After coming out and putting it together, Tang Erda helplessly looked at Mu Sicheng who was trying to hold back his laughter. Bai Liu turned away calmly and didn't look at him. He was embarrassed and ashamed: "...Is it really that funny?"

"Not bad." Bai Liu patted Mu Sicheng on the head, "Stop laughing and get down to business."

Mu Sicheng couldn't hold back his laughter after being hit by Bai Liu. He held his stomach and laughed until tears came out: "You actually have an E cup!! Hahahaha!!!"

Tang Erda: "..."

Bai Liu: “…”——As the leader of a team, he tried hard to hold back his laughter.

"Captain Tang's problem is mainly because his shoulders and back are broad, so he can only wear this size. It has nothing to do with the size of his breasts." Bai Liu calmly came to the rescue of Tang Erda, whose face was about to smolder.

Mu Sicheng refused to give in. He took advantage of the other party's carelessness and suddenly pulled open Tang Erda's collar to take a look inside. Then he pointed at Tang Erda and said to Bai Liu righteously: "But his cup is not empty! It's almost full!"

Tang Erda: "..."

Bai Liu: “…” You really understand, Mu Sicheng.

And please let Tang Erda go. He is an honest man and can't bear it any longer.

"Let's go find Mu Ke." Bai Liu quickly changed the subject. "He should be there."

Soon Mu Ke joined them. It must be said that Mu Ke was the one who looked the least incongruous in wearing women's clothing. He was wearing a very simple top and short skirt, and his hair was also short, which made him look very handsome.

"Have you looked for Jiayi?" Mu Ke's expression was solemn. "If players can also have the Witch's Heart, then this game is likely to be a tower defense game. Both teams have a person with the Witch's Heart, and we have to compete for the Witch's Heart of the other team. It is very likely that the Witch's Heart of our team is in Jiayi's possession."

——He and Bai Liu made the same judgment.

"Jiayi's login point shouldn't be here." Bai Liu said lightly, "She is too young and doesn't meet the criteria for this group of people to select witches in the future."

"Then where would she be?" Mu Ke frowned.

Bai Liu raised his eyes and smiled: "If I'm not mistaken, the game should let Jiayi land in the witch area."

"Because she's already a witch."

Mu Ke was startled, then quickly responded: "Jia Yi is in the eastern contaminated area!"

Eastern contaminated area.

Liu Jiayi's eyelids twitched. Just as she was about to open her eyes, she noticed that many people were looking at her closely, so she stood still:

"She finally woke up!"

"Who placed her in the contaminated area?"

"Is she a child contaminated by eels? My God, she is so young! Didn't those cruel men in the Church make a rule that girls under the age of fourteen cannot swallow eels?"

"You still believe in the rules they set? You are just a bunch of beasts!"

A dignified yet gentle female voice came over: "Bring her over here so the doctor can see what's going on."

Liu Jiayi felt herself being gently picked up, and someone, probably a doctor, examined her. Then she breathed a sigh of relief and reported to the lady with the stern voice, "Paula, she's fine. She just passed out. There are no obvious signs of contamination on her body."

The woman named Paula paused and said, "If she hasn't been contaminated as a witch, then when she wakes up, if she doesn't want to stay and wants to go back, then send her away."

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole audience was silent for a moment, and then everyone said in a low and soft voice, as if somewhat regretful, "Yes."

A young female voice retorted indignantly and a little aggrieved: "Paula, why do you want to send her back? Is that a good place?"

"She was abandoned there and sent back. Are we going to let her grow up there until she is fourteen years old and then become an eel digester for those men in the Vatican?"

"Can't we just let her stay here and raise her as a witch?"

Paula's voice was calm: "Not every girl wants to be a witch, Youzhen."

This sentence was like a spark that ignited the angry Youzhen. She yelled with hatred and anger: "What's wrong with being a witch?! Why can't I be a witch?! Is a witch something lowly? Everyone here is a witch!"

"After being oppressed like that, why do you still yearn for that dirty safe zone? Why do you still hate being a witch?!"

