Lorraine Hill looked at Osuna in front and sighed in her heart. During this period, she originally did not plan to have another dispute with the opponent. She would wait until the potion was refined and end the chaos after the game, but she didn't want to worry about it. The development was so wonderful that the two met again here.
She didn't want to speak. Although she was protected by Tidais's pendant, it was not safe. Her blue and transparent eyes bloomed with a faint brilliance under the hood, and then she gently waved the scepter in her hand, and a warm breeze blew over the Holy Land. The wind blew in the hall and slowly reverberated. The world seemed to become particularly clear here. There was not a trace of dust in the air. The simple walls, the delicate marble texture, the silk threads on the white robes, and the slightly bright lamp oil in the candles were all visible. .
The Walled City students who entered the temple felt as if they had stepped into another world, a particularly pure world. At the same time, the magic power of the demon sequence on their sides and bodies was also passing away rapidly. It seemed that only the white and pure angel sequence existed in the temple. magic.
'This body is the holy temple.' The silver-haired girl muttered silently in her heart, and then activated her [Pure Domain] ability to cooperate with the scepter in her hand to form a special above-ground temple, which greatly weakened the magic power except for the angelic sequence. and extraordinary power.
After seeing Lorran Hill's actions, Osuna immediately reacted, and crimson traces of light quickly appeared from the void and then shot out.
Two blue flaming cross swords crossed in the air, slashing at the crimson light mark, making a violent trembling sound, and then the light mark shattered, leaving the two flaming cross swords intact. The two 'angels' wearing snow-white wings were intact. Floating in front of Luo Xier without any damage, he blocked the sudden attack. The head under the hood was raised proudly and he looked at the attacking opponents with contempt.
Immediately afterwards, six winged 'angels' rushed into the enemy formation, waving their swords of blue flames and slashing at these extremely weak opponents. Each and every student of the Walled City Academy was triggered by the barrier and retreated.
How is that possible! Osuna looked at the scene in disbelief. She raised her black sleeves and tried to use her plague talent to corrupt her opponents and pollute this special field. But unfortunately, Lorraine Hill's talent was originally Specializing in the concepts of wind, purity, and perception. She is simply Osuna's natural enemy, and the spells and skills she casts are naturally completely ineffective.
Seeing that there were fewer and fewer subordinates around her, Osuna also became anxious. She no longer struggled with why her talent failed, but drew out the dark rose sword and fought with these 'angels', and the few she had trained before Special elites also gathered beside her and fought together.
As the magic power continued to drain, these people became weaker and weaker as they fought. In the end, they could only swing their swords with physical strength alone, and could no longer use their extraordinary skills and abilities. As a result, a large number of students in the city gradually retreated under the strangulation of the 'angels', so that In the end, only five elites were left standing in the field, while the remaining students were lying on the ground wailing, with blood flowing on the ground, and the smell of burning filling the air.
Although the 'angels' had a great advantage, they also lost two people during the fight. Currently, there are only four 'angels' surrounding the five people. Seeing this scene, the two guarding the girl's side The 'angels' lowered their heads to ask for instructions, and after receiving the silver-haired girl's permission, they quickly marched out to join the battle, leaving only the other two 'angels' to continue guarding Lorraine Hill in the center.
The four 'angels' who were a little tired and weak before were joined by two companions, and their strength immediately increased greatly. Osuna's side became precarious. Two of the five who were originally weak fell down one after another, and two were left.
Seeing that something was wrong, the subordinates also fought to the death and briefly blocked these 'angels', giving Osuna a glimmer of hope in the hope that she could escape.
But Osuna did not run away. She could not accept the result of such a disastrous defeat. The anger, jealousy, and unwillingness in her heart had overwhelmed her reason.
How is it possible, how could I fail here! I am surrounded by geniuses from the entire academy, all of whom are elites of Sequence 6. If I just run back in despair, how should I face those Natural Sequence students?
Ridicule! That girl who blooms like a flower in the forest will probably look down on me too.
Recalling the scene in the valley that day, although she did not conquer the remaining clubs in the college, that day was her happiest day because the girl agreed to her proposal and the two parties reached a temporary peace. The short-term peace was just a small matter.
The most important thing is that this agreement made her feel that she was on the same level and platform as the other party, and at the same time she was recognized by the girl. Her humble and anxious heart in the past was truly satisfied at that moment.
However, today's huge defeat suddenly shattered her previous dreams. Are she still so weak and incompetent? Even though she has such a huge advantage, she is easily defeated by the enemy, is she so bad? The facts before her continue to torture her heart, making her
She was unwilling and anxious.
The figure moved forward rapidly across the empty hall, the remaining magic power was fully activated, and the long sword he waved was like a black light, piercing the silver-haired girl who stood still.
The strong wind brought by the long sword slightly lifted the black veil, revealing a pair of blue and transparent eyes. Silver hair was scattered between the shoulders and white collarbones. The dark long sword he was wielding was held by two blue flame cross swords.
Stay, trembling slightly in the air, unable to move forward even an inch.
The four 'angels' who came later knocked Osuna to the ground. Just as she was about to struggle up and attack again, two hands held her wrists down from the sides, followed by two more hands.
Pressing her shoulders like iron pliers, four white-robed 'angels' firmly fixed the chief of the city in place, making him kneel in front of Lorraine Hill unwillingly.
Looking at this crazy purple-haired girl, Lorraine Hill sighed slightly, stretched out her black gauze sleeves, revealing her white wrists, and gently pressed her forehead with her fingertips, using her purification talent to crack
And dissolve that special seed of power.
After being pushed to the ground, she struggled to raise her head, looking up at the mysterious girl in front of her, trying to see through the face under the veil, until those blue and transparent eyes came into view, so pure that there seemed to be stars twinkling in them, making her
She felt intoxicated and peaceful. Then white fingers covered her field of vision, and a cool feeling spread from her forehead. It was as if something was broken in her consciousness. A vast sea of memories surged in, and scenes of scenes in time kept flashing through it.
The flag of the wisteria crescent moon, the black legions all over the sky, the burning flames, the fallen tall trees, the people saying goodbye in frustration, the ships sent to the distance, the witch standing in the stargazing room and telling the story, the sky built on the earth.
Gate towers and towers, prosperous and glorious cities, aerial warships floating in the sky, meteorites falling at dusk, incoming raven flags, various figures emerging from the clouds and mist, the petite witch opening a book, the fragmented afterimage of space,
The whispering voice in the ear, the silent cry falling into the abyss, the dark and silent years.
Osuna's short life of no more than ten years was like a small boat in this thousand-year ocean of time memories, swaying in the wind until she was submerged and finally fell into a coma.
Lorraine Hill raised his sleeves again, and the quiet wind of light flowed in the hall, healing the injured people present and allowing them to fall into a peaceful sleep.
"Hel her to the side hall and find a bed for her to have a good sleep." Lorraine Hill looked at Osuna lying on the ground and said softly.