From being born, to growing up, to becoming strong, Vera felt so embarrassed for the first time.

There was a sharp pain in all parts of the body, especially in the eyes and brain.

She gently stroked the skin next to her eyes, and the pain froze.

This pair of eyes should not have belonged to her in the first place, and the pair of eyes, which the rebels called 'the gift of Guregs', put an unimaginable burden on her.

She became more sleepy, her body was always cold, and her physical strength seemed to be corroded.

Although they are undeniably powerful, Vera still misses her ordinary pair of glasses even more.

"Awful......" she muttered, standing up on Vivaldu's lean, a ghost already visible in front of her.

The people around her had melted into a mixture of flesh and metal, and the way she died was definitely the worst she had ever seen.

Vera narrowed her eyes, and in her blurred vision, she recognized the face of a half-blackened corpse beside her.

It's a veteran and had a drink with her a few months ago.

Miraculously, she didn't have a little pity or a sigh, but only a little fear.

Fear why I don't react.

"This man...... It's supposed to be my friend, right? She asked herself, confused.

But there's not much time for self-reflection, and I need to get out quickly...... Enduring the throbbing pain in her brain, Vera frowned and casually sliced the two rushing demons in half.

Suddenly, her eyes were covered in a firelight!

In desperation, Vera flicked her cloak and relied on the Mithril on the broken cloak to resist an explosion of flames.

Call!

Rumble!

The huge impact made her bite her lip, the damage of this spell was not high, but it affected the injuries in her body, which also let Vera know how bad her body was now.

Even, in the pain, she was in a trance.

“… Hiss. "Vera thinks she's pretty strong, she didn't scream when she was hit by a stone through her waist when she was a child, but this time it really hurt.

That's about 50 times as much as that time of the month...... She thought bitterly.

"Can't be here anymore, I'm like a target." Vera moved to her feet, skillfully rolled over and jumped off the wall, and after landing lightly, she fell to one knee with a slight twitch in her face.

This pain is really a pain that can make people faint at one time.

Even with Vera's willpower, she didn't want to move and waited for the pain to pass.

She suddenly felt a sense of alarm in her body, a frenzied signal sent towards her, and looked in the direction she felt dangerous.

In either direction, there were two golden mad witches floating in the air, one with blue-gold dragon wings and the other with pure gold wings, which looked like there was a significant difference in size.

"Mad Witch is it popular for mothers and daughters to go together?" She muttered, and felt that the golden sparkling mad witch with dragon wings was a little familiar.

Without waiting for her to think about it, she saw the golden sparkle mad witch let out a loud roar, and then opened the ...... Something resembling a portal opened, and from inside flew ten mad witches in silver armor riding strange 'silver horses'.

Vera shook her head slightly:

"Gold sparkle after silver sparkle? Isn't it time for a goddess to ask me, 'Did you drop a golden apple or a silver apple?' (In the myth of Ancient Reggs, the goddess gave her daughter two apples, but they were eventually lost, symbolizing the gradual disappearance of the noble bloodline)

The ten silver-armored mad witches looked over to the golden mad witch as if they had said something, and they rode on their strange vehicles and charged towards them!

Vera sensed a sense of physical and mental danger.

Run.

Vera sensed that the ten silver witches were coming at her.

And in her current state, it is unlikely that she will be an opponent for these guys!

And it seems that for some inexplicable reason, these witches have become stronger.

"It may have something to do with yesterday's weather......" She lifted the holy sword, ignoring the pain in her body, dodging and dodging, avoiding all kinds of strange sorcery behind her, and rushing to the underground passage of the inner castle, which is the exit exit, as long as you enter and destroy the passage, you can successfully escape.

A sudden thought flashed in her heart, and the sense of crisis was like a docile cat, sticking out her tongue and gently licking the back of her neck.

The holy maiden lifted the holy sword and threw it back!

Bang!

Zizizizi!

First there was a loud clash of metal, followed by the sound of some kind of hot scorching grease.

