Something is wrong with Miss Witch

Alytia first introduced the battle situation. This resource point had been almost completely eaten up by the witches.

Only the biggest piece of cake is left.

How to pry open the turtle shell without damaging the wealth inside is what they care about.

Alydia said, "We may still have to rely on your magic."

When talking about this, Alytia was extremely envious.

Its infectiousness is almost comparable to that of the Witch Plague, and it does not damage items.

It can confuse the opponent's mind and perform special attacks on intelligent creatures!

It is simply an excellent talent for conquering other dimensions!

She found the map and drew a small circle west of the Forest of Hope. "This is the direction of our attack."

"It's not just me who wants to obtain the godhood of the God of Alchemy. Other witches also desire it."

Alytia shook her head.

The allure of the God of Alchemy's divinity even attracted the attention of dozens of witches.

"Whoever breaks through the entire defense first will gain the right to challenge the God of Alchemy."

Alydia sighed.

Lou Yue was not surprised, because that was how witches were.

The Kingdom of the God of Alchemy has been treated as a copy. Whoever breaks through the Spark Base, the forward base, first will have the priority to challenge the Kingdom of the God of Alchemy.

All witches agree to this rule.

The little witch thought for a moment and said, "I can help you, but sisters should settle accounts clearly."

Lou Yue blinked: "My talent has evolved, so my appearance fee will be more expensive."

Alytia understood this kind of thing. She stretched out her fingers and said, "Three hundred thousand magic stones."

"So little." Lou Yue puffed up her cheeks: "No."

Alydia muttered, "This is already my wife Ben."

The little witch rolled her eyes and said, "I don't believe it. Do you only have so few wives?"

Alydia immediately feigned anger: "Okay, you are really spying on my wife Ben!"

The little witch laughed and said, "You can't get a wife anyway, so why save up money for a wife?"

Alytia was furious: "Who said that? Who said that? Stand up! Why do you slander us Alchemy Witches?"

"Ms. Ming Qiang, a renowned scholar in the witch world, has detailed her paper, 'Observation Report on the Marriage and Romance of a Certain Type of Witch,' that the marriage rate among alchemy witches is one in ten million within a hundred years. This means that in a hundred years, only one in ten million alchemy witches will marry."

Miss Lou Yue coughed and said in the tone and manner of a Nobel Prize ceremony host, "Ms. Alydia, do you think you are one in ten million?"

Alydia turned her face away and said, "The marriage rate among alchemy witches is low because we all love to work. We devote our limited lives to endless work. We contribute to the witch world. You don't understand anything at all."

"Also, only looking at the marriage rate within the past hundred years is a bit biased for an Alchemy Witch. At least, we should look at the past five hundred years!"

Miss Lou Yue was immediately filled with awe: "Lily, I don't know when you became a civil servant witch. Are you very much like them?"

Alytia's face was swollen with anger. She puffed her cheeks and said angrily, "I can only give you one million magic stones at most."

Lou Yue shook her head: "Not enough."

Alydia was numb.

Sister, my good sister.

Yuebao, my dear Yuebao.

I treat you as my treasure, and you treat me as your enemy, right?

Just keep saying "hmm"?

When fellow villagers meet, do they stab each other?

The more familiar they are, the more ruthless the knife strikes?

Alytia puffed up her face like a puffed-up pufferfish.

Lou Yue took a look and found that not only her face was bulging, but other parts of her body were bulging as well!

This is definitely the fat accumulated by being lazy and gluttonous!

A light and slim figure like mine is proof of being a hardworking witch!

Lou Yue thought so and said with a smile: "Of course, I still have this condition."

Alydia stared at her: "You want to squeeze your sisters dry, right?"

Lou Yue smiled and touched her arm. If he wanted to squeeze you dry, there would be no need to go through so much trouble.

I feel like you're looking down on me.

Alytia stared at Lou Yue.

Lou Yue also said in a teasing tone: "Of course I need your most precious thing - your smile. This is the treasure."

Alytia had never seen such a scene before.

Her face flushed instantly, and she couldn't help but look at Lou Yue with resentment.

"Yuebao! Are you kidding me?!"

Miss Lou Yue said in a very serious tone: "We are friends, that's why we do this!"

No one would believe you.

Alytia thought resentfully and could only smile.

But Miss Lou Yue clicked her tongue and shook her head like a picky customer: "Lily, you are not sweet enough."

