Not a Witch

Suddenly, the pupils of this snow leopard youth shrank slightly.

Mira held the cross spear in one hand, and pressed the other hand on her wound. With the slight particles of pure white light flying, the wound on her waist gradually healed, leaving only a shallow scar.

"Ah, I'm sorry, after all, my main job is to heal." Mira made a gesture, then raised the gun and rushed to the opposite side again, with the sound of howling wind, and as a silver light wheel flashed, the opponent was directly swept away .

Chaos Blade rolled on the ground several times before he managed to stand up, but there was another huge wound on his body.

"hateful!"

Random Blade spat out a mouthful of blood, seeing the cheating healing ability on the opposite side, he suddenly felt great pressure.

It seems that he can only use that trick, he thought to himself, and then his eyes suddenly turned blood red, his body also turned slightly red, and a faint heat came out from the surface of his skin.

'Secret of Burning Blood'

This is a life-threatening technique that is not used in ordinary battles. Intensely stimulating blood energy means faster speed and strength, and it also means huge loss and damage to oneself.

In the duel just now, several orcs used similar secret techniques, otherwise it would be difficult to defeat Clancia's opponent.But this time, Random Blade continued the previous style without any surprise.

"In that case, I have to be serious."

Mila stood in the night wind, her silver pupils stared suddenly, as if there were runes flowing in them, like two rounds of silver stars in the dark night, every wisp of wind, every speck of dust, every trace of magic power in front of her eyes Feedback in the pupils, the visible and intangible things hundreds of meters around are like a silver mirror, and they can't be seen at all.

The pure white flame rose up by itself, spreading towards the cross-wheel gun in his hand, and his momentum also climbed steadily, making the oncoming opponent feel as if he was running in a raging fire, feeling suffocated.

The second round of battle also started again.

Chapter 84 The Scarlet Elegy

The white flame waved and rolled over the ground, and the pair of silver pupils in the billowing flames were so dazzling that people couldn't look directly at them.

The chaotic blade of the Snow Leopard clan was directly knocked into the air. If Mira hadn't kept his hand, it might have been cut in half.But in consideration of convincing the opponent to be defeated, several light guns emerged beside Mira and shot out, directly piercing through the opponent's limbs, making him lose the ability to fight.

"Crancia, Mira wins!"

In the dazzling firelight, the referee announced loudly, and Mira's overwhelming power just now convinced the orcs, who gave them admiring gazes.

Orcs are like this, they worship and follow the strong, and the strong don't need to talk about reason, they can do whatever they want without being judged by others.

At this point in the game, both sides have three victories. For the time being, it is tied. Everything depends on the final matchup.

"Lionmane, 'Sabertooth Lion' Layton, against Crancia, Niya."

After the referee finished reading, the two contestants walked into the final arena, attracting shouts and cheers from countless people, because this time, just like before, it was still the two orcs.

"I didn't expect Miss Niya to join Clancia."

Layton put the giant sword with fangs on his side, looking at the petite girl in the light of the fire.The two sides are old acquaintances. A few years ago, Lorraine Hill walked with Niya on the grassland, and the Lion Mane clan also donated a lot of food to the Sheep Horn Clan in return for the Warcraft materials that Lorraine Hill donated.

"Yes, Brother Layton. Ever since His Highness Elani performed miracles that year, I have brought the Shoguns into Crancia."

"Our Sheep Horns are too small in number, not strong, and their own character is not suitable for continuing to live in the fiercely fought grassland."

"Is that so, you and I have both been favored and instructed by that Highness, so this time, let everyone see which side is better."

Layton pulled out the giant sword with fangs from the ground, and there were fine sawtooths in it. This sword was made by Lorraine Hill with the fangs of the crimson devil pig. It was the same as the fangs scythe, and the quality was perfect gold. .

As Layton closed his grip on the giant sword, he suddenly opened his eyes and shouted loudly, the sound waves like thunder formed colorless ripples in the air.

Layers of grass clippings and dirt were lifted up, and the audience who were hundreds of meters away from the ring also felt a severe tinnitus, and then fell down bleeding and deaf.

The field in the venue seemed to have been plowed again, forming an inverted V shape. Niya stood in the field, half-kneeling on the ground, and inserted the staff in her hand into the ground, leaving several meters of ravine scratches on the ground.

After the sound wave passed, she gritted her teeth with her staff and stood up, shaking off the dust on her body. Crimson flames spread and rose from her body, and the magic power of the flames cheered in the air and surrounded her side.

"I think that although the orcs have the glory and strength of the past, they cannot blindly immerse themselves in these traditions."

Niya looked at each other, and huge fireballs slowly formed, pulling each other, causing the surrounding air to continuously distort, and bursts of blue smoke also rose from the ground in the venue, and scorched black traces continued to spread.

"I hope that the weak orcs can also have the hope and possibility to survive, instead of just being the vassal and food of the powerful race."

"The flame of civilization lies not only in its heat and strength, but also in its understanding and warmth."

"This is my choice and belief."

Niya waved down the staff in her hand, and the fireballs floating beside her suddenly expanded and enlarged, and each crimson giant star with a diameter of more than 30 meters shone in the sky, lighting up the entire night sky.

And under this vast burning giant fireball, the girl with the curved horn is so small and slender.

She raised her white wrist, pointed at the strong opponent in her vision, and slowly pressed down her palm. Giant fireballs flew through the air and crashed into the ground like comets.

Holding a huge sword in his hand, Layton ran wildly on the ground, stepped on the grass with one foot, and then jumped high, the strong wind directly tore off the pasture at his feet.The giant sword slashed down in the wind, directly cutting through the fireball like a red sun.