Vera only felt as if her hands were about to be broken, and her blurred vision clearly identified that it was a silver witch, and the other party had a polite chuckle on her face, as if she was greeting, but the weapon in her hand, a blade of light that seemed like sunlight gathering, was mercilessly pressed against the saint.

You don't have to get too close to feel the heat, and if you are pressed by this thing, it will definitely not end well......

The weight and strength all pressed on the body of the saintess, she gritted her teeth, endured the pain in her body again, and suddenly unloaded her force, cut the opponent's sword edge, and smashed her elbow on the opponent's front door.

Bang! The silver-clad witch was smashed straight away, and Vera noticed that the other party was riding that strange vehicle to attack her, just like a cavalry against infantry.

She squinted, slinged the sword horizontally, and saw several figures fall from the sky, landing on one knee, and surrounding the mad witch who had just been knocked away.

The mad witches pulled out a bare hilt of their swords in unison.

Airplanes!

It was as if the golden light of the sun was made of a sword blade that stabbed out of it.

Sunshine Sword ...... Vera's eyes widened as she stared at the mad witches.

In her heart, a strong, unprecedented fear welled up!

Vera hadn't felt this fear since she was born, or rather, she didn't know why she had such a huge sense of fear for the mad witch with the sword of sunshine.

Those mad witches danced a sword flower and rushed over with a great sense of layering.

The sword of sunlight that was brushed together made Vera experience a rare feeling of panic.

The saint made an instant decision, and her free hand hammered down her side, and the pain in her body exploded in an instant, making her almost let go of the sword wielder!

Under the pain, the fear dissipates or is hidden.

At the last moment, her brain quickly calculated the sword path, space, and angle.

Swordsmanship is geometry.

Her swordsmanship is the result of geometry.

A dozen and ten will not affect her play too much, a person is wrapped in eight sides, and it is an octagon when viewed from top to bottom. She was now able to protect herself even if she was seriously injured, which meant that she had to face a sword attacking from three sides at the same time.

In an instant, she thought of what kind of sword path she should use to deal with it!

Slow down.

Block fast swords, take the initiative to attack slow swords, and hit on three sides.

Her mind was like being divided into dozens of people, constantly calculating the route of the opponent's sword attack, whether she would cast spells on the way, how she should deal with them, and how to protect her left and right sides, as well as the three sides behind her, after blocking the enemies on three sides in front of her.

In the rotation of her thoughts, she faintly grasped a way to live.

Bang! Boom! Clang!

With three different sounds in a row, Saint Vera struck the side of the Sword of Sunshine with a swift sword, blocking the first one, and quickly changed her hand to force the second sword to move down to block it. With a fierce stab, he almost stabbed one of the mad witches before he had time to slash, although he was also blocked, but Vera was sure that these mad witches were indeed much more elite than before, but their strength and speed still couldn't deal with themselves.

When the holy sword and the lightsaber clashed, she was agile, flashing and moving, constantly using various obstacles or terrain to cover her exposed 'face' to the greatest extent, so as to get the best chance of sword strike, and the least area to be hit by the sword.

Swordsmanship is geometry.

Although it is a dozen ten, the actual effect seems to be only one dozen three or even one dozen two.

Airplanes!

Airplanes!

The swing of the Sword of Sunshine is fast and slow, and the seemingly one-meter-long sword body occasionally stretches and stabs violently, which is extremely treacherous!

Even if Vera has achieved this point, with the advantage of strength and speed, she is still outnumbered and has been slashed twice!

But just as the silver mad witches took the upper hand, she rolled backwards, grabbed the Mithril cloak that had just been cut, and threw it forward with all her might, while also unhooking the three daggers from her waist with one hand and cleverly throwing them forward to force the mad witches to retreat!

In the next second, she burrowed into the underground passage, and slammed the load-bearing pillar with her holy sword, running wildly the moment the passage collapsed.

The silver mad witches couldn't stop it, so they could only watch Vera escape, and shouted with a little anger:

"Fossils are mud, digging spells!"

The saintess didn't pay any more attention, but hurried to the escape hatch, her powerful sense of crisis had a premonition that if she stayed for a few more seconds, the mad witches would definitely be able to dig the passage again and catch up......