From birth, to growing up, to becoming powerful, Vera felt so embarrassed for the first time.
Severe pain was felt everywhere in the body, especially in the eyes and brain.
She gently touched the skin next to her eyes, feeling frozen and painful.
This pair of eyes should not have belonged to her from the beginning. These eyes, which the rebels called the 'gift of Gregos', brought an unimaginable burden to her.
She became more lethargic, her body was always cold, and her physical energy seemed to be corroded.
Although there is no denying their power, Vera still misses her ordinary pair of glasses more.
"Too bad..." She muttered and stood up with Vivaldo on her back. A double image appeared in front of her eyes.
The people around her had melted into a mixture of flesh and metal, and their death methods were definitely the worst she had ever seen.
Vera squinted her eyes, and in her blurry vision, she could make out the face of a half-charred corpse next to her.
She was a veteran and had a drink with her a few months ago.
Miraculously, she didn't feel any pity or sigh, but only a little fear.
I'm afraid why I won't respond.
"This person...should be my friend?" she asked herself doubtfully.
But there is no time for self-reflection, I have to evacuate quickly... Enduring the pain in her brain, Vera frowned and casually cut the two charging demons into two pieces.
Suddenly, her eyes were covered in fire!
In desperation, Vera swung her cloak and relied on the mithril on the broken cloak to withstand a fire explosion.
call!
boom!
The huge impact made her bite her lip. The damage of this spell was not high, but it affected the injuries in her body, which also made Vera know how bad her body was now.
Even in the pain, she felt a little dazed.
"...Hiss." Vera thought she was quite strong. When she was a child, she was hit by a stone in her waist without screaming, but this time it was really too painful.
Probably fifty times as much as that time of the month... She thought happily.
"We can't be here anymore, I'm like a target." Vera moved her body, turned over and jumped off the city wall with a familiarity. After landing lightly, she knelt down on one knee, her face twitching a little.
This pain is really a pain that can make people faint in one go.
Even with Vera's willpower, she didn't want to move and waited for the pain to pass.
She suddenly felt that her body was on guard, and her senses were sending crazy signals to her, so she looked in the direction where she sensed danger.
In which direction, there are two glittering crazy witches floating in the air, one with blue-gold dragon wings, and the other with pure gold wings. There seems to be an obvious difference in size.
"Is it popular among crazy witches to have mothers and daughters go together?" She muttered, and then she felt that the golden crazy witch with dragon wings looked familiar.
Before she could think about it, she saw the big shiny golden mad witch roar loudly, and then opened the side of her body...opened something similar to a portal, and flew out from inside.
Ten mad witches in silver armor riding strange 'silver horses'.
Vera shook her head slightly:
"Gold sparkles and then silver sparkles? Should a goddess ask me next, 'Did you drop a golden apple or a silver apple?'" (In the myth of Gregus, the goddess gave her daughter two apples, but they were eventually lost.
Symbolizing the gradual disappearance of the noble bloodline)
The ten shining-armored crazy witches looked over, as if the golden-shining crazy witch had said something, so they rode that weird vehicle and rushed towards them!
Vera felt a sense of physical and mental danger.
run.
Vera felt that these ten silver witches were coming for her.
And in her current state, she is unlikely to be a match for these guys!
Moreover, it seems that for some inexplicable reason, these witches have become more powerful.
"It may have something to do with yesterday's weather..." She raised the holy sword, ignored the pain in her body, dodged and dodged, avoided all kinds of strange witchcraft coming from behind, and rushed towards the underground passage of the inner castle, where
It is an evacuation exit. As long as you enter and destroy the passage, you can successfully escape.
Suddenly a thought flashed in her mind, and her sense of crisis was like a docile cat sticking out its tongue and gently licking the back of her neck.
The saint picked up the holy sword and swung it back!
boom!
Sizzle!
First there was a huge sound of metal clashing, and then there was the noise of some kind of high-temperature burning grease.
Vera felt as if her hands were about to be broken. With blurred vision, it was clear that it was a silver-clad witch. There was a polite chuckle on the other person's face, as if he was saying hello, but the weapon in his hand was a
The blade of light was like a gathering of sunlight, but it pressed against the saint mercilessly.
