed the Rock Seekers Town, Annuo would not hate all the mountain dwellers because the majority of residents in that town were actually mountain dwellers.

The first action taken by the Mountain Cleansers Alliance in the name of revenge against Port Liberl was actually to harm their compatriots the most.

Annuo, who was well-versed in history, would not be wrong about this. Therefore, she still felt heartbroken for the mountain people who were being ravaged by the demons.

Chapter 328 Ekta's Night Raid

Hawthorne's smile faded and he sighed, "There's nothing we can do, An Nuo. Human power is limited."

"The Old Ones have awakened, and the Lords of the Abyss have launched a massive attack. This is a disaster that the entire world should unite to fight together."

"Now, if we let Libel Port handle it alone, it will certainly be too busy."

Annuo still looked unhappy. She was a paladin who had sworn an oath of revenge. However, her organization was now powerless in the face of the greatest evil - the devil. Whenever she thought of this, she felt a huge sense of frustration.

"But you don't have to worry too much." Hawthorne suddenly said, "I heard that some large financial groups, such as the Golden Dragon Bank, have also funded some very powerful adventurers to deal with Monbot."

"Perhaps soon, we will hear the good news that Monbot has been exiled."

An Nuo's expression changed: "Did the blue dragons tell you?"

Hawthorne nodded slightly: "Part of it, I didn't go into details."

He lied.

In fact, the blue dragon didn't talk so much with him. He made his guess based on his gaming experience and the usual behavior of the gold dragons.

Gold dragons love to go to places with rich mineral reserves to maintain peace, promote human rights, and bring freedom. The Roof Plateau has countless treasures, and they will definitely not let it go.

An Nuo's expression looked better, but he still felt a little resentful: "But these are the responsibilities of the Black Rod Tower..."

Hawthorne sighed, feeling that this girl had too much sense of responsibility.

"Let's not talk about this anymore. These people you brought..." He changed the subject again and looked around. "Are they all soldiers?"

An Nuo restrained his emotions and nodded gently: "We are all warriors."

"Professional or?"

"Of course they are professional warriors." At this point, a hint of pride appeared on the face of the Paladin girl. "I personally selected the good seedlings. They are all warriors who are at least level two. Some have even passed the level three professional test. They have a bright future!"

As she spoke, she put on a smile and glanced at the nuns, saying, "Before they joined the Black Rod Tower, they all received special training to protect others, so this time, they can all be good flower protectors."

Hearing this, Hawthorne's blood pressure suddenly rose to the highest level.

"No..." His expression was very painful, "Uh... then you are really good at picking people..."

hiss……

How could this happen!

The warrior profession is actually very monotonous. In a sense, it is even more monotonous than the barbarian.

His special abilities and methods are too few.

The biggest feature of this profession is that it is the only one in the entire game whose attack speed will continue to increase with level, as well as the "action like tide", a super professional characteristic that can double the speed.

His other abilities are either to improve his attributes, to restore his life urgently, or to prevent himself from being controlled - in short, they are all self-protection abilities.

So, what is the best career for this kind of job?

Of course it’s the main C!

Pick up a greatsword or a longbow and attack like crazy!

What are you doing with the shield?

And you specialize in protecting others?

But the best way to protect your teammates is to kill the enemies!

Hawthorne's expression was extremely distorted. Seeing a group of ADCs wearing tanky gear was just like that. He had a thousand words stuck in his throat, but in the end he just sighed: "That's good. This way, our front line will be more stable, and safety will at least be guaranteed."

An Nuo smiled, not sensing her boyfriend's twisted emotions at all: "After all, I fight with a sword and a shield. The higher-ups asked me to pick new recruits, so I picked warriors like this, so that they can be more convinced."

Hawthorne held his forehead with his hand: "Yes, you are right, this is really great, alas..."

He made up his mind that this time when they went into the mountains, they would just pick off some ordinary demons to bully, and not touch any of the stronger ones.

After all, it’s really hard to lead such a team!

He was complaining like this when the dwarf chef who was doing business here brought up the cooked meat, stew and scones they ordered. Hawthorne knocked on the table and stopped talking to her: "Eat, eat, ah..."

How come all these good ADCs are tanky?

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After lunch, the group did not delay and immediately headed into the mountains. However, now that the Rock Seekers Town was gone, the business of bringing people into the mountains naturally became less and less profitable.

No one wanted to do it, so the thirty people in their group had to rely on their own two legs to cross the vast land and mountains.