She Is Not a Witch Chapter 121: Dark Moon Family

Amidst the intense panting, Lorraine Hill's figure reappeared in the sky, and there were some incomplete and melted parts on the originally smooth armor and steel wings. Beads of sweat trickled down from his forehead and back, dyeing his hair through.

Through the dark gold film mask, Lorraine Hill overlooked the incandescent sea of ​​flames below. In the distorted light and flames, the originally powerful giant lion fell to the ground with reflective metal sword blades. Some of these blades are more than ten meters long, as sharp as glass, reflecting bright light and shadow in the flames.

The witch who was originally standing on the back of the giant lion disappeared, and under the spread of the sea of ​​flames, other monsters did not approach immediately.

The trees crackled and burned, and then fell, setting off a drifting spark in the sea of ​​fire, which dissipated in the cold night sky.

Not finding the witch for the time being, Lorraine Hill turned his gaze to the outside of the mountain. The small town she was in before was not far from here. If the fire spreads, it is estimated that it will burn there in 1-2 hours.

Are you going to fight the fire, but unfortunately you are still in danger now.

The girl's perception spread along the night wind, looking for the figure of the witch among the roaring and roaring monsters. However, there are too many disturbances nowadays, and she cannot know the location of Ibelle in a short time.

Based on her current state, if she is dealing with a Sequence 7 monster, it is relatively easy, but if she is a Sequence 8 king monster, she may be in a tough fight.

The monsters under Ibelle's hands are different from the wild ones in the outside world. They are more well-trained and have been strengthened by the witch's power. If they can't be killed instantly, they will recover in a short time.

With that in mind, pieces of silver steel wings on Lorraine Hill's back gradually peeled off and turned into pieces like feathers, floating behind him.

Since Ibelle won't show up, she should manage the spreading flames carefully first.

A silver star streaked across the night sky, and these silver steel feathers flew along with Lorraine Hill, like a metal storm, cutting the trees and shrubs along the way into tiny pieces.

Then these fragments were swept up by the swirling airflow and brought to the sea of ​​flames in the middle.

Although this will make the fire wave more intense, fortunately, it also creates a isolation zone, so that the fire sea will stop here and will not spread.

Seeing that these were about to be completed, there was finally a loud cry from the distant sky.

Original Sequence 5: Snow Mountain Thunder Falcon, Original Sequence 6: Air-Piercing Electric Eagle, these monsters were summoned by the Witch, and they were like moving lightning in the air, with scorching tiny traces of electric fire.

Are you looking for a helper to deal with me? It was only then that Lorraine Hill understood what Ebelle would do when he disappeared. But can these monsters really stop her?

Even though she can't use the power of wind and atmosphere at will now, she is still a witch who controls the sky, a miracle star that ordinary people can hardly chase after.

Electric fire flickered, and these Thunderhawks drew a long trajectory in the sky, and then swooped down on the witch below, their figures became faster and faster, and finally looked like blazing lightning. They actually elementalized themselves in a short period of time, which was obviously an ability they had never had before.

With no time to think about the reason, Lorraine Hill also moved at a high speed, but those Thunderhawks shot down like a rain of light, sweeping the airspace in an instant.

Bang! bang bang!

The torrent of electric light penetrates the silver armor, and the instant electric fire melts the armor at high temperature, bringing huge impact and damage. The torrent still hits the body.

The holy armament in his hand was running at full capacity, constantly repairing the broken armor, but the activity level was also rapidly decreasing.

61%....55%....48%....42%....

If a solution is not found, this holy object will enter a dormant state when the activity drops below 5%, and at that time she will not be able to maintain the current Sequence 7 state.

Thoughts in consciousness were running at high speed, and Lorraine Hill looked at the various flowing information on the screen, analyzing nervously and efficiently.

Under the night sky, the silver-winged angel kept flashing while chasing, flashing the torrents of electric fire shot down one after another, and at the same time constantly swung his sword to smash the attacking monsters.

Sure enough, she is still not used to the combat method of the war sequence. Looking back on her own experience, the girl found that she still has too little combat experience at the high-level level.

Since you are not that smart and experienced, let's use some foolish methods.

The sword-winged angel fell from the sky and threw himself into the sea of ​​flames. His figure was also submerged in the blazing light and heat, making it difficult to trace.

