Witch, don't be so lazy

Although the masked person's expression could not be seen, the slightly shaking tip of the gun showed that she could no longer remain calm.

Try taking two steps forward, then pulling back as if you were electrocuted, and jumping back.

The sound of rushing wind.

A terrible whistling sound pierced into my ears, and a sudden strong wind swept in, mixed with metal fragments and brick and stone dust, as if an invisible hand was beating towards me rapidly!

It was empty, just a heavy hit on the cargo box.

The whirlwind hand rolled up the iron sheet again, pointing straight up.

However, the masked man was faster. He decisively broke the top window of the warehouse and jumped directly up.

A figure ran out from the shadow of the warehouse, tearing open a scroll in his hand as he ran, and seemed to be muttering incomprehensible words such as "Are you kidding me? You turned on the perspective, so you know the attack range."

Then he jumped up in the same way, but he didn't look very skilled, a bit like pulling onions in dry land.

The broken scroll fell to the ground.

Droke could see clearly that it was definitely the desert lizard skin that had just been given away this morning.

……

The loud noise naturally could not escape the ears of everyone outside.

Their faces were pale, but under the pharmacist's command, they still mustered up the courage to crash into the half-open door of the warehouse.

I thought we were going to face a bloody battle.

result.

All I saw was a mess in the warehouse, the shelves were tilted to one side, the iron box in the middle was shaking, and a lot of broken items were scattered everywhere.

There were also a few guys lying on the ground, wailing loudly.

It actually caused such a big commotion.

Everyone was shocked and frightened.

Even though the people on the ground looked very miserable, he couldn't help but feel a little awe in his heart.

The pharmacist's response was the quickest.

He ran forward, repeatedly asking, "Are you okay? Did they get away? Eh? Is there someone missing? Where's that girl named An Ke? She's not dead, is she?"

"...She's not dead, she went after the enemy." The speaker was Asan, who was lying on the box with a dull expression.

"He caught up with them alone? You didn't follow?" The pharmacist was stunned. "Oh, I see. You were able to create such a scene and cause so much damage. The other party must be dying. But don't slack off. I'll give you some medicine. Drink it quickly and go help."

He lowered his head and pulled out bottles and cans from his backpack. "We can't let her go alone. She's a witcher, but judging by her age, she's clearly a rookie. For the sake of her companions, you veterans should at least give her some support. If something goes wrong, it'll be terrible."

"..."

Everyone fell into a long silence.

Because I really didn't know how to answer the pharmacist's question. I couldn't say that we had prepared for a long time with great effort, but in the end we all died in a short time without causing any damage at all.

Bragging before the game, but the settlement showed all zero.

And if the other party hadn't killed them, there would probably be four bodies lying in the warehouse now.

As for the girl named Anke...

"She should be fine. I think she's no weaker than the newly promoted bronze hunter."

Droke struggled to take the potion and gulped it down. "This scene in the warehouse is all caused by her spell. It's from the Celestial School... I can't tell what kind of spell it is..."

The people who came to support were all stunned. They looked at each other and couldn't help but doubt their ears.

The pharmacist was also incredulous: "No... Are you sure you are not joking..."

Perhaps seeing the four people's strange and complicated expressions, he could only take a deep breath, "Well, I thought this battle, uh, would be led by this skilled swordsman. Hasn't he reached the pinnacle of martial arts..."

Just like a stone that stirs up a thousand ripples.

A few people were willing to speak.

"He's a piece of shit. He knelt down without even drawing his sword and even begged for mercy. I'm speechless."

"Before I could even finish my plea for mercy, someone stepped on my head and I lay on the ground pretending to be dead."

"You're such a skilled bastard, tell me the truth, did you make that bird perched on your head up on the spot?"

Face doubts.

The ronin swordsman argued, "I did draw my sword, it went a full two inches!" "Don't talk nonsense, I was stepped on on the back." But facing the last question, he hesitated for a moment before lowering his voice, "I'm not making it up, the bird just pooped and flew away." "Hey, don't hit me, don't, at least don't hit my face!"...

The scene in the warehouse was a mess.

After finally applying medicine to the injured people, uh, the swordsman didn't get the medicine, so he had to stay there with a bruised face.

The pharmacist finally finished his work and was sorting his medicine bag when he suddenly moved his ears.

"Did you hear any groaning?"

Everyone was stunned. After they calmed down, they realized that they had indeed heard the sound.

But the problem is, besides a few wounded people, who else could be hurt and wailing here, and the direction of the sound...

Everyone turned their heads in unison.

The only room in the warehouse.

A strange whimpering sound, like the wail of an abandoned woman.

and then.

The wooden door suddenly broke open, revealing scarlet and violent eyes.

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Break the vicious cycle and return to eight o'clock

Chapter 55 Good Evening

Red Rock is beautiful at night, especially the uptown area.

The long street was brightly lit, with horse-drawn carriages coming and going in an endless stream. The bustling market was crowded with people, and there was an open-air circus performing on the Oasis River. Funny clowns, thrilling acrobatics, and a variety of animal performances won rounds of applause.

But most of the lower city was in darkness, with occasional sporadic red lights coming on, but they quickly went out.

One bright and one dark, the aperture formed by those hazy lights divides two different worlds.

And in this circle of light, on the outskirts of the upper city, under the bright moon, on the deserted street corners and rooftops.

