She Is Not a Witch

The southern border of the empire, the mountain of silver top.

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 transformed into high-energy magic power in the seething extraordinary core, and then swayed it on the battlefield, with extraordinary skills, tough body, blazing guns, and fierce and rapid intertwined collisions.

The screaming battle sound drowned out the world below. In such a cruel battlefield, everyone was immersed in the frantic fighting and killing, forgetting everything around them, even their own lives.

As long as there is a little strength left in the body, 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 shortcomings of huge physical exertion, greatly prolonging the fighting time.

At one point in the sky, Vimiya looked at the scorching battlefield below. After a long time, she slowly moved her gaze away to the dimmed horizon in the north.

Lorraine has now stabilized the front line, and is familiar with the fighting style of the enemy general, so 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 just an empire of nobles, not an empire of all people. Even if they are defeated, they can survive, so they don't have the will to die.

But it is different for our own side, there is no retreat, and it is also a battle that must be fought. If you want to survive, you can only 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.

As the sky gradually turned blue and darkened, flocks of black jackdaws flapping their wings made noise.

They devoured the faint flames floating on the battlefield, which were the shattered souls of the dead, and then began to channel large-scale battlefield magic.

It's ruthless.

Vimiya muttered in her heart, and then slowly appeared in the air.

The 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 floating clouds flowed rapidly, flickering and flickering, the stars flickered 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 large numbers, circled around her in a huge circle, and then slowly opened a vague eye in the sky .

And 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 rain, and then gradually sank, but then, under the urging of magic power, white smoke rose from the feathers, catching up with the blue-haired figure in the sky again .

In this regard, Vimiya had no choice but to play a little harder.

The sound of the violin changed, becoming hasty and passionate, and the jackdaws circling in the sky suddenly screamed a few times, and then fell from the sky in pieces, with feathers and blood falling together.

If someone dissects the corpses of these jackdaws, they will 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, and 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 Sequence 7.

If it waits until it grows to a perfect Sequence 9 state, I'm afraid it will be better than Phoebe in the past, and people can't help feeling that the blue is better than the blue.

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 going to think of something new.

This little battle and temptation in the sky is over, and the battle below is gradually coming to an end.

In the shattered magic glow, 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 majestic body was covered with wounds, the armor and cloak were in dilapidated condition, solidification mixed with blood stains and dust, forming dark and ugly stains.

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He was panting, the huge ax in his hand was already full of gaps, his long mane was scattered on his shoulders and chest, and there were still marks 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 the blade layer by layer, turning it into a holy and brilliant sword. look like.

"But this is a battlefield, not a children's game or an exam."

"Heh, heh, hahaha! That's right, that's right. I just feel that those witches and the empire's think tanks have missed their eyes, and maybe those big shots see me as an insignificant chess piece. Know some truths." The general looked up to the sky and laughed.

"However, even so, I will still kill you—!" He roared, the muscles on his body instantly swelled, his size increased dramatically, and the giant ax swung down with unprecedented momentum.

click - rub -

The ground trembled, and a huge crack opened from the ground under his slash. Countless soldiers could not stand still, some fell down in the soil 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 fighting mode of this giant bear. Various analyzed models and data emerged in her eyes, and the starting hands and trends of her various movements allowed her to be able to compare with the opponent's moves. I found various flaws in ~www.readwn.com~ Sorry, but it's over.

Holding a holy and brilliant sword, she slashed under the night sky, like a new moon flashing away.

Blood splashes.

An incomparably thick arm fell into the hillside, carrying a heavy giant ax and rolling continuously, falling into the yellow sand and mud pits.

The rich blood splashed out like a fountain, staining the girl's chestnut-gold long hair, and even dripping a little on her cheeks. 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 counter-offensive 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.

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.