She Is Not a Witch Chapter 221: The rain here is quiet

On the main road of the Rose Palace, there are figures in red clothes separated on both sides. Their red cloaks and hoods are connected together, and their faces are hidden under the shadow of the hoods, only their chins are exposed.

Although it was raining, these people still didn't get wet. The raindrops seemed to be isolated by the invisible air layer, rolled down on the fluttering cloak, and slid into the water marks on the ground.

On the clean marble floor, a little blood still remained, and the guards who had been stationed here had turned into corpses, lying in the flower bed behind the red-clothed Dark Moon.

Under the respectful gaze of the red-clothed Dark Moon of Demonic Sequence 6, a young boy slowly stepped into the palace. He was wearing a black dress, with a long sword with a goblin pattern on his waist, short black hair, and bright eyes. Like blood.

Although the battle in the palace still hasn't stopped, the young man is not in a hurry and is still advancing steadily and slowly. And as he approached step by step, the battles in those palaces also ended quickly, and the warriors in them fought with all their strength to ensure that the king would end the battle and clean it up before entering this palace.

"Uh..."

A guard gritted his teeth to hold back the dagger that pierced his body, and then swung the broadsword in his hand vigorously, cutting the neck of the enemy in front of him, bringing up a large amount of blood. . However, before he had time to get away, one, two, three rapiers pierced him, and then pulled them out, making him roll weakly and hesitantly into the rain.

The soldiers who dealt with the aftermath dragged the bodies of the guards and their own people aside and placed them behind the palace or gateposts, trying not to let them be seen from the main road, so as not to pollute the king's eyes.

These things were urgently completed within half a minute, and before they could restrain their figures, the door had already been pushed open, and dark moons in red clothes who were running silently began to occupy both sides of the main road, providing support for the people behind them. The king leads the way.

Soon, the 15-year-old young figure appeared under the arch of the palace. He continued to walk slowly. Although there were still blood stains in the rain and air, the king still kept his expression unchanged and walked in unison. Unhurriedly marched towards the deepest part of the Rose Palace.

If you look down from the sky, you can see that the situation in the Rose Palace has formed two distinct scenes. One side is extremely quiet, and guards stand silently, welcoming the king of the empire, while the other side is fierce fighting Then, the sound of weapons and gunshots never stopped.

However, as the young man advances step by step, these two distinct scenes are slowly covering the other side from one side.

In the Palace of Thorns, De Rosa led the elite guards in the palace to fight fiercely with the private army of the veteran nobles.

There is no shortage of firearms in the private army. All kinds of expensive magic crystal guns made by precision workers are being used at this moment. The enchanted bullets seem to be free of money, and they shoot one after another.

On the other hand, the guards of the Rose Palace use the Rohigkin Repeater Crossbow specially made by the Royal Workshop. Its expensive cost and materials have not been popularized in a large area.

Now that the forest elves no longer send guards to defend the imperial capital, these Roxikin crossbows have replaced the Jade Moon Longbow.

The crossbow strings brought splashes in the rain, and quickly fired the enchanted crossbow bolts. Although the number of people was smaller than the opponent, the guards were not at a disadvantage in terms of firepower.

"We can't delay any longer, His Majesty is almost here." Yashien Klass said in a deep voice standing behind rows of shield soldiers.

Before he and a few companions fought against the well-known red-clothed executive of the empire, but they didn't take advantage of it. Later, they had to get the soldiers under their command to support them, and then they escaped briefly.

After hearing Yaxien's words, several other people also listened to the approaching sound from behind, and they understood clearly.

"It really can't be delayed any longer. It seems that this time I have to show my life-saving skills." One of the narrow-eyed men said gloomyly, he took out a small bottle of purple magnificent potion from his arms, and put it directly into his mouth After he bit it into pieces, glass shards mixed with medicinal liquid permeated his mouth, intensely stimulating his nerves, and a strange magical power began to rise from his body.

Then the man gently wiped the weapon in his hand with a small black square, and the surface was glowing with gradients, which made people feel chills.

"Hahaha, have you finally made up your mind? Then I'll start preparing too, but I'll trouble you for the protection." A woman in a dark red and black robe gradually floated in the rain Suddenly, a gust of magic power gradually gathered around her, her robe rolled, and her golden hair also fluttered, dancing wantonly in the air.