The Thunder Falcons of the Electric Battalion are still chasing in the sky. They are constantly summoned by the Witch from other regions, and they have been sharply strengthened. Originally, it was only a Sequence 3-4 monster, but now it has the power of a Sequence 5-6 for a short time. These monsters ruthlessly destroyed the environment, chasing and killing the silver figure that appeared and disappeared at that time.

Hoo——

There was a long whistling in the air, and a dozen or so white giant elephants of Sequence 7 stamped their feet on the hillside. They raised their heads and roared loudly, and then spouted a cold white mist from their mouths and noses, sweeping towards this scorching sea of ​​fire. Hope to extinguish it, so as to find the figure of the silver wing.

Ice crystal debris condensed in the air, and countless grasses, land, shrubs, and bark were quickly covered with a layer of gray-white frost, and some even froze into pieces and scattered on the ground.

Facing the grouped Warcraft Legion, Lorraine Hill's range of activities began to be greatly reduced.

Thunder Falcons hovered high in the sky, dense dark clouds gradually gathered, and lightning flashed in them from time to time, and then penetrated the air and fell down.

Crack!

There was another shocking thunder, as if the gods were tearing apart the sky with their hands. The dazzling thunder light briefly flooded the field of vision, and its remaining roar crushed the earth like a hammer, spreading to the people hundreds of miles away. distant lands.

Among the mountains in Longyi Province, today is destined to usher in a sleepless night. Many residents were awakened in the darkness of the night, and then far away, a brilliant and intense fire lit up the sky, and huge sparks floated in the night sky from time to time. Then there was another burst of lightning and thunder, and fragments of thunder flashed from time to time, which made people feel strange and frightened.

Under the cover of the intense thunder, several figures were running around in embarrassment among the forests and mountains.

The helmet that Lottie was wearing had already been scraped off by the branches, and there were some scratches and bloodstains on his face. The clothes on his body were full of mud and damage, and the thread and bloodstains made the originally clean cloak messy. She was panting violently, her footsteps were moving as heavy as lead, and every time she took a step, it seemed as if her heart was about to jump out.

"I, I'm afraid I won't be able to walk anymore." Even an extraordinary person, after running such a long distance, gradually reached the limit.

"Take my hand." In the dark night, Geersmi frowned, looking back nervously, worried about the pursuers who might catch up.

Although scattered running sounds can still be heard in the woods behind, fortunately there is still a distance away, and he will not be caught up for a while.

It's a pity that they don't have the energy to accelerate now, otherwise they can get rid of these elite legion soldiers here.

A white light briefly flashed across the night sky, and another burst of thunder came from the distant mountains.

"What happened over there?" Even Lottie could sense the chaotic fluctuations coming from the area where the lightning was located.

"I don't know, but it's a good thing, it can help us attract attention." Geersmi dragged Lottie up the mountain, grabbing branches from time to time to stabilize his footsteps.

"A little further on, there is a dense and complex jungle, where we should be able to get rid of these people behind us."

"Persist for a while, they should have reached their limit." Geersmi comforted the young lady behind her.

"Hmm..." Lottie was still a little confused in his mind at this time, and subconsciously answered, and then cast his eyes on the high mountains in the distance, where lightning flashed and thundered, and eye-catching fireworks burst out from time to time.

And in the suddenly lit incandescent thunder, he suddenly saw a figure among the trees in the forest. It was a young boy with short pale hair.

"Did you find it? What a coincidence."

Having said so, the 17-year-old boy doesn't seem to care about his exposure. His figure suddenly disappeared from the treetops, and then appeared in front of the two of them, and only then did Lottie see him holding a black scythe.

The blade of the sickle reflected a flash of cold light in the thunder, and then randomly rotated and cut it in his hands, and the surrounding trees fell slowly, revealing a smooth cut.

A walkable open space is formed between the two sides.

"You are?" Geersmi sipped low and drew out his dagger, his pupils were fixed on the young man, and he sensed a dangerous aura.

"Me?" The young man stretched out his hand from his wide cuff, revealing his pale fingers. He was holding the handle of the sickle, pointing at the two of them.

"Naturally, I came to help Miss Charlanot." There was a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth.

"But I have never seen you, even the Baskar family, have never heard of an existence similar to you." Geersmi raised strong doubts.

"Well, I'll explain it later. Should we deal with these annoying little sparrows now?" As he spoke, he swung his sickle lightly, and the trees behind them fell one after another, revealing several secretly approaching sergeant.

