She Is Not a Witch

In the darkness, the light of the torch gradually weakened, and the flickering dark red light made people worry that it would go out at any time.

Viscount Moruo looked at the stone platform in front of him, this is the last place. The well-defined stone platform is like a ladder, step by step upward. On the top of the stone platform, a magnificent oval gem is slowly suspended, exuding a faint fluorescence, and the accumulation of dust and rust can be vaguely seen below it Stained long sword.

"Is this the treasure that has been buried for thousands of years?" An officer in red greedily looked at the gem.

"There is a special magical power on it, and it is so peaceful and silent." The two people around them also looked at the gemstone and slowly evaluated it.

"This is not an ordinary thing. I think we need to store it first and hand it over to the royal family for verification."

"I think so." They didn't intend to give this treasure to Viscount Moruo, even if the other party brought a few of them in.

"You, how could you do this.... Such dishonesty, treachery, this is betrayal..." Viscount Mo Ruo seemed to be very angry, and stood aside to criticize, but he was a little scared. He couldn't beat these three at the moment. human.

"You can say what you want, Lord Viscount."

They didn't care about the speech of this weak viscount at all. Perhaps in the past, the viscount was quite a nobleman, but now in the southern border, the power of the nobles has been purged in large numbers, and naturally they are no longer as noble as they used to be.

The three left the viscount alone, quickened their pace, and climbed towards the high platform. But as it got closer, the gem became brighter and emitted circles of light blue ripples, which made the hearts of the three people who approached chill.

They stepped back again, carefully avoiding the spreading ripples, and then cautiously tried again.

A stone was thrown, rolled to the ground without any response, and then tried to pull out the sword to test the ripples, and then a cold magic power spread from the sword, and the hand holding the sword froze immediately .

Seeing that the situation was not good, the two people around him forcibly knocked down their swords and broke the short-term connection. Only then did the officer fall to the ground, panting for the rest of his life.

"It seems that we still have to find Viscount Moruo." As they spoke, the two brought Viscount Moruo not far behind again.

"I know what to do, because this is a secret of our family, so you must take me with you to avoid the curse." Viscount Moruo said firmly.

"Okay, I'll take you with me." As they spoke, the two of them held Viscount Moruo and moved forward again.

When they approached this step again, the gemstone emitted another circle of ripples. Seeing this, Mo Ruo hurriedly took out the small blood bottle in his arms and swayed it to the ripples.

After coming into contact with the ripples, bursts of fluorescent star points spread in the air, and part of the blood splashed on the gemstone.

A burst of red light flowed, and the gemstone slowly descended, as if it had been tamed. Seeing this, Viscount Moruo rushed over excitedly.

"Let's go, Master Mo Ruo." The two officers behind grabbed Mo Ruo, then kicked him to the side, and then moved forward, and the two rushed towards the slowly falling gemstone together.

The bodies of the two rolled in the dust on the stone platform, and then they competed with each other. Although they didn't kill each other, seeing the two people getting more and more jealous, it seemed that the internal strife was unavoidable.

After another round of punching and kicking, the two struggled to stand up, but one of them still held the gem tightly in his palm and refused to let go.

The two stared at each other, as if hesitating whether to turn their faces completely, but fortunately, footsteps came from the stone platform again.

"Has the treasure been taken?"

Yan Liuyan looked at the two people in front of him with a knife in his hand, and asked casually. And not far behind him, a girl in a black and red dress also stepped out slowly.

"What do you want to do?" The two didn't answer Yan Liuyan, but retreated vigilantly. Compared to their Sequence 5 masters, they, Sequence 6 masters, were really not easy to provoke, and it was not safe to be underground.

"I just want to see what kind of treasure it is, and it's worth all the trouble, but judging by the way you two seem to be unwilling to show it."

"This is a secret of the empire, you'd better not ask too much." The two shook their heads, then slowly backed away, ready to find a chance to leave.

Unfortunately, a familiar figure stood behind the two of them.

"Do you want to see what kind of treasure it is? It's really a simple matter, Kakaka." Viscount Moruo's piercing and sinister laughter suddenly sounded.

"You—" Before the two officers could react, a sword light slanted across, and the two of them rolled to the ground like candied haws. The remaining half of their bodies on the ground spurted violent blood, and then fell together in a pool of blood.

In just a split second, Mo Ruo chopped the two of them in half, and only then did Yan Liuyan notice the distinctive long sword in Viscount Mo Ruo's hand.

The body of the sword is full of rust, but the edge is like a silver line, sharp and dangerous, and at the same time exudes a strange magic power.

