She Is Not a Witch

You can search "It's not a witch cool notebook novel ( in Baidu to find the latest chapter!

Ubere, the former capital of Verga.

咚—— 咚——

In the silent night, suddenly, critical and tense bells rang everywhere in the city, shouting everywhere, walking silhouettes, dense collisions of armor and weapons sounded on the street, and bright lights were also there. The city lights up, sweeping back and forth constantly, illuminating the sky.

"Hurry up!"

At the urging of the officer, a soldier and a wizard in a windbreaker boarded the airship from the pedal.

Under the dim night sky, iron-gray airships slowly rose under the command. There were small orange-red lights on the deck and edges of the airship, flashing and flashing, and gradually arranged and staggered according to the instructions of the dispatcher on the ground.

And as these hundreds of airships gradually lifted into the sky, the distant scenes gradually emerged in their vision.

In the dark cloud-flowing night sky, a strange dragon with only metal scales flies in the sky, making a breathtaking roar.

These dragons do not have wings, their bodies are like snakes, but compared to snakes, their appearance is too mighty and ferocious. The scale armor on his body is like steel, each with a diameter of nearly one meter, covering the body, and on the scale armor there is a sharp barbed blade similar to a barb, shining dangerous and sharp light, making people feel chills.

They have no hind legs, only a pair of small front claws, and those front claws are as sharp and hard as the scales on their bodies.

"Sequence of Dragon 7. Tyrant Dragon, it seems that the Young Moon Council has taken out the elite of the bottom of the box." An old mage stood on the airship, looking at the air overlord who was approaching in the distance.

Compared with the creatures that rely on wings to fly, the reason why these dragons can fly depends on the bizarre scale armor, which has a pattern similar to anti-gravity inside, allowing it to swim in the air like water. .

After abandoning such fragile parts as wings, these dragons fly more quickly, and their powerful bodies are enough to tear apart any enemy in the sky. It can be said to be a perfect combination of speed, power, and defense.

"It's worthy of pursuing a powerful dragon sequence that has no dead ends, and its shape is almost perfect." He couldn't help sighing.

"But this kind of life does not exist in nature, but is cultivated by another branch of the magic sequence." Another high-level mage approached the edge of the airship's deck, looking at the ferocious dragon who had chosen people to eat.

"They had a lot of contact with the Eastern dynasties, and naturally they also learned a lot of knowledge and inheritance of the dragon sequence."

"But creatures are creatures after all, not as reliable as machinery and tools, and our numbers are far better than each other."

"Fire!"

In the face of the more than 100 steel dragons that shuttled through the night, the more than 500 airships on Ubere opened fire at once.

Bang--

A wave of air and sound waves spread, and the crimson-gold expensive enchanted shell was pressed into the barrel with the transfer device, and then burst out in the resonance of the magic crystal cannon.

The howling cannonball crossed the white line-like air current channel in the air, and directly hit the body of the iron dragon in a fiery flame.

Steel scales and flesh and blood flew, and broken shrapnel was embedded in the vague flesh and blood. Many Tyrant Dragons were seriously injured, but this did not frighten these ferocious steel dragons, but instead stimulated the blood in their bodies , Its flying speed in the air is faster.

They flew in the air, shuttled in a torrent of scarlet shells, and kept approaching the airships that fired artillery fire.

boom--

With a loud noise, a closer airship was hit and shattered by a giant dragon, and its hull and personnel on it were also torn and crushed by the blood-red giant dragon.

The broken remains and steel fell from the night sky with thick black smoke, smashed on the roofs of the residents of the city, bursting into a huge shattered fire.

And on the edge of the wreckage, a young mage in his 20s slowly slid down the wall with blood stains, looking at the night sky with tarnished eyes, his face and body were covered with blood and dust, and his lower body was long gone, only The remaining dark red flesh and blood.

In his vision, on the dark sky, orange flames lit up, shells shot out, and airships and dragons rolled and fell from the sky.

Gradually, everything in this field of vision became hazy, and his consciousness gradually blurred, until in the end, all the voices left him.

——————

In the corner of the night, a flying female mage looked at the fierce and cruel battlefield below, and she was sighing in her heart, but as a side of the war, she would not stop because of pity.

