Give Trisolarans a little Earth Shock

"Haha, although the light sensor of my camera is broken this time, the storage inside is not broken!"

"Brother, give me a share!"

At this time, under the influence of Wen Xi, Artoria sensed a familiar aura.

"Which friend is it?"

She was a little curious about which familiar person would appear in this era, walk through the air, and fly towards the Isle of Mann.

When she came over the Isle of Man, which lies between Ireland and England, she found that the time and space of the island were in chaos.

Outside the wall of time is the 21st century, and inside the wall of time is the past, hundreds of years ago.

"Will the recovery of the myth be like this?" Artoria said a little strangely, and then took out the sacred weapon, the sword of vowed victory, and poked at the wall of time.

A small hole was poked open by her, she quickly flew in, and the wall of time closed instantly.

"Sure enough, the time here is the past era!" Looking at the vast and uninhabited 15th-century Mann Isle, she said without any surprise.

Then fly towards a familiar direction.

Came to a garden planted with unknown vegetables, a little girl and a group of people sat in the open space, and in front of them stood a talking crow named Appolaxus.

This little girl is a little witch whom I have met several times.

In my impression, this little witch's magic is very clumsy.When I met her, she was struggling to learn rain magic, because many times the rain magic she released would not rain at all.Apollaxus told himself that the first rain magic of the little witch was to rain some mice, the second time some frogs, and the third time some fir cones.

The crow was so desperate several times that he wondered if the little witch didn't know the rain magic at all.

Arturia slowly landed on the ground, and looked at the soil under her feet that smelled so sweet that she lost her teeth. The little witch's rain magic this time must have rained syrup.

The appearance of King Arthur caught everyone's eyes, and several people in peasant clothes couldn't help shouting, "It's King Arthur, is she here to save us?"

The team leader said calmly: "Certainly not, don't you know that this little witch has something to do with King Arthur? King Arthur must have come to save her. After all, after a while, all the witches on the Isle of Man will be arrested and die. to torture."

Chapter 122 Little Witch ([-])

At first, the little witch looked at Artoria warily. She thought that the woman who descended from the sky was a witch from Black Mountain. In her impression, the witches on Black Mountain were very strict, rigid, and perennial. The kind that wears sloppy clothes.

But this beautiful big sister was not like those witches, her body exuded the smell of strange herbs, and she didn't wear those black robes that smelled of strange sesame oil.

The most important thing is that she is so beautiful!

The little witch looked at Arturia with sparkling eyes, but she still didn't dare to approach.

The crow Apollaxus, relying on the animal's spiritual sense, had already noticed that the man in front of him was King Arthur. It bowed its head respectfully and said, "Welcome, Your Majesty King Arthur. The elves in the forest say that you have returned to Avalon." Inside, everyone is looking forward to your return."

The little witch was a little dazed, and she asked in surprise, "Is she King Arthur? King Arthur is a big sister!"

Artoria smiled and said, "I thought it was someone I knew who woke up, it turned out to be you, but why do you still act like a child after more than 100 years?"

Hearing this, the little witch didn't know that this was His Majesty King Arthur she had met before. She rushed into Artoria's arms with tears in her eyes, crying, "I'm sorry, sister King Arthur, Vanessa, in order to save me, Back in the embrace of the forest."

"Vanessa." Arturia recalled this elf from her memory. It was not strong, but it was a rare elf who could use a lot of magic.After all, the amount of goblin magic is outrageous, and most goblins will only choose the magic they like and adapt to their own attributes to learn.

When she met this little witch, she took care of her. In order to repay her, she indeed summoned a goblin to teach the little witch magic.

"Didn't she go back to Avalon in the end?"

The little witch lowered her head and apologized: "I'm sorry."

"It's okay, this is her choice, she must have chosen to stay because of you as a friend."

Appolaxus jumped over and said, "Vanessa died to save her. Since that day, the little witch has not grown any taller."

Artoria asked suspiciously: "How did you get hurt? Ordinary people can't threaten witches, can they?"

Apolaxas said again: "After you disappeared, the people began to rumor that you were dead. After the new king came to power, he will try to follow you and spread the news that you are still alive. For the stability of the kingdom, the new king promulgated The Witchcraft Act has been passed, and countless ordinary people and witches have been implicated."

The little witch said sadly: "The new king doesn't know where to get some venom. After the witch is sprinkled, all the strength in her body will disappear."

Arturia frowned and looked at the peasants who were still kneeling aside, as if waiting to be dealt with.

Although the clothes on them belonged to this era, their skin was not like that of farmers working under the scorching sun.

She walked over: "You are also from the 21st century, right? Tell me, is there such a thing in the 15th century!"

The team leader of the Mythological Organization Department said tremblingly: "There is such a thing, but it is not just a problem of our country. At that time, expelling witches was the trend of the times, and it was also the trend of the times, and the kingdom of that era and us now have already It doesn't matter, please His Majesty King Arthur learn from it!"

In the end, the head of the Mythological Organization Department didn't know that witches in the old era really existed, and he didn't know that Christianity really hunted witches and witches. He thought that these were initiated by Christianity to suppress dissidents. action.

Of course, he doesn't believe in Christianity, so he won't believe that Christianity says that witches are the spokesmen of the devil. After all, their king has something to do with witches.

Before Arturia could ask a question, thick smoke rose from the market far away from here, and everyone in the open space outside the little witch's house saw the flames.

The team leader glanced at Queen Arthur and said, "The religious people are here."