"This is..." Yan Liuyan guessed, then frowned, squatted down slowly, and put his hand on the handle of the knife. He sensed the great danger, and the perception in the extraordinary core told him how sharp and terrifying the long sword was.

This is not a creation of ordinary people, but a natural treasure, a remnant of a god.

Yan Liuyan, who has studied in Emenas, naturally knows what it refers to. It represents limited power, a legendary creation that is only inferior to the power of a witch, a weapon of ancient heroes, a term that has been passed down in history, and the greatness that countless people yearn for. Relic'.

"Oh, did you guess it, Mr. Yan Liuyan, hehe." Viscount Mo Ruo, who was as short as an old man, raised the long sword and stroked it slowly intoxicated.

"Seeing how nervous you are, you probably know what this is. That's right, this is the real treasure in this ruins. It's ridiculous that these ignorant and superficial soldiers dismiss it, hahaha."

"What kind of **** legion, the stupid dog that the new emperor has brought out, is uneducated and barking around, it's really disgusting." Feeling the special magic power transmitted from the long sword, his body became stronger and stronger, Viscount Mo Ruo has never been like this So carefree and joyful.

He couldn't wait to find someone to show off and talk about this feeling, so he vented the sulking he had received during this period.

"Although the process is indeed a bit tortuous, it belongs to me after all." Holding the sword, Viscount Moruo slowly opened his eyes, and his mood gradually calmed down.

"It's a pity, Mr. Yan Liuyan. Although I am very grateful to you for protecting me all the way, in order not to leak out today's secret, I have no choice but to ask you to die here."

After finishing speaking, the little Viscount Moruo kicked his feet, and the rusty sword in his hand slashed down in the air, cutting gray afterimages in the air.

Facing this sudden attack, Yan Liuyan naturally wouldn't just sit still, the scorching flame gushed out from the scabbard, flashed a gorgeous arc of light, and also slashed at this short figure.

The two weapons crossed each other, and only a slight tearing sound was heard. Yan Liuyan's long knife cut open like tofu in an instant, and the flames on the blade also exploded on Viscount Moruo.

But what is surprising is that the flames that can incinerate monsters did not have much effect on Viscount Moruo. He stepped out of the flames with ease, chased and chopped down again.

Although the speed is slightly slower than Yan Liuyan, but with the blessing of the rusty long sword, Yan Liuyan is as vulnerable to this attack as an unarmored baby.

The cold and sharp blade cut across his arm, bringing up hot blood, after a round of confrontation, Yan Liuyan was already injured. He had to concentrate on dodging the slashing blade, trying to find a chance to escape.

Accelerating and slashing again, the red and gray sword arc swept across, Yan Liuyan had to roll to the ground, dodging this dangerous attack in the gravel and mud. It's a pity that he passed this time, and he couldn't dodge afterwards. After all, after rolling on the ground, he lost the ability to move quickly.

The gray-red sword blade was chasing after him, and Mo Ruo shouted excitedly, watching the powerful oriental swordsman dodge under his sword in embarrassment, allowing himself to be slaughtered, this kind of carefreeness is as charming as poison.

"Hahaha, that's it, that's it, that's it? It's not enough!" The savage voice seemed crazy.

Viscount Mo Ruo seemed to have turned into an iron man who knew no pain and would not be injured, slashing wantonly amidst the cracks of the gravel, even though there was no way, the sword light still gradually pushed Yan Liuyan to an end.

"Let me see your strength! Stand up, you barbarian from the east, why are you so weak!" The long sword was used as a hammer and swung in the hands of the Viscount Mo Ruo, cutting the ground from time to time, bringing Puffs of dust and gravel kicked up. He was not in a hurry to deal with Yan Liuyan, but wanted to experience the thrill of being crushed.

"Stop it, Viscount Morrow."

Finally, a clear voice sounded from the side, and then Mo Ruo only felt like he was hitting cotton, and the blade of the sword was slow and felt a slight rebound.

"Are you...? Oh yes, and you, Miss Mesia." Only then did Viscount Moruo see the girl in the dark, with a greedy smile on his face.

"Miss Mesia will follow me from now on. I think you have no right to refuse." He finally stopped, kicked Yan Liuyan, and approached this rare and peerless girl step by step. .

"However, I refuse." Lorraine Hill's pupils blinked, looking at the text on the virtual screen.

