The horses' hooves stepped on the soft grass, and the overnight rain washed away the dust accumulated for many days. The sky and the earth were completely renewed. White clouds rolled in the blue sky, and the breeze blew through the grass. The light smell of earth was refreshing.

The crusade army climbed up the hill. The silver moon on the black background was the flag of the church, and the golden lion on the blue background was the flag of the Kingdom of Berg. The horses did not neigh and obeyed orders, and the people did not wait for orders.

The leader, wearing a miter, a black robe, holding a scepter, and a thin sword at her waist, is a woman.

"Bishop Flora, ahead is Kuror." Elder, the knight leader of the Kingdom's Crusade Army, stepped forward and pointed at the city filled with gunpowder smoke and surrounded by scorched earth.

Flora's journey for several days left a look of exhaustion on her fair face.

The ring on his right hand fluoresced, and a level 3 magic "Tears of the Awakening God" was quietly released. Tiredness swept away, and the spirit was lifted. "Notify all knights, monks, and magicians to rectify for 30 minutes, and the army will follow me into the city."

Knight Commander Elder nodded in agreement and turned back to issue orders to the troops.

Flora stared into the distance, surrounded by mountains on three sides and water on one side, with Corolla built in the center. Every summer, the hot wind from the east carries water vapor and sweeps over Corolla. The hot wind is blocked by the mountains, making it unbearably hot all day long. In winter,

The warm wind from the west cannot blow in, and it is bitingly cold without snow in the city.

"Except for spring and autumn, there are only a few good times throughout the year." This is Kelly's reflection when recalling her hometown. "The only thing worth remembering is probably the Lanyang trees all over the mountains and plains..."

The Lanyang tree has a gentle temperament, like a lady. When the spring breeze comes, it blooms shyly with bright little flowers. If you stand on the highest tower in Kuror after the spring rain and look around, the fresh little flowers will be full of dew, blooming in the sunshine.

The flowers all over the mountains and fields below are shining and full of vitality, and the city seems to have fallen into the flowers.

When the autumn wind blows, the leaves of the Lanyang trees turn red with shame. A few autumn rains and a few autumn winds blow, and the Lanyang trees on the mountain turn red. The city seems to have fallen into the sunset. That is also Korol

The day when "Children's Day" is held.

Exhaling a breath, Flora looked at the hillside that had been swept by the war, with broken limbs and broken arms, blood dripping on every inch of the soil, and countless soldiers leaving their lives under the blushing Lanyang tree...

Coulor is a small town, a small town with an underdeveloped economy, where people live and work in peace and contentment, and remain aloof from the world.

Overnight, tens of thousands of people died violently, with corpses strewn across the fields and bones covered with white bones.

And the person who caused all this was the infamous Red Rose, the crazy witch.

When she thought of this, Flora clenched her right scepter tightly, her eyes becoming colder and sterner.

The rest time ended quickly, Elder and Flora moved forward side by side, and the army headed towards Kuror.

During this process, the army was calm and unhurried. During the process, the people did not say anything or the horses did not neigh. Invisible pressure enveloped the entire city.

Entering the city along the road, Flora saw that the doors of every house in the city were closed. The soldiers investigated and reported that the owner of the house was lying on the bed with a ferocious expression and a weak body. The blood had been drained, and there was no body of the child.

"Overnight, people in the entire city died suddenly. Sir Bishop, do you think what level a magic circle of this size would be?" Elder quietly talked to Flora.

"Your Excellency, Captain, Red Rose believes in the Primordial Witch. They always believe that the Primordial Witch did not die, but fell into a deep sleep. All the events about Red Rose so far are about sacrificial rituals." Flora looked at those who were killed.

The corpses piled up by the soldiers, "the blood is extracted, and the range can cover the entire city. The power of this kind of ritual is no less than a level 7 magic circle."

Ritual has no level. If a simple ritual is loved by the Lord of prayer, its power can even exceed level 10.