They were all dressed in pitch-black armor, and they were agile. After being spotted, they would evade again. They pulled out their matte sabers and rushed towards them.

Seeing this, Geersmi rushed over and stopped the two of them in an instant. There was a series of sword lights and metal impact sounds in the air, and then slender blood flowers emerged on Geersmi's body.

Although these sergeants only had the strength of Sequence 4, relying on their excellent equipment and coordination, they quickly suppressed Geersmi.

"Looks like uncle needs help." The boy's voice suddenly rang in Lottie's ear, making her skin crawl and her heart shivering.

"Can you help Mr. Goldsmith?" Lottie said with a slightly trembling voice. Although she didn't like Goldsmith, this is now the last person she can trust.

"Is this Miss Charlanot begging me?" The boy's voice was like a cold spring mixed with ice.

Looking at Geersmi's gradual inability to hold on, with more and more wounds on his body, Lottie became more and more anxious.

"Yes, please."

"You are such a kind lady, hahaha." In the woods where swords were clashing, the young man let out an eye-catching laugh, and then the two sergeants also changed their attack targets, and turned to Lottie and the young man. Come on surprise.

"Then I will reluctantly agree, who will make me the most loyal servant of the royal family."

He bowed in front of Lottie with standard etiquette, even the most demanding court ceremonial officer could not be picky. Then the sickle swiped back in an instant, separating the attacking two people in two smoothly.

The strong and warm smell of blood filled the woods, Lottie covered her mouth and nose, a feeling of nausea welled up in her throat.

Afterwards, the young man easily charged into the enemy's formation. The scythe never waved a second time against the enemy. The tree slid down slowly, leaving messy bloodstains behind.

When he swung the sickle again to shake off the blood beads on it, Geersmi finally couldn't hold on anymore and fell down.

"Mr. Goldsmith." Lottie ran over to support the seriously injured man, flustered for a while, and then remembered the wound medicine she carried with her, and hurriedly took it out and applied it to him to prevent him from bleeding to death .

The young man didn't care about all of this, he sat on the top of the tree and looked at the night sky with his scythe on his shoulders. After a long time, Lottie finally healed the wound on Geersmi and helped him to rest under the tree beside him.

"Now, can you tell me your identity? Or, what do you want me to do." Lottie walked over again. She didn't think this young man would help for no reason.

"You're a very smart lady, this saved me a lot of trouble, I'm not very good at explaining." Said the young man jumped off the tree.

He took a few steps forward, held the sickle horizontally in front of him, squatted in a salute, and then stood up.

"I come from the Dark Moon Clan who serve the Green Royal Family. Miss Charlanot can call me Sistine."

"Dark Moon Clan?" Lottie quickly remembered the famous intelligence and assassination organization "Dark Moon" in the history of the empire.

"Haven't you been canceled by the new emperor?" Lottie hesitated to say the information that is circulating now.

"Would Miss Charlanot believe in this kind of thing? A family that is good at intelligence and assassination will perish so easily."

"Perhaps...it's not that easy." Even the Baskar family, which is not good at assassination, can leave a spark in various ways.

"However, since it is Dark Moon, why..." Lottie said, suddenly wanting to understand that the relationship between the royal family and Dark Moon is completely different now.

After the coup d'état by Emmank, Dark Moon is no longer the guardian of the throne, but an obstacle to the current royal family.

"What is the purpose of you finding me?" Lottie began to understand faintly.

"Master Xialanrot should be very clear~IndoMTL.com~My identity and what I want to achieve." The white-haired boy raised his head and looked at the slender young lady.

"You need a strong force to avenge the current royal family, and we also need someone to challenge the current regent and royal family and pave the way for the future to set things right."

"The emperor's golden seat will eventually return to the people who belonged to it, and the Baskar family will rise again in your hands, becoming the new emperor's right-hand man, just like the ancient oath in the past."

[In the third era in 892, the Green King led an army to defeat the remnants of the Oz Kingdom in the south, and made an oath with the ancestors of the Baska family on the Dragon's Back Mountain.

'I will make you the king and guardian of the southern border, and control this rich and fertile land. ’

'And I will also be your sword and shield, guarding the high walls and castles of this empire. ’ The first Patriarch of the Baskar family replied.

After that, this bloodline was separated from the royal family and became one of the most prominent families in the empire. ]