She Is Not a Witch Chapter 149: Dragon of Nightmare

Among the ruins after the flames dissipated, a large pit with a width of more than 100 meters appeared, with undispelled green smoke still emitting from it, and a burnt smell permeated the air.

There were fallen soldiers and fine soil lying in the big pit. They were scattered, a few screamed in pain, and most of them were buried motionless in the soil, no longer showing signs of life.

"Let's fight." Looking at the big hole in front of him, a dark brown female warrior stepped out.

Beside her, soldiers with guns and shields were neatly separated like a tide, making way for this powerful transcendent.

The spear waving in her hand swung wantonly, and the air was filled with the sound of lightning. flames.

"Roar—" The red dragon in the sky roared again, and the four dragon knights of Sequence 6 cooperated with the giant dragon of Sequence 7 below them, exuding powerful magic shocks, stirring the mana in the atmosphere, and gradually turning it into a fiery red The flowing clouds gathered, and then condensed into burning flames falling into the sky.

The original bright sky was gradually covered by lead-colored thick clouds, and fiery red meteors were whistling and burning, slowly slicing across the sky, leaving a long trail of flames, hitting the charging legions below Soldier.

They are the last remaining force of the Baskar family. Although they are less than one-tenth of what they used to be, they are still an extremely terrifying force in today's southern border.

In the heyday of the Baskar family before the world cataclysm, there were more than 500 scarlet dragons in Sequence 7, and they were controlled by dragon knights in the same Sequence 7. They were the well-deserved overlords of the sky.

Even in the Great Crusade after the world changed, there were nearly a hundred giant dragons that had reached Sequence 7 again, but unfortunately most of them disappeared on the battlefield. As a sacrificial child and a victim.

But as the guarding dukes of the southern border for hundreds of years, their heritage is not so easily ruined. After the lord's house was tragically cleared, they set off rebellions several times, and this time they put all their eggs in one basket and took out the few remaining A noble and extraordinary person.

"Dragon of Doom, roar with me!"

On the high mountain castle, dozens of dragon wizards wearing dragon horn masks and robes with metal corners formed a special magic circle. The phantom of the dragon gradually appeared in the sky.

Dragon Sequence 8 Jabba Walker

The fantasy dragon that only exists in nightmares is not a product of nature, but a fantasy dragon created by the secret method of the Baskar family. Compared with ordinary dragons, this dragon has a more special shape.

The scales on the body surface are magnificent and gradually changing, like metal, like gemstones, and the long wings are not fleshy wings, but wings covered with feathers, like some kind of bird, its feathers are mixed with red, green, yellow and blue, four The different colors are scattered and scattered, giving people a coquettish and strange dreamy feeling.

Seeing this Sequence 8 giant dragon phantom gradually taking shape in the air, the legion commander below frowned deeply and waved his sword to command.

"Let all the 8 elite regiments under the 71st Legion take lava potion, poisonous lizard potion, and swift spirit potion."

"Yes, my lord." Although the orderly was surprised, he still conveyed it quickly.

These three are all gold-grade medicines. Although the elite regiments have always been equipped with them, they are also extremely expensive and rare. Before the critical moment, the commander never allows the soldiers to take them.

It's not only because of the extraordinary gold coins, but also the side effects of the medicine. If three medicines are taken together, half of the life may be lost after the battle. It will take a lot of time to recuperate and detoxify.

Soon, a strange whistle sounded on the battlefield.

Then elite soldiers took out the temporarily dispensed potion, bit off the bottle cap and quickly poured it down.

The turbulent magic power began to burn in the body, and the feeling of burning the stomach spread with the body, and the outer layer of the skin began to be covered with a layer of dark red color. After that, the remaining sparks in the air and the atmosphere were no longer hot.

This is lava potion, which can greatly enhance the resistance to high temperature and burn.

Afterwards, bursts of twitching pain came from the muscles of the limbs, and the fibers of the muscles began to become tough and stiff. Leaves a light white mark that cannot break the skin.

This is poisonous lizard potion, which can temporarily petrify some tissues, greatly improving its defense.

After the last bottle of medicine was poured, the soldiers felt that their bodies seemed to be getting lighter and lighter, and they began to break away from the shackles of gravity, as if they could walk in the air. A large block of flame smashed.

"Kill!"

These soldiers shouted in unison, and the staggered spear points rushed forward like a tide of white blades, piercing through the garrison soldiers in the middle of the mountain, and marching towards the topmost castle.

"Aren't you ready yet?" Geersmi was wearing a gray coat, with only a badge of a red dragon on a black background on his chest.

He anxiously asked a masked dragon wizard, who told him not to disturb him.

"This ceremony has an extraordinary meaning, we can't advance and speed up, it will only lead to failure." Waving his hand, the priest-like dragon wizard walked out of the castle again and came to the top rooftop.

"Shout, swim, you are the evil of the heart, the fear of the living, the nightmare of dreams, Jabba Walker!"

