She Is Not a Witch

Cold, twisted, but with an invisible order.

Compared with the phantom of chaos that is completely scattered and fine sand, this monster has at least formed some kind of structure in its body, which is also a kind of order, and the formation of order inevitably requires some bonds and consensus.

After breaking into the monster's body, Lorraine Hill poured magic power into the fighter plane, making it cut through everything along the way like a sharp knife, while the white jet at the tail of the fighter plane continued to push her forward, sending her to a farther place. deep place.

At first, the outer layer of silver mirror structure is torn in layers like flimsy tissue paper in front of the sharpened and textured circuit-reinforced wing, and then the inner structure is like some kind of ceramic, brittle but broken. The energy and power required to break into it suddenly jumped, the speed of the fighter continued to decrease, and the surface began to wear out.

[Warning, warning, 60% of the armor in the front area of ​​the fighter is damaged, and it is about to disintegrate, so it cannot protect the internal area]

[A crack was detected on the wing, and it is currently expanding, please return to the flight immediately for repairs]

[Unable to connect to the command system, please perform manual calibration]

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Lorraine Hill looked at the picture on the screen, which was almost pitch black, and the table next to it showed that most of the external observation and imaging devices were damaged, and various warning prompts began to occupy the picture, and the interior of the cabin was almost like a red light , Various warnings and reminders sounded endlessly.

She closed her eyes and slowly estimated the distance she had traveled all the way. At present, there should be 30% of the distance left to the target point.

The internal solid structure was too worn out for the fighter, so she opened her eyes thinking so much, pulled down the control lever on the side, and gradually reduced the speed, so that the fighter was a little farther away from the completely damaged state.

However, if you can't move forward, this state is nothing but slow death.

Sure enough, an explosion is still needed. After thinking for a few seconds to no avail, some flame marks appeared at the bottom of the pair of clear eyes in the helmet, and then the white light film covering the entire fighter body began to fade away, replaced by an incomparably crimson flame. .

The entire fighter plane was like a red-hot soldering iron, exuding intense orange-red fiery brilliance, followed by a heart-shattering contraction, and the flames exploded fiercely. The high temperature melted everything around it, and also shook away the structures that were constantly gathering towards the fighter plane.

After doing this, the fighter plane piloted by Lorraine Hill is now dilapidated, with various cracks appearing on the surface, and various gaps appearing in the originally seamless outer circuit barrier.

Soon, the fire light dissipated, and in this small cavity, various distorted gray phantoms began to emerge. They were like the immune system in a monster, and began to attack and corrode this 'foreign body'.

However, I can't stop here.

Inside the cabin, Lorraine Hill had already taken off the helmet, and her long silver hair poured out of it. Then she grabbed the joystick, leaned down suddenly, and pushed the handle until a certain reminder sounded.

[Emergency ejection system activated, outer armor stripped]

Then, the front armor of the fighter plane was lifted suddenly, and an oval dark gold cockpit shot out, piercing into the endless darkness ahead.

The violent high temperature melted everything that came into contact with the dark golden metal shell, and then tore it apart, going deeper and deeper until the speed became slower and slower, and then there was another explosion.

After doing this several times, even if the shell was loaded and repaired with metal power, it finally couldn't bear it, and tiny cracks began to appear, but this time Lorraine Hill can no longer control so much.

After breaking through the barrier for the last time, what appeared in front of him was no longer a hard substance like ceramics and stones, but wriggling flesh and blood, and the sense of distortion and chaos coming from it was dozens of times stronger, making people dizzy. She also felt an indescribable shock.

vomit-

Lorraine Hill urgently covered her mouth and suppressed the reaction of her stomach. She felt a severe drowsiness and pain in her head, as if every nerve was screaming and wailing, and countless voices were pouring out in her ears. Despair, ecstasy, sadness, excitement, confusion, sadness, etc.

This is the inner core, such a violent sense of distortion.

Lorraine Hill stopped slowly, looking at the squirming flesh and blood on the transparent metal shell, some of which were illuminated by the dim light, showing human faces, and some of them were mutilated bodies , piled up in disorder.

No matter how many times I read it, I feel very repulsed. If there are naturally beautiful things in nature, then there are naturally ugly things in front of my eyes. There is no law and order, only chaos with increasing entropy.