"Little witch, you stay here and wait, I will go back as soon as I go."

Arturia manifested a blue scabbard around her waist, and drew out the sword of the sworn victory again.

Go to the market in the distance.

The little witch pondered for a while, then stamped her feet anxiously, and also got on the broomstick, following behind King Arthur.The same is true for the members of the Myth organization. They know that they have returned to this era, and they must be to change some tragic fates!

......

At this time, in the market at the foot of Brock Mountain, all ordinary people living here were arrested and gathered in the center of the market.

There was an open space, where hundreds of ordinary people were tied together by rough ropes, kneeling on the ground, lowering their heads like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

The three places where the vision appeared were broadcasted live by unmanned aerial vehicles, and everything that happened in the vision was presented in the eyes of all netizens.

And the vision of King Arthur has attracted most people's attention.

Seeing what was happening inside, they suddenly became angry.

"I said that there really were witches in the old days, and it was impossible for ordinary people to beat them. The original reason is here..."

"Hehe, luckily I don't believe in Christianity, so I used ordinary people to blackmail a hidden witch."

"Coercion? It doesn't exist. The final result of this market will definitely be wiped out. Now they just want to kill the threatening witches first, and then deal with the remaining ordinary people."

"It's so dark..."

People continue to condemn Christianity on the Internet. Seeing that they use this method to threaten witches, everyone thinks that witches are the good side.

But if they really want to engage in offline sabotage, they will not dare to go. In reality, there are always many people who believe in Christianity, and Christianity also has its own mythology. If you go to sabotage now, you are not afraid of them.

Soon, several figures appeared outside the market.

Arturia saw soldiers waiting outside, wearing some kind of religious clothes.

She fell slowly from the sky, putting great pressure on the two soldiers.

The eyes that looked at them were like the eyes of the king when he looked at the enemy, which made both of them afraid to take a breath.

One of the soldiers raised his spear angrily, and said angrily and nervously: "Are you the witch who came down from Mount Brock? And where are your companions? We know that there are many witches hidden here, so tell them to come out and surrender. Or we'll kill everyone at the Brock Hill Fair!"

The other soldier was so overwhelmed by the strong momentum that he couldn't speak. He said, "I'm going to call for someone," and ran back in a hurry.

The soldier in a fighting posture looked at his fleeing companion: "?"

Chapter 123 The Witch of Black Mountain

The little witch came afterward, and the soldier felt a little relieved when he saw that the little girl was flying on a broomstick.

This kind of witch who flies on a broomstick is a real witch. What is going on with this blond girl? Her eyes are so terrifying...

The little witch ran behind Arturia and said anxiously: "Sister King Arthur, the great witch on the mountain informed me with witchcraft, telling me to go up the mountain to escape quickly. Now the market is full of people from the new king, and they still have Powders and poisons that can suppress witchcraft, we can't beat them!"

"It's okay, I'm not a witch." King Arthur said calmly.

She has an Avalon scabbard, and these poisons and poisonous mist can't do anything to her.

Arturia caught the soldier's spear with one hand and broke it off with one hand.

The soldier looked at her in horror, and quickly backed away, not because he was afraid that her white and tender hand could break the spear, but because of the name the little girl called her!

God, how could she be King Arthur?

Artoria dropped the tip of her gun and looked into the depths of the market, the soldier was running and looking back in horror.

"Go and inform the great witch on the mountain, and say that everything down the mountain is safe."

The little witch looked at King Arthur with some doubts, and she asked worriedly: "Sister King Arthur, these people are very scary, you should follow me to the mountain..."

"My name is Artoria, you can just call me Sister Liya." Artoria stroked her hair and continued: "Go, sister Liya won't be knocked down by these people, you forgot Am I King Arthur?"

Then Arturia walked towards the center of the market.

At this time, Apolaxas also comforted: "Don't worry, little witch, with your strength that you can't learn the rain magic, you can't understand the power of King Arthur."

"That, all right."

The little witch looked back at King Arthur's back three times a step, and then stepped on the broom in three steps and two steps, and flew towards Brock Mountain.

At this time, the members of the Shinhwa organization arrived from a distance, just in time to see King Arthur's feet kicking up a cloud of dust.

A splatter of fresh blood directly stained the dust flying in the air, and the wind in the market immediately carried the bloody smell to the distance.

Arturia used the spiritual power in her body a little bit, and instantly killed the soldier running in front with her sword.

When she walked out of the low housing area, she came to the center of the market.

Hundreds of soldiers were scattered around, surrounding the civilians in the middle.

One of the soldiers was talking in a panic, but the priest in red showed a look of disdain.

She saw the distribution of the soldiers clearly, stimulated the spiritual power in her body, and her figure quickly disappeared. The wind of nature blessed her body, making her invisible to the enemy.

Just for a moment.

Surrounding the periphery, blood gushed out from the soldiers wearing armor. In an instant, all the soldiers collapsed, blood staining the ground.

Artoria looked at the missionaries standing on the stage and said indifferently: "I hate the most that people in power threaten the lives of civilians."

The next moment, the figure disappeared.

The missionaries on the wooden platform died in an instant, their faces still showing terrified expressions, but their eyes were rapidly dimming.

Looking at the blood all over the ground and the civilians who looked at her numbly, she swiped her sword and chopped off the gallows on the wooden platform, and sighed: "I am used to the modern life, and looking back at these people's eyes, It's unbearable."

She raised her sword again and slashed into the void.