Constructing-Style Wizard

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.

covering her face, holding a dimly lit torch in her

was Denise Green, the Three-circled

immediately recognized her

waved her pale arm at the magic car as if trying

and pointed at Philia in the passenger seat, then at herself with

nodded slightly at Noland as if to tell him she knew how to heal

with Denise and wondered whether it was a coincidence or if she was waiting for

thought, he slowed down a little

indeed Denise Green herself, rather than a mental magic creation by Samuelson, then stopped the

car door opened and closed; Denise sat down on the back seat, and the torch in her

the veil from her face, revealing a sharp chin

mirror,

Philia’s injuries. After that, I would like to have a private conversation with you.

Noland felt wrapped in a subtle warmth, as if he

nodded at Denise through the rearview

As long as you heal Philia, I will have a private conversation

Denise nodded slightly.

“Hm.”

out both hands towards Philia,

crystal clear, with a delicate pink hue like that of

gently pressed

emitted a faint yellow light like

of life, the

but do not,

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