As a witch related to weapons, Gabriella can easily create extraordinary weapons. Although such weapons cannot be compared with holy objects, they are definitely not comparable to ordinary creations.
One after another, weapons flashing with various colors appeared in the air, and then their brilliance converged and slowly surrounded her.
When the witch displayed her power, the silent aura and special magical changes quickly spread out. In the perception of the extraordinary people, it was like a sharp sword against their body, like a thorn in the side, which could not be ignored.
"A witch?" Isaiah muttered to himself, then looked up at the powerful being who showed him countless weapons.
"What can I do for you?" He was no ordinary man, so he naturally understood that these two witches would not come here for no reason.
"It's simple, just defeat the enemy in front of you."
Gabriella nodded in satisfaction at the clever general, then waved his hand, and the weapons at his sides shot into the ground of the city wall like a forest of swords and spears.
"Fight hard, and if you win, you will get everything you dream of."
"The witch's gift is not without cost. If you retreat out of cowardice, you will also know the witch's vengeance and cruelty."
After saying this, Gabriella and Ibel rose into the sky again and disappeared.
The soldiers on the city walls and in the fortresses looked at this scene in amazement, and did not dare to speak until a long time later.
"Witch? Are the legends in the story true?"
"Ah, it's a real witch, so beautiful."
"Yes, it's beautiful, but also extremely dangerous. I almost thought I was going to die just now."
“I feel like I have no regrets.”
For many days afterward, the residents, soldiers, and nobles in the fortress continued to discuss the witch. They exchanged their observations and thoughts, and then fantasized about the witch's personality, thoughts, and various speculations.
For the residents of the entire world, witches are extremely rare. Many people may never encounter one in their entire life. It is not difficult to imagine their curiosity.
In the lord's mansion of the Graystone Fortress, Isaiah and a group of generals and nobles were gathering in the heavily guarded underground treasury.
The originally empty walls were now filled with unusual weapons, dazzling the eyes and overwhelming the sight.
"General, the appraisal results are out." A bespectacled officer came over holding a cardboard and a remittance list.
"After four masters' joint appraisal, Her Majesty the Witch gave a total of 127 extraordinary weapons, including approximately 82 coral-level weapons, 37 crystal-level weapons, and 8 epic-level weapons."
As a ninth-order epic weapon, it may not have the same powerful power as a holy object, but its overall might is not weak, and the conditions for use are much less stringent than those for a holy object.
"In this way, we won't be afraid of those great knights holding holy relics on the opposite side." Isaiah's eyes swept over these weapons one by one, and his voice was steady.
However, compared to his composure, the officers and nobles behind him were somewhat impatient. Many of them were filled with ecstasy, rubbing their hands, eager to obtain a weapon they had never imagined before. In this age of extraordinary abilities, divine weapons were far more attractive than any other object.
The powerful force, the power to transcend the ordinary and break free from everything, is always so fascinating.
"Hmph." Isaiah knew the expressions of the people behind him without turning around, but he didn't blame them too much.
"Tomorrow we will organize a duel in the fortress. The winner will receive a weapon as a reward."
"Yes, sir!" The officers responded immediately in loud voices.
"This..." But some other nobles were a little unwilling. Did they have to fight with the commoners to obtain these weapons? They were obviously of noble birth, and many of those soldiers were their subordinates...
Although they were somewhat dissatisfied, due to the general's power, no one dared to break the rules set by him in the city.
After leaving the fortress, Gabriella and Ibel headed west and finally arrived at the capital of the Western Territory, Griffin Territory, where the Duke of Griffin and the imitation Huasilin were.
Compared to the past, the security here is very strict, and patrol teams of griffin knights fly across the sky from time to time.
When the two witches arrived, they did not conceal their breath. As they slowly descended, the cries of griffins were heard in the mountains and forests, and some soldiers began to ring iron bells, preparing to send out an emergency signal.
Fortunately, all this did not last too long. The castle's royal griffin knight flew out, comforted and announced to the surrounding soldiers, and then welcomed the two witches into the castle.
"Long time no see, Fang Huasilin."
The three witches met in a courtyard in the castle. The witch with white hair and white dress was sitting on the lawn. Her hair, which was much longer than her body, was scattered on the ground. She didn't seem to worry about getting dirty. It was always so white and clear.
"You're here." Fang Huasilin sat on the plaid cloth spread on the grass, poured the freshly prepared black tea for the two guests, and then pushed some snacks over.
"I heard that you were injured some time ago." Gabriella asked bluntly not long after she sat down.
"Yes." Fang Huasilin didn't care about this. She slowly picked up the cup in front of her and drank it in small sips. Her white-lipped brows occasionally frowned, as if because her tongue was burned.
"Fang Huasilin is not good at making tea, but I still like to see you drink tea, because it is more vivid than usual." Yibel held the teacup and tapped it with her fingers. A burst of ice mist blew over, and the tea in her hand quickly cooled down.
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