"Level 7..." Elder murmured in a low voice, his right hand unconsciously resting on the hilt of the sword.

"Leave two large groups to burn the corpses, and the others will follow me," Elder ordered.

Flora's eyes were always fixed on the tall tower in the distance, which was the highest point in Koror and the center of the city. From a mystical perspective, it was the eye of the entire ceremony.

At this time, the flames ignited the corpse, and a strange stench filled the air. Flora wrinkled her nose, but did not notice the cracks in the ring on her left hand.

Approaching the tower, the team began to adjust their formation.

The kingdom knight is at the front, the kingdom magician (level 3-4) is in the center, and the church monk (level 5-6) is at the back.

They surrounded the entire tower, Flora dismounted, and Elder led 30 Imperial Iron Knights (level 5-6) to follow.

The gem at the top of the scepter glowed with gray light. Flora raised her left hand, muttered something in her mouth, and cast several defensive spells.

"The magician casts defensive magic on the knights, and the monk casts instructions and sacred attributes." Flora ordered in an orderly manner.

The magicians raised their staffs, and the monks clasped their hands together. Colorful light circulated on Elder and the 30 iron knights. Their weapons glowed with light fluorescence, and their spirits and bodies were strengthened to varying degrees.

After the preparations were completed, Flora stepped into the tower first.

The dark circular staircase, with light shining in from the windows and hollows, was swallowed up by invisible darkness.

Flora frowned slightly, and the scepter bloomed with holy light, illuminating the road, which was a staircase of death composed of countless children's corpses.

For a moment, Flora felt that she was about to be overwhelmed by anger. Countless children were praying or crawling. The stairs covered with bone fragments passed in front of them, and they had become mummies, maintaining their posture forever.

"Damn it!" someone among the Iron Knights cursed.

Elder's face was sullen, and veins popped out in the hand holding the sword hilt, "Master Bishop, can these poor children return to the embrace of the goddess?"

"The goddess is merciful, and innocent children are the angels of the goddess. They will live happily in the kingdom of the goddess, no longer suffering, no longer crying." Flora said the doctrine, but recalled the cardinal's promise in her heart. "Dawn.

The darkness before, all this is for redemption..."

The whole journey was silent, and in the depressing atmosphere, there was only the crunching sound of stepping on bone chips.

As she walked higher and higher, Flora saw a door, and the idea of ​​relief suddenly emerged in her heart. She couldn't wait to open that door and leave this stairway that was so oppressive that it made people crazy.

The pace became faster and faster, and just when she reached out to touch the door, the scepter suddenly burst into dazzling light.

Flora woke up instantly. She took a closer look and saw what kind of door it was. It was clearly a broken staircase. If she took another step forward, she would fall.

"Illusion?" Flora took a breath, closed her eyes, gathered the sacred power into the scepter, and suddenly stabbed it towards the ground!

boom!

The tower disappeared, the mummy disappeared, the bone fragments and stairs disappeared, and what was there was a ruin that was burning with flames and flowing with blood. The towering tower had long been cut off, and a red moon hung in the sky, which represented evil.

The red moon is one of the eyes of the original witch.

"It's incredible that you can actually wake up!" The harsh voice came from the half-dressed woman. She was sitting on the ground, holding a beating heart in her hand. Her lips were red and her teeth were white, she was extremely beautiful, but she was

Evil and vicious, as cruel as a poisonous snake.

Only then did Flora realize that Elder, who had broken an arm, and seven iron knights who were also in a state of panic were guarding him on the left and right, with anger and fear on their faces.

"My Lord Bishop, you are finally awake." Elder's pale face showed a wry smile.

"Your Excellency, Captain, what is going on?" Flora asked.

"After the corpses were burned, the whole city seemed to come alive. Countless tentacles and bone claws attacked the crusade. Now there are only a few of us left." Elder said, "You are the key to this crusade.

We will protect her to the death, and the goddess's light will pierce the darkness and illuminate the earth."