You don't need to be too close to feel the high temperature. If you are pressed against your body by this thing, the outcome will definitely not be pleasant...
The weight and strength were all pressing down on the saint. She gritted her teeth and held back the pain in her body again. She suddenly released her strength, cut open the opponent's sword, and hit the opponent's face with an elbow.
.
Bang! The silver-clad witch was sent flying directly, and Vera noticed that the other party was riding that strange vehicle to attack her, just like cavalry attacking infantry.
She squinted her eyes, holding the holy sword horizontally, and saw several figures falling from the sky, landing on one knee, and surrounding the crazy witch who had just been knocked away.
These crazy witches all took out a bare sword hilt.
Buzz!
The sword blade, which seemed to be composed of the sun's golden rays, pierced out of it with a swipe.
Sunshine Sword... Vera's eyes widened, staring at these crazy witches.
A strong, unprecedented fear surged in her heart!
Vera has never felt this kind of fear since she was born, or in other words, she doesn't know why she has such a huge fear of these crazy witches holding sunshine swords.
Those crazy witches danced with swords and rushed over in a very layered manner.
The swords of sunshine that flashed together gave Vera a rare feeling of panic.
The Saint made a quick decision and struck her ribs hard with her free hand. The pain all over her body erupted in an instant, causing her to almost let go of her sword-holding hand!
In pain, fear dissipates or is concealed.
At the critical moment, her brain quickly calculated the sword path, space, and angle.
Fencing is geometry.
Her swordsmanship is the crystallization of geometry.
One against ten will not affect her performance too much. A person is wrapped in eight sides, and it looks like an octagon when viewed from top to bottom. Even if she is seriously injured now, she can still protect her own back, that is to say
What she had to face was three swords attacking at the same time.
She instantly thought of what kind of sword technique she should use to deal with it!
Block speed and hit slowly.
Block the fast sword, actively attack the slow sword, and attack from three sides at the same time.
Her mind seemed to be divided into dozens of people, constantly calculating the route of the opponent's sword strike, whether he would cast a spell along the way, how to respond to the spell cast, and how to protect her left and right sides after blocking the three enemies in front.
, and the three sides behind it.
While thinking, she vaguely grasped a way out.
Bang! Dong! Dang!
With three different sounds in a row, Saint Vera struck the side of the Sunshine Sword quickly, blocking the first one. Then she quickly turned her hand and forced the second sword to move down to block it. Another fierce move.
He almost stabbed one of the crazy witches before he could strike. Although he was blocked, Vera was convinced that these crazy witches were indeed much more elite than before, but their strength and speed were still not enough to deal with her.
When the holy sword and the lightsaber were fighting, she moved quickly and swiftly, constantly using various obstacles or terrain to cover up her exposed 'face' to the maximum extent, so as to get the best opportunity to strike with the sword.
And the least area struck by the sword.
Fencing is geometry.
Although it is one against ten, the actual effect seems to be only one against three or even one against two.
Buzz!
Buzz!
The Sword of Sunshine swings sometimes fast and sometimes slowly, sometimes not at all, and the seemingly one-meter-long sword occasionally stretches out to stab, which is extremely weird!
Even though Vera had reached this point, even though she had the advantage in strength and speed, she was still outnumbered and was struck twice!
But just after the silver mad witches gained the upper hand, she rolled back violently, grabbed the mithril cloak that had just been cut open, and threw it forward with all her strength. At the same time, she untied the three belts from her waist with one hand.
Throw the dagger forward skillfully to force the crazy witches to retreat!
The next second she got into the underground passage, slammed the load-bearing column with the holy sword, and ran wildly when the passage collapsed.
The silver mad witches were unable to stop them, so they could only watch helplessly as Vera escaped, and shouted slightly angrily:
"Fossils turn into mud, excavation spell!"
The Saint didn't pay attention any more, and just rushed to the escape hatch. Her powerful sense of crisis had a premonition that if she stayed for a few seconds, those crazy witches would definitely be able to dig a new passage to catch up...