Facing the cold high sky, she took a deep breath, and a scorching brilliance flashed in her eyes, followed by crimson flame comets gradually taking shape around her.

Each of these comets is close to 30 meters in diameter. They are huge and dark red, with flames burning on their surfaces constantly licking the air, emitting breathtaking heat.

As it began to cast spells, some enemies below found the sudden light of fire from high above. Suddenly, a red-haired figure rose from the airship and went straight into the dark sky.

The huge sword light that spanned hundreds of meters flashed past, splitting several coiled fireballs, trying to interrupt the magician's casting.

"It's you! Corinla." The red-haired female knight was suspended in the air, her armor continuously flowing with silver patterns, and her body was held up.

"Ah, long time no see, Ada." Corinra looked at the familiar face.

"Red Fall" Kolinla, "Saw Blood Sword" Ada, the two have fought many times in Hopelander, naturally they know each other.

"If there was no war, we might be good friends, but, regret..." Corina suddenly opened her arms and clenched them in the air, the crimson pupils moving like streamers in the night.

And the heat-emitting comets in the sky also suddenly compressed, turning into a long and narrow ellipse, and then shooting at the flying knight like a red beam of light.

"Silver Light Enlightenment 4. Dead Space!"

The silver-white armor worn by Ada and the patterned sword in his hand suddenly exploded. As it slashed and teleported, it flashed through several cracks in the air, and then disappeared. And disappeared together with the blazing beams of lasing light.

As the honored hero knight of the Frost Union, this set of magical armor on Ada's body is carefully crafted by a specialized mage faction, with various auxiliary abilities, which greatly enhances personal strength.

After shining to resist and evade Corinla's attack, Ada also began to counterattack. The sharp long sword continued to circulate its brilliance, and one after another enchanted special effects to destroy the devil was held on the sword body, and as it slashed, it was in the air. A long and tragic arc of light swept straight across the swimming female mage.

Stabbed...

The pale golden shield was like fragile glass that was easily shredded by a chainsaw, and the broken light particles and energy were scattered, and the sword arc continued to sweep towards that figure with its undiminished power.

Bad!

Corinla thought to herself, a feeling of extreme danger rose in her heart, and the hair on her skin seemed to feel the imminent cold light. At this moment, she couldn't care too much, she instinctively stretched out her right hand to block it.

The sturdy staff was split directly, and as the silver-white sword arc flashed, blood spattered, and a white arm fell along with it.

what--

Corinla endured the severe pain, her figure slid backwards quickly in the sky, avoiding Ada's chase dangerously and dangerously, and her life was like a fragile butterfly under a side knife.

Another cold light flashed by, and Corinla reluctantly raised his left hand, and light blue arrays appeared in the air, trying to block Ada's pursuit from behind.

But soon a narrow gap appeared in this arm, and the blood flowed and pain continued to stimulate the brain.

‘Are you going to die here? Corinla's consciousness has become a little groggy, and there is such a premonition in her heart.

‘Everything in the story is deceptive. Before I die, I won’t think back to my past life at all, I’m just tired of being submerged like sea water...’

With this last ray of thought, she fell to the ground.

In the face of this opponent who had fought many times, Ada did not show any mercy, but continued to make up a flying arc of the sword, preparing to cut it into two pieces before he fell to death.

This is the war, and it is not changed by the meager goodwill and admiration of the individual.

A faint glowing green light supported Corinla's body, and then a circular shield of green arabesque appeared in the air, blocking the silver knight who was chasing quickly.

Ada waved the magic longsword in her hand, and three sword arcs flashed past, but the green vine barrier in front of her was passed through directly like a phantom, but the vivid magic power exuding seemed real, not illusory.

In response, she had to turn around the green barrier and hover in the air.

A man wearing a slender windbreaker and robe slowly rises, and there is a floating book in front of him that is constantly flipping. And that familiar magic wave, immediately let Ada know that it was he who stopped herself just now.

"'Book of Iris' tile?" She frowned.

"Yes, it's me." The mage stopped Ada's path, and below him, one by one, the petite fairies lifted up Corin and slowly healed the bleeding wounds on his body.

"As Corinla's lover and comrade-in-arms, I can't let you kill her." He seemed to be talking about a formula in the field of mathematics or magic, seriously and calmly.

"Then disappear together with you!"

