Not a Witch

Unexpectedly, I saw it again here today. Could it be that the legend is true.

Is the girl on the opposite side really a mythical goblin who survived in ancient times, an existence associated with the World Tree in legend?

But didn’t the ancient mythical goblins all perish in the killing of those witches? How could they still survive.

Under the sky covered by orange petals, the huge flame vortices gradually faded away, leaving only faint afterimages in the air.

It is like a picture scroll that has gone through countless summers in time, slowly fading all the colors, gradually turning into light traces, and dissipating in the world.

Looking at the golden goblin who descended into the world from the sky, under the mirror of seven-colored petals, the morale of each soldier was high, and in the fragrance of the fierce flames, they stepped forward on the broken sparks.

The white fairy dragon flags were dyed orange like the sky, accompanied by shouts and shouts, swaying forward, like overwhelming mountains, gradually pressing down on the enemy.

Under the sky, the setting sun was setting and the battle was still burning.

Chapter 190 Nine Deaths and Knights

"It's incredible, it's incredible."

A court wizard with a frivolous voice shook his head and spoke. He was tall and thin standing behind the army formation, looking at the golden figure in the distant sky.

"What era is this? What kind of virtuous king am I with? To actually meet such a fairy from the age of mythology. This day is really unbearable."

"Master, don't read any more, the faces of the uncles next to you are getting uglier." A slightly younger woman shook the wizard's sleeve to make him say less.

"Yes yes yes." He replied perfunctorily, and began to think about when he would slip away. .

The reason why I became a court wizard was naturally because I was envious of the good salary in this job, there were not many things to do, and it was easy to fish in troubled waters, but the problem was that the situation seemed to have changed now.

It seems that the empire has not been here for a long time, maybe it will be a while to live in seclusion in the mountains and forests, and then go out of the mountains after the situation on the mainland is stable. Anyway, this kind of thing has been done before.

Although he looks young and is still a human being, his actual age is older than many elves. Naturally, he has experienced some special things.

This time, he had heard that there was a new force in the south, and he was still very interested, but seeing such a grand and fierce battlefield, the familiar and unfamiliar feeling reminded him of when he was young, it was Mercury. The era of tug-of-war between dynasties and elves.

Although it was a magnificent and epic era in various anthologies and legends, as a person who experienced it, I am afraid that it was more boring and depressing.

Stories condense decades and hundreds of years together, but time is not like that, most of it is boring and miserable.

Now that the secret art of this fairy land came to the world again, it also reminded this man of many not-so-good things.

I feel that if this continues, the civil strife in the empire may not end easily, and the intensity may really be the same as that of that era.

Although he often stays at home, he is still keenly aware that something is wrong.

When will such a new force have such a character, I'm afraid I can't imagine the truth behind it.

So, let's leave early.

During the battle, the wizard pulled up the brim of his hat and retreated in small steps amidst the chaos with the newly recruited foolish apprentice beside him.

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Facing the golden goblin in the seven-color flower mirror, the imperial legion below also had to show their hole cards that had been hidden for a long time. At first, they thought they would not be able to use them at all.

"Then please take care of a few of you." The general looked at the four special men in black and said slowly.

"The will of the empire." They put their hands on their shoulders and answered in a low voice, then slowly raised their heads, revealing four empty faces.

These four mysterious characters come from the northern border of the empire, and they are practicing a special kind of supernatural job. If it weren't for the fact that the northern border is asking for the royal family, they probably wouldn't have sent such characters over.

After answering, the four people looked at the tiny figure in the distance in the sky, and then their bodies gradually disappeared, as if they had turned into ghosts.

"Who?"

In the sky, the mirror of petals behind Lorraine Hill gradually faded, and the orange-red marigolds in her pupils also slowly disappeared, but at this moment she suddenly noticed something strange.

With a wave of her hand, orange-red petal shields floated beside her, and layers of pale golden sphere shields wrapped herself.

Before waiting for a response, four phantom thorns shot out in the air. The thorns ignored the orange flower shield beside the girl, directly penetrated the light golden shield, and then pierced into the girl's body Among them, its speed is so fast and its attacks are so fierce that it is shocking.

