She Is Not a Witch

The Great War on the Oath Hill has begun.

The flags cover the sky, the mountains and rivers are picturesque, and the arrays on both sides are undulating, making it impossible to see the end at a glance.

The horses were snorting restlessly, and their hooves were digging the soil restlessly. Some soldiers with spears and muskets also looked at the opposite side from time to time, and then clenched their weapons tightly.

Among them, the red flag flutters endlessly in the north, and the roses entwining the red moon are elegant and chilling. To the south is a fairy dragon on a white background, which symbolizes another dream. The soldiers below come from all over the world and wear uniform equipment and clothes.

Riding the white horse under him, Lorraine Hill slowly came to a hill, looked at the distant battlefield, and analyzed each other's situation one by one.

Behind her is leading a dozen women who are also riding horses. These women are wearing white hooded robes with broken leaves and petals on the sleeves.

In order to strengthen his own strength, Lorraine Hill has also selected a group of outstanding people during this period of time, and cultivated them into outstanding transcendental beings. At the same time, they also have a new name, that is, "Four Seasons Witch".

These four seasons witches in white robes currently have a total of 92 people, divided into four types: Cuiye Witch, Fire Leaf Witch, Wind Leaf Witch, and Frost Leaf Witch. The sign to distinguish their identities is the decoration on the sleeves.

Among them, the Green Leaf Witch is mainly responsible for the cultivation of crops and extraordinary fruits in the territory, focusing on agriculture and organizing production.

The Fire Leaf Witches are used in the army. They are responsible for casting spells and killing, and they will also practice some combat skills.

The Wind Leaf Witches walk among the people, they predict the weather, they are disseminators of knowledge and ideas, and they will also bring together the actual situation of various places in the center. .

The Frost Leaf Witches are more complicated. They are subdivided into different professional scholars. They will choose to be proficient in a professional knowledge and solve many problems as technical consultants and staff members of local organizations, such as water conservancy, construction, and planning. They will be stationed in the Somewhere, it will also help defend against the invasion of villages and towns by monsters.

The witches of the four seasons all practice knowledge related to healing, but they are good at different directions. The green leaf witch is proficient in herbal medicine and the healing of chronic diseases, the fire leaf witch is proficient in trauma first aid, the wind leaf witch is proficient in epidemic prevention and epidemic treatment, and the frost leaf witch is proficient in healing. Witches know how to identify and cure difficult diseases.

Of course, this is only a preliminary prototype, and there are not many people at present, so there are only 92 people in total, most of them are Sequence 4-5.

While Lorraine Hill was watching quietly from behind, the battle broke out.

A few tiny imperceptible black spots crossed the sky at high speed, fell into the ground in a parabola, and caused a violent explosion. They were the artillery behind the empire.

Artillery, but fortunately, the number is not too much.

The girl made a quick analysis, then raised her hand.

"Master Jialan." A hooded witch with green leaves and petals on her sleeves stepped forward and asked.

"Let Sifel lead the Wind Leaf Witch to the middle of the position and change the direction of the wind to avoid shells."

"Yes, my lord."

Then several witches withdrew, and soon, a small group of 20 people set off. They were riding horses, holding white vine staffs in their hands, and waving them in the wind.

The golden broken leaves hanging from the staff collided with each other, making a crisp sound like wind chimes, and then a southerly wind began to blow in the sky, and the flying shells also lost their accuracy, and fell on the open space in front of the position, blasting several large pit.

"Change the altitude and lower it." The commander of the imperial army looked into the distance with a telescope, and then ordered his men to adjust the height of the gun mount.

But, just as they fired the next round, the wind in the sky changed again, this time from the north, and dropped the shells behind the positions.

"Tsk!" The commander spat out the grass root he was biting into his mouth, and realized something was wrong at this moment, but there was no time left.

The two armies began to advance and charge.

The first to approach each other was the Chinese army. The army arrays of both sides continued to gather and gather together as they advanced, forming a tight front. They held muskets and approached step by step, shouting this slogan and walking in unison.

"Stop, aim!"

When the distance between the two sides was only more than 100 yards, both sides stopped. If the distance is advanced, it is easy for the opponent to wait for work and line up to shoot.