Ada yelled, and the magical armor on her body was also working at full capacity.

The two fought again, light green and silver, fought back and forth, and in the night sky, the iron-grey airships and the steel dragons were still fighting fiercely. Accompanied by heavy smoke and fire, falling from the sky from time to time.

——————

Outside the city under the curtain of night, there is an endless darkness in the wilderness.

The dull drums gradually sounded, and then the burning torches were lit, revealing the tall faces and figures in the dark night.

These two or three-meter-high orcs, wearing steel shoulder armor and holding heavy axes, showed their savage courage. They slowly moved forward, and then revealed the shamans holding windbell wooden staffs behind them.

"Then this time, I will ask Master Unur." A girl in a hood and a robe said to the shaman beside her in the flames.

"Glory and honor, Lord Alani." Unur bowed his body lightly, saluted slightly, and then looked up at the magnificent city shrouded in war.

"Now, let me sing again, the battle song of conquering the earth."

"Woo-" The long response came one after another, echoing in the wilderness, one by one shaman in gray and white robe shouted and sang under the moon.

The desolate and ancient words sing along with the rough throat, and the high-handed wooden staff in the hand is wrapped with black, red, white and blue silk threads. Among them are metal nameplates, jade, and bones. They collide with each other as they wave. Crisp and peculiar sound.

In the fire-shrouded wilderness, nearly a thousand shamans gathered together, following the command of the great shaman Unur, chanting the war hymns in the ancient sacrificial texts.

They lifted their right foot, and stepped on it continuously following the beat of the war song, producing rhythmic sounds and vibrations, with a neat beauty and charm.

[Across the thorns, across the poisonous swamp]

[The King of Fangs with an Iron Crown]

[He strangles the viper's throat and makes him surrender. ]

...

[Over the wilderness, over the snow-capped mountains]

[The king of beasts holding a giant axe]

[He overturns the mammoth to the ground and makes it kneel. ]

...

[Swimming across the seven seas, jumping off the cliff. ]

[The Wild King with Grass Boots]

[He grabs the wings of the goshawk and lets it lead the way. ]

...

[Ah, Kedalen]

[The King of Kings]

[King of the Beasts]

[He is the Child of Flame]

[He is the protector of the hunter]

[He is the eternal king followed by thousands of warriors]

....

[Now, he will conquer the earth again! ! ]

The sigh from the ancient times, its momentum rises with the chanting of war songs, and the desolate cry bursts like wildfire, spreading in the wilderness.

And with this increasingly violent rhythm, the trembling of the earth became more and more violent, until the end--

A tiny crack appeared in the wilderness and continued to spread to the night city.

The city walls and houses trembled, and bricks and stones continued to fall ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ with bursts of disintegration sound.

When the cracks spread from the wilderness to the city wall, the 20- to 30-meter-high city wall was also torn apart, exposing huge gaps, and many of the fragile walls that were bombed during the war collapsed.

The horn sounded on the ground, and a heavily armed orc warrior, armed with a giant axe, marched toward the enemy formation in the tremors of the earth, and entered the former capital of Wilga in the flames and cold iron.

"Kill!"

The guards who had been on guard in the city also rushed in. They erected solid metal shields at the gaps in the city wall, and they protruded black muzzles behind the shields.

"Aim! — fire."

Continuous fire and gunfire sounded, and a new round of confrontation was also unfolded in the fire and ruined walls.

Many orc warriors in armor were shot through with special magic crystal spears and sieved into the gravel and dust. However, in the frenetic war song, these warriors were not afraid, like a torrent of torrents, and rushed forward. To the silver phalanx, waved the battle axe in his hand and slashed heavily.

"Battle is glory, and in life and death, only heroism is the most noble."

The blood flowing in the orcs is still the proud and fearless blood of Kedalen.

Not the latest chapter address of the Witch: https://

Not a witch full text reading address: https://

It’s not the witch txt download address: https://

It's not a witch mobile phone reading: https://

In order to facilitate the next reading, you can click on the "Favorites" below to record the reading record of this (Chapter 603 Night Fire War Song), and you can see it next time you open the bookshelf!

If you like "I'm Not a Witch", please recommend this book to your friends (QQ, blog, WeChat, etc.), thank you for your support! ! ()