A resentful and dark breath exploded in the body instantly, like dense poisonous thorns, corroding the body, mind and soul.

If such a secret technique is really used against a pure goblin, it may kill the opponent on the spot.It should be said that he is worthy of being the orphan of the Mercury Dynasty, and even the means of dealing with the opponents of the past have been handed down.

The general didn't believe any rumors at first. After all, the mythical goblins were still too far away, but now it seems that bringing these people with him may indeed have an effect.

He looked through the telescope, and the girl with blonde hair was instantly penetrated, and he felt inexplicably relaxed.

It's a pity that Lorraine Hill is not the kind of elf with a fragile soul.

Her figure disappeared in the air like golden grains of sand, and then gathered and condensed in another place, while the phantom venomous thorns that pierced into the body before remained in the air, exuding the deep breath of the undead sequence.

If the soul of the Primordial Four were so easily killed, the ancients would not have allowed it to be the pillar and skeleton of the Sun Crown.

Seeing the undead magic power overflowing below, the golden butterfly wings on the girl's back fluttered for it, and every time it moved, golden powder particles flashed, forming an individual exactly like herself in the air instantly.

In less than three seconds, seven blond-haired Lorraine Hill appeared in the air. They circled around each other, and then flew together. The colorless light sand swept past with the wind, revealing four illusory figures scattered in the distance.

What a cruel method.

Looking at these four people, Lorraine Hill naturally knew that they were the ones who made the move just now, and she even knew more about the origin of such an extraordinary job appointment than the general below.

It was to deal with the powerful elves, a group of special assassins created in the early days of the Mercury Dynasty. Like silent ghosts, they shuttled between reality and void, holding sickles and sharp blades, and took away noble and beautiful figures one by one.

And such an image, even passed down in the later generations as the god of death, and later generations simply called such a supernatural job agency "the god of death".

It's just that this should be the hidden trump card of the North, how could it be used here.

It seems that the situation in the north is getting worse and worse, and the stubborn and even stubborn family has to ask the royal family for help in a low voice.

The Trey family, inherited from the survivors of the Mercury Dynasty, returned to the mainland after living in the Everdark Isle for nearly a thousand years. After they helped the Green Empire defeat the Kingdom of Oz, they were finally recognized and granted titles. The northern border of the empire.

Such a group of survivors has always been united, not to mention, there is also a special temperament, withdrawn and tenacious.They seldom communicate with other nobles in the empire, and because their own merits are the most difficult war since the establishment of the empire, and they sacrificed a lot, they also have the magnanimity and fearlessness that other nobles do not have.

You can say they are conservative or old-fashioned, but you can also say they are firm and fearless. Many nobles in the north still follow ancient traditions and customs.

Emerald long swords emerged in the hands, and seven fairies with golden hair pierced through the air like chaotic butterflies, drawing chaotic and staggered golden trails in the air, and then beheaded the four 'Reapers' in the air.

They let out a silent cry, and then turned into dust in the fiercely flashing emerald lightsaber, dissipating into the air.

Although I don't want to make too many enemies, but at this time, there is no room left.

Lorraine Hill flew into the air again, and the court wizards below began to cast another large spell.

A series of temporary city walls and stairs slowly rose on the ground, and then solidified. A continuous fortress was formed in the originally empty wilderness, and soldiers of the Imperial Legion could occupy the high ground, fire their muskets down, and block and suppress.This also turned an encounter into a siege battle.

"This kind of terrain spell, the opponent should not be able to resolve it." A court wizard said.

"It should be. The other party is not a god. How could there be so much magic power to cast it? Even if we jointly cast the spell, such a super-level spell twice is the limit." Another companion shook his head.

On the other side of the battlefield, when the frontal attack was blocked and the fortress was gradually pulled up, a group of special legions also began to advance slowly.

The leading knight sat on a giant war horse about three meters high, holding a golden ax and halberd, looking into the distance.On the heavy armor as thick as a golem, there is a golden shield-shaped emblem, with a fiery red dragon head in it.This means that it belongs to the Pascal family.