"Then did you become a witch voluntarily?" Paula's voice was still as soft as water. "Does anyone here voluntarily become a witch?"

Youzhen's voice suddenly stopped, and then she slowly sobbed and cried, "...No."

——There is not a single girl here who would not run to the polluted area to become a witch unless she was forced into a desperate situation and had no other choice.

Paula was like this, and so was she, they were all forced to become witches.

"We were all forced to become witches by the church," Paula said. "So I hope that, at least here, when a child chooses her own life, we won't force her to become a witch."

"—I want to give them the freedom to choose who they want to be."

"Whether she chooses to be a witch or not."

"Let a child choose for himself..." Youzhen knelt down slowly, tears on her face, and asked in a daze, "Will there really be a child who would choose a witch, yearn for witches, yearn for monsters like us who have been polluted and can never return to the safe zone?"

"They grew up in the safe zone, how could they want to be witches like us who are considered dirty? They only yearn to become holy nuns controlled by men in the Church! Instead of letting them go back and being induced to become nuns by mistake, it is better to force them to become witches and become our fighting force!"

Youzhen's voice became deeper and deeper, and filled with more and more hatred.

"Innocent." Paula said softly, "What is the first rule of our witches?"

Youzhen's voice paused again. She took a deep breath and trembled as she slowly uttered:

"Rule 1 of the Witch Code: Witches never judge witches."

"—whether she is already a witch or a witch-in-progress."

"With the whole world being polluted, as long as the pollution is not resolved, any girl in the safe zone may eventually become a witch. Regardless of whether she aspires to become a nun, they are all witches in our eyes." Paula said softly, "There is no court in the witch district, and we will never judge witches."

"Youzhen, what is the second rule of witches?" Paula asked softly again.

Youzhen closed her eyes, and her voice gradually calmed down: "The second rule of witches: Anyone who persecutes me will die at my hands."

"We want to kill and hate those who are persecuting us at this moment. Hatred and murderous desire are precious emotions. We cannot let them spread, which will only make them less sharp."

Paula came down, patted Youzhen on the shoulder, and said in a steady tone: "Being a witch is not unworthy of admiration."

"Witches are our weapons."

"In a chaotic environment, powerful weapons are desirable, but also frightening. The reason why the children in the safe zone yearn for nuns is because they are afraid that they cannot hold the weapons and that they will be cut by them."

"——Because the men of the Church will teach them according to the doctrine from a young age that you should not hold weapons. Holding weapons is a sin. We will punish you severely until you put down your weapons. If you hold weapons, you will suffer heavy losses. Only by putting down your weapons can you gain more."

Tears welled up in Youzhen's eyes again. She asked with a sob, "Then what should we do to make them yearn for witches and choose witches?"

Paula laughed. "Of course I held the weapon in front of them."

"Let them see how powerful, sharp, and invincible we are when we hold our weapons. We cannot be stopped or matched by the people of the Church."

Liu Jiayi finally opened her eyes and saw Paula in the sunlight.

This woman was wearing a witch robe with a very capable knight's suit underneath. On her back was a cowhide quiver with a bunch of feather arrows inside. She seemed to be a mixed-race girl with purple eyes, deep features, and a large frame, so she was much taller than Yoo-jin next to her. She wore a tall pointed witch hat crookedly on her head, which seemed like it would fall off at any time. It was almost tilted to the back of her head - which made the scene of her patting Yoo-jin's shoulder and teaching her seriously look a little funny.

Youzhen raised her hand helplessly and amusedly, "Paula, your hat is going to fall off."

Paula paused, her face flushed, and then she fumbled with it, complaining in a low voice as she put it on: "Hey, this witch hat is really hard to put on. Why do witches have to wear this?"

"Paula!" the doctor called her in surprise, "The child is awake!"

Paula turned her head sharply - this time the witch hat was completely tilted to her back, and her eyes lit up: "Are you awake?"

Then Liu Jiayi watched helplessly as the witch leader, who seemed a little careless, quickly and pretentiously tidied herself up, walked in front of her calmly and elegantly, smiled at her and extended her hand:

"Hi, I'm Paula, the head of the witch district."

