Chapter 1: The Clash Between the Witches (1)
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At this time, an earth-shattering battle broke out in a certain plain.
The sage who disappeared from the continent was dug up by the witch.
The grass withered rapidly, and the nutrients of the soil were absorbed and squeezed dry by the thorns everywhere, and countless thorns rose out of the ground, turning into black steel dragons that covered the sky, and attacked Irina.
In front of them, the so-called human legion of numerical superiority may be just a façade for decoration.
The blue magic book released a blue light, the pages of the book were windless and automatic, for the attack of the black dragon with great visual impact, Irina's slender fingers guided the runes on a certain page of the magic guide book, and with the wave of the gesture, the phantom shadow of the city wall with a faint golden light rose out of the ground, turning into an endless city wall.
Black dragons made of thorns slammed into these seemingly vague walls...... While the golden city wall endured the surprise of the amazement, the phantom of the city wall faded a little.
With the city walls as the dividing line, the polluted earth on one side and the vibrant grasslands on the other.
As the dragon's assault stopped, the grass beneath Irina's feet and behind her began to grow like crazy, resisting the invasion of thorns like invaders.
"Compared to the previous generation, you have improved a lot in this generation. "A witch 3,000 years ago, a sage 2,000 years ago...... One used to be the teacher of the Demon King, and the other once cultivated a brave man. The encounter between the two and even the outbreak of the battle have the feeling of a fateful battle.
The thorns turned into spears and shot out of the witch's hands and shot at the sage hiding under the walls.
The spear turned into the last meteor in the sky, tearing through the space, and came in front of the city wall in the blink of an eye...... At this moment, it was like a papier-mâché, without any defense, and the golden city wall shattered and turned into a little bit of brilliance.
The "......" ornately decorated smooth mirror suddenly appeared in front of Irina, blocking the spear of thorns stabbing at her forehead, and the two rubbed sparks.
【Rebound】
Irina murmured softly.
The surface of the mirror, which was originally a fierce defense, turned into a trace of ripples at this moment, and the spear of thorns was submerged in it, and with the reflection of the witch in the distance in the mirror, the spear of thorns shot from the mirror again with more rapid force than before aimed at its original owner.
However, before the Thorn Spear could get closer, it was scattered by the black petals in the sky.
It's a battle between two equally mouthless maidens.
Irina can't defeat the witch, and similarly, the witch can't subdue Irina...... If it is on fair terms.
Clad in pitch-black heavy armor, the Undead Knight charged like the most upright warrior, slashing at Irina with a heroic black slash.
On the other side, dressed in revealing tattered attire, the female Deadpool's skeletal staff swung out rows of dark bullets and fired towards the sage.
They were strong men of the human race during their lifetime, and they became servants of witches after death.
As the master, it is the priority task of the servant to eliminate the scourge for the master and cut the grass and eradicate the roots of the enemy!
However, the opponents of these servants are sages...... What should have been wiped out with a little effort, but to his surprise, the battle was scorched.
Irina is caught in a 'bitter battle'.
Anneway...... Graves ...... "Seeing her once side-by-side partner now attacking her like a passerby, Irina's heart tingled...... Especially Graves.
Graves, who used to look like a hip-hop humorous uncle, is dead, and standing in front of Irina is the silent and cold Graves whose soul is enslaved and swears allegiance to the witch.
Irina knew that there was no point in hesitation...... However, the feelings that were buried in the depths of the heart more than a thousand years ago were turned out, and they were out of control.
If it was just a puppet with a similar appearance, then Irina would be able to eliminate it without hesitation.
However, Graves and Anneway are not puppets, their souls are still ...... Irina could even hear the wails of their souls.
"Really...... Meaningless......" The feeling of irritability that shouldn't have appeared in her made Irina raise her hand, as if drawn from the air, and the chains of runes bound them.
"But I think it's meaningful......" Smelling the fragrance of the black rose in her hand, she lowered her gaze, and the witch's eyes were quite cold. "If you break my toy, you should be prepared for my revenge. ”
The witch's way of finding Irina was simple.
If the Sage does not show up at the agreed place for a day, then the offspring of Irina's former companion will be killed...... Villain-level practices tend to be effective.
“...... How can you let them go?"
"You are a sage, and you should be able to see what I want. ”
"......" withdrew her gaze from the witch and closed the magic guide book, and Irina slowly lowered her eyes. "It's useless...... If you want my life, I can give it to you. ”
"In exchange, let them go. When he opened his eyes again, the sage's eyes were still so quiet from beginning to end.
Quietly looking at Irina, who gave up resistance, the witch did not reply. However, the answer is already out.
Released from the shackles and approaching Graves, the undead knight raised his big sword, aimed at Irina's neck, about to cut down!
At this critical moment-
"It's a pity, I thought I could get what you were afraid of...... What surprises me even more is that your combat IQ is still at the level of naivety. In the middle of the undead knight and Irina, the black-haired girl who suddenly appeared raised one hand against the knight's greatsword, and smiled faintly how abrupt it was in this silent battlefield.
The black skirt swayed slightly, and the girl turned around and kicked it seemingly casually...... As if grasping the trajectory of the angle, the undead knight who was kicked away fell into the distance with the female Deadpool.
During the whole process, the silver-haired girl did not look at the enemy, but stared at the digital camera in her hand, flipping through the film photos inside...... It's a pity that I didn't photograph Irina's black history.
Irina was stunned, before she could say anything. Immediately after, the collar was lifted.
"Leave the murder to the experts, and the scholars should be honest and watch. Without mercy, the camera was stuffed into Irina's arms, and then, holding Irina's collar, the silver-haired girl threw Irina aside and threw her into the arms of Rodriguez, who was a hundred meters away.
There was no one in the way, one hand crossed her waist, and the gray eyes of the silver-haired witch officially looked at the rose witch in the sky, and her smile deepened: "Now, it's time to change people." ”