Witch Forest Friends Club

Incarnate as a bard with two swords, showing a sly smile.

"Miss An, be careful. If you get hit by these two water swords, not only will the magic element shield be broken, but the flesh and blood in your body will be rolled out."

"Are you serious?" An Jiaye was also assisted by Elsa, covering her whole body with a thick force field shield.

"If you're not serious, how can the audience see the wonderful performance?" Ronan's voice changed from a stream-like voice to a deep and dignified tone like a whirlpool. "Besides, Paul was a great guy who died in the sewers for me and his hometown, and his bones were never found—I want his name to be remembered by at least some people."

An Jiaye also nodded solemnly: "Then let's start."

She blessed the arm with the swiftness technique, and lightly waved the staff of the heart bud. The spore smoke sprayed from the mushroom quickly spread to the entire high platform under the inspiration of the wind calling spell.

The fungal tentacles danced around the girl, shaping them into pieces of hard swords and shields, once again laying a line of attack instead of defense in front of the girl.

Facing the ferocious attack of the two fungal appendages, Ronan took the lead in flying into the air, dodging the many sharp blades that bounced off the tentacles.

The man swirled in mid-air at high speed, and the sword of flowing water swayed away from the pursuit of the sharp blades of the tentacles. As Ronan said, the rapidly rotating high-pressure water knife was so sharp that even the fungal tissue specially reinforced by Anjaye was cut into pieces piece.

Accompanied by Liushuiling's spellcasting, the pool water under the high platform forms a towering ring-shaped wall of waves.

Ronan stepped on the throne formed by water waves, surrounded by thousands of waves, waved his sword light towards An Jiaye like a surf.

The wave wall exploded and collapsed in the blink of an eye, and even the sawtooth crocodile in the water was washed up to the high platform.

The round and curly water sword arc, with the help of the cover of the pouring waves, burst out a hidden and sinister murderous intent——

It is impossible to distinguish which water currents are threatening with the naked eye. An Jiaye has opened his magic eyes to observe the surging flow of magic light in the torrent—the hazy blue water waves are filled with many dazzling arcs and spots. This is the invincible water vindictiveness under the blessing of Liushuiling.

"A huge wave of water flooded the stands. Was it summoned by the witch? No, it was the rat! He can even cast spells!"

Ronan's swirling sword dance is like a water dragon storm that cleans up everything that stands in the way - the splash of water alone cuts out a sword of flying gravel on the solid stone slab that has been repaired countless times by civil witchcraft mark.

From the armor of flowing water that can attack and defend, a string of water bullets and fast water pressure knives are shot from time to time, hitting Anjiaye's magic shield. The fighting energy compressed to the extreme in these flowing water is very Penetrating power, even the magic element shield under Mowrsa can penetrate instantly, and even the second gravitational field shield of the kitten is crumbling under the impact.

"It's so wonderful. The 'Crossing Rat' contestant showed the magic sword of water that has never been exposed before. In addition to being an assassin, he is also a sword singer of the god of flowing water!"

Compared with the opponent who is like a fish in water, Anjaye's performance made the witches and sisters in the stands sweat.

Her fungal tentacles not only couldn't handle Ronan, who was as slippery as a swimming fish, but even the paralyzing spells and disarming spells she shot when she locked onto the target were refracted under the magic element water mirrors.

Elsa was entangled by fungal tentacles and watched the movie in peace, while the strange shadow floating on her body was about to move: "Xiao An, don't you really need help?"

"This time I will do it myself." An Jiaye decided to meet Ronan's challenge head-on.

Most of the spore smoke released by the girl was washed away by the magnificent water waves like an avalanche before they could turn into mushrooms. The mushrooms that had already formed were also penetrated by Ronan's flowing sword energy, and shriveled and withered in a blink of an eye.

"Miss An, your mushrooms seem to be very afraid of the cold and being sucked out of water." Ronan laughed heartily, "Amanda can also absorb the water in the mushrooms."