"The goddess's light pierces the darkness and illuminates the earth!" The other knights roared in unison, pointing their swords directly at the sky.

"The corpse...the smell..." Flora saw the cracked ring on her left hand. It was a sacred object that was kept under the church before leaving. It was now completely destroyed.

"Yo yo yo, it's so touching, the useless knight, guarding the only light left in the darkness, hahahaha, it's really disgusting." The woman stood up, pointed the hand holding her heart to everyone, and showed a coquettish smile at the corner of her mouth.

Smile, red lips opening and closing, "The horn of the abyss pierces them."

Sarcoids bulged out from the ground, and dozens of blood-red tentacles with bone spurs rushed towards everyone at the same time.

"Bang!" The scepter hit the ground, and the light instantly protected everyone, and any tentacles that dared to step into it were crushed to pieces.

"How can we allow you to overstep the glory of the goddess!" Flora's right scepter bloomed with pure light, and the light turned into a long dragon, pointing directly at the woman, "Level 7 magic, strangle."

The woman suddenly felt that the air around her became extremely heavy, and then she let out a cry of pain when countless wounds appeared on her body. Unfortunately, the invisible blade had torn her throat apart, and she turned into a ball of blood mist with a bang.

"Huh!" Flora exhaled, using the amplification brought by the long sword to instantly release level 7 magic, which was also a heavy load on her.

"Successful!" Elder woke up and immediately came to Flora's side, "Mr. Bishop, we successfully killed her."

"No, she is just a projection of this space. Elder looked around. This is the domain of the original witch. Before the real witch arrives, we must find a way to leave, otherwise..."

The knight's sword penetrated her abdomen, and the dedicated knight leader showed a bright smile.

"My Lord Bishop, you are right. This is indeed my mother's domain, and that little bitch is indeed a projection, but the witch who controls this domain has been here a long time ago." Elder was obviously a man, but he said

A woman's voice is so tingling and charming that even a woman will have a physiological reaction when she hears it.

"You are the witch of lust!" Flora immediately understood the identity of the other party, and at the same time, the scepter burst out with dazzling light and swung it towards the witch of lust who was close at hand.

"Bang!" Elder's temple was smashed by the scepter, and his body fell to the ground. He twitched a few times and stopped moving.

"It's such a pity that such a good body was destroyed like this." An iron knight said with regret. He took off his helmet, and a man's face showed a charming expression, and his eyes turned bright red.

Flora covered the wound and coughed out a large mouthful of blood.

"If you don't release the healing spell, you will die." The lust witch swung her waist and walked over.

Flora's face was pale, and the hand holding the scepter was trembling, "The power of the witch of lust is assimilation...you want to turn me into a puppet...dream."

"As expected of the Bishop of the Silver Moon Church, he knows the power of the Red Rose Witch very well, hahahaha, but in my mother's domain, it will be difficult for you to die." After that, she rushed towards Flora.

"Level 8 magic: the moment of life and death!" Flora used the remaining energy of the scepter to release the strongest magic she could master. This magic is a state. The time of all the caster's magic chanting is greatly shortened, at the cost of consumption.

vitality.

The scepter was dimmed, and the gem at the top was completely shattered. At the same time, Flora pulled out the thin sword at her waist and recited a spell quickly.

"Level 6 magic: Wind Crack Blade!" "Level 6 magic: Burning Flame!" "Level 6 magic: Place of heavy pressure!" "Level 5 magic: High wind pressure!" "Level 4 magic: Water bullet!"

Level 4 magic: Earth Thorn!" "Level 3 magic: Wind Blade!"....

One body after another was destroyed, one body after another was born from sarcoma, the body of the lust witch seemed to have no end, and the red moon hanging high in the sky seemed to be laughing at the mortals who did not know their own abilities.

With long snow-white hair, wrinkled skin, and ugly age spots, in just a few minutes, a young woman has turned into an old woman.

"Ahem!" Flora was half-kneeling on the ground, her body trembling uncontrollably and she might collapse at any time.
To be continued...