However, the commanders of both sides were more cautious and did not move forward. Both sides had reasons why they could not afford to lose.

Seeing that the other party has the same thoughts as himself, at this time, he has no choice but to fight for his will and combat power.

"Fire!"

The continuous green smoke filled the air, the fire burst, and the dense bullets shot out like raindrops, and the two sides began to fall down one by one.

In the first round, the two sides were tied.

Afterwards, the troops on the flanks also began to fight, but due to the terrain and distribution, they were much more flexible.

When the empire's red front moved forward, their formation suddenly separated, and elite cavalry rode out one by one. These cavalry were different from the past. They were equipped with long lances and majestic horizontal cloths were hung on their horses. drape.

Red pennant flags were fluttering in the wind under the tip of the guns, and then the cavalry marched slowly, and began to accelerate when they reached the open space in the middle, and began to advance at full speed when they were more than 100 yards apart. The tip of the gun exudes red magic that wanders like a soldering iron.

It's really retro.

Looking at the ferocious cavalry advancing like a city wall, Lu Bin couldn't help feeling so emotional. Although such tactics are not unfamiliar, they are rarely seen now.

But at the same time, we have to admit that it still has a strong lethality.

The barrels of the muskets were raised one by one to take aim, and then the black hole burst into flames and filled with smoke. The dense bullets hit the charging cavalry, punching small holes in the solid armor, and blood sprayed the air.

Although they caused damage, these elite cavalry were all Sequence 2-3 Transcendents, and they were not so easy to defeat. Under the buffer of armor, such behavior could only cause skin trauma.

The horses gradually reached the peak while running, the staggered hoofs were like afterimages, and under the banner of the Fairy Dragon, rows of soldiers were also retreating quickly, revealing a yellowish rock shield, and then set up silver pointed guns one after another. .

Sorry, we also regressed.

Looking at the array of long spears that was almost ready, Lu Bin shook his head slowly, then waved his hand, and the array in front parted again to make way for the horses to pass through.

The cavalry advanced at high speed, their lances sank, and they hovered over the lances like chariots, stabbing through them, and inserting them into the shields.

If it was an ordinary wooden or iron shield, it would probably shatter and break apart on the spot, but these long shields, which were like solid rocks and boulders, could still withstand it, sliding back a small distance on the ground, and kicking up a lot of turf.

Afterwards, the horse neighed and raised its head high, and silver sharp spears stabbed out, piercing the horse and the cavalry, spraying thick blood.

The forward lost, and at the same time blocked the way forward, the cavalry behind had to rush into the narrow gap, and this was destined to be a road to death, with countless spears scattered like thorns, strangling the cavalry who entered.

Looking at the scene of the cavalry being defeated and blocked in front, the generals behind the Imperial Legion frowned deeply. When did these rebels have such sophisticated equipment.

Extraordinary creations are not like ordinary weapons. It is very difficult to manufacture. Materials, personnel, and skills all have high requirements, which greatly reduces its output.

However, until now, it is impossible to delve into these things any more.

The long and desolate horn sounded in the army formation, and then the court wizards in red robes stepped apart. They gathered into rings of different sizes, and then the large crimson spells began to be cast.

The azure sky turned red at this moment, the original white clouds seemed to be burning, and the sky showed a strange purple color.

Wisps of red flames swam in the sky, turning and converging like spirals, and crimson vortices of different sizes emerged in the sky, and the terrifying magic power emanating from them made the two sides fighting below tremble with fear.

"The Crimson Ceremony: The Vortex of Falling Fire"

Hundreds of years ago, the court wizards who practiced this secret technique and the wizards of the country of Oz also faced off in the land of the southern border, but at some point, they changed their opponents again.

The flames were like songs, and in the burning vortex, crimson meteor fires that distorted the atmosphere fell one by one, drawing a long trajectory in the air, and the scene was like the end of the world.

I can't keep it anymore.

Facing the crimson sky and the world-ending fire, the girl also flew up slowly in the wind.

In the gust of wind, the hood fell, and the long hair fluttered along with it.