"Don't be complacent." Anjaye cautiously entered the defensive state - Ronan's offensive was swift and continuous, obviously interfering with her energy accumulation to release the origin curse.

"The time is coming." Anjaye felt the faintly growing vibration under his feet.

The high platform they were on, with the violent shaking, the distance between the splicing of the stone bricks continued to widen-the entire rectangular high platform slowly disintegrated into nine thick stone pillars, moving in all directions in the pool.

"The high platform mechanism is activated!" The narrator seemed dazzled and enthusiastic, "It turned into a floating water diving platform! They must adapt to the changing venue next. Compared with assassins who are proficient in water witchcraft, poisonous geese Miss Paste is clearly in trouble."

At this moment, Anjaye jumped between different stone pillars with the help of the fungal appendages, and played peek-a-boo on the water with Ronan, who was proficient in surfing.

According to the girl's tactical analysis - the footholds of both of them will become narrow. Compared with Ronan who occupies a favorable location, he has to find a way to destroy Ronan's advantageous location.

Ronan's sword dance became more fluent, and several figures of Ronan even appeared in the waves, and they doubled their attacks at the same time, but it was a pity that this could not be hidden from Anjaye's magic eye.

The girl immediately recognized that it was a clone created by the "Water Mirror Technique".

The strength of Amanda, the flowing water spirit, is not comparable to that of the ordinary Mosuling. Even the clone formed by flowing water also has an attack power that cannot be underestimated.

When Anjaye was distracted by manipulating the tentacles to dodge, he finally rubbed some spell mushrooms on the staff of Heart Bud.

She casually threw the mushrooms that had been imbued with the curse of the magic explosion into the surrounding water walls. The impact of the violent light explosion seemed to drop a string of depth charges in an instant, blowing up Ronan's avatar nearby, and the entire fighting skill Thick and misty mist instantly rose from the field.

The heavy water waves that were blown up continued to gather in the sky, transforming into a majestic water dragon, twisting and rushing towards Anjiaye.

Ronan's figure disappeared, and he himself dived into the head of the water dragon, turning into fangs that wanted to cut off all prey in half.

The stone pillar on which the girl stood was instantly destroyed by the roaring water dragon.

However, Anjaye had already manipulated the fungal appendage casted with the "Spring Heeled Jack" spell, jumped high into the sky, avoided the impact of the water dragon, and then slowed down the falling speed with the help of the floating spell.

Unknowingly, there are many thin fungus floating in the air like electric jellyfish, floating in the air around the girl.

"The power storage mushroom has finally grown."

Gloria is not the only one who knows how to play video games!

She had already laid a counterattack trap in the sky.

An Jiaye waved the staff of Heart Bud, and silently recited the ancient and obscure mantras, and the blazing thunder and magic essence gradually emerged in the atmosphere, responding to the girl's call.

Gott Witchcraft · Yunyao Wings!

Although he can't manipulate the thunderclouds that cover the sky like the great wizard of beasts, it is no problem to summon a cloud that splits the sky!

The electric light spread its wings like an eagle, and under the guidance of the staff of the heart bud, it slashed at the ferocious water dragon that was biting towards Anjiaye, and reacted with the electric storage mushroom that was caught in the water dragon.

The ultra-high temperature shock instantly exploded in the body of the water dragon surrounded by thick fog.

The mist flashed!

Followed by a turbulent steam explosion, the rumble set off the cracked masonry, shaking the foundation of the arena.

The stone pillars towering over the water were all shattered in the violent explosion that shook the atmosphere.

Anjaye had already opened an orange-capped amanita umbrella, and in the mushroom cloud rising with the shock wave, she floated up into the sky again like a light balloon, and she had already arranged a retreat for herself.

When the girl fell slowly, she threw the amanita umbrella upside down on the water surface, cast a huge growth technique, and instantly turned the amanita umbrella into a mushroom boat floating on the water waves.

Anjaye leaned on the mast-like thick stalk, and the fungal appendages on her body transformed into oars, leading her to shuttle leisurely among the white-bellied crocodiles in a mushroom boat.

