She Is Not a Witch

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

There was still a little blood on the clean marble floor, 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 dressed in a black dress, with a long sword with a goblin pattern on his waist, short black hair, and eyes like blood.

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

"Well…"

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.

Soldiers who dealt with the aftermath dragged the bodies of these 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.

All these things were urgently completed within half a minute, and before they could restrain their figures, the door was pushed open, and dark moons in red clothes began to occupy both sides of the main road, opening the way for the king behind them.

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 his steps were unhurried. to the deepest part of the Rose Palace.

If you look down from the sky, you can find 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 fiercely fighting. The sound of blades and gunshots never stopped.

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

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 are shot one after another as if they are free of money.

On the other hand, the guards of the Rose Palace use the Rohigkin Repeater Crossbow specially made by the Royal Workshop. Since the refugee of Master Ruerna was obtained many years ago, the manufacturing process of this extraordinary machine has also been mastered by the Empire, just because of its expensive The cost and materials are not widespread.

Now that the forest elves no longer send guards to defend the imperial capital, these Roxikin crossbows have taken the place of 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 that of the opponent, the guards were not at a disadvantage in terms of firepower.

"It can't be delayed 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 ask the soldiers under their command to support them, and then 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, put it in his mouth, and crushed it. The glass shards mixed with the liquid medicine permeated his mouth, violently stimulating his nerves, and a strange magic 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 gradually, which made people feel chills.

"Hahaha, are you finally making 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 up in the rain, a while The strong wind that gathered the magic power gradually gathered around her side, the robe rolled up, and the golden hair also floated up, dancing wantonly in the air.

A dark funnel began to appear in the originally low sky, and the dense dark clouds around were absorbed by the vortex in the middle, and hung down, in which red lightning flashed from time to time, bursts of cold air also fell, and some rain even turned into ice particles and fell.

"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 incoming crossbow arrows as if he was playing. Get close to the janitors who are guarding.

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 guards let out a cold snort. His figure was like lightning, like a swift and fierce eagle. He knocked the nobleman waving his sword light into the air with a single sword. He was dismembered on the spot. Gu Wei

However, another figure came to the rescue at this moment, and 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 going forward was pinched by fingers like steel, and its nails scratched harsh flames 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 didn't have time to kill Simul, that is, the noble young man who had just rushed into the battle, but just 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 smeared with poison, came in a surprise attack. The young rookie with the title of "short blade of bee venom" was 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 short blade that was approaching.

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 sword swiped 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, his heart shrank, and the magic power of the extraordinary core was fully activated. 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-lived loophole is enough.

Six red-clothed assassins suddenly rushed out from around the palace. Their teleporting figures were like phantoms, and the blades in their hands were restrained and dark red, stabbing away with a strange and swift trajectory like a poisonous snake.

The toxin in his body still paralyzed his nerves, making it difficult for De Rosa to react quickly. Although he couldn't see it, he still swung the blade in his hand instinctively. 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 a split second, these demonic Sequence 6 assassins died on the spot, but their assassination method of killing each other also achieved its due effect.

Six blades pierced through the body of the number one swordsman in the palace, and the dark red blood dripped slowly, and the toxin in it also spread into the body of the commander of the imperial guards. UU reading www. uukanshu. 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 the man with bated breath.

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

That frightening figure always stood in place like a statue.

After 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.

Holding the lyre in his hand, the nobleman sang softly, as if paying homage to the hero, then walked slowly to the still Derisa and bowed slowly.

Afterwards, groups of soldiers passed the dead No. 1 swordsman in the palace and began to march towards the depths of the palace, leaving only this sculpture-like body standing quietly in the rain.

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