With the sound of two huge cannons, Jiang Han's figure emerged from the smoke.
She grabbed the two cannonballs expressionlessly, and with a casual glare, the magic energy of the cannonballs was stopped and turned into a large lump of ice, which she threw on the ground.
"I'm going to get angry if this continues," she warned.
The response was a bah movement from Miss Donna Meyer, who was standing behind two muzzleloader cannons in the corridor directly in front, and the evil spirit lady pulled out six flintlock pistols like a magic trick, bang bang bang.
Yeah! Fired six shots at Jiang Han, one shot and another
The magic power contained in the bullets is negligible. If Jiang Han were to be beaten to death with such bullets, she would probably have to eat 20,000 to 30,000 rounds and then burp to death without resisting.
Seeing that the bullets had no effect on Jiang Han, the evil spirit lady cursed and turned into a shadow and disappeared behind the muzzleloaders.
Jiang Han shook his head helplessly and walked to those artillery pieces that could be called antiques.
At first it was just throwing water balloons and cat-repelling candles like a prank; then after seeing Jiang Han's defeat, it turned to needle traps and giant ax traps; then flames, oil cans, and landmines; and now now
The newest ones are these cannons and firearms.
This evil witch seems to have the common kindness of witches towards witches. To put it simply, she is moving in the direction of 'not fatal, only scary'. Even if she uses lethal means, it is confirmed that Jiang Han will not be killed.
This method was only used when she was trying to kill someone. In other words, her purpose was to "injure" or "repel" someone.
With such a relationship, Jiang Han was embarrassed to use magic.
After all, with her magical power, such a weak evil spirit witch might be fatally injured by one of her fire arrows, and she would have to be dragged up to Anjie for treatment.
"Oh, I'm not good at catching mice..." Jiang Han muttered to himself.
Strictly speaking, Cat Lanterns are not "cats". Although their cry is "meow" and they claim to be "cats", they are not as good at catching mice, although they are quite good at bullying small animals.
She glanced at the muzzle of the muzzle in front of her, and not surprisingly saw the incantation engraved on the muzzle:
"Accelerate the projectile, extend the magic rifling, and destroy the projectile."
Three ancient spells attach a weak magic to each round of ammunition.
Most of the ancient witches only had the magic power to throw five fireballs at once, so they had to use similar weapons in the war between them, using their meager magic value on a larger number of weapons. In that era, a big
Witches can be said to be destructive weapons on the battlefield.
Think about it, in an era when everyone was still wielding a swift sword in one hand and a single-shot flintlock pistol in the other, there was a super machine girl who could use main guns and missile weapons at any time... This is probably the concept.
Jiang Han bent down and picked up the flintlock pistol that Miss Evil had thrown away after using it. Unsurprisingly, he saw six runes engraved on the handle.
‘Spirituality, flame, ghost, frost, electric shock, armor-piercing projectile’
There are a total of six attributes, which should be considered a small artifact back then.
And the other party throws them one by one...
"Maybe what she said is true. After all, Anjie has never told anyone about the origin of the Sky Island in Crystal Lake. Even the earliest night watchers who followed her only knew that she continued to collect famous landscapes from all over the world.
Put it in your own empty island for collection..."
Jiang Han put away all these guns and cannons. Although they were worthless, and the incantations engraved on them were extremely inefficient, they could still be used as souvenirs and ornaments, and could even be used by the cat lanterns to play with.
"I hope I can find her as soon as possible. I have a lot of these antiques stuffed in my cat's tail..." Jiang Han murmured to himself.
She stretched out her hand toward the corridor, turned it over with her palm facing up, made a fist, and twisted it clockwise.
A trace of magic was slowly drawn in the corridor.
Her tracking ability was forced to practice after she came down, and she also improved a lot. At first, she could only search corridor after corridor with confusion, but now she can accurately catch the opponent's traces.
The magic of shadows has a special smell, a special look and feel, just like the smell after a match burns. Is it unpleasant? Not light. It's also quite pungent.
Jiang Han caught the trace of this magical power and quickly chased after it.
I turned on the cat lantern along the way.
The brighter the cat light, the less space the other party has to hide.
After one or two circles, Jiang Han saw the trace disappear in front of a heavy wooden door.
"Did you hide in here..." Jiang Han didn't pay much attention, just opened the door and walked in.
The other party's magic power was just that much, so she wasn't afraid of any traps. Magic power was omnipotent, especially a massive amount of magic power, which was as terrifying as a wishing machine.
The door opened and no trap appeared.
A huge prototype hall is surrounded by huge columns. At the same time, there is a large shrine inlaid on the wall at the end of the field of vision, with a huge sarcophagus inside.
Four little resentful witches were floating and huddled behind the sarcophagus, looking cautiously at this side.
...Anjie, you are really big-hearted. If you build a dessert storage room on someone else's grave, if you are not punished by God, who will be? Jiang Han's mouth moved slightly, controlling his thoughts of complaining, and took a step forward.
"Stop it here, Cat Witch." came a weak voice.
Jiang Han looked over.
Panting, Donna walked out from behind a pillar and stood in front of Jiang Han.
She wore a huge black dragon-horned helmet, a skirt and armor densely covered with scales like black dragon scales, but they were dim and dull.
The armor on Donna's body was damaged in many places, and she was holding a staff in her hand that no longer had much magical power:
"I'm going to banish you, Cat Witch!"
She said this with a serious face.
However, in this state, even the magic power is weak. Jiang Han, as the enemy, is inevitably a little worried:
"...Miss Donna, right? Your current state...is there really no problem?"
"Stop talking nonsense, I am a high-ranking evil witch, the great English Countess, Earl Meyer!" This question angered Miss Evil, and she rushed over with a roar while waving her staff.
No magical blessing.
Her speed was as slow as a sloth in Jiang Han's eyes. Although her strength was not small, it was only at the level of a mainlander.
Jiang Han felt pity and dodged the opponent's attack.
It seemed that she had used up the little magic power she had during the two previous attacks... Jiang Han gave way and allowed the other party to rush over before saying:
"Why don't we have a nice chat... Phew."
Donna was so angry that she swung the staff over, forcing Jiang Han to shut up and take a step back. This action made Miss Evil even more angry:
"Cat Witch! What are you doing? What do you think you are doing? Come on, knock me down! In my time, the fall of the witch was the end of the war!"
A witch abandoned by the times.
This word flashed in Jiang Han's mind.
Many years ago, some witches would really grow old and die, and be buried in sarcophagi. And after a long time, this kind of witch may be resurrected as a witch of resentful souls... Don't think this is a blessing. Back then, witches were still alive.
Not many years ago, a witch's true friends might be some witches of the same era, and some mainlanders.
Years and months passed, and when I woke up, I found that I had nothing but loneliness, and my magic power was weak.
This difference, this loneliness, can drive a sane and strong-willed witch crazy.
Not to mention that the witch in front of her might even be from the 'orderly good' camp, the kind of witch who was kind to her subjects during her lifetime.
Jiang Han could tell from the thinness and weakness of the other party.
Of the nightmare energy produced by Anjie, this Miss Donna may have only consumed a "small part" to maintain its existence, and the rest was fed to the four little witches with resentful souls. Otherwise, it is completely unreasonable... Why are the upper evil spirits
A witch can be so weak. Even if she is a witch abandoned by the times, as a witch of a higher race, she will not be so weak.
"Come knock me down!" Donna roared, gasping, waving her staff.
Jiang Han nodded seriously, reached out and used magic power to grab the hilt of the bone-eroding lightsaber tied to his leg strap.