[War Iron Stowett] (holy creation): At the end of the "God's Winged Sun", the holy creation made from the fragments of the crown of God has some powers.

ability:

[Silver Iron Conversion] (the ability to convert other substances into iron)

[Iron sharpening] (can manipulate iron-containing objects and sharpen their blades)

No wonder, if the treasure is a sacred object, everything makes sense. Lorraine Hill suddenly remembered the various monsters encountered along the way, all of which seemed to be related to steel.

The rusty black bear blocking the way, the ironback wolf in the forest, and the metal snake that he killed when saving Lottie.

Although compared to the witch's power, such a sacred object is much more rigid and simpler, but in the eyes of many mortals, it is still an incredible artifact. Even if there is only Sequence 3, the Viscount Moruo can chase after Sequence 6 after getting it.

"Do you still want to resist? Poor Miss Mesia, then let me punish you and cut off those sword hands." Seeing that Mesia was still indifferent, the short Viscount Moruo became angry in his heart, and once again He rushed over with a sword.

A clanging sound resounded in the dark underground ruins, the torch rolled down to the ground, and the dark red light was obscured endlessly. In that twilight, the silver-haired girl held the sword, and her figure moved from time to time, like dancing steps. Easily dodged Viscount Morrow's attack.

It's extremely sharp, but as long as it can't hit, it's pointless.

Lorraine Hill was much more flexible than Yan Liuyan, and facing such a sensitive opponent, Viscount Moruo could only be incompetent and furious.

"Stop it!" He shouted angrily, no one would dare to tease him like this on weekdays.

"No." The girl's light blue eyes stared at the rusty long sword, constantly analyzing, her body danced like a black and red butterfly, flashing across the ground, drawing circles, avoiding the constantly swinging attacks.

Finally, the Viscount Moruo was exhausted. He held his sword and looked at the girl who was still not far from him, feeling angrily in his heart.

Why, obviously possessing a powerful holy object, broke through the shackles of the past, and beat that powerful Eastern swordsman to crawl all over the ground, and he was no longer as weak as before. In such an exciting and happy moment, why does this girl still refuse to obey me, why is she still so relaxed and comfortable with only Sequence 5?

Why? Why? Why?

The anger and fear in his heart stirred together like magma and ice, which made Viscount Moruo extremely confident and extremely afraid. Confident in the sacred object in his hand, but afraid of losing this short-term strength.

He didn't want to go back in time and be kicked around like a bug by those officers.

"I am a noble Viscount! Stop!" He stood still, his eyes were bloodshot, and he swung the long sword in his hand, pointing directly at the girl in front of him.

Facing Viscount Morrow who suddenly shouted angrily, Lorraine Hill finally felt a hint of danger, as if standing behind the door and hearing someone turn the keyhole, it was a sign of the operation of power. At this moment, Lorraine Hill's figure turned into a lavender fluorescent flash, avoiding Viscount Morrow's sight. And immediately behind her, a long and narrow strip of silver iron stretched like ice.

The original stone floor turned into silver pure iron, smooth and weird.

[Silver and Iron Transformation] Viscount Mo Ruo finally used the ability attached to the holy object.

But this attack did not leave Lorraine Hill behind. He scanned his eyes again anxiously, hoping to find the girl in the darkness. It's a pity that there are not many remaining torches on the ground, and the sporadic and weak sparks are not enough to illuminate the surroundings. The darkness is like a monster of nothingness, devouring everything around.

Viscount Moruo held his sword nervously and moved in small steps, ready to find an opportunity to join the butler behind him. This was one of the few loyal subordinates.

However, this time, Lorraine Hill planned to make a move.

The lavender fluorescence flashed in the air, and before Viscount Mo Ruo could react~www.readwn.com~ a sword light cut off his head.

The sword blade cut Mo Ruo's body with a large amount of sparks, as if cutting on thick steel, full of resistance, and after the blade passed through, the shallow wounds healed together again, melting into pure steel, as if Never been attacked.

"Hahaha, that's all. You still scared me." Seeing that the other party couldn't hurt him, Mo Ruo shouted excitedly, and the original worries were swept away.

"This is the power of the 'Holy Object', no wonder it is so beautiful." As if he had realized it, he clasped the hilt of the sword with both hands, and then swept across it suddenly.

The silver steel extends outward from the sword light, and the extremely thin steel is instantly formed in the air, dividing this underground space into two isolated parts. Then the steel fell, and there was a sound of struggle and tearing in the distance.

"Is it there?" Viscount Mo Ruo, who was holding a long sword, rushed over again. The long sword in his hand slashed wantonly in the air, and steel and steel formed instantly, dismembering the world in a whistling manner, forming isolated spaces one by one. .

And the originally empty ground floor of the ruins has also turned into a forest-like steel labyrinth.