Loosening the joystick in her hand, Lorraine clasped her hands together, slowly closed her eyes, and a pair of snow-white wings spread out from her back.

It was as if a small fire was born in the extremely dark world, and the pair of snow-white wings slowly extended, each of which was so white and flawless, stretched softly, exuding a faint halo, illuminating this eternal world. A world that sees no light.

【Angel Sequence 9·Eternal Cradle Wings】

Embracing the small dark golden tinder in the center, the pair of broad wings of holy white slowly spread out, and the halo emitted by them washed the approaching chaotic phantom layer by layer, turning them into Bits of light sand dissipate in the air.

In the originally squeezed and compact space, because of the opening of the pair of wings, a hole with a diameter of about 100 meters appeared.

Afterwards, the second pair of wings also began to appear, and quickly extended and expanded. The spread wide wings brought a pale golden flame, burning everything that came close, whether it was flesh and blood, phantoms, or any foreign objects. It was like a flame guarding paradise. , so powerful and reassuring.

Finally, the third pair of wings sprouted slowly. It was not as white and wide as the first pair of wings, nor was it as brilliant and blazing as the second pair of wings. There are many slender lines that spread like capillaries, and the lines on each feather flow with a gradual and beautiful light.

Afterwards, the three pairs of wings gradually assimilated, and each wing became so wide and soft, so brilliant and blazing, so transparent and beautiful, and the light golden transparent flames emitted from it also opened up a cradle paradise with a diameter of nearly a kilometer in the darkness. No matter how the chaotic phantom twisted or how the flesh and blood accumulated, it could not affect a speck of dust inside.

At this time, in the center of the three pairs of wings, the gentle and beautiful figure also slowly opened its pupils. Its color is like a pale golden glass crystal, and there is a special power symbol slowly rotating in it. In the center of the snow-white forehead, the emblem of the sun Slowly appearing and the pair of eyes reflect each other, dreamy and sacred.

The combat uniform she was wearing on her body has long since disappeared, replaced by a snow-white cloth woven by the pure magic power of the Angel Sequence. It is comfortable and soft, wrapping the girl's body. It seems that only a little wind is needed to make this absolutely soft cloth fluttering.

Under the snow-white and golden flower-decorated cuffs, slender fingers stretched out, and a holy gun with golden magic power slowly formed, and a ring-like structure appeared near the tip of the gun, and with a light wave, it could emit a crisp and melodious sound. sound.

When the holy gun was finally formed, Lorraine Hill gently touched the body of the gun with his fingers, and a burst of exquisite and gorgeous text imprints flashed on it, as if recording history and carrying hope. It slowly floated into the air, and then gradually absorbed the light, becoming more and more blazing, more and more dazzling, until the final bloom that drowned everything.

【Holy Lance Longinus】

In the dark and cold space, in front of countless screens that are watching, amidst all kinds of quiet prayers, a ray of light pierced through the octahedral body of this chaotic monster, and then disappeared in an instant.

Compared with the monster with a diameter of hundreds of kilometers, this light filament is extremely thin and difficult to detect, and even many people in front of the screen have not noticed it, but soon some people saw it based on the feedback of various instruments and some replays. To this moment of shining.

Lord Lorraine Hill is still alive!

The feeling of joy immediately dissipated the previous nervousness, and people cheered for it. There was a burst of enthusiastic shouting from all over the place, and countless people cried and screamed with joy.

However, compared to the joy of the outside world, the situation faced by Lorraine Hill inside the monster is more depressing.

"this is?"

Using the impact of the holy gun, Lorraine Hill opened up an unimpeded and spacious avenue inside the monster, and she quickly shuttled through it with the destruction device in the dark golden oval in her arms until she was blocked by the 'black shadows' in front of her.

Compared with those shapeless chaotic phantoms, these swimming 'shadows' barely have some shape, but they are still weird.

It doesn't have self-awareness, it can only imitate the things it sees unconsciously, such as the girl in front of it.

The black wings slowly took shape, resembling a human figure, but because they didn't imitate the particularly distorted body, its attack method also rushed directly, like black sludge.

!

