She Is Not a Witch Chapter 214: The faded sword
The southern border of the empire, the mountain of Silver Peak.
The sound of the huge weapons colliding was like the sound of a bell echoing between the sky and the earth, spreading out colorless ripples.
Mana is transformed into high-energy magic power in the boiling extraordinary core, and then swayed on the battlefield, extraordinary skills, tough body, blazing guns, fierce and rapid intertwined collisions.
The screaming battle sound flooded the world below like a tide. In such a cruel battlefield, everyone is immersed in crazy fighting and killing, forgetting everything around them, even their own lives. .
As long as the body has a little strength left, it will grab the weapon at hand and attack the enemy.
The development of muskets not only improved the efficiency of killing each other, but also made up for the shortcoming of huge energy consumption, greatly prolonging the fighting time.
At a point in the sky, Vimiya looked at the scorching battlefield below, and after a long time, she slowly moved her gaze away to the dimmed horizon in the north.
Now that Lorraine has stabilized the front line and is familiar with the fighting style of the enemy general, he just needs to persevere slowly.
When the enemy's fanatical emotions recede, their will to fight will be greatly reduced, and instead they will gradually become fearful because of the too cruel battlefield.
Although there will be fear on the side of the 'Dryer Wood', it is different from the imperial soldiers who are fighting for their own interests.
The empire is only the empire of the nobles, not the empire of all people. Even if they are defeated, they can survive, so they don't have the will to die.
The situation is different for our own side. There is no way out, and it is a battle that must be fought. If you want to survive, you must win the battle.
For such a situation, the witch of the Jackdaw should be able to see it, Vimiya said silently in her heart.
However, the opponent still made a move.
In the sky gradually turning blue and dark, flocks of black jackdaws flapping their wings made noise.
They devour the wisps of flame floating in the battlefield, which are the broken souls of dead creatures, and then begin to channel large-scale battlefield magic.
It's really ruthless.
Vimiya muttered in her heart, and then slowly appeared in the air.
Water mist gathered and condensed in the sky, and a mermaid girl with blue long hair appeared. The graceful and slender fish tail had scales with light blue gradients, which was extremely beautiful, emitting a faint blue fluorescence in the night sky.
Then a crystal-like violin appeared on the witch's shoulder, and the melodious and profound music suddenly sounded.
The wind on the battlefield became moist without knowing when, bringing people a burst of coolness, and at the same time, it also made many people gradually wake up from the crazy fighting.
In the sky, the clouds flowed rapidly, flickering and flickering, the stars twinkled faintly in it, and the afterglow of the horizon gradually fell.
After discovering the witch who changed the sky, black jackdaws attacked the blue-haired mermaid singer in groups, and circled around her in a huge circle. Open slowly.
Following the actions of the enemy, the mermaid singer pulled the strings faster and faster, like a storm on the sea gradually approaching, followed by a patter of rain.
The feathers of those jackdaws became extremely heavy after being stained with rainwater, and then gradually sank, but then under the urging of magic power, white smoke rose from the feathers, catching up with the blue sky again hair figure.
For this, Vimiya had no choice but to play a little harder.
The sound of the violin changed, becoming hasty and passionate, and the jackdaws hovering in the sky suddenly screamed a few times, and then fell from the sky in pieces, with feathers and blood falling together.
If someone were to dissect the bodies of these jackdaws, they would find that they died from the reverse flow of blood in their bodies.
As one of the four primordials, the power it possesses can be said to be the underlying structure of the world. Its coverage is far beyond that of ordinary witches. The only thing Vimiya lacks now is the time to grow up.
Like Lorraine, she also fell asleep for several years before gradually waking up, and now she is only a Sequence 7.
If you wait until it grows to a perfect Sequence 9 state, I'm afraid it will be better than Phoebe in the past.
Because she couldn't take advantage of it, the witch of the Eyed Crow stopped probing, and slowly retreated and disappeared without any trace or trace.
Maybe she's thinking of something new.
This little battle and temptation in the sky is over, and the battle below is gradually coming to an end.
Among the shattered magic power, the generals of the two sides had been fighting back and forth on the mountain for a long time, and at this time Bazel was not as energetic as he was at the beginning.
The tall and mighty body was covered with wounds, the armor and cloak were in dilapidated condition, solidification mixed with blood and dust, forming dark and ugly stains.
Hoo Hoo... Hoo Hoo...
He was panting, the giant ax in his hand was already full of gaps, his long mane was scattered on his shoulders and chest, and there were still signs of scorching and cutting.
"How is it possible..." The general stared angrily at the small and solitary figure.
Compared to the embarrassed Bazel, the girl with chestnut blond hair is much better.
Although the armor was broken, the skin inside was still healed intact, revealing a rare whiteness. Although the face was stained with dust and sweat, the pupils of the eyes were still very energetic, watching quietly in the burning fire.
"You are not an ordinary person... you shouldn't even be a human being." Bazel whispered the truth about the other party's identity.
"Really." The girl answered quietly.
"Then what do you want me to be like?"
"You should have died on this hill a long time ago." Bazel's thick fingers gathered again, and gradually tightened his grip on the heavy giant ax in his hand.
"Well, that's true, if I'm just an ordinary person." The girl gradually raised the sword and slowly closed it again, the golden resonance magic power climbed up to the blade layer by layer, turning it into Holy and glorious.
"But this is a battlefield, not a children's game or an exam."
"Heh, heh heh, hahaha! That's right, that's right. I just feel that those witches have misjudged, the empire's think tanks have misunderstood, and maybe those big people think I am just an insignificant person." Chess pieces, you don’t need to know certain truths.” The general looked up to the sky and laughed.
"However, even so, I will kill you—!" He roared, the muscles on his body instantly swelled, his size increased dramatically, and the huge ax swung down with unprecedented momentum. Down.
Click—————
The ground trembled, and a huge crack opened from the ground under its slash. Countless soldiers could not stand still, and some fell to the slopes and tunnels, and some were even shot through by the splashing sand.
However, even such an attack did not cause any harm to the girl, and the girl dodged in an instant.
Lorraine Hill is already completely familiar with the battle mode of this giant bear. Various analyzed models and data emerged in her eyes. Various flaws were found in the opponent's moves~IndoMTL.com~Sorry, but it's over.
Holding a holy and brilliant blade, she slashed under the night sky like a new moon.
Blood light splashes.
An extremely thick arm fell into the hillside, rolling with a heavy giant ax, and fell into the yellow sand and mud pits.
The thick blood splashed out like a fountain, staining the girl's chestnut-gold long hair, and even dripping a little on her cheek. Standing in front of this peerless warrior, she watched the opponent slowly kneel to the ground, and then fell down unwillingly, kicking up dust and debris.
In the flickering flames, the horn of counterattack sounded, and the soldiers killed on the hillside poured down like a wave, cutting down, expelling, and chasing the demoralized enemies until the earth was full of crying and running the sound of.
Holding the long sword that was gradually fading, the girl stood on the top of the mountain, quietly watching the scene of the charge below, watching the figures running forward in the firelight, until the cheers of victory dyed the night thoroughly.