Ronan's cloaked figure with disheveled hair stepped on water splashes under the cover of fog, and jumped onto Anjaye's boat in some embarrassment.

"Miss An, it's really you."

However, he did not launch an attack, but raised his hands, indicating that the power of flowing water wrapped around the weapon had dissipated.

The flash explosion created by the girl has already further expanded the area covered by the mist and steam, and the figures of the two of them completely disappeared in the dense fog.

"They are invisible, are they still fighting in the fog!" The narrator exclaimed loudly, "The field of vision is too bad! I can't see the situation in the fog at all. This is like a battle between two blind fighters, for sure It is extremely dangerous, will we continue to entangle, or will we be killed in one blow?"

"Amanda, go."

Ronan waved his sword and pointed to the sky, and the flowing armor surrounding him transformed back into the lovely figure of Amanda.

Then Liu Shuiling, who was connected with him, nodded obediently, and cast the spell again to create two clones.

Anjaye took a closer look.

It was discovered that not only Ronan, but also her avatar had been created. Under the control of Liushuiling, the two figures disguised by the water mirror technique rushed out of the fog again, dancing and fighting on the waves high in the sky.

"Mr. Ronan, don't you want to fight?" An Jiaye understood what the bard meant.

"That's enough, Miss An, let Amanda replace us and perform for the audience."

Anjaye nodded in agreement and said, "Elsa, also help us with some light and shadow illusions, so that the audience can enjoy watching."

"Meow~" The white cat also happily waved its little paws, creating brilliant flashes and magical fireworks, adding more background special effects to Amanda's water puppet show.

After the duel of real swords and guns was over, Ronan put down his weapon, sat cross-legged on the gill deck, took off the mouse mask, and looked at Anjaye.

"Miss An, let's continue with the story of the brothers."

The hearty battle just now seemed to have untied some of the repressed knots in the bard's heart.

"The village where my brother lived after being exiled is located in a quiet and beautiful bay. After the two brothers met, after a series of conflicts, they finally faced each other honestly."

"However, when they were enjoying a beautiful reunion by the sea, the mysterious assailant destroyed the village where the elder brother lived, and used hostages to lure the two brothers to the ancient ruins on the edge of the cliff."

"The younger brother thought that the killers were all for his elder brother, and even hired by his relatives, so he wanted to stop it full of remorse."

"But who knows that there are several unidentified guys hidden among the killers. My brother was severely injured by a sneak attack and fell into the sea. What happened after that is unclear."

"The younger brother was lucky enough to meet the kind-hearted Flowing Water Spirit, survived, and was finally saved by the priest of the Flowing Water God, and lived a free and peaceful life."

"Until he heard that his brother became the heir of the family and became a world-famous hero, he finally thought about the truth of why he was assassinated, and all thoughts were lost. After dating a beautiful and strong girl, he gave up everything he had longed for. Be an ordinary husband."

With a retrospective tone, it stopped abruptly, and Ronan ended his engrossed sharing.

"That's the end of the story, Miss An, thank you for playing around with me." The bard patted his thigh and got up, "It's time for me to leave."

Anjaye also broke away from the sad and cruel atmosphere of the story, and raised his eyes to look around the mushroom boat.

The overwhelming mist gradually dissipated.

After Amanda finished her stunning performance in the sky, the two avatars instantly fell back under the mist and sprayed again.

Ronan held the dagger and pierced his lower abdomen with his backhand. The dark red liquid immediately flowed out along the bloodletting groove of the dagger, soaking his cloak.

Seeing An Jiaye's frowning frown, Ronan, who stabbed himself, returned to his usual frivolous expression, and put on the mouse mask again.

"This is the blood bag of a sheep, the loser should show more honor."

He immediately covered his stomach and rolled on the mushroom boat.

"Ah, my stomach hurts so much, what the hell did you make me fall for!"

Anjaye shook her head, feeling dumbfounded at the bard's occasional disconnection—but she still raised her staff and cooperated with Ronan's performance, making his blood-stained leather armor grow clusters of colorful mushrooms.

