"Oh God! Is it really a witch? Look! She can fly! She's really flying! ”

After hearing the crisp and loud voice of the little girl who suddenly sounded, the square was quiet for a while, and then suddenly began to make noise.

"Where? Where is it? Wow! Can you really fly? I saw it too, it's really a witch! ”

"Aha! I saw it too! I saw it too! ”

After a while, a large crowd of onlookers began to stir.

They jostled and shoved, trying to squeeze closer and see the little flying witch a little more clearly, a living flying witch, this is the real rarity, much rarer than being tied to the stone platform waiting to be burned.

"Don't squeeze! Bastard! Beware of Lao Tzu breaking your neck! ”

"Ah!!h

"Get out of the way, get out of the way! I'm going to see what a witch looks like! ”

The crowd began to surge, and now, the muskets and bayonets of the soldiers were no longer good at maintaining order, and even the soldiers did not care about maintaining order anymore, but raised their heads like ordinary people, and looked at the little witch flying above them.

The church has burned witches for so many years, but they have seen too much, and all kinds of so-called witches have been burned to death at the stake.

However, they had never seen any so-called witches, and one of them was a witchcraft! At most, they are just powerless swearing before they die.

Although the church has also explained this, saying that those witches have lost their ability to be witches and the magic of witchcraft because they have been doused with holy water, but the people obviously do not buy this statement too much, at most they are afraid of the power of the church and do not dare to gossip.

Over time, after so many years, the act of watching the burning of witches turned into a festival-like entertainment for them. As for whether the church burned or not, whether it was a witch or not, they didn't care anymore, and they wouldn't ask any more, at most they just talked about it like schadenfreude.

There are even some people who think a little more deeply that there are no witches in this world, and everything is just a conspiracy of the church! Because, they have never seen or heard of witches who can cast magic, and in their opinion, can a witch who can't cast spells still be called a witch? This kind of thinking is still very marketable among some enlightened people or intellectuals!

But today is different, at the moment, when they see the little girl who is slowly floating in the sky towards the stake, they finally believe that there are really witches in this world......

Until now, people were a little commotional just out of curiosity, and there were even some who didn't know whether they were alive or dead, and they wanted to squeeze in and get closer.

They didn't think about running for their lives or anything, they just looked at each other in amazement and pointed at the little witch floating in the sky, and said their opinions.

Some of the sailors were even shouting loudly, they were very excited, today, let them meet such a magical scene here, when they floated on the ship in the future, they could blow it!

"Oh! My God...... Norrington, are you sure I'm right? That one...... Is there really a witch? She's flying? ”

Weatherby? Governor Swan suddenly rose from his seat, and he was staring at the little girl flying in the sky in amazement, a situation that he could not accept for a short time.

"Soldiers! Array! Alert! ”

Brigadier General Norrington, who was in danger, was the first to react, and then, he jumped directly off the viewing platform, drew the short-handled musket at his waist, and gave orders to the soldiers.

As a soldier, he fought in the north and south with the fleet in the ocean, and also chased and killed a lot of pirates, so he naturally saw some supernatural events, so after seeing the little witch who could fly, he made reasonable arrangements as soon as possible.

With his order, dozens of red-clad lobster soldiers nearby who didn't need to maintain order quickly ran to the front of the viewing platform, and quickly formed three neat horizontal lines, while muskets were raised on their shoulders and aimed their guns at the little witch floating in the air.

Brigadier General Norrington did not give the order to attack after seeing the soldiers lined up, he just frowned intently, looked at the little girl who could fly, and for a moment, his heart was a little undecided.

Little Anne had already noticed the soldiers who were arrayed and aimed at her, but she didn't pay attention to the soldiers who were aiming at her, and after putting a shield on herself against arrows, she flew straight in front of Jonathan, the bald priest with a torch.

Just floating in mid-air, looking down at the priest in front of her, little Annie's eyes began to grow a little cold. Her instincts, which had always been unreliable, told her that this balding old man must be a very bad bad person! Since her instincts tell her that the other person is a bad person, it must be, and it must be!

Anne looked at the top of her shaved head and the ring of hair under his head with a little disgust, and she thought, this must be bald, right? What do you mean by that? Nine out of ten bald? Look at his words and deeds, and then look at his baldness, then it must be a bad guy, yes!