"Welcome to the Witch Quarter."

Taking a closer look, Liu Jiayi had to say that the witch leader was breathtakingly beautiful. She looked to be in her thirties, but what was more impressive than her beauty was her tolerance, calmness and composure, as if nothing could defeat her.

She seemed to have a very strong sense of stability, which was intimidating.

——A natural leader.

Liu Jiayi quickly defined it in her mind. She rarely put on a weak face to deceive the other party. Instead, she extended her hand very properly and shook hands with Paula: "Hello."

Paula laughed. "Do you want to go back?"

——She didn’t ask Liu Jiayi how she got here, but directly asked, “Do you want to go back?”

Liu Jiayi sighed inwardly - what a smart question.

After hearing that just now, she thought that Paula was really the type of person who was very righteous and upright, but now it seems that she is not entirely like that.

No matter where Liu Jiayi came from, since she came to the witch district, it means that she was most likely abandoned. In this case, no matter how much she longs for the safe zone, if Paula directly asks her if she wants to go back, her answer will only be one - that is, no.

Because a normal little girl would definitely be afraid at this time - the fear under this stress state would overwhelm the fear of the witch.

"But the witch district only accepts witches." Paula asked gently, "If you want to stay here, are you willing to become a witch?"

"—a witch like me."

Everyone looked at Liu Jiayi expectantly, waiting for her answer.

"No." Liu Jiayi replied.

Everyone's eyes dimmed in an instant, even Paula couldn't help but sigh - is there really no way? The Vatican's brainwashing is too successful.

"I don't need to be a witch." Liu Jiayi smiled mischievously and raised her head, "Because I am already a witch."

Paula was stunned. Before she could react, all the witches around her started cheering.

Youzhen directly picked up Liu Jiayi and hugged her tightly. She was so happy that she almost cried:

"I felt a strong affinity with you the moment I saw you! I knew you would choose the witch!"

"Paula!" A person in witch costume rushed in hastily, with an anxious look on her face, "The Vatican is sending people to attack the border of the eastern contaminated area! There are many new witches there, and they are still very vulnerable!"

The corners of Paula's lips that had been slightly raised quickly straightened. She turned her head and calmly ordered: "We will go over to provide support now."

"But we have a mission to raid the court today." The witch reported anxiously, "Today, 82 courts in the safe zone will hold 352 witch trials. Our original plan was to raid the court!"

"If Paula and the others go to the sidelines to help, we won't have enough manpower to rob all the courts today!"

"Once convicted of being witches, these girls will be burned alive in court!"

Paula's hands clenched instantly, and her face became solemn for a moment, but she soon calmed down: "Divide into two teams, I will lead a small group of witches to rush to the border, and the rest of the people will go to rob the court."

"No, Paula!" The witch who reported the incident was also very anxious. "The Vatican has deployed heavy firepower on the border. They have laid siege! It's very dangerous for you to go over with a small force!"

"I'm stronger than them. I'll be fine." Paula patted the witch's shoulder and said calmly, "Let's go."

"Wait." Liu Jiayi raised her hand slowly and smiled, "Can I go to the sideline with you?"

Youzhen, who was holding her, immediately interrupted her with a scream: "What nonsense are you talking about! You have never been polluted and you don't have the power to fight against the Church..."

“Sizzle!!”

Liu Jiayi took out a can of poison, casually tossed it up and turned it over, then sprayed it onto the open ground.

Large asphalt-like traces of corrosion appeared on the ground, and the originally solid ground had completely melted.

Youzhen closed her mouth in astonishment.

Paula looked at Jiayi steadily, then smiled with her eyes crooked. She extended her hand and her tone became more serious: "You are officially welcomed to join the witch district."

"Come on!"

Liu Jiayi jumped out of Youzhen's arms and trotted after him. Youzhen looked at her empty arms in a daze, swallowed her saliva, and said stupidly:

"Are all new witches so powerful nowadays?"

"Who cares!" A witch nearby patted Youzhen's back excitedly, "It's a good thing for us!"