"I feel it, my internal organs are growing mushrooms."

"Ah, witch, you are the one who won, take the glory of defeating me, and sail to the other shore of victory."

"May the god of flowing water protect you."

Mr. Ronan, who seems to fall down while singing the aria, has superb and exaggerated acting skills, but the audience at the scene just likes it.

Surrounded by wild cheers from the crowd, Anjaye rowed the mushroom boat to the crocodile pond and brought Ronan, who pretended to be unconscious, ashore.

"The contest is over!"

"Miss Poisonous Capsicum, mercifully terminated her opponent!"

The "gloriously defeated" "crossing rat" was quickly carried down by the staff.

The performance of the magic swordsman and the witch to deceive the world has finally come to an end, and now it is just announcing the result of the already doomed competition.

"The assassin who should be sneaking in the shadows chose to challenge the witch upright. The pure water washed away the filth of conspiracy and blood, and restored the warrior's clear fighting spirit, and the mushroom stood proudly under the impact of the huge waves!"

"Let's give applause to Miss 'Poisonous Capitol' who won!"

Fanwai princess, female official and witch, climb to the top of the tree of fate

(Intermediate posts will be unsealed, training will be over, tomorrow will start to write crazy code words, first fill in all the pits)

Speaking of Her Royal Highness Tine Rachel von Stauffen Antonio.

Her good name, from the Holy Tree of the Stars to the Mirage Peninsula, is known to everyone, everyone knows it.

As one of the seven electors of the Sade Empire and the princess of the "Griffon Lord" Antonio's family, Her Royal Highness Tini can be described as a treasure born into the world by the grace of God.

And I—Her Royal Highness Tini's personal lady, Lilian Wayne Petru, the daughter of the Silver Truffle family, as a vassal who has served the Antonio family for generations, was destined to be with Her Royal Highness when I was born. Destiny is closely linked.

I met the princess for the first time when I was six years old——

To this day, I still remember that scene, in the flowery garden of Sanssouci Palace, under the slowly rising and magnificently spreading fountain water curtain, there is a petite figure who is obviously a little girl but is wearing a man's court costume , Greeting me like a young red rose in bud - the gorgeous and moving red hair ponytail is the symbol of the passionate Antonio family.

"Hello, Miss Petru, may I call you Lilian?"

His Highness sat safely beside the easel. At such a young age, he already had the aura to amaze the world.

Holding a paintbrush in her hand, she daubed on the large canvas larger than her own head—compared with the countless treasures hidden in the magnificent Sanssouci Palace, she herself was undoubtedly the most precious treasure.

The closeness of His Highness the Princess really flattered me at that time. In front of such a noble person as His Highness, I was undoubtedly just a wild girl brought by a country noble. Everyone was a child, but His Highness made me feel for the first time— —Some people are destined to be the protagonists of this world.

"Don't move, let me draw a portrait for you."

So when we first met, I spent half an afternoon standing nervously.

Besides the gift from my family, I also received the first precious gift in my life - the portrait of me made by His Royal Highness Tini, which is still kept in the bedroom of my hometown to this day.

I will never forget the day when, in the presence of the Grand Duke, my father and the Vicar of Brandenburg, I swore an oath of allegiance to His Royal Highness as guardian of the house of Antonio.

My Highness and I spent an unforgettable summer at the Palace of Sanssouci before the inevitable parting.

In accordance with the principality’s tradition—in order to become a loyal servant who is qualified to assist His Royal Highness to walk uprightly on the path of faith and secularism, I was taken to the Starry Holy City far away from my hometown by the Holy Rites of the Star Cult Monastery—the tree fell under the stars Under the altar of the sacred tree, she accepted the baptism of the nectar of the sacred tree and became a trainee nun at Peter Liz Abbey.

The boring monastery life lasted ten years in a flash.

Over the past ten years, I have occasionally exchanged letters with the princess, and from time to time, I have sought out priests who have returned from their trips to inquire about any news related to the princess.