She closed her eyes slightly, and her light, song-like voice played in the wind.

"Fairy's Utopia·Fifth Movement·Midsummer Nostalgia"

Fragmented orange sparks sprinkled in the hair, and this slender girl sang loudly in the sky, like a golden goblin in mythology.

The petals, as brilliant as the sun, lit up between the eyebrows one by one, and then the orange-yellow gradient petals bloomed behind her one after another.

Such orange-red petals stretch and grow freely in the air, layer by layer, expanding continuously, gradually covering the sky in the field of vision.

Until the end, the orange petals gradually occupied the entire sky, like a sacred courtyard, and in the courtyard of the orange petals, a golden goblin slowly opened his eyes.

The golden and transparent hair is like a thread of light, floating gently in a quiet posture, and the orange-red calendula flowers are slowly blooming in the pupils of the eyes.

"The golden thread condensed by time and light was once spun with the most gentle fine workmanship"

"Created this midsummer that all eyes can see"

"But tyranny will also come one day, and it will be drawn from it"

"Make beauty no longer beautiful, only make it outstanding for a while"

"The endless flow of time makes the flowers of marigolds bloom"

"The icy and brutal freezing wind overturned the orange petals"

Lorraine Hill recited the ancient poems and spells in Elven language, like sighing and nostalgic.

…

"If you hide the fragrance of summer"

"Flowers and fruits turned into glass liquid"

"The Butterfly of Tangerine Fire Flies in Winter and Never Disappears"

"Fragrance surrounds you, and you can see the land of immortal goblins"

As the girl sang, a huge and magnificent petal mirror gradually took shape behind her.

The petals of seven colors are spliced ​​together to form a fantasy picture scroll, in which flowers of various colors bloom, like a fiery midsummer, with tens of thousands of flowers clustered together, it is the hometown of fairies isolated from the world.

Under the sky of orange-red petals, the vortexes of fiery red flames are still spinning, but their colors are gradually fading.

Fires fell one by one from the sky, although they were still blazing, but their colors seemed to be gradually blurring, turning into faded scrolls.

The sparks slowly turned into finer particles, finer particles, and then gradually filtered out the burning and fire poison, and a soft and warm fragrance swept across the earth.

Those falling fires did not disappear, nor were they counteracted, but descended in this world in a more gentle way, and such a delicate fragrance would no longer be targeted or manipulated by any spells.

In this way, this world is temporarily turned into a gentle and ideal land, and those falling fires have also obtained freedom and eternal life, like fragrant fragrances, they go to foreign countries under the wind of the world.

Seven movements, seven promises, golden flowers of seven colors will bloom in the pupils, that is the door to the land of fairies.

Now, after being promoted to Sequence 7 of Nature, Lorraine Hill was finally able to barely display this fairy secret art handed down from ancient times.

"This, how is this possible..."

Among the court wizards of the empire, one of the few forest elves unbelievably took off his hood.

As a family of elves, he naturally knows the secret art of goblins passed down in ancient times. Although it has a great reputation, there have never been many elves or goblins in history who can perform it.

Is it because this kind of secret art is hidden and difficult to know? No, the mantra of the secret art is the seven fairy tale-like ballads. Almost everyone knew it in the first era, but even so, there are only a very small number of peerless ones. A goblin or elf can cast it.

Because the secret art of Fairyland is actually very special, it requires a very high synchronization rate between the performer and the chanted ballad.

In other words, if you are a cruel person, you can’t sing this fifth movement at all. It requires the user to have a firm and gentle heart. Unwavering tenderness and trust.

Just for this alone, there are not many elves and fairies selected for the competition, and it must be considered that at least the strength of Sequence 8 can be barely summoned to summon the petal mirror that symbolizes the hometown of fairies, so even if the first At the end of the era, there were no more than sixteen elves who had performed the secret art of the Fairy Land.

And in the following era, with the decline of the three elves, no such elves were even seen again, so that the elves thought that this secret technique was lost.

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

Is the **** 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 came down to the world from the sky, under the mirror of seven-color petals, the morale of each soldier is high, and in the fragrance of the fierce flame, they step 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.