"Let's go and rob the court!"

"It's not just the court that we have to rob. There's a lot of work to do today." Youzhen sighed helplessly, but she had a smile on her face. "Today, the Church has sent another batch of reserve witches. We also have to rob the warehouse."

Meanwhile, prepare the witch picking warehouse.

Bai Liu and three other people received three messages from Liu Jiayi.

【Assist in the robbery of the court.】

【Don't lie to the witch, surrender. 】

【Give me the tactician authority.】

Mu Sicheng was full of questions and asked Bai Liu in confusion: "What does Jiayi mean?"

Bai Liu calmly glanced at the two messages, then looked up at everyone: "You all know that Jiayi has always been another tactician in our team, right? Her judgment is on par with mine. When I die in the game or lose my judgment, she will take over my tactician authority and become your tactician."

——Bai Liu had talked to them about this many times, and everyone nodded.

"But there is another situation where she is also our tactician - that is, she judges that her tactical ability in this copy is superior to mine, and when she is more capable of being a tactician, I will give her the tactician authority directly."

"In this instance, even though I didn't die or lose judgment, my judgment and information acquisition abilities are far inferior to hers." Bai Liu looked at everyone in a calm tone, "She is the one who is suitable for formulating tactics in this game, so I decided to give her the position of tactician in this instance."

"From now on, Jiayi will be our tactician, and I will just be a controller, a member who follows her orders. Do you understand?"

Everyone was silent for a moment, and then quickly said, "Yes!"

[System prompt: Does the player Bai Liu want to transfer the tactician authority to the player Liu Jiayi? ]

[Once the transfer is successful, the tactician authority will never be transferred to you again in this game, please consider carefully! ]

【Sure.】

viewing pool.

When the tactician symbol on Bai Liu's head disappeared and then reappeared on Liu Jiayi's head, the whole audience was shocked and the audience whispered to each other:

"What the hell is going on? Letting a little girl get the authority of a tactician?"

"Is Bai Liu crazy? This is a sure loss!"

"Fuck, luckily I didn't bet on him! Otherwise I would have lost a lot!"

"Tsk, they are just playing house. Let's go, I won't watch it anymore. Let's wait for the playoffs. King Crown will definitely make it to the playoffs."

The host also screamed: "Oh my God, what did I see?!"

"I have to say that the tactician of the wandering circus, oh, he is no longer a tactician now, the captain is really a very chaotic guy!"

"I've been hosting for so long, and this is the first time I've seen a sudden transfer of tactician authority during a game. Doesn't he understand how much harm this sudden tactician change will bring to the team?"

The host sighed and said, "It seems that the challenge opportunity that Confucius came to get was too easy. Our circus captain didn't cherish it and it was wasted like this."

"For the little witch? Haha, I can only say that she is very thoughtful. This may be the youngest tactician in the league so far, right?"

Wang Shun, who was sitting on the bench, had to say that he was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat when he saw Bai Liu hand over the tactician's authority without hesitation.

Although Bai Liu was right, Liu Jiayi had strong tactical abilities - when she was in the King's Crown, she was trained by Hong Tao as the successor and the next generation of tacticians. It can be said that she was indeed outstanding to the point of being astonishing.

But this is Liu Jiayi's first time on the league stage! She is a complete league novice, not to mention being a tactician! The one who cultivated her tactical style is Hong Tao!

No matter how you look at it, the chances of winning are too slim!

This is their last chance to compete in the challenge match! If they lose, they are really finished! Bai Liu actually gave away his tactician authority just like that! This is the most important position in a match! It can completely determine the victory or defeat of both sides!

As soon as Liu Jiayi asked, Bai Liu gave the authority without even thinking about it. He was so brave!

Wang Shun's heart tightened as he looked at the continuously declining support and betting rates on the system panel. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with a towel, took two deep breaths, and managed to calm himself down before he dared to continue looking up at the game screen on the big screen.

He was now completely unable to think about how this game would go.

I believe that no other spectator can think or guess the direction of this game.