This long prayer, in the mouth of a kind of dragon wizard, is like singing, like sighing, ups and downs, and the magic power in the sky also swims from it, constantly filling the phantom that is gradually forming.

Standing on the top of the castle, Charlanrot held on to the broken wall and looked up at the sky. The stretching body of the dragon seemed to cover the entire sky. its storage.

"Is this the origin of our family's name, the Dragon of Doom?"

The fictitious lines and scales gradually condensed, and the four-colored wings began to wave slowly, a kind of powerful oppression on the soul, slowly hitting.

At the foot of the mountain, heavily armed legionnaires fought hard, and from time to time there were flashes of brilliant arcs and explosions in the army. They were rare War Sequence 6 transcendents. They were like the condensed will of the legion. Flying around in the blade, using various attack methods fiercely, breaking key nodes one by one, opening the way for the follow-up troops.

The flames of war began to spread to the castle on the top of the mountain, and fierce street fighting was going on inside the castle.

On the gray stairway, a lightning gun suddenly pierced through the shield-bearing knight in front, scorching the opposite side, and then the lightning gun was drawn out, causing a burst of blood, causing the high-strength shield guard of Sequence 5 to slowly fall down.

With only a small amount of armor covering her body, this berserker-like female transcendent held the spear in her backhand and stepped forward step by step, crushing everyone who tried to stop her.

"It's getting closer and closer, Miss Xia Lanluo. This time, I will definitely not let you escape again." She has a pair of golden eyes, emitting a cold light in the flames and dust, so Cruel and decisive.

Devil Sequence 6: Gun of Conviction, Valina. It was also on that night that she killed the last family member of Xia Lanluote, the white flower of the Netivin family, the dragon knight Yveni.

Time seems to be extremely precious. In this second, the Baska soldiers stationed in the castle resisted tenaciously and tried their best to delay time.

"Glory of the Red Dragon!" With a trembling roar, a dozen or so soldiers armed with red steel dragon shields charged in the opposite direction, trying not to think about the possible failure and death, the magic power of the Dragon Sequence carried through. On the blades and shields, an impenetrable city wall was formed in a narrow area, and they pushed forward.

"Really?"

While leading the team forward, Legion Commander Sinclair waved the dark blue twin swords in his hands, and the fine sparks of magic power, like blue lightning, cut off in the air instantly.

In the noisy and intense alleyway, half of the sound suddenly disappeared, and then the soldiers charging with shields slowly fell down, their pupils dilated, full of unwillingness and bewilderment.

A broken curtain was placed over the dead soldiers, and Sinclair led the men forward again.

"Sorry, the era of red dragons is over."

During the battle, the flashing sword edge cut through the tenacious bodies, announcing the defeat of these old nobles.

"It's the pale red empire now." As he muttered, the word "empire" was re-pronounced.

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Time was getting tighter and tighter, and the giant dragon hovering in the sky had to give up its superiority in the air for the time being, and swooped down to fight the attacking corps.

The fiery breath in the center and the dark edges swept across the mountain road, turning a group of ordinary soldiers who were not properly protected into coke.

"Boast——"

Accompanied by the sound of bricks and stones collapsing, a hole was broken in the roof, and then a dark brown figure jumped out, and the red spear moved forward along with her actions, piercing through several large knights stationed. Shake off the blood on the spear.

Cheeks were covered with dust and sweat, Valinna looked at the princess of the Baska family in the red and black dress opposite the firelight, showing a look that was bound to win.

See you, Charlanot.

As long as I catch you, I can also get an incomparable reward. It's so funny, the prey in this world is so beautiful that it makes people's hearts flutter.

"Protect Miss!" Seeing that the enemy army had reached the last rooftop of the castle, a group of knights in black-bottomed red dragon cloaks surrounded Cialando to block the attacks that might strike at any time.

Swimming on the ground at high speed, dodging the zigzag trajectory to avoid the attacking blade, this female warrior of the demon sequence instantly entered a high state, and the magic power emitted from her body was like flames, streaming scorching waves in the air. breath.

Compared to the Transcendent Sequence, the combat effectiveness of the Demon Sequence at the same level is often a notch higher. Even though there are various side effects and costs, it still attracts countless people.

Like a hot iron, the whistling spear pierced through the armor and body, tearing a hole in the solid human wall, and the burnt smell and white smoke rose gradually, making Xia Lanluo back unconsciously .

Although she has the strength of Sequence 4, she is still not enough in this kind of battle.

Cover your mouth and nose with your palm in a lace glove, your eyes are fixed on the enemy who is constantly attacking, and the other hand is groping for your waist, holding the hilt of the sword in the palm of your hand, and pulling it out, blocking it in front of you.

Until this moment, Xia Lanluote had a weak sense of security. At least, she could resist that moment so that she would not die unconsciously.