It's a pity that little Anne doesn't know how to detect evil with special magic in a certain world, otherwise, if she throws a detection spell over, she can see that this priest's name must be red and purple!

"Hey! You thief and bald old man, let me tell you, I'm a real witch, do you want to come and burn it? ”

Anne fell between Charlotte, who was tied to the cross, and the bald priest, with a wicked smile on her lips, and looked at each other so well.

"I'm just a witch, you're here to burn me!"

Charlotte on the cross, who had already lowered her head and closed her eyes and waited for death, she had long been mentally prepared to meet her upcoming tragic fate!

She secretly swore that she would never let out even the slightest scream in front of these villains, that it would be her best and last fight! It was her last rebellion against a world that had disappointed her so much!

So, when she lowered her head, she bit down on a strand of her blonde hair so hard that she wouldn't make any noise that would make those villains feel happy when she was in flames for a while!

She will never compromise on this dark world! She curses this filthy world at the same time! Curse this evil church that persecuted her family!

“……”

After waiting for a long time, Charlotte, who had been completely desperate, had been closing her eyes and waiting for the flames to burn, but she didn't feel any pain when the flames burned, plus, just now, in a daze, she seemed to hear the voice of a little girl and the noise of the surrounding crowd?

What happened again? Why didn't they come and burn themselves?

Charlotte was a little puzzled, so she struggled to open her eyes again and raised her head.

This is......

Charlotte was surprised to find that a little girl's back, in front of her, was confronting the evil priest.

What's more, the other party's body is actually floating in the air? Then, she heard the naughty words from the mouth of the little girl, who actually claimed to be a witch? It turns out that there are really witches in this world?

"Humph! You wicked witch! In the light of the Lord, your witchcraft will be useless! ”

Although what was happening in front of him was far beyond his imagination, Bishop Jonathan still forcibly pretended to be calm, suppressing the fear in his body and the idea of turning around and running away.

After composing himself, he casually threw away the torch he was holding, turned around with a hideous face, and snatched a glass bottle from his attendant's bag, which contained the holy water that had been offered by the faithful in the church and blessed by himself.

"Purify! Evil exists! ”

After tearing the cork off the glass bottle, the bishop poured the holy water it contained directly on the little girl's head.

These holy waters were originally intended to be used to purify the ashes of witches after burning them, which is a common process after the church burns witches, and he is not sure if these holy waters are useful to the flying witch in front of him. Anyway, there's no better way now, you have to try, don't you?

"Cut! Is that your trick? Don't try to lie to me, this is called holy water? ”

Little Anne stretched out her hand, and the holy water that splashed over was directly manipulated by her, and then quickly condensed into a small water mass floating on the tips of her white and tender index fingers.

Little Anne was puzzled, this was just a very ordinary ball of sewage, where was the holy water? True holy water, she'd seen the priests of Lordaeron use it in the world of Azeroth!

Besides, even if it's real holy water, it's useless to splash it on yourself, right? She's not some undead or negative energy creature, what's the use of this bald old man splashing himself with all this dirty water?

"Well, I'll give it back to you."

After seeing that this ball of water was just an ordinary ball of sewage, Little Anne didn't think about it, and with a flick of her fingers, she smashed the water balloon directly on the other party's bald head, directly drenching the other party into a soup chicken.

"Damn! Up, give it all to me! Get her! Grab her and crucify her! ”

Jonathan, who had been doused with holy water, finally came to his senses, and then staggered back a few steps.

He finally understood that the little witch in front of him did not seem to be able to deal with his two tricks, so he quickly began to beckon his men to come forward and catch each other.

After receiving the bishop's order, more than a dozen members of the church dressed in black robes on the side took out their weapons, either with chains or maces, and surrounded Anne.

"Let's go together! Catch her, don't let her fly away! ”

A group of church thugs began to pounce with their weapons brandished, and they had just looked at it for so long, as if they had noticed that the little witch didn't look too powerful.

Except for being able to fly and having some weird tricks to manipulate objects, the other party doesn't seem to be very good! Perhaps, they can catch her? This is a real witch, and it would be a great credit to catch it, and maybe it could be reported to the Church in Europe?

