She Is Not a Witch Chapter 185: Broken wings

It is night, and a flap of wings descends from the high sky.

The residents of Gu Nuo City are still sleeping soundly, but the bells are ringing incessantly in the city, and the sound of the horn is overshadowed by the sound of the horn. One by one, the elite soldiers quickly set off, took up their weapons, climbed onto the city wall, and prepared fighting.

In the late autumn night, the noisy and noisy crows weighed down like thick dark clouds. These gray-black-winged birds covered the night sky. Like thousands of ghostly fires wandering, bewitching eyes stared at the city under the night.

"Fire!" The sergeants began to direct the soldiers to shoot, but they couldn't kill the howling crows flying in the air.

Suddenly, as if these crows had received some order, they began to flap their wings in a neat and weird rhythm, and then circled in the sky, forming a giant purple vortex in the sky.

As if the cold wind from the abyss **** spreads down from the sky and blows towards the city. This kind of wind penetrates the walls and eaves. People trembled.

The lights in the city began to go out one by one, whether it was the oil lamp in front of the bed, the street lamp by the street, the lantern in the hands of passers-by, or the burning brazier on the city wall. .

The lights on the ground seemed to be swallowed by an invisible black monster, until the earth became as dark as the sky, and the only sound in the world was the flapping wings of the sky.

In this swirling vortex, a faint eye begins to emerge, and a huge and nameless fear arises in everyone's hearts. This eye pupil seems to freeze the body, and there is no secret in itself, and everything is exposed naked In these real eyes, accepting the doomsday sentence.

The world is quiet and silent.

Time seems to have passed hundreds of years, but it seems to be only a moment. When people on the earth feel that their thinking seems to be frozen, a melodious flute pierces the silence and sounds in the night.

Then, in the eyes of everyone, a figure in a white dress slowly rose.

Emerald butterfly wings gradually formed behind her, and as the girl flew, tiny particles of light sprinkled down, embellishing the oppressive sky.

The pupil of the eye in the sky turned accordingly, staring closely at the figure that was slowly taking off.

In a corner that is difficult for ordinary people to detect, the wings on the back of the girl began to glow gray and white, like a rock, but they were quickly washed away by the emerald green brilliance and recovered, and so on and on, gray and emerald green on the edge of the wings Flickering, a kind of danger and fragility permeated thereupon.

Flying in mid-air, the wings behind Lorraine Hill became heavier and heavier, like a boulder, and his body seemed to be a lot stiffer, and his thinking was interrupted for a few microseconds from time to time, and he might stop at any time illusion.

Before meeting the enemy, she was already on the brink of failure.

However, everything was not over yet. After the girl appeared, the flying crows in the sky stopped again, flapped their wings on the spot, and then their bodies swooped down from the sky like arrows.

Purple meteors pierced the sky one after another, and the momentum was so dense that almost the entire sky was completely dyed purple.

Under the influence of the special magic power, these crows gradually blurred their bodies, and finally turned into a fleeting streamer, piercing the girl in the air with an unstoppable momentum.

The girl in the sky also seemed to be frozen, her wings turned gray, countless purple meteors pierced her body, thousands of streamers tore her body apart, and then gushed out from the front of her body.

The scene is like a giant funnel in the sky, and these purple meteors are like high-speed sand grains, passing through the tiny pure white node in the middle, and swarming downward.

The dense meteors tearing apart the soul body seemed to be endless, throwing up and down the slender body in the sky like a broken doll from time to time.

'No...' On the ground below, Geweier was wearing thin clothes and looked at the sky blankly, feeling a little cold in his palms.

Could this be the real strength hidden by the empire? It's so terrifying that she can't even detect where the opponent is or what level it is.

In the sky, that Sequence 6 Miss Jialan died tragically on the spot. Could this be the fate that all of us are about to face.

In the dark pupils, the tiny white shadows were thrown up and down from time to time, and everyone's hearts began to sink to the bottom.

A tall and strong man with an ax roared on the ground, but he couldn't make any sound, as if he was swallowed by the invisible darkness.

In a corner of the barracks, a man wearing glasses commanded the crowd to pull out the cannon, but he could never ignite any flames, and it was difficult for a single spark to appear in the dark night.

All beautiful beliefs are easily shattered in the face of cold reality, making people suffocated by boundless despair.

Everything in consciousness was so chaotic that Lorraine Hill couldn't even perceive his own existence.

Who am I?

One picture after another flashed by at high speed, they were all irrelevant and fragmented, among them were high-rise buildings, a boundless starry sky, a certain dim night desk, a certain shadow running in the fields, and Lost lonely figure walking on the street.

The characters in the picture are all different, and their identities are also very different. There are lonely workers in the city, ignorant students in school, children walking on country roads, and girls flying in the forest. Students attending classes in a bustling institution, and an oriental girl weaving bracelets by the fire.

The memory seems to be disrupted, and the soul is also torn into countless pieces, forming a mottled and messy puzzle, making it difficult to see the original appearance.

The pupils of the young girl in the air slowly lost their luster and fell slowly, like broken feathers.

Looking at the lonely white pieces on the chessboard, Tidess closed her eyes slightly, praying silently in her heart.

It was the first time she had prayed since Dorothy had been gone for hundreds of years. She is a witch and does not believe in gods, but even a witch has fragility and powerlessness that she has to face.

Although the witches maintain peace on the surface~IndoMTL.com~, the hatred and conflicts in the past are still unsolved. The witches of the old and new eras have different concepts, and words alone cannot make them recognize each other. of.

Since the death of Artatis, no one has been able to unite all the witches. Now Lorraine Hill's attempt can be described as an adventure, but the witches on the opposite side are indeed stubborn and merciless .

If the newly born witch can't survive this test, then everything in the past will be repeated, the two sides will face each other coldly, and there will be no chance of reunion.

'Whether it's the sun or the moon, since you made us witches, please bless that girl, it's already such a sad and cold situation, let me have a sweet dream. ’

In the dark night sky, the girl fell slowly, her blue hair faded and returned to pale silver.

Then, a purple-red apple slowly appeared in front of him.

Dark and poisonous, coquettish and weird.