Alytia had no choice but to smile a little sweeter.

But Lou Yue shook her head again: "Not yet, your smile is not good enough."

Alydia was furious: "How can you see with your eye ring on?"

Lou Yue said lovingly: "Because Lily's smile is so sweet that it touches my heart."

Alydia blushed again.

She couldn't help but say, "Then smile for me, you just know how to make things difficult for me!"

You're asking for trouble, Lily.

Lou Yue crossed her hands in front of her chest.

He tilted his head slightly and smiled.

Sweet and charming.

Still with purity.

Like the smile of white moonlight in summer.

Alytia couldn't help but feel annoyed.

Was he stupid? Why would he challenge Miss Lou Yue in her area of ​​expertise?

Miss Lou Yue has been working in the tavern for so long that smiling has become an instinct for her.

She was angry, but she also felt that Miss Lou Yue's smile was even more adorable.

But then I thought that I seemed to have no white moonlight at all!

An inexplicable sadness lingered in Alytia's heart.

After reading this, Miss Lou Yue just wants to say, it’s not your fault that you became an alchemy witch!

Chapter 438 Hey, Alchemy Witch

Under Miss Lou Yue's training, Alytia finally showed a perfect smile.

Although Alytia didn't know how much benefit her current smile would bring her in the future.

However, Lou Yue still felt a little disgusted.

"Forget it, let it be." Lou Yue shook his head and sighed: "Ah, the Alchemy Witch. Ah, the Dead Otaku Girl."

Stab Alytia with one knife after another.

Alytia was already dissatisfied, and she puffed her cheeks as if she wanted to spank this bad girl hard.

But the bad girl just slid away with a giggle: "Remember to notify me when you start."

The golden girl could only sulk by herself.

The gods in the Spark Base have been discussing it day after day, but in the end there is no solution.

Because all the surrounding elemental planes were captured by the witches, the magic of many mages suffered large-scale failure and weakened.

The highly evolved wizard civilization relies heavily on the magical conveniences provided by the elemental plane.

So, now they are feeling very uncomfortable.

Now only some ancient magic and divine arts can have the same power as before.

The refugee problem is even more of a headache for the gods.

If this problem is not solved, when the refugees rush into the forest, the mazes and traps they set will be completely destroyed.

And the morale of the soldiers is also very difficult to deal with.

Moreover, the signs of the witches' attack were already clear.

They even notified all the refugees and told them the time to launch the attack!

Just tomorrow!

The tens of billions of refugees surrounding the Forest of Hope were suddenly terrified.

They all crowded into the Forest of Hope like a tide.

The tide was so fierce that it almost caught the defensive elves inside off guard.

These refugees were so pitiful that the elves couldn't bear to shoot them outside the Elf Forest.

The elf captain looked at the refugees indifferently, with the bow and arrow in his hand fully drawn like a moon.

The other teammates felt a little reluctant, but no one said anything.

The bowstrings creaked, and finally a priest couldn't help but say, "Captain."

The elf captain said indifferently: "If we let them go, what about our families behind us? What about our defense line? What should we do?"

The elf captain looked at her and said, "The witches don't answer or pay any attention to these refugees. They want to capture us, the high-value lives. If you were captured, can you imagine what would happen to you?"

When he said this, the pastor couldn't help but shudder.

They knew what the two elves looked like outside Golden Lemon City.

The kind of tossing and turning, looking like he was in excruciating pain.

Also, that lowest, most extreme, most evil posture that seems like depravity.

It simply scares all women.

What is most frightening is that the so-called most beautiful deity among all the gods, Lady Drowning Purple, was also captured.

I just can't believe what's going on!

The priest trembled. She hesitated for a moment before continuing, "Captain, your arrows and our mana regeneration potions are limited. If we waste our vital weapons and supplies on these refugees, we'll face similar waves of enemies later, and we'll likely be left without weapons."

The elf captain was stunned. She looked at the refugees who were migrating into the depths of the forest like a herd of beasts under the big tree, and then looked at the enemies in the distance who were like dark clouds pressing down on her head.

She finally let go of the bow.

Looking at her teammates, she said, "Let's pull back too, to prevent enemies from being mixed in with the refugees."

Several teammates pulled back obediently.

There really aren't any spies mixed in with the witches.

Because the witches are so lazy, there is really no need to send out spies.