"Yo! You've already attacked, haven't you? So, now it's my turn to fight back! ”

Anne chuckled softly, and then a scorching fireball the size of a head quickly appeared on her empty right hand, and then the fireball suddenly split into a dozen, and before anyone could react, it was thrown directly at the church thugs who were surrounding her.

"Ah!!h

"Help!!"

"God, save me!!"

"Water! Who gave me a little water!! ”

……

A group of black-clad thugs were instantly hit by the fireball and burst into flames all over their bodies, as if someone had doused them with fire oil and set them on fire.

Then, a group of them rolled and fluttered and wailed, screaming, and a dozen burning men rolled and fled everywhere on the high platform, and their miserable situation even frightened the onlookers to retreat a long distance.

This is actually because little Anne deliberately suppressed the power of the shattered fire, she thinks, don't these people like to burn witches very much? Then, she satisfied them and lowered the power of the spell a little bit, and let the flames burn slowly, gently, so that they could play a little longer.

You see, isn't little Anne very kind? Anyway, she felt that she had always been a good girl.

"You, you, you ......"

Seeing that his men had turned into a dozen humanoid torches in the blink of an eye, and were burned by the flames and wailed wildly, Bishop Jonathan was so frightened that he began to tremble even when he spoke, this little witch, as if he was a little too cruel, he was already preparing to escape.

This kind of terrifying existence is definitely not something that he, a small regional bishop who has been assigned to the New World to preach, can deal with, perhaps, he should report directly to the church?

"Oops? I almost forgot about you, so this fireball is yours! ”

Little Anne realized that she had forgotten about this bald villain who looked the worst and worst just now, so when the other party just turned around and was about to escape, she immediately smashed a small fireball over the back of the opponent's heart.

"No !!"

Another heart-rending wail sounded, and then, on the stone platform, there was a fresh, still able to move and scream the fire man, the original dozen or so, now began to fall to the ground and do not move.

Boom!

The dull sound of a powder gun sounded, and I don't know which musketeer misfired or trembled and pulled the trigger, and a round lead bullet instantly left the barrel of his gun and rolled and whistled, shooting directly at little Anne, who was still floating in the air at least a yard above the ground of the high platform.

Boom!

Boom! Boom!

Boom! Boom! Boom! ……

As if they had received an order from their commander to fire, when the other royal musketeers heard the gunshot, they all began to fire at the little witch on the high platform without hesitation, and countless gunpowder smoke drifted from the muzzle of the gun, and at least hundreds of red rolling spherical lead bullets fired towards the high platform.

"Everyone, stop firing!!"

Before he could give the order to open fire, these bastards took it upon themselves to fire a volley, so angry that Brigadier General Norrington began to shout loudly and ordered his royal soldiers to stop.

Then, he had time to look at the top of the high platform, just a volley of hundreds of musketeers, so that this place was shrouded in the smoke of gunpowder burning, he didn't know what happened to the little witch, in his mind, this level of close shooting, even a witch, should die no longer dead, right?

"Wow! Are you trying to smoke me? ”

After the smoke, a little girl's crisp voice came out, and then, as if she had used some kind of spell to directly disperse the choking smoke, everyone could see her current situation clearly.

"This, this, this...... How is this possible? ”

As soon as the smoke was blown away, Brigadier General Norrington was stunned!

All he saw was that the little girl was still floating in the air on the high platform, and her body was surrounded by hundreds of red and steaming lead bullets, which were the bullets that his soldiers had just shot? They just like that, as if they hit an invisible glass, and then float around the little girl's body like that?

"I've already told you, she's a witch! These bullets of yours can't hurt me! Now, I'll give them back to you. ”

Anne thought that they must not know what the word witch meant, and that they really thought that they were like the ones they had burned before.

However, she didn't have time to explain so much to them, since they attacked her now, she had to be mentally prepared to be counterattacked by her, now, it doesn't matter if they are bad guys or not!

"Let's go back!"

Little Anne snapped her fingers, and then, the round lead bullets, still emitting heat, fired back at the same speed as when they were fired, knocking the soldiers who had just shot her into a pool of blood.

