Main World · Western Lands
The white-haired girl raised the magic wand in her hand high, countless vines emerged from the ground, binding one figure after another, suspending them in the firmament, fixing them to the ground.
The surrounding staff immediately rushed forward to restrain these bound individuals.
Then she silently lowered the magic wand in her hand, her whole body tilted slightly, and she fell straight backward.
A vine extended from behind, supporting her body, maintaining her stance.
Then she placed the magic wand on the ground, propped herself up, and walked towards the helicopter beside her.
Looking at the young staff waiting on the helicopter, she opened her mouth hoarsely, "Where's the next?"
Her voice was slow, laden with deep fatigue.
"Miss Goya, you should rest for a moment."
The young staff looked at the white-haired girl, somewhat worried, and asked, "You've been working continuously for a long time."