A dark funnel began to appear in the originally gloomy sky. The dense dark clouds around were absorbed by the vortex in the middle and hung down. From time to time, crimson lightning flashed in it, and bursts of cold air also fell. Some rain even turned into ice. Grains fall.

"Since Bloom and Clara are ready, I'll help you too." Because the young nobleman rushed out wearing a half mask, his steps were light and elegant, and he dodged the shot as if he was playing. Crossbow arrows, close to the guards of those guards.

The sword light danced wildly, like silver flowers blooming and withering in an instant, cutting the guards, and then breaking the opening, allowing the soldiers behind to pour in one after another.

Seeing such a scene, the commander of the imperial guards let out a cold snort. His figure was like lightning, like a swift and fierce eagle. It is necessary to cut him down and dismember him on the spot. Gu Wei

However, another figure came to the rescue at this moment. Yaxien, who was wielding a black sword, emerged from the shadows, holding his long sword together, aiming at the famous transcendent of the empire to stab.

"呵啦——" the blade of the sword that was moving forward was pinched by fingers like steel, and its nails drew harsh fire and scratches on the blade, and then bent suddenly, breaking the sneak attacking black sword.

The broken blade was reflected by De Rosa in an instant and sank into Yaxien's chest. Although the latter tried to dodge as soon as he sensed something was wrong, he was still injured, but he was not pierced into the heart.

Under this distraction, De Rosa did not have time to kill Simul, that is, the noble young man who had just rushed into the battle, but only cut off his arm that was good at swords.

In the sky, a red light flashed away, and the crimson lightning exploded, galloping and piercing at an unreachable speed, hitting De Rosa in the courtyard.

At that moment, although he swung his sword to annihilate part of the energy, the eye-catching electric light still temporarily blinded him.

At this time, Bloom, whose blade was coated with poison, came in a surprise attack. The young rookie with the title of "short blade of bee venom" is naturally good at this kind of assassination.

But even though he was blind, De Rosa still swung his sword relying on his keen senses. While his figure was flickering, he swung down quickly, slashing the approaching short blade.

The short blade shattered and exploded like glass during the impact, and one of the fragments that shot out suddenly cut through De Rosa's wrist, leaving tiny scars, and traces of blood slowly seeped out.

"It's done, haha." Bloom shouted excitedly, but this cry also brought him a fatal disaster.

DeRosa's blade swung directly, splitting the noble genius of Sequence 6 into two parts through the air.

But at this moment, a feeling of dizziness came to his heart, and his heart shrank, the magic power of the extraordinary core was activated with all its strength, the blood was stimulated by the magic power, and then sprayed from the wound on the wrist, bringing out a burst of fragrant blood.

After all these actions, but in less than 2 seconds, it is difficult for the rookies among the other nobles to seize the opportunity to attack.

However, for the dark moon of the empire, such a short-term opening is enough.

Six red-clothed assassins suddenly rushed out from around the palace. Their teleporting figures were like phantoms.

The toxin in his body still paralyzed his nerves, making it difficult for De Rosa to react quickly. Even though he couldn't see him, he still swung the blade in his hand instinctively, and the torn arc blade disappeared like an illusion.

The six figures instantly turned into corpses and shattered, blood splashed on the surrounding walls and soldiers, and then was washed and rolled down by the rain.

In just an instant, these demonic Sequence 6 assassins died on the spot, but their assassination method of killing each other also achieved its due effect.

Six blades penetrated the body of the number one swordsman in the palace, piercing through it, the dark red blood dripped slowly, and the toxin in it also spread into the body of the commander of the imperial guard~IndoMTL. com~ The palace that was hit by the torrential rain fell into silence for a short time. Whether it was the guards stationed there or the private army of nobles who rushed into the Rose Palace, they all looked at that man with bated breath.

The rain was mixed with dark red, flowing quietly on the marble-patterned ground, and poured into the drainage channel, making a gurgling sound.

That frightening figure always stood there like a statue.

For a long time, the sound of strings being plucked slowly sounded in the palace, and then a nobleman dressed as a poet slowly approached. He was wearing a white feather cloak, and when the raindrops fell on the feathers of the cloak, they would roll off cleanly, keeping them from getting wet.

The nobleman held a lyre in his hand and sang softly, as if paying tribute to the hero, then walked slowly to the still Derisa and bowed slowly.

Subsequently, a group of soldiers passed the dead number one swordsman in the palace and began to march towards the depths of the palace, leaving only this sculptural body standing quietly in the rain.

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