His lungs felt as if they were burning, and his eyebrows and hair also blazed and turned to black ash during the battle, but this genius of the Lionmane clan didn't just back down and let go.

Although the opponent has her ideals and ideas, Layton also has reasons that cannot be flinched. He bears the hope and obsession of nearly a million orcs present.

Just kneel down and weakly give up thousands of years of persistence and stubbornness?no way!

Even if they merge with other countries, orcs still have their own pride and glory, and they want to express their dignity with fangs and blood.

We can be unwilling to fail, but we must not give up weakly.

The boiling blood in my body, I shout your name——

Its name is Glory!

The soaring sword light flashed from the night sky, and the mighty sword light of hundreds of meters directly split each of the deep red giant balls, and the scattered flames fell from the sky, like a rain of flames.

With heavy steps, Layton walked towards the opposite side step by step with the huge sword on his shoulders. White smoke rose from the ground under his feet and his body. The scorching hot air was so sticky that it was difficult for him to open his eyes, but he could still Sensing that the petite figure was right in front of him, he didn't move his position.

Niya looked at the swaying and distorted figure in her field of vision, took a deep breath, and then clenched the maple staff in her hand. She spun gently as if dancing. The staff in her hand swept across the atmosphere, and threads of flames emerged around.

The brisk singing voice sang ancient songs, and the ancient flame sacrificial rites slowly drifted along with the notes.

"I heard a signal from the flames"

"At this moment, I am like a torch flickering in the wind"

"Anger consumes the self"

"Wandering in endless solitude"

"I should just get up"

"Still stop in the past? 』

"Everything Burned"

"turned to ashes"

"Return to the Earth"

"If fate is destined"

"That elusive flame of hope"

"Can you bring me back on track? 』

Strands of flame threads appeared and entwined around the staff, and then converged into fiery ribbons, which spun gently as the girl danced.

When Layton launched the final charge, these fiery red ribbons also slowly flew out, fluttering in the wind like the lightest thing in the world.

The strong wind howled, and finally, the giant sword touched the fiery red ribbon.

Like melting ice and snow, the ribbon fluttered gently, and the extremely suppressed scorching flame cut off the giant sword, or it would be more appropriate to use melting.

Everything that comes into contact with the fiery red ribbon turns into a wisp of smoke, sublimates directly, and dissipates in the air.

The ribbon cut the giant sword into several pieces, which fell from the air, and Layton, who couldn't dodge, was lightly passed through by the ribbon, as if veiled over his body, and he fell to the ground with one arm, one The leg and one foot have left the original body in an instant, scattered all over the ground.

Seeing Layton fall, Niya closed her eyes, slowly lowered her raised arms, and those flame ribbons also slowly dissipated in the air.

I'm sorry, brother Layton, she said silently in her heart, after using this extraordinary skill, it was extremely difficult even for herself to control it, and it was the result of her best efforts to control that she didn't kill Layton on the spot.

The scorching heat wave and green smoke dissipated, and only this petite girl with horns stood quietly in the arena.

"Klancia, flame priest, Niya wins!"

The most grand flame conference in the millennium has come to an end.

Chapter 85 Oath of Blood and Fire

The results of the flame conference showdown came out. After Niya won in the end, Crancia won 4:3.

After the initial surprise, sigh, loss, hesitation, expectation, and hesitation, the orcs in the field gradually accepted this fact.

They are not without brains, it's just that the emotions in the past are difficult to accept for a while.

On the assembly square under the dark night, people from both sides stood still, forming a huge circle, and in the middle was a huge round bronze cauldron, in which was filled with clear and mellow fine wine.

Surrounded by burning braziers, there is no shadow in the square, and around the venue, there are endless layers of orcs, like an ocean, and the pairs of eyes of various colors reflect the firelight , Watching everything in the arena.

A number of shamans headed by Unur walked out of the queue first, approaching the giant cauldron in the center, they held up their wooden sticks and chanted the ancient sacrificial rites in unison.

The desolate melody spread out in the quiet sound of burning flames, and many orcs in the venue could hear it. As the distant and desolate melody spread, the venue became more and more quiet, and everyone stopped talking. Wait quietly.

"The source of all fires, the fire of all fires."

"I wait for the descendants of Kedaron to call to you."

"You are the first flame, the first light and the first heat that came to the world."

"Please witness at this moment."

thump—

The shamans lowered their long staffs heavily, and a straight and brilliant pillar of light rose from the earth and went straight into the sky. Even tribes hundreds of miles away could see this pillar of flame under the night sky.

In countless tribes, various horns and shouts sounded, and then old people, children, men, and women walked out of the tents, stood under the night wind blowing sky, and looked at the distant sky.

As the central beam of light covering the giant tripod rises, ripples spread from the feet of the giant tripod to all directions, like a colorless strong wind, passing through the bodies of countless people and expanding towards the distance.

Such ripples, one after another, all humans or orcs swept by this ripple will feel their brains cleared, like heavy metal trills swaying through their hearts, sweeping away many complicated thoughts, and only one voice is clearly visible in their brains .

That was the vibrato of that giant tripod.

Shila-

A small knife cut the palm of the hand, and bright red blood flowed down from the palm, dripping into the giant cauldron below.The blood lingers like light smoke and slowly spreads.

Afterwards, all the people beside Juding also stepped forward, took the knife, and cut open the palms of their palms. Blood flowed from the palms of each representative along the fingertips.

The transparent wine in the giant cauldron was dyed red, and gradually changed color under the reflection of the flames, reflecting a magnificent and swaying bright red.