Some of the faint blue light that penetrated the barrier passed by Heron, some scratched the skin, leaving slender blood streaks and wounds, and some directly penetrated it, leaving several bloody wounds.

Hole.

For a moment, the huge pain overwhelmed Heron's nerve perception, causing her body to lose strength. She knelt on the ground, and the brass lantern she had held in her hand rolled aside, making several metallic tremblings and echoes, and then gradually

Return to peace.

"Are you so weak? Seeing how tough you were before, I thought you had some hidden tricks." The witch in black and blue robes smiled contemptuously, and then walked forward slowly.

"The Oak Witch has been dead for hundreds of years. You descendants, instead of hiding and leaving the North, are still walking arrogantly on the streets. Could it be understood that you are looking down on us witches who follow Lady Gray Crow?

"

Lady Gray Crow, the Seer of the Discerning Eye, is the honorific name given to the witch of the Distinctive Eye of the Crow, Gergar Ryder, and witches of their line often use the crow's black feather shawl as their logo, and they have a great influence in the North.

right to speak.

Thinking back on the information she had obtained in the past, Lorraine Hill began to search for information about the Oak Witch again, but she was somewhat blank about this one. She didn't even know that there had been such a witch in the past.

Logically speaking, even if the witches are not in harmony, there should not be such a huge conflict.

Even Tidais and Si Ye can now maintain a semblance of peace and sit down to drink tea and chat together.

However, if she doesn't come out at this time, Miss Heron may die here.

The black-feathered witch below waved her wand again, and the quenched blue magic power began to gather on it, gradually condensing into a cold ice crystal stabbing sword, and her footsteps were getting closer and closer to Heron who was kneeling on the ground.

"Can I stop for a moment?"

When the ice crystal stabbing sword stabbed Heron, a long sword as blue as smoke appeared in the void and held it up, and then a mysterious girl appeared in the dark night.

The black hair swayed in the night wind, and the bright blue in the eyes was clear and pure. As the words fell, the surrounding black fog also dissipated, and the cold starlight shone into this hidden alley.

Even though she no longer made any unnecessary movements, the black-feathered witch did not dare to move, just because one after another blue butterflies flew up from the long sword and surrounded her.

So beautiful, yet so deadly, it makes a cold sting feel deep in the soul.

That is the butterfly that can annihilate the soul, the former great witch of the undead sequence, the inherited secret skill of Trinasha, the Butterfly of Time.
Chapter completed!