——Because no one understands the little witch's tactical style.

This was her first time serving as a tactician in the league.

Wang Shun looked at Liu Jiayi on the game screen and clenched his hands into fists.

Come on, little witch.

In the game, the eastern contaminated area borders.

The people of the Vatican were holding all kinds of weapons in their hands. The leader stood on the armored vehicle and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Everyone, please pay attention! Witches are like conger eels. When their level of alienation is particularly high, swords and guns are no match for fire and water!"

"They have some of the characteristics of seven-seven eels, and some of them have even developed evil abilities!"

"But, they are humans after all! Although they have some of the characteristics and superpowers of seven-seven eels, they have the same vulnerable parts as humans! As long as we keep attacking them! They will bleed, get hurt, and eventually die one day!"

"Attack!"

Following the order, the border was immersed in dense artillery fire. Someone stepped forward and asked the bishop who was standing at the highest point, holding a telescope and looking into the distance, commanding everyone, "My Lord Bishop, as you said, witches are very powerful, and our weapons may not be able to kill them."

"No, our weapons will definitely kill them." The bishop showed an evil smile, "Because these weapons are made of seven-seven eel bones."

The man was surprised and asked back: "Weapons made from the bones of seven-seven eels?!"

"It's okay to tell you." The bishop waved his hand nonchalantly, "We have been preparing for this project for more than ten years, and we will soon start mass production."

"The bones of seven-eel are very strong raw materials for weapons. Over the years, all the bones left after the seven-eel were dissolved by all the women were collected by us and used to forge weapons."

"The weapons used to attack the witch district this time are from one of these batches."

The bishop looked towards the eastern contaminated area with a sinister look, his expression showing an unconcealed smugness:

"No matter how strong they are, at best they are at the level of the seven-seven eels. After all, their abilities are given by the seven-seven eels. But they are definitely not stronger than the seven-seven eels' bones - that is the hardest part of the seven-seven eels, and even witches cannot dissolve it."

"Jeon Bora..." The man mentioned the name carefully and in awe, "She is so strong. She has broken through our defenses several times and blown up so many courtrooms. Is there no way she can resist this weapon?"

"There is no way." The bishop raised his head arrogantly and looked at Jeon Bora who walked out of the contaminated area, with a strange light flashing in his eyes. "As long as she is a witch, she will not be able to resist this weapon."

"——Jeon Bora is no exception."

When Jeon Bora walked out of the line of fire in the contaminated area, the bishop raised his hand to stop the attack. He looked at Jeon Bora from a distance, and his tone changed from vicious to compassionate. He folded his hands in front of him and made a prayer gesture:

"Paula, because you were once our saint, and because all witches have made contributions to us, God is merciful and has instructed me to give you and all witches a last chance—"

"——If you choose to submit to us, we will judge all of you in the most gentle way."

Jeon Bora's purple eyes were extremely cold. She asked back, "Like fire?"

"Although this is not gentle," the bishop said gently, "if you wish, we will judge you in the way you like."

Without stopping, Jeon Bora pulled out a bow and arrow from behind, put it on the bowstring, pulled the bowstring fully, and aimed at the bishop. She stared at the bishop closely, but her words were not directed to the bishop:

"Rule 3 of Witch Code—"

The bishop looked at Jeon Bora, who was aiming her bow at him, and his eyes suddenly turned cold: "It seems you will not surrender."

"Perhaps only when you die will you realize that witches will never be able to defeat the Church - all you have done so far is in vain."

As he spoke, the bishop raised his hand, and countless huge longbows slowly rose behind him. On the longbows were densely packed a whole row of sharp little arrows forged from seven-spotted eel bones.

"Although it's still a little crude." The bishop laughed sinisterly, "but it's enough to kill you monsters that grew out of eels!"

At the same moment, all the witches behind Jeon Bora drew their bows. Their eyes were sharp and they repeated Jeon Bora's words in unison, as if they were solemnly announcing the start of a war:

"Rule 3 of Witch Code—"

"Whatever has judged me and still cannot destroy me—"

"——Must be weaker than me!"

