She Is Not a Witch

The sound of clashing weapons resounded from time to time, and two figures, one red and one black, staggered back and forth in the hall. The floor that was originally covered with snow was now in a mess, with various scratches and scattered snow marks everywhere.

Although Edron's original strength was only Sequence 6, but with the blessing of several royal relics, he is not weaker than the Sequence 7 Transcendent, and even won.

A pair of blood-red crescent moons appeared in his pupils, and then the bright red magic power, like endless fireflies, rose in the hall, and then danced and gathered.

The quenched magic power is woven into broad wings, crystal-like armor, and a long and narrow sword body. After being fully strengthened, Edron floats in the air, and a round of virtual huge red moon gradually emerges on the dome of the palace, blooming. A sacred and dreamy color that dyes the white snow on the ground into a bewitching bright red.

[Blood Moon · Zusselberg] (holy creation): At the end of the "Sun of the Wings of God", the holy creation made of fragments of the crown of God has some powers.

Attribute: Bloodline - Devil

field:

[Red Moon Demonstration] (The ability, skills, and strength of the Demon Sequence are greatly enhanced, which is an extremely convenient and even comprehensive ability)

[Crimson Descendant] (it can make the body obtain a terrifying regeneration ability, unless it evaporates instantly and dies, almost all injuries can be repaired in a short time)

In addition, when he was fighting, an ancient oil painting was slowly unfolded in the hall, and then internalized into the scene of this palace, making people in it feel like standing in a golden field on an autumn day.

[Wilderness·Alolisa] (holy creation): At the end of the "Sun of the Wings of God", the holy creation made of fragments of the crown of God has some powers.

Attribute: Time and Space-Painted Scroll

field:

[Endless Field] (After the scroll is unfolded, the golden wheat field depicted in the oil painting will be embedded in the original world, non-holders will get lost in the endless field after entering the wheat field)

[Vision of Abundance] (If the corresponding magic power is injected, the wheat field in the picture scroll can be made to mature and produce ears of wheat, but this ability will make the holy object go dormant after several times of use)

In addition to these two sacred objects, there is another sacred object kept in the hall, but it is Edron's limit to activate these two.

"Turn to ashes..." Edron looked at the tiny young man below, swung his long sword down, and countless bright red light particles drifted towards him, turning into burning flames.

As if there was a bang, a sea of ​​flames spread out in the world of tumbling wheat waves, submerging the young man running back and forth in it.

Elio swung his sword across, trying to cut the fire wave, but the suffocating heat wave drowned it at the moment of contact.

In the distorted red flame, everything became blurred, and then the flame dispersed, leaving only a scorched figure lying in the wheat field.

Seeing this appalling scene, the nobles watching from a distance were terrified, and even a little unbelievable. Could it be that the future emperor of the empire just died here?

Fortunately, the silver-purple maid still stood there calmly, so that they would not lose their composure in an instant.

In the sea of ​​embers and black ash, the scorched figure suddenly moved, and then stood up.

Seeing that the 'corpse' that had been completely burned by him stood up, Edron frowned deeply.

He pointed his palm at the young man, and then the red spear shot out like rain, piercing through this fragile body time and time again, bringing up a large cloud of blood mist, and finally a **** 'hedgehog' formed on the ground.

But this time before he could relax, the 'corpse' hanging from the 'hedgehog' melted like snowflakes, turning into ice mist, and then condensed in the field to form an intact Elio.

He raised his head slightly, and the ice mist condensed in the palm of his hand, and then turned into a silver-white sword blade.

'The Immortal King of Rime'

This is not only the title given to Elio by Kornos, but also represents the noble blessing given to him by the witch, allowing him to be reborn as ice mist countless times.

The battle continued again, and Elio's figure flickered, avoiding the rushing red torrent, like a snow-white ice fog spreading upwards from bottom to top.

A layer of faint hoarfrost began to adhere to the sacred red moon, weakening its brilliance, and at the same time, tiny ice sands began to float in the sky.

The silver sword condensed from the ice mist and the blood-red long sword collided in the air, and there were bursts of crisp sounds in the air, which were endless.

During the battle between the two, Edron killed the boy dozens of times, but the boy was still able to revive, condensing again like ice fog.

Gradually, Edron began to get injured, and the edge of the armor gradually appeared a little broken.

However, just once the brilliance of the red moon shone, the wounds on his body disappeared, and the armor returned to its original state.

The two are locked in a long and bitter battle, unable to defeat each other.

———

When the private army of the nobles and the dark moons captured the Rose Palace, there was a loud noise from behind. A **** general charged forward with a sharp spear in his hand, broke through the palace gates, and began to walk towards the deepest palace. everywhere.

Behind him, a group of soldiers full of scars rushed forward. They trained in a salvo and used various alchemy props. When they met each other, they killed those red-clothed dark moons.

Gunshots continued, some red-clothed dark moons were shot into sieves before they approached, and fell to their knees in the rain, corpses were added to the already chaotic palace, and the dark red blood flowed quietly along the ravine. flow.

