Are you kidding ?
Usually, when there were benefits, their Windsor clan would take them.
Why should they be the ones to suffer and endure hardships when the ti ca?
This master is no longer serving you.
Holding onto this ntality, many people in the adventurer city imdiately began packing up their valuables after hearing Lan Qingyou's ultimatum.
Just as so people said, since there were shelters outside anyway, the worst-case scenario was just returning to the life they had right after their initial transmigration.
Although there were still so inconveniences, and they couldn't just find soone to chat with anyti without worrying about getting their ho raided like they could in the city.
But at least they still had their lives.
Moreover, whether buying or renting, who living in the adventurer city wasn't a wealthy person?
Going back now was just starting over again.
Connections and resources were all still there; it couldn't even be considered starting from scratch.
Of course, there were also those guys who had to empty out all their resources to buy a house.
These people could only consider themselves unlucky.
Who asked them to insist on buying? Now that disaster had struck, there wasn't even a possibility of going to the Supre Council to ask for their resources back.
Others wouldn't recognize that claim either.
However, just as the crowd quickly packed up their valuables and rushed out of their hos, preparing to flee this place of trouble, an anomaly suddenly occurred.
Boom—
With a loud bang, countless aborigines who had just walked out of their hos turned their heads in succession.
Then, they saw a figure that would cause them to have trouble sleeping for a very long ti.
It was a monster about a dozen stories high, entirely reddish-brown in color.
Its lower body was a fleshy tumor-like 'base' about twenty ters in diater, and on top of this tumor was a long, slender body like a bamboo pole.
From its posture, it looked like a female body, but the countless slender willow-like tentacles branching out from its shoulders, and the head with no eyes or ears but only a bloody maw filled with sharp teeth, made people feel that this was simply a monster.
Every ti this monster opened its mouth, it would let out a harsh, screeching howl like a steel brush scratching a blackboard.
Ugly.
At first glance, this word would definitely pop into anyone's mind.
Following closely behind was a feeling of nausea welling up from the bottom of their hearts.
Perhaps because the entire monster appeared reddish-brown and grayish-black, it looked exceptionally filthy.
It was like a rag that had just wiped up fish blood; just looking at it made people feel sowhat unable to accept it.
No...
It wasn't just uncomfortable anymore.
So people started vomiting two or three seconds after seeing this monster.
So even failed to catch their breath and fainted directly on the spot.
Lan Qingyou, five hundred ters above the city, naturally saw it, and the witches saw it too.
But unlike the others, what they felt was completely different from what those transmigrators in the Rolling Thunder Wilderness felt.
Especially those hundred or so witches who had previously been trapped in the dungeon with Lan Qingyou; their feelings were even clearer.
"Whoa! A ntal attack!"
A certain witch sitting on the ruined walls swung her legs and exclaid in this way.
The mont the monster appeared, that familiar feeling surged into their hearts.
This was exactly the sa attack thod as when they encountered that Beast Emperor in the dungeon before.
That so-called nausea welling up from the bottom of their hearts also originated from this.
However, having learned their lesson from last ti, the returning witches imdiately ard themselves.
Are you kidding ?
We are witches!
We can lose in other aspects, but we absolutely cannot be defeated ntally.
Otherwise, as witches known for their ntal strength, it would be too embarrassing.
Especially the magic-type witches, who in order to arm themselves, didn't hesitate to exchange magic items of other attributes on hand with rchants they knew for ntal-type magic items.
Other confused witches followed suit after asking around.
This once caused a scene where ntal-type items were out of stock in the magic item trading market.
This resulted in the fact that although this monster's entrance was very shocking, and its figure looked sufficient to be a boss level enemy.
But apart from so transmigrators, the other witches basically suffered no substantial harm.
Of course.
Because of those countless willow-like tentacles wildly flailing about, there were still quite a few witches nearby who didn't dodge in ti and were hit.
But this was only the initial mont when the monster burst out from underground.
Moreover, this kind of flesh wound was a piece of cake for the witches.
They just needed to sprinkle a vial of healing potion directly on the wound.
If it still didn't heal, then they would use two vials.
In short, the potions that were precious in the eyes of others were used by them to squander willfully without feeling any heartache.
"Boss, leave this monster to us."
Just as the monster appeared and Lan Qingyou put down the microphone in her hand, the Nightmare Witch Catherine, beside her, stepped forward with the mbers of her dungeon squad.
"Mm."
After all, they were existences who had previously kited that 'dog' in the dungeon with her. Lan Qingyou was naturally very clear about their strength and their degree of mastery over the flying brooms.
So, without asking anything, she nodded and agreed to Catherine's request.
Upon receiving approval, Catherine and the dungeon group mbers behind her imdiately jumped onto their flying brooms.
Compared to others, these guys who had once dealt with the Beast Emperor's corpse for days and nights were indeed a cut above the other witches in controlling flying brooms.
After all, at that ti, they still didn't know about the Resurrection Spell.
So, their skills were all practiced at the risk of their lives.
For others, the third gear might be the fastest speed, but for this group of witches, the third gear was just the starting speed.
Because they had the experience of kiting the Beast Emperor in the dungeon last ti, these guys felt unsatisfied no matter how they flew after returning.
So, they found Margaret, the Imagination Witch who managed the industrial area, to help them directly modify and speed up their original flying mounts.
Then.
This group of guys, who were supposed to be classified as the 'dungeon raiding group' and the 'second clan leader's personal guard after the Witch Legion', beca an out-and-out biker gang.
Being ridiculously fast was one thing, so of them even bizarrely attached various animal skulls to the front of their flying brooms.
And for the sake of flying aesthetics and overall completion, these guys even modified their robes into a hooded style.
When flying, they would always take off their witch's hats and put their hoods over their heads to speed wildly.
That image, from a distance, no longer looked like witches; using the word sorceress or an even more evil hag would be more appropriate.
However, Lan Qingyou didn't mind.
Anyway, apart from the uniform requirent of wearing black robes, there were no other dress code requirents.
Although it was a bit avant-garde, it was still acceptable.
After all, everyone is a child with a rich personality; who doesn't have a bit of a flamboyant character?
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