Occasionally, a vague figure appears, like a breeze blowing across the eaves, or like a ghost looming in a narrow alley, or like a nimble cat silently passing over tiles.

There is a figure chasing after him.

However, compared to the former's agility, the latter seems more clumsy, like an aggressive little wild boar. It is not slow, but the noise and damage it causes are greater.

There are broken tiles on the eaves, crumbling signs on the corners, not to mention the awnings and windows.

The encore was certainly not intentional.

It was just my first time learning parkour on a rooftop, playing a real-life version of Assassin's Creed. I was lucky enough to be able to catch up. As for the bumps and bruises caused by the telekinetic shields on the road, I couldn't care less.

She had finally gotten the animal skin in the morning, and considering the properties of the material, she thought again and again and spent the whole afternoon making two "Flesh Strengthening Power" of the Natural School. However, she tore one of them before it even got warm.

After all, the ambush this evening is really hard to describe.

First of all, there were those witchers. Even though she had been warned in advance that the people in the spirit world tour might be scammers, after she actually saw their performance, she was still speechless and almost couldn't even maintain the invisibility spell.

Of course, what really matters is the enemy.

It is far more powerful than imagined. It is not the suppression of magic power and dimension, but the crushing of combat skills and spell attainments.

Whether it was the smooth fighting or the exaggerated perception, even the power of the invisibility spell could not deceive her, and he could even see through the range of her magician's hand.

There's nothing magical about this.

At least according to Anke's understanding, among all the tricks, even the specialized "Danger Sense" and "Beast Intuition", at best, can only barely offset the invisibility spell of the same proficiency in a confrontation.

This is ignoring the situation of elemental affinity. Don't forget, she has shadow protection, which far exceeds the affinity level of a normal apprentice, but this still failed to hide it successfully.

Even Anke couldn't help but wonder, could it be that he used multiple perception magics, or perhaps it was a natural ability? Could it be that there were also blessings and protections...

Another confusing thing is that the other party did not kill the patient. It was obvious that he did not show any mercy when killing the patient.

An Ke had a lot of thoughts in his mind, but he didn't slow down at all in his pursuit. He had to at least take down the enemy before the spell ended.

Following the trail, he stepped heavily on the bluestone bricks and jumped high onto the roof.

The encore used a big jump.

Anko stopped walking.

Anko became more vigilant.

Because on this wide roof, the masked man stood silently, with the bright and clear crescent moon behind him, the dark golden spear pointing straight to the sky, and his plain robe swaying in the wind.

She watched quietly.

An Ke was also looking at the other person.

The blank mask covered her face, making it impossible to see her true appearance, but judging from her snow-white skin and slim figure, she was undoubtedly a woman.

Looking at the spear in his hand, there was a gloomy dark golden light flowing on the surface, like the stars in the night sky.

Of course, what impressed me most were the eyes, which were as deep and bright as obsidian.

"you……"

An Ke just said one word and then swallowed it back.

Although she had many questions, she saw the other party perform a gun dance, and then the weapon in his hand instantly lit up, its appearance shattered, and a dark golden light shone brightly, like a blazing flame.

Literally, the masked woman was holding a ball of dark golden flame, barely maintaining the shape of a gun.

The scorching wind, the surging magic power, and the shadow energy that quickly dissipated around them...

An Ke had never seen such a strange ability, but she understood what the other party meant.

Look at this wide open roof.

Look at the masked woman's posture.

really.

The reason why I deliberately stopped and waited was not to drink tea and chat, but to choose the right battlefield.

An Ke sighed, and then her expression returned to calm.

Just fight. Compared to parkour, she is better at fighting. It would be nice to knock the opponent down and then capture him for interrogation.

With a thought, magic power flowed, and an invisible telekinetic arm rose from her side.

……

This should be an old residential area. The streets are dark and narrow. The houses around are very old. They are multi-story stone buildings with high windows. The walls are probably filled with fine stones. Years of wind and frost make it look like bricks fired in a kiln.

The surroundings were very quiet. Except for the occasional cough of an old man and the whistling of the wind in the alley, the only sound was the faint hustle and bustle coming from afar, which made the place seem even more deserted.

However, there is no peace here tonight.

Above the high roof, the moonlight was whiter than snow. Encore and the masked woman faced each other in silence, neither of them moving.

Until the night wind blows by.

The wide robe of the masked woman fluttered in the wind, and the flaming spear in her hand also tilted, as if blown crooked by the wind. Suddenly, she changed, her figure flashed, and in the blink of an eye she crossed a distance of more than ten meters.

The dark golden flames extended in the air, like a surging wave.

Anke narrowed his eyes.

The strong wind wrapped around the telekinetic arm and blasted out like a tornado. This was the hand of a wizard who was blessed with the spell of the astronomical school.

At the same time, the dusty green tiles trembled slightly, and together with the mud, they were superimposed on the giant ochre hand. This was naturally the hand of a wizard who was blessed with the Earth School spell.

The former intercepts in the air, and the latter attacks on the ground.

As for the middle part, to be honest, in order to ensure that the spell was powerful enough, Anke did not separate out the third arm, but it doesn’t matter. Don’t forget that he picked up an alchemical pistol at the beginning.

A three-pronged approach, combined with insight, and the mage's hand can instantly split and deform.

Even if the enemy has extremely exaggerated perception, as long as they don't have the intuition to predict the future, they will not be able to dodge it perfectly.