Here in the square, except for the soldiers who were maintaining order and did not have time to shoot, they were not attacked, those who had just shot fell directly more than a hundred, and they collapsed to the ground after a muffled grunt, and the blood began to soak their originally red clothes......

"Murder! Run for your life! ”

I don't know who roared first, and then, the onlookers who were originally stunned immediately turned around like frightened rabbits and rushed towards the street entrances in all directions.

Even the big names on the viewing platform began to scream one by one and rolled off the stage.

At this moment, they do not seem to be more noble than others, they are the same as those citizens who join in the fun, the same kinds of ugliness, the same wolf rushing, they all wish that their parents would give them a few more legs!

The whole square began to become more and more chaotic, with citizens fleeing for their lives, nobles calling for help from their retinues, bewildered soldiers, and various commanders who could no longer find their men.

"Hurry up! Fools, get organized, hurry up and assemble! Counterattack! We're going to fight back! ”

Brigadier General Norrington was still loudly keeping order among the soldiers, and asking them to gather and continue to fight back, and in his mind, the other party was just a little witch, even if it could set fires, reflect bullets, and have some strange spells, so what?

Their royal soldiers are here in this square, and they have just died and been wounded, but there are still nearly a thousand of them, besides, they still have cannons, he doesn't believe it, a little witch, can still turn the sky in Port Royal in his territory?

……

The chaotic battle continues......

Charlotte just looked at the little girl who stood in front of her and was in a daze. This...... Could it be that the goddess of fire has come down to save herself?

It must be...... Because, in the next moment, Charlotte only saw flames...... Flame...... Or flames! Flames fluttering in the sky...... They flew out of thin air, and some continued to circle the little girl like elves; Some of them attacked directly, burning all the lackeys and accomplices of those churches into struggling humanoid torches......

The royal soldiers continued to fight back, countless bullets roared towards the little girl, but they seemed to be blocked by a transparent wall that could not be seen, and then, these bullets flew back upside down, and the soldiers who attacked screamed and were hit by their own bullets and fell in a pool of blood......

I don't know how long it took, but when everything was quiet, Charlotte found that there was no one alive in this large street square, except for herself and the little girl who suddenly appeared like a flame goddess......

The crowd of onlookers had long since run away, and the people in the church here seemed to be burned to ashes without exception...... The whole square was covered in blood and corpses, and it was a mess...... And now all that's left here seems to be bright red blood and burning ashes, and those more officers and soldiers seem to have been beaten away?

Is this the real strength of witches? Alone against the army of a city?

At this time, a certain string in Charlotte's heart seemed to be touched...... If, before that, she had this kind of extraordinary power herself, she would definitely be able to protect the people she wanted to protect, right?

In this moment, she seemed to have made some kind of decision.

Therefore, when little Anne untied the ropes, Charlotte only tidied up her appearance a little, and then dragged her injured body, slowly knelt down to Anne, and then spread her hands and fell deep on the ground.

"O great goddess of flames...... Me, Charlotte? Milet, swear eternal allegiance to you! Believe in you! And always follow you! Until the end of the world......"

"Please give me the strength to accept me as a lowly servant......"

From this moment on, Charlotte? Mireel swore that she would serve this god of hers all her life until death!

Her family is gone, everything is gone...... Her life was saved by the Goddess, so, from this moment on, she will live only for her Goddess!

"Huh? What are you doing here? People aren't some goddesses, it's still far away! ”

Anne was taken aback by the other party's actions, and hurriedly stepped forward to help the other party up, she is really not a goddess, she can only be regarded as a demigod at most? Demigod high-level? The pinnacle of demigods?

She didn't know...... She never cared about these things, anyway, in Anne's opinion, strength or something, didn't it all grow with age?

She was like this when she was a child, she never deliberately cultivated or anything like that, even if her mother Amorien forced her, she coped with things, and from childhood to now, she suddenly became a hero by growing up. And then she grows and grows, and when she was eight years old, she inexplicably became a demigod, and now, it seems to be almost the peak of a demigod, right?

However, the power or something, as long as it is enough, in the end, how far can she grow herself, regardless of whether it is a true god or an evil god, she doesn't want to pay attention to these, thinking about it, she feels troublesome! If she has time to think about this, she might as well go play!