The black and red knights on the side separated some people and stepped forward to interfere and hinder this fierce opponent like a leopard.

Although these extraordinary people who practiced the Dragon Sequence could not resonate with the War Sequence to fight, their special positions and coordination tried to share the damage as evenly as possible, and firmly protected the Red Dragon Princess.

Exploding lightning sounded in the air from time to time, and the crimson spear pierced through every stubborn body. In less than a minute, these black-bottomed red dragon knights lost nearly one-third of their personnel, counting Ten people died on the roof.

"Roar, Jabba Walker!"

On the other side of the roof, those dragon wizards roared, and with this call, the giant dragon made of illusory structures in the sky finally came to life.

The long dragon body was swimming in the air, exuding gorgeous light and shadow, and then the giant dragon coiled around the sky, making a long dragon cry.

The sound in the atmosphere is not violent, but everything in the field of vision seems to be hazy, and the consciousness begins to blur. This is a fantasy dragon that directly impacts people's hearts and makes people fall into nightmares forever.

The colorful dragon scales are like butterflies and insects. This kind of giant dragon has two rows of purple crystal eyes. Under its dragon's cry, many soldiers are on the verge of falling, and finally entered a deep nightmare.

Whether it is the legionnaires of the empire or the followers of the Baskar family, they all began to fall. Most of the soldiers below Sequence 2 directly entered the dream, and a small number of Transcendents of Sequence 3 clutched their heads and twisted on the ground. Struggling, unable to fight anymore, and the Transcendent of Sequence 4 is not much better.

Charlanrot stood there blankly, motionless.

"What's wrong, little Xia Luo." A familiar voice sounded beside her ear.

Turning around, Cialando saw a woman with an umbrella, she was probably in her 20s, wearing a complicated and fluffy dress.

"Sister Evetina." Looking at this beautiful face under the sun, Cialando lowered her head slightly.

"What's the matter, I see you are a little unhappy today, did you encounter something unhappy?"

The graceful young lady bent down and looked at her half-sister.

Different from Ciaranlotte, Yvetina was born to the first wife of the Duke of the Red Dragon, and had a high status in the family. She almost married Emperor Emmank back then.

Although the marriage failed later, this person's status has not been lowered.

"No, it's nothing. It just feels like a long dream." Ciaranlot was held by Evetina and walked in the garden of the courtyard.

"Is it a nightmare? It's really scary." Evetina walked in front with a soft and soothing voice.

"Actually, I really hate having such dreams. Sometimes I'm so angry that I can't sleep, and I sit on the head of the bed angrily."

Thinking of Sister Evetina sitting on the head of the bed, Cialando couldn't help showing a smile.

"Sister Evetina is just angry, isn't she scared?"

"No, why should you be afraid. Dreams are dreams after all. I'm on the side of the real. Why should I be afraid of hypocrisy?"

"But...but, I'm still worried, like unknown things." Xia Lanluote whispered, feeling like she was back when she was a child, running around behind this sister, not daring to contradict her words.

"You, you are still so weak and timid, but you are also cute, giggling." Then she walked into a round pavilion and sat down.

"Our family has the name of the dragon of evil thoughts, how can we be frightened by nightmares." After the two sat down, Evetina uncovered the fruit plate on the table, took out a few grapes, and lightly Gently peel it off, and then put it into Charanlotte's mouth.

A summer-specific sweet taste comes from the tip of the tongue.

"Does Xia Luo understand our family history?"

"I read some books, it should be separated from the royal family."

"Indeed, but not only that. In fact, there are quite a few offshoots from the royal family, but why is it that only our family has become a duke and sits on the southern border of the empire."

"Because our ancestors subdued the crimson dragon hovering over the mountain, everything that followed came about."

"Power, so gorgeous and beautiful, makes people intoxicated. But taming a dragon is not something that can be done by strength alone."

"The frantic power is like a rampaging monster, which makes people lost. On the way to practice the dragon sequence, some people can't wake up after transforming into a dragon, and they really become a monster."

Yvetina picked up a lavender grape and looked at it against the sunlight. A little sunlight penetrated the fruit, revealing the lavender flesh and the fine veins within it.

"When using power, you need to know when to restrain and when to release it. It's like wrapping a scorching sun with warm water, so that every heat can be used without splashing anyone around you."

"This will last for a long time~IndoMTL.com~ But the world is easy to change, and people will gradually forget the truth of the past."

"Do you have nightmares? It's because of fear and anxiety."

"That may be something you've forgotten, or a truth you've overlooked."

"The nightmare is not your enemy, it just wants to tell you that the real crisis is approaching step by step."

In the halo of summer, the sweet grape juice, the woman in the shadows, and the hazy and dreamy garden make Charlanot relax and sleep peacefully.

Until that sharp dragon roar broke everything again.

The roof full of ruins came into view, dust and flames swayed in the wind, and the intertwined and shining battle sounds came from the sky.

The world is still moving forward.

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