The Queen of Scrolls never admits defeat

The sky gradually darkened, dark clouds gathered, and a faint purple light flickered.

Moran, clad in multiple layers of magical armor and riding a flying broom, stood outside the shelter.

As night fell completely and the rain began to fall, a card flew out of the Book of Cards, transforming into a blue-purple bowl-shaped shield that was placed upside down on her head, protecting the area within two or three meters around her.

As lightning increased in the rain and fog, the electric arcs on the protective shield also gradually increased.

Moran stood there, with lightning flashing overhead, but not a single bolt of lightning struck her.

The lightning in the rain and fog showed no intention of penetrating the protective shield.

The entire protective shield seemed to blend into the surrounding thunderstorm.

Moran, protected in the middle, was unharmed.

It worked!
Moran opened the book of cards and looked at the card.

{Lightning Protection Shield (Purple Night Grassland Exclusive) - Magic Card}
[Function: It can simulate a thunderstorm, foggy night, maintaining a zero potential difference with the surrounding environment at all times to avoid attracting lightning. The shield's shape and size can be adjusted according to the user's position and size.]

This card was created by Moran using knowledge of Earth and water and lightning elemental magic.

Water elemental magic simulates the rain and fog in the surrounding environment, while lightning elemental magic simulates the lightning in the surrounding environment.

What makes the Thunder Night so terrifying is that the rain and fog act as a giant conductor, while the lightning elemental force brewing in space acts as the power source.

When the human body comes into contact with even a little rain or mist, it becomes the other end of a conductor, and instantly a massive amount of lightning formed from the elemental force of thunder will pour down, which even a true top-level witch cannot withstand.

Even the {Multiple Magic Armor Card} doesn't have much effect.

But now, instead of blocking it, she created a shield that could simulate charged rain and fog. The shield became part of the surrounding rain and fog, and even the lightning contained within it was indistinguishable from the surrounding environment.

Without a potential difference, her shield also becomes a "conductor," so naturally it won't attract lightning.

The air inside the shield remained as dry as during the day, with no conductive water vapor, so Moran was naturally unharmed.

That's what they call joining the fight if you can't beat them!
After standing for a few minutes in the rainy night to confirm that the card was really useful, Moran took out his flying broom and prepared to travel a little further under the cover of night.

As soon as her feet left the ground, the bowl-shaped protective shield transformed into a circular shield that completely enveloped the flying broom and her.

She flew through the night in the thunderstorm, seemingly oblivious to the surrounding lightning.

With the threat of lightning gone, Moran had the energy to appreciate the night view of the green meadow.

I must say, this purple sky has a unique charm.

Every now and then, you can see some wild animals lying low on the ground to take shelter from the rain, and you can take advantage of this opportunity to pick up some scraps.

"Huh? What is that?"

When Moran flew to the middle of the grassland, slightly closer to the core area, he suddenly saw a group of cows and sheep huddled together in a low-lying area below the grassy slope ahead.

"When did the cattle and sheep start living together?" she wondered as she flew over. Upon closer inspection, she was shocked to find that all the cattle and sheep had fainted.
Moreover, they weren't huddled together on their own; they were tightly bound together with straw ropes.

Moran quickly realized why he did this.

The wild beasts in the grasslands have been tempered by the night of thunder and lightning, evolving skin that can resist lightning. However, this is no longer effective on the dead. Only animal hides combined with flowing animal blood can resist lightning.

Dead animals are useless, so they knock out wild beasts, tie them up, and use them as a cover to protect themselves from lightning. "Which little witch came up with this brilliant idea? But why choose a mountain hollow of all places?"

The rain on a stormy night may not seem heavy, but it can form a conductive mist, with a very high water vapor content.

As night falls, rainwater inevitably gathers into trickles and flows into the mountain valleys.

When the soil in the ravine becomes too moist, it will also conduct electricity!
Moran descended a little deeper into the valley and shouted using his megaphone, "Is anyone there? Who's down there?"

The three little witches, draped in animal skins and nestled under the cattle and sheep, twitched their ears.

"The prophetic turning point has finally arrived!" Bertha exclaimed happily. "Let's get out of here! We won't get electrocuted here!"

Anne hesitated, "Bertha, are you sure? If we go out and it turns out to be something else, we'll only be able to rely on the Dean for help! All the supplies we managed to gather after returning from the Green Swamp will be confiscated."

"It sounds like Moran's voice to me," Anna said. "Could it be that the turning point is Moran?"

“That’s very likely!” Bertha said. “Although my predictions are sometimes right and sometimes wrong, I believe that this time my prediction is correct.”

When the crisis struck in the evening, we found a temporary solution through prophecy, and it proved to be effective.

Then the prophetic turning point that can turn danger into safety will surely come.

And we don't have any other choice, do we?

I can already feel the ground getting wet. The rain hasn't stopped, and the thunder hasn't subsided. If this keeps up, we won't make it through the stormy night.

Annie thought about it and realized that made sense: "Then I'll go out and take a look first, since I'm in the best condition right now."

Anna and Bertha were both injured.

She squeezed out, peeking out from under the huddled cattle and sheep, only to find no rain or mist, nor the tingling sensation of lightning. She strained to look up and met a pair of purple eyes:

"Senior!"

All her worries vanished instantly. She quickly crawled out, untied the ropes binding the cattle and sheep, and dug Bertha and Anna out of the pile of animals.

"Bertha, Anna, it really is Senior Moran!"

Moran looked at the three pitiful junior girls and said, "You don't know how to deal with the night in the Purple Night Grassland, and you've still managed to hold on until now. It's really tough on you."

"Purple Night Grassland?" Annie asked, puzzled.

Anna and Bertha were badly injured. It had taken them a lot of effort to crawl out of the pile of cattle and sheep, and now they were just panting.

Anne is slightly better, but not by much.

"Let's heal the wounds first!" Moran said, drawing his wand and conjuring a water blanket one meter wide and two meters long on the ground.
"Go on up. This is the same as Ms. Amisa's magic waterbed, just a little smaller. The three of you should be able to squeeze in."

The treatment might not be as effective as Ms. Amisha's, but it should be more than enough to heal the three of you.

She's practiced this magical waterbed so far, but she hasn't used its healing effects even once; she's only used it to restore her mental and physical strength.

This will be a good opportunity to see how effective the treatment is.

The three little witches sat on the water blanket and immediately felt a familiar sense of comfort. Their tense nerves relaxed instantly, and they almost fell asleep on the spot. (End of Chapter)