Looking at the gradually quiet palace in front of him, Sevry felt anxious and uneasy. He vaguely had the worst premonition, and could no longer endure such slow progress.

A shooting star suddenly shot up from the ground, piercing through the deepest part of the palace.

However, before he could rush into the destination, a dark red figure came suddenly from behind.

The blade slashed across the blocking gun body, drawing long scratches and sparks, and then unabated, slashed at Severy.

There was a loud noise in the sky, and then the two people who exploded fell from the sky.

Before Severy could move forward again, the assassin leader in red followed closely, swiping down the dangerous blade in an instant.

At that moment, the stabbing scimitar was like a hazy phantom, waving afterimages in the air, making it difficult to distinguish, even though Severy had already swept down many blades with the blade of the gun, sparking a spark, but still There were three knives directly slashing at him, splashing blood and cutting open a long and narrow wound.

A feeling of numbness came immediately, and then he lost a little sense of the body, which made the devil's Sequence 7 general feel tight.

This moment was not the time to hesitate, he stared with both eyes, the blade in his hand was entwined with blood streaks, poured with boiling and violent magic power, and then stabbed out at full speed.

The tip of the spear instantly spanned the distance of time and space, penetrated the body of the assassin leader on the opposite side, and pierced out from behind him.

The spear blade was recovered, and a large amount of blood was brought out. The assassin leader of Sequence 7 staggered and fell to his knees, and Severy also felt dizzy and weak, and couldn't stand steadily.

He stimulated his nerves with pain, then took out the potions he had prepared in the past from his bosom, and poured them into his mouth one by one, some of which could restore physical strength, heal wounds, and forcefully suppress toxins.

These medicinal liquids were mixed and flowed down his throat, making him feel a cool feeling spread throughout his body, and his previous paralyzed consciousness also recovered a little.

But at this moment, a sharp blade pierced through his back suddenly, and then emerged from his chest. The cold touch made the general feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

"die!"

Enraged, he swept back instantly regardless of his injuries, but the leader of the assassins had already disappeared behind him, and when he looked in front of him, the figure that was kneeling on the ground had turned into pieces of dissipated ashes, it was just like an illusion Just a substitute.

Pressing the bleeding wound, the general forced himself to calm down with strong willpower, and then stood on the spot with high vigilance.

But the assassin who was hiding in the shadows obviously had cruel patience, quietly waiting for the general to gradually lose blood and gradually exhaust his physical strength.

The poison smeared on the blade spread across the wound, and the blood couldn't be stopped. Severy felt a chill start to appear in his body, and the long-lost weakness and trembling gradually spread from all parts of his body.

I'm really not reconciled.

The general fell slowly, bouncing up and down slightly with the sound of splashing water on the ground, and stopped moving.

A few seconds later, several sharp daggers shot out from the darkness, pierced into the limbs and neck of the body on the ground, and then disappeared on the spot.

Sporadic rain fell on the churning clouds and sky. After losing this powerful combat force, the battle outside was once again at a stalemate, and time passed slowly.

But as the fingers of the body on the ground touched, daggers slipped from the wound, and the fallen warrior stood up again.

Sevry's face was pale, and the wound overflowed with blood again, but fortunately, the assassin had left here at this time.

With trembling hands, he took out the only remaining potion from his bosom and swallowed it, only then did his face turn slightly rosy.

It was true that his heart stopped beating just now, and his body was as motionless as a dead person. This was also because he had practiced the secret technique related to feigning death, and the combination of the medicine he drank before was able to hide it from the professional assassin.

Now the manpower is tight, but fortunately, the assassin didn't have time to do more to deal with it, or to deal with the aftermath, so that he survived this catastrophe.

As a commoner, Sifry, although talented, knows that there is a gap between himself and those true geniuses. Therefore, he often thinks about how to survive in the face of various desperate situations.

People learn and think because of inadequacy, because he received the benefits of extraordinary potions in the "Black Water Lily" when he was young, and he deeply understands how important some emergency potions can be.

And this habit allowed him to survive this danger for the time being~www.readwn.com~ However, although this crisis has passed, the matter is far from over. He struggled to stand up, recovering carefully and Healed his own wounds, and then looked towards the direction where the beam of light rose.

If Her Majesty the Queen is there.

No, at this moment he noticed the warm fluctuations from his wrist, which was a communication creation left by His Majesty the Queen in the past. Although the sound could not be transmitted directly, some simple signals could be transmitted through it.

Her Majesty the Queen is not in the Blood Moon Palace, but in another direction, which seems to be more remote and hidden.

After receiving this favorable news, a little hope rose in Sevry's eyes, and then he headed towards the depths of the palace again.

The rain gradually weakened, turned into mist and hit with the wind, the originally bright beam of light in the sky began to weaken slowly, until it dissipated, and the duel in the blood moon hall gradually came to an end.

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