Countless silver-haired witches armed with magic swords slashed towards the enemies on the ground with the power of thunder. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The witch of the rose stood on the ground unmoved.

In this short moment-

The blade of the magic sword stopped at the neck of the opponent...... There's no need to cut it down anymore.

All the shadows of Alice are gone.

The two looked at each other with gray eyes.

"Looks like I lost. After a long time, with a chuckle, Alice put down the magic sword in her hand.

"Wise judgment. ”

"Still, it's a little uncomfortable. The magic sword that was put down still slashed up, cutting the witch in two...... As expected, it was still the thorn vine man who was the stand-in.

should have thought of it a long time ago, since he could see through his inner thoughts, then his desire to pull her into the enchantment would not be unexpectedly exposed......

"Now, are you playing with me?" Alice looked somewhere in the sky.

The black-and-white lattice floor began to slowly weather, and the colorful sky was swallowed up by darkness again...... In the midst of it, the Witch of the Rose sat on the throne of thorns.

Alice's dreams gradually began to be devoured...... Instead, the Rose Witch's inherent enchantment.

【Witch's Back Garden】

With the black rose as the core, a myriad of colorful flowers are in full bloom...... What these flowers have in common may be huge?

"In the name of the Demon God, consideration is a must. Sitting in her seat, the witch of the rose looked at Alice condescendingly. "As one of my useful tools in the future. "Flowers are blooming, and each flower is exposed to a girl with different looks and costumes.

"And you, too, will be one of them. ”

Three thousand years, the age of this world was eliminated by the finished product, as the witch collector...... More than 300 bouquets of flowers are equal to more than 300 witches.

These witches are all Alice's predecessors.

After today, Alice will also be one of the failed predecessors.

As the flowers bloomed completely, all the witches woke up, and their cold gazes converged on Alice on the ground.

"......" smiled unchanged for such a battle, and raised the magic sword with one hand, Alice put on a defensive posture.

"Your failure is inevitable, and the reason for your failure is ...... There are many points. The Rose Witch on the throne raised her green index finger and pointed at Alice's magic sword. "First of all, I was the maker of that weapon...... Using the weapons of the makers against the makers is a mistake in itself. ”

At this moment, the magic sword shattered...... Turned into black specks and disappeared into thin air.

Seeing this, Alice was stunned, however, she didn't seem to care, although her inherent enchantment strength was not strong enough and was devoured, but there was still a little time...... Just like before, Alice conjured up a gray knife with condensed magic in her hand.

"Second, the Monster King is your slave to me, so from beginning to end, you have borrowed my power to fight. "The Monster King's magic power is enough for a witch to fight as fiercely? Impossible! Its own magic power and vitality have long been squeezed out. Using the Monster King as a medium, Alice has always used the magic of the Rose Witch.

Therefore -

In the process of fighting, it is only the witch of Rose who is considering Alice's level and combat ability.

And now, the deliberations are over.

With a snap of the Rose Witch's fingers, Alice's inherent enchantment finally collapsed completely, and Alice's hair color faded back to black again...... Became a wreckage without magic.

The magic disappeared, the gray blade in his hand disappeared, and the clothes on his body slowly returned to their original form...... High-intensity battle, at this moment, the black dress has become a piece of tattered cloth hanging on the body.

"Thirdly, and most importantly, arrogance...... You are too weak if you don't recover your strength. "The vines that rose from the ground wound Alice, who had lost her power, into black buds.

The buds are slowly blooming.

The gray eyes have lost a trace of brilliance, empty eyes, empty smiles...... Hollow silver-haired witch.

At this point, the game is over. The Witch of the Rose murmured coldly.

The soul is completely wiped out.

Alice is dead.