Distributed in a fan shape, riding on the tall green wolf are some tree-shaped creatures exuding a majestic aura.
It is about two meters tall, its skin is like a dead tree, and there are many branches on its body.
Occasionally, a fresh green leaf will suddenly appear on one of these creatures, swaying in the wind.
All these creatures riding on the green wolf were wearing simple armor, covering their shoulders and elbows, and there was a dull breastplate on the chest.
In mid-air in the center of the knight-like army, a group of flat creatures was constantly squirming and shrouded in black mist. It was staring at the altar not far away.
The tall pentagonal altar was surrounded by more than a dozen humanoid creatures, all covered by white robes. Following the strange spells chanted from their mouths, a figure slowly appeared on the ground projected by the altar.
Open the door.
"Augustin, the promise has been fulfilled. Please give me those two little bamboo shoots." The cold voice contained a hint of disgust. The delicate woman slowly walked down the hill holding a little girl holding a doll. This little girl
The girl blinked her big eyes and looked timidly at these strange creatures in front of her.
"Hehe, Ms. Octavire, since you insist not to participate in this development, then the area where this lord is located will no longer welcome you." A high-pitched voice came from the black mist suspended in the air,
Then from the black mist, two small bamboo shoots hugging each other were delivered to the woman.
With a frosty face, she stretched out her hand to catch the two small bamboo shoots floating over, then lowered her head to check the condition of the small bamboo shoots.
Petite in size, with a pale pink body and a pleasant smile on his face, he is still sleeping.
The other bamboo shoot holding it in its arms was much larger. Although it was also in a coma, there was fear on its face and there were tears in the corners of its eyes.
With the penetration of a trace of spiritual power, the status of the two bamboo shoots was soon discovered by Ms. Octavier. She pulled the little girl beside her and quickly rose into the sky and flew into the distance.
"Mom, Mom, what happened?" The little girl holding the doll looked curiously at everything under her feet and asked.
Looking at the little girl with gentle eyes, Ms. Octavier said softly. "Deborah, a war is about to break out here. Can mom take you out of here?"
"Okay, okay," the excited little girl clapped her hands, but her expression soon turned melancholy. She stroked the hair of the doll in her hand and pouted. "But I miss my big brother..."
Looking at little Deborah with a depressed expression, Ms. Octavire sighed slightly, stopped in the air, and looked at the situation under her feet.
On the grass beneath her feet, there were several teams still marching towards Lord Augustine.
One of the teams made a loud noise, as some huge stones were slowly moving, forming a neat and huge team.
There is also a team composed entirely of large butterflies, which are flying close to the ground.
There were countless four-winged bats in the sky above these big butterflies. They flapped their wings and passed by her quickly. Their furry bodies exuded a faint breath of energy, and their split mouths had sharp teeth.
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The pocket on her waist suddenly moved, and Ms. Octavere, who lowered her head, saw the two small bamboo shoots popping out of the pocket.
The pale pink body was trembling, and the little wrinkled face was full of fear.
"Mom, don't eat me..." Holding the sleeping bamboo shoot tightly in his arms, the huge bamboo shoot howled loudly. "I'm still a child, please spare us..."
Ms. Octavire smiled bitterly, stretched out her hand, held it in her palm, and comforted her with a smile. "Don't be afraid, I have asked you from Lord Augustine, and you are safe now."
The tears disappeared in an instant, and the eyes of the little bamboo shoot were wide-eyed and rolling. It carefully looked at the delicate woman in front of it, and after a while, it finally sat down with its legs weak.
"Huh..." The little bamboo shoot gasped for air and patted its chest gently, as if it was finally relieved.
Holding the little girl Deborah's hand, Ms. Octavier found a slightly higher hill and landed. She placed the two bamboo shoots on the ground and began to ask. "Say your name, and then tell me
Why did you become Lord Augustine's prisoner?"
Watching Ms. Octavier warily, Xiaozhuzhao hesitated for a long time before speaking.
It turned out that it was Little Nemo who was sent back to the fairy world by Raymond. However, not long after he returned here, he ran into Lord Augustine's patrol team and was captured and imprisoned.
The terrifying Lord Augustine left little Nemo with no room for resistance and could only become his prisoner. Faced with the threat that Lord Augustine would eat his brother and sister, he could only tell everything that had happened before.
As Little Nemo narrated, Ms. Octavere, who was listening, had a look of surprise on her face.
Ms. Octavire, who sighed deeply and shook her head with a wry smile, pondered for a long time before putting everything together and sorting out the most likely facts.
Just because Little Nemo returned to Raymond again after entering the fairy world, this caused the positioning particles set by Lord Augustine to be brought to Raymond's room, so the ambitious Augustine
The lord seized this opportunity and prepared to launch an invasion of the wizarding world.
If it hadn't been for feeling Raymond's familiar aura on Little Nemo, Octavier wouldn't have wanted to ask Lord Augustine for help, and would have no way of knowing the reason for this invasion.
Octavier, who thought of this, once again focused her gaze in the direction of Lord Augustine, and spoke as if talking to herself. "Although there is no doubt about the power of the fairy world, but with your strength alone,
It’s simply ridiculous to want to invade even though you have little strength.”
"Dear Madam, what are you going to do with us?" Holding his sister tightly in his arms, little Nemo looked at Ms. Octavire, who looked a little strange, with some fear.
"Deal with it?" Her thoughts were interrupted. Octavier stared at the frightened little Nemo for a long time before she smiled. "Are you willing to be my little daughter Deborah's friend?"
Little Nemo immediately nodded his head and followed him like a kowtowing bug. He immediately climbed onto Little Deborah's shoulders and squatted there obediently.
Ms. Octavire laughed loudly, grabbed the little girl's hand and flew into the sky, flying resolutely into the distance.
But her true mood is far from as relaxed as what she just said... (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Piaotian Literature Register Member to recommend this work. Your support is my biggest motivation