Chapter 214 The Faded Sword

The southern border of the empire, the mountain of silver.

The sound of the huge swords colliding was like the sound of a bell echoing between the sky and the earth, spreading out colorless ripples.

Mana transforms into high-energy magic in the supernatural core that is running like boiling, and then swayes on the battlefield, superhuman skills, tough body, fiery guns, fierce and rapid interweaving and collision.

The screams of battle drowned out the tidal world below. In such a cruel battlefield, everyone was immersed in the frenzied fighting and killing, forgetting everything around them, even their own lives.

As long as the body has a little strength left, it will grab the weapon at hand and attack the enemy.

The development of muskets not only improved the efficiency of each other's killing, but also made up for the shortcomings of huge physical consumption, greatly extending the time of battle.

At one point in the sky, Vimiya looked at the burning and scorching battlefield below. After a long time, she slowly turned her eyes away and looked at the dark horizon in the north.

Loren has now stabilized the front line, and is familiar with the fighting style of the enemy general, so he just needs to stick to it slowly.

When the fanatical emotions of the enemy retreat, their will to fight will be greatly reduced, and instead they will gradually become fearful because of the too cruel battlefield.

Although there will also be fear on the side of the 'Fairy Wood', it is different from the imperial soldiers who fight for their own interests.

The empire is only an empire of nobles, not an empire of all people. Even if they are defeated, they can survive, so they do not have the will to die.

On the other hand, it is different. This is a battle that has no retreat and must be fought. If you want to survive, you can only win the battle.

For such a situation, the witch of the Jackdaw should be able to see it, Vimiya said silently in her heart.

However, the other party still shot.

The sky gradually turned blue and dark, and groups of black jackdaws flapping their wings came roaringly.

They devoured the faint flames of the battlefield, the shattered souls of the dead, and began to channel large-scale battlefield magic.

Really ruthless.

Wei Miya thought silently in her heart, and then slowly appeared in the air.

The water mist condensed and condensed in the sky, and a mermaid girl with long blue hair appeared. The graceful and slender fish tail has light blue gradient scales, which is extremely beautiful and emits a faint blue fluorescence in the night sky.

Then a crystal-like violin appeared on the witch's shoulder, and the melodious and far-reaching music suddenly sounded.

The wind on the battlefield, I don't know when it gets wet, brings bursts of coolness, and also makes many people gradually wake up from the crazy fight.

In the sky, the floating clouds flowed rapidly, on and off, and the stars flickered faintly in them, and the afterglow of the horizon gradually fell.

After discovering the witch who changed the sky, black jackdaws attacked the blue-haired mermaid singer in pieces, circling around her in a huge circle, and then a faint eye slowly opened in the sky. .

And with the actions of the enemy, the strings in the hands of the mermaid singer are getting faster and faster, like a storm on the sea gradually approaching, and a burst of rainwater will fall along with it.

The feathers of those jackdaws became heavy after being stained with rain, and then gradually sank, but then, driven by the magic power, white smoke rose from the feathers, catching up with the blue-haired figure in the sky again. .

In this regard, Wei Miya had to play a little harder.

The sound of the violin changed one by one, becoming fast and exciting, and the jackdaws hovering in the sky suddenly screamed several times, and then fell from the air in pieces, and the feathers and blood fell together.

If someone were to dissect the dead jackdaws, they would be found dead due to reflux of blood in their bodies.

As one of the four primordial primordials, the power it holds can be described as the underlying structure of the world, and its coverage is far beyond that of ordinary witches, and the only thing that Vimiya lacks now is the growth time.

Like Lorraine, she slept for several years before she gradually woke up, and now she is only Sequence 7.

If you wait until it grows to a complete Sequence 9 state, I am afraid that it will be better than Phoebe of the past, and people can't help feeling that the blue is better than the blue.

Because he couldn't take advantage of it, the witch of the wise-eyed crow no longer tried, and slowly retreated and disappeared, without any trace or trace.

Maybe she's thinking of something new.

This little battle and temptation in the sky ended, and the battle below was gradually coming to an end.

In the shattered magic glow, the main generals of the two sides had been fighting back and forth on the mountain top for a long time, and at this time Bazel was not as high-spirited as at the beginning.

Gao Daxiongwu's body was full of wounds, his armor and cloak were tattered, and the coagulation mixed with blood and dust to form a dull and ugly stain.

boohoo...hoohoo...

He was panting, the giant axe in his hand was full of gaps, and the long mane was draped over his shoulders and chest, and there were traces of scorching and cutting.

"How is it possible..." The general stared angrily at the small and lonely figure.

Compared to the embarrassed Bazel, the girl with long chestnut-gold hair is in much better condition.

Although the armor was shattered, the skin inside was still intact, revealing a rare whiteness. Although his face was stained with dust and sweat, his eyes were still full of energy, watching quietly in the burning fire.

"You are not an ordinary person... you shouldn't even be a human being." Bazel snorted and told the truth about the identity of the other party.

"Really?" The girl replied quietly.

"Then what do you want me to be like?"

"You should have died on this hill long ago." Bazel's sturdy fingers gathered again, and gradually clenched the heavy axe in his hand.

"Well, it's true, if I'm just an ordinary person." The girl gradually raised the sword and slowly re-held it, and the golden resonance magic power climbed up the blade layer by layer, turning it into a holy and brilliant looks like.

"But this is a battlefield, not a children's game or an exam."

"Ha, ha, ha ha! That's right, that's right. I just feel that those witches have missed the eyes, the brains of the empire have missed the eyes, or maybe in the eyes of the big men, I'm just an unimportant chess piece, and I don't need to I know some truths." The general looked up to the sky and laughed.

"However, even so, I will still kill you—!" He roared, the muscles on his body swelled instantly, his size increased sharply, and the giant axe slashed down with unprecedented terrifying momentum.

click - rub -

The ground trembled, and a huge crack opened from the ground under its swing. Countless soldiers fell unsteadily on the slopes and tunnels, and some were even shot through by the splashing sand.

However, even such an attack did not cause any damage to the girl, and the other party evaded in an instant.

Roland Hill is completely familiar with the battle mode of this giant bear. Various analyzed models and data appeared in her eyes, and the starting and trend of various movements allowed her to use the opponent's moves. Various flaws were found.

Sorry, but it's over.

Holding a holy and brilliant blade, she slashed under the night sky like a new moon flashing away.

Blood splashes.

An extremely sturdy arm fell into the hillside, rolling with a heavy axe, and fell into the yellow sand and mud pits.

The rich blood splashed out like a fountain, staining the girl's long chestnut hair, and even a little dripped on her cheeks. She stood in front of this peerless warrior, watching the opponent slowly kneel to the ground, and then slammed down unwillingly, raising dust and debris.

In the flickering firelight, the horn of the counterattack sounded, and the soldiers killed on the hillside rushed down like a wave, cutting down the demoralized enemy, driving them out, and pursuing them until the ground was filled with cries and running sounds.

Holding the long sword that gradually faded away, the girl stood on the top of the mountain, quietly watching the scene of the charge below, watching the figures running forward in the firelight, until the cheers of victory dyed the night.