Both sides released their bows and arrows at the same time.

Arrows flew all over the sky. The witches dodged nimbly, constantly drawing their bows and shooting. However, the enemy's long line of fire could not cause any harm to them - they had very tough skins and the bullets could not penetrate them.

However, the Bishop's side was quickly attacked by these witches with incredible strength, accuracy and speed, causing heavy casualties.

The bishop's eyes became increasingly gloomy. He suddenly grabbed the collar of an archer next to him and roared. He pointed at Jeon Bora, who was standing at the highest point, and shouted, "Aim at Jeon Bora!"

"Aim at Jeon Bora! Once she's dead, this mob will be gone!"

All the bows and arrows were gathered together in an instant and aimed at Jeon Bora.

Bone arrows were fired densely and Jeon Bora was shot in the right shoulder. A burst of blood mist burst out of her right shoulder instantly, and the bow in her hand became unstable and was shaken away.

The pupils of the witches around her shrank, and they shouted in unison:

"Paula!"

"What is this thing? How can it penetrate our defenses?!"

"Don't worry about me." Jeon Bora panted for a while, and she pulled out the bone arrow with one hand. Her purple eyes were calm and peaceful. "It's a good thing that this weapon is focused on me. It won't cause more damage. Let's finish this quickly."

"Paula!!" The witch's voice nearby even sounded a little shrill, "Be careful!!!"

Another wave of white seven-spotted eel bone arrows was shot at Jeon Bora.

Jeon Bora raised her pierced shoulder, her cheek stained with blood, and with a crisp movement, she pulled out all the arrows from the quiver behind her. She stared at the arrows, her purple eyes shining brightly: "Witchcraft - Ten Thousand Arrows Shooting at Once!"

In an instant, the arrows in her hands expanded into millions of arrows shining with purple light. Jeon Bora pulled the bow fully without hesitation and then released it.

Purple arrows flew out, and all the seven-star eel bone arrows were intercepted point by Jeon Bora's bows and arrows in the air and collided with each other, falling to the ground.

But the bishop over there was so angry that he grabbed an arrow and shot it at Jeon Bora's heart: "Go to hell!"

Jeon Bora's arrows had been used up. This arrow came so suddenly that it arrived in front of Jeon Bora in the blink of an eye.

A witch nearby ran up without hesitation, hugged Jeon Bora, and stood in front of her with her back trembling.

She was waiting for the bone arrow from the Vatican to shoot into her heart, executing her like a judgment.

A black poisonous mist rose into the sky and blocked Jeon Bora's way. The arrow was corroded the moment it entered.

Swampy mud expanded under the feet of the Vatican's people. Some people were corroded in horror and screamed, but soon the organs that could make them scream were also corroded.

The bishop climbed down from the front chariot almost in a state of panic. He stepped back in fear and looked at the weapons forged from corroded seven-spotted eel bones in the expanding swamp on the ground. He screamed at the top of his voice: "What is this!"

"Even the bones of seven-spotted eels can be corroded!"

The poisonous mist dissipated, and Liu Jiayi stood in front of Jeon Bora with a cold look on her face. She looked at the dispersing men of the Vatican and raised her eyebrows unhappily, then suddenly smiled sweetly:

"Just a simple little witch's poison."

"Idiots."

The bishop looked at Liu Jiayi who suddenly appeared, as if he had seen something incredible. He asked, "Who are you?! Are you a dirty witch who defected from somewhere?"

"Defection?" Liu Jiayi clicked her tongue, and the sweet smile on her face disappeared in an instant. She said unhappily, "I don't like this description."

Jeon Bora stood up, holding onto Liu Jiayi's shoulders. She smiled, slowly drew her bow and arrow, and aimed the bow at the bishop's head, who was shaking his head in fear. The smile on her face became calm, and she said slowly, "I don't like this description either."

"She's not some dirty witch who's escaped."

"She is a precious witch we found by chance."

Jeon Bora released the arrow with a sharp look in her eyes, and the wind from the arrow blew her long hair.

She shot an arrow through the bishop's head.