A rush of horns sounded, and now it was time for them to charge.

The rider in red gold and heavy armor turned his head and looked at the weak girl standing behind him. He patted the armor on his chest with his hands, making a sound of metal clashing.

"Lottie, they are leaving." Finnis told the girl in front of her.

Lottie nodded slightly, then prayed silently in her heart.

This is the only remaining force in the family, and she doesn't want these people to still die in the war.

However, the current self is no longer qualified to be willful.

Pray for them, roaring wrathful dragon, and bless these valiant knights.

May they break free from the shackles of fate and open up a brand new sky.

She clasped the crimson pendant in the palm of her hand tightly with both hands, and the black dragon shadow in it seemed to be boiling, gradually burning, like the heart of a giant dragon, beating slowly.

Facing the strong fortress like a mountain, the last knights of the Red Dragon Family began to charge.

The horseshoes fell from the high hills and rocks, splashing pieces of dirt and grass roots on the ground, and then began to move forward amidst a burst of neighing.

The majestic power burst out from the extraordinary core of the Dragon Sequence, like hot molten iron, began to flow to the whole body, and the steel-like muscles gradually condensed.

The breath exhaled from the mouth and nose became hotter and hotter, as if there were sparks overflowing from it.

Everything in the field of vision began to be so loud and yet so quiet. On this chaotic and intertwined battlefield, it seemed that only the only target could be seen, while everything else became decorations and sundries.

Speed ​​up, start speeding up.

The lasing bullets made sparks and clashes on the armor, but it had no effect.

The enchanted Mithril Crossbow began to aim, and silver arrows shot down from the high platform and penetrated into the body, firmly fixing the arrow body on the armor, like a hedgehog.

The arrow piercing into the armor was accompanied by the ups and downs of the body, stirring in the muscles, and the pain flowed like fire oil.

It's close, it's close.

The huge ax and halberd in his hand slowly leveled, and then gradually retracted.

The golden spiral cone is going around layer by layer, making the shape of the ax even more unbelievably huge.

Finally, while advancing at a high speed, the war horse leaped forward, and the golden spiral spear inserted into the fortress with an unprecedented wave of air.

The masonry shattered, the people slipped and collapsed, and then the golden flames exploded in the fortress.

Then one red dragon knight in heavy armor charged forward, smashing into the fortress one after another like a giant hammer, and then smashed down the temporary city walls everywhere, tearing a hole in the complete front.

"So reckless, so reckless, but so irresistible." Looking at the gradually washed away and collapsed fortress at the end of his vision, Lu Bin could only sigh.

He has always been a person who pursues wisdom, faith, and is keen to use thinking to solve problems. No, but this time he saw an exception.

In the center of the battlefield, sparks and dust were flying. On the collapsed fortress and walls, there were still surviving imperial soldiers. They raised their muskets and aimed at the disabled knights.

Bullets bounced off the armor one by one, bursting out sparks and noises, but a small number of bullets also shot through the gaps in the armor, shooting out blood columns one by one.

"Come on!"

These fearless comrades in front of us opened up the way forward for our side, and the soldiers on the 'Dryas' side also began to charge.

With all their strength, they ran quickly on the ground, taking advantage of the chaotic timing of the dusty and chaotic front, they kept approaching.

puff-

The sharp bayonet was sent out with a wave of the arm, piercing through an imperial soldier, and then pulled it out with all his strength, and rushed towards the next target.

Sporadic bullets shuttled through the ruins, shooting soldiers from both sides from time to time, and as more and more soldiers broke into the ruins of the city, the battle turned into a fierce melee.

Some imperial soldiers simply threw down their muskets, armed with sharp sabers, and fought in the narrow alleyway.They have already received strict and sufficient melee training, and now such a complex terrain just happens to show their personal strength.

The soldiers of the 'Dryer Wood' organization also quickly gathered together after a period of failure, with bayonets facing outwards, shooting from the rear, and moving closer step by step.

Although they have high fighting spirit, most of them are just recruits who have been trained for 1-2 months. The best way at present is to gather with each other, rely on the strength of the group to protect their own weaknesses, and avoid close combat with the enemy.