Constructing-Style Wizard

Chapter 330

Chapter 330: 127. Accompanying Witch_3

At this point, the only way to go was to speed up and quickly reach Union City.

Thinking about the level of “Mental Trauma” increasing every 30 minutes, Noland Lee felt anxious and wished he could add a rocket booster to the magic car.

The magic car accelerated continuously, heading straight for Union City and leaving the double-winged mutants far behind.

Noland Lee looked away from the rearview mirror, pursed his lips, and focused on driving the magic car through the sky.

From time to time, painful groans were heard from Philia inside the car.

After considering for a moment, Noland gritted his teeth and fetched a Life Elixir from the Blood Haven for Philia.

The Life Elixir was of no effect.

It was specifically designed for physical injuries, which had no impact on mental trauma.

Noland sighed in his heart.

Now he could only step on the gas and hurry back to Union City.

Time slowly passed, and the magic car raced through the sky.

Philia’s body convulsed in her seat, uttering frightened cries in her coma, as if she were fighting demons in her dreams.

Noland glanced at her panel; the “Psychic Trauma” would level up in three minutes, but they were still at least 40 minutes away from Union City.

As he felt anxious, a strange figure appeared in the distant grassland.

It was a woman.

with a black veil covering her face, holding a dimly lit

Three-circled Wizard

recognized

pale arm at the

Philia

to tell him she knew how

his encounter with Denise and wondered whether it was a coincidence or if she was waiting for him on

slowed down a little

indeed Denise Green herself, rather than a

door opened and closed; Denise sat down on the back

her face, revealing a sharp chin and

the rearview mirror, her

that, I would like to have a private conversation with you.

Denise spoke, Noland felt wrapped in a subtle warmth, as if he was not in the car but by a cozy

Denise through

as you heal Philia, I

Denise nodded slightly.

“Hm.”

raised her arms, reaching out both hands towards Philia, who was

with a delicate pink hue like that

gently

chant, Denise’s fingertips emitted

of life, the threads of

do not,

fingertips disappeared into Philia’s skull, and the pain on her face vanished. Her pale cheeks regained their rosy hue, and her breath

cast Deconstruction, refreshed Philia’s Personal Panel, and glanced

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