Facing such an unknown thing, Lorraine Hill was not careless, but teleported back, and then flapped his wings, and a golden and transparent hexagonal honeycomb barrier was instantly constructed. Its strength, even if it is a small nuclear bomb, is also It cannot be blasted away instantly, the magic power of the angel sequence is extremely stable, and it is isolated from external objects. Layers of light curtains are brushed, and the internal structure is constantly strengthened and more reliable.

Soon, these 'black shadows' pounced on the golden honeycomb barrier, and white smoke floated up. This was because the high temperature on the surface of the barrier caused these 'black shadows' to continuously evaporate and sublimate.

Unlike the phantoms of chaos, they obviously have entities, and they are flesh like mud that can be spliced ​​and deformed at will.

At first, Lorraine Hill breathed a sigh of relief, but soon frowned again, because the barrier in front of him began to slowly melt.

The golden symbols in her eyes rotated slowly, and then froze for an instant. The world seemed to stand still at this moment, and then it was imprinted in her mind. 'See' the process, how the magic of the angelic sequence in those structures is infected and distorted.

The extent of this kind of corrosion and distortion is far beyond imagination. Even if a witch with power comes into contact with it directly, she will probably go crazy immediately, and then the soul consciousness will be distorted and shattered as if poisoned, turning into a chaotic and crazy existence.

Is this considered raising Gu?

Lorraine Hill took a deep breath, feeling a little uneasy in her heart. Through her own observation ability as the primordial wind, she realized that the cause of it was probably the eroded Sequence 10, which did not die suddenly, but relied on her own power to continuously Fighting and pulling with the phantom of chaos, resurrecting again and again, being corroded and purified again and again, and then gradually weakened in the process of reciprocating, and in this process, a more vile and more corrupted and twisted existence was born.

It seems that if they are not resolved, there is no way to move forward. Otherwise, after the destruction device is installed, it will be quickly eroded by the opponent and will fail before it can be detonated.

Many thoughts turned in Lorraine Hill's mind, and then she placed the elliptical dark gold sphere behind her, protected by layers of barriers, and then white and brilliant holy swords gradually formed by her side, almost every day These items are all sacred objects that people sang, and they have different powers. After gradually restoring the sun crown, the abilities she can mobilize become more and more abundant.

Recalling the witch opponent he had seen before, Lorraine Hill flapped his wings lightly, and transparent goblins that were 70% similar to himself flashed out from the wings.

Soon these transparent figures, like mythical goblins, stood in front of a holy sword and held it together.

Born out of the goblin family, the seven-part butterfly technique has now been further developed in the hands of Lorraine Hill. These transparent goblins have some of her own characteristics, and as long as she wants, she can even be on one of them at any time. When it descends, let it exist as a subject, as if there are countless selves at the same time.

Although outsiders see them as similar but different individuals, from a high-dimensional point of view, they are actually one person. This is like inserting five fingers into a shallow water basin, and fish in the water will think that I am facing five different 'fingers', but in fact they are still the same body, it's just that the dimension of reality prevents ordinary creatures from seeing the whole picture.

The mythical goblins named "wing-winged species" by the ancients are not only so simple on the surface, they are endowed with higher possibilities and certain hopes when they are created, but the precipitation of time is not enough to let them The possibilities come into full play.

The battle begins.

Fairy girls similar to Lorraine Hill are flapping their transparent butterfly wings ~www.readwn.com~ flickering and moving in this dark world at a speed that is difficult to see, and the light of sword marks remains in the field of vision It hasn't dissipated yet, and the next attack has already begun.

Extreme speed, almost transparent and light body, and flawless cooperation, these shining goblins shuttle through the twisted dark forest like butterflies, tearing apart the 'shadow' sludge in front of them, and then using the power of the holy sword , turning it into black iron, gravel, ash, or turning it into flames, into sand, crystallization and solidification, and so on.

With the path opened by these "companions", Lorraine Hill once again carried the destruction device to advance quickly inside the monster, and reached the final central place step by step.

Here, the huge 'spider' with countless distorted faces has long been waiting. Its body is about a thousand meters high, overlooking the white figure that is as small as a grain of sand and suddenly broke in. His eyeballs turned, and his sight converged on the only white light spot in this dark world.

Among them, tens of millions of chaotic phantoms screamed and swam around, and then they were like an incomparably dark tide, submerging the tiny 'spot of light' below...

(end of this chapter)