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Roland smiled brightly.

"Well, let's get back to the point. Since Miss Aozaki knows about the existence of that mansion, could you take me to visit it?"

"Eh?"

Just as she was about to ask more questions, Aozaki Aoko froze. From a polite point of view, Roland's help meant that Aoko should not refuse this request, but she did not have the right to make such an invitation.

The owner of the mansion is Kuonji Arizuma, and although she often complains about him, she is also an important friend to Aoko, and she will not ignore Arizuma's opinions, especially when she knows that the witch really doesn't like strangers near the house.

"Sorry... I have to ask about this matter in advance,"

"I see. It seems that giving a heads up in advance was indeed the right decision. I'll go visit you another day."

"It's better not to get your hopes up too much. Let me ask for you first."

Aozaki Aoko looked at Roland hesitantly, but as if she remembered something, she turned her head and pointed to the Forest of No Return in the distance of the park.

"It won't be long. She happens to be in that forest. If I go back, I might bump into her. I should be able to give you an answer tomorrow. I guess her work should be finished by then..."

Before Aozaki Aoko could finish her words, an expression of disbelief appeared on her face.

Above the dark forest, groups of strange creatures with black wings were dancing continuously, gathering more and more, like crows announcing doom.

I feel a little dizzy. I don't know if it's because of a cold or because I stayed up too late. In order to survive, I went to bed today. I hope my readers can understand. Don't forget to put on more clothes when the weather changes.

Chapter 203 The Great Crisis of the Fairy Tale Witch

The fairy tale witch is in crisis.

On the narrow path in the center of the lush forest, she was accompanied by only two lonely familiars, and surrounding her were shadowy soldiers who left no other impression on people except the pitch-black night.

Because there are so many of them, it is impossible to count whether it is the shadows that make up them, or they that make up the shadows.

Even though the combat effectiveness of those ninja-like shadow soldiers was only slightly better than that of ordinary people, the fact that they were able to survive in this night feast environment and use their ability to transform into shadows freely showed that in terms of mystery, they were not much different from the environment.

Putting aside the premise of non-interference, even Kuonji Yuju could not maintain absolute confidence due to this fatal size gap.

Moreover, according to the attacker who has disappeared, the advantage of these shadow soldiers does not lie in their individual strength, but in their number and combination with different camps.

"The Black Shadow Corps..."

Kuonji Arizu calmly glanced at the black shadow soldiers around him. Among the humanoid ones alone, there were samurai, ninjas, little giants, and those standing in the front with ten fingers like sharp blades, legs like spikes, and even streamlined heads. There were also those alien creatures with black wings flying in the sky.

There were also monsters with strange tentacles lurking deep in the bushes, crawling like mollusks, but they did not come out. They just hovered at the outermost edge, as if to prevent outsiders from interfering with the battle.

Even though their appearances are different, every soldier of the Black Shadow Corps has the same coldness in their pupils that flash red like flames. Just looking into their eyes will make people shudder, as if being frozen from body to soul.

There are six corps in total, with a number of at least over a thousand. Even Jiuyuansi Youzhu cannot be completely sure of the exact number.

If the other party is not lying, and this is just a greeting, can the types and numbers of these black shadow troops be further expanded?

I don’t know if it’s because of these shadows, but I feel the temperature around me has dropped again, which makes the witch, who is afraid of cold, frown unconsciously.

worst case.

Although enemies of this level are difficult to deal with, they are not something that a fairy tale witch would worry about.

But when preparation is inadequate, this reaction is entirely justified.

Yuzu of Kuonji is the only true witch left in the modern world.

The fairy tale magic she uses, when used at full power, can easily defeat even the top puppet master.

This is closely related to the characteristics of fairy tale magic. Compared with magicians who master multiple arts, fairy tale magic is a system that uses the use of familiars as its main means.

If it were just this, it would not be very rare. Excellent magicians would basically have one or two familiars with them. Even Aozaki Touko ten years later, specifically found a powerful familiar to act as his trump card.

The Matou family also passed down their magic through the familiar magic system, but compared to the large familiars that need magic power supplied by the caster to move, it would only increase unnecessary magic power consumption for them, so they used smaller, self-sufficient insects as the mainstream of inheritance.

But the witch's familiar is completely different from this. Its special name is ploy, which means toy. There are thousands of types, just like the Nap Mirror and Nameless Forest before, which are essentially the familiars of Kuonji Yuju.

These fairy tale monsters are all imagined based on the themes of original fairy tales. Because of this characteristic, in addition to being able to exert their true power in the Night Feast, most of them also have complex conditions of use and weaknesses that are difficult to crack.

That’s right, the so-called familiars are essentially like special treasures.

Moreover, this kind of familiar can survive. In the process of inheritance from generation to generation, witches of previous generations will often leave behind their proudest works. With the accumulation of time, the witches in fairy tales will only become more and more terrifying.

However, because of this, although she uses many Noble Phantasm-type familiars in the modern world, Kuonji Yuzu is still a normal magician. She cannot turn legends into her own Noble Phantasms like a Heroic Spirit and carry them with her at all times. Normally, she is not fully armed all the time.

If she were in the western-style building that served as a workshop, she would have countless ways to deal with the crisis, but this could not change the reality that she was now surrounded.

While the witch was thinking quickly, the assembled black shadow army was not going to endure it any longer. With red light shining brightly in the eyes of the warriors, they rushed towards the isolated and helpless witch first.

Along with the attack of the Warrior Corps, except for the Alien Corps that were still guarding the periphery, other Shadow Corps also launched an attack.

The dark and ominous magic suddenly erupted at a speed observable to the naked eye. The paths in the forest could not withstand the crushing of the army, causing gravel to splash like rain. The huge troll group left dust with every step. The terrifying movement of unparalleled bravery was like hundreds of chariots running together.

If you don't do something quickly, the first charge will completely crush you.

Amid the roar that was almost like thunder, Arizuma Kuonji had such a premonition.

But her reaction was not slow either. One of the girl's eyeballs began to change its original shape. In the pure blood red, it began to glow like inorganic glass.

The light from the Demon Eye spread rapidly, freezing the samurai group in the front, but the black shadow group in the back had no regard for their companions' thoughts. The ninja group and the blade group could also show their magical powers, jumping over or sliding under the ground to continue moving forward.

But the trolls would not tolerate these fragile ones. With a slap, they turned the obstacles blocking their way into a pool of scattered shadows, and continued to charge without stopping.

"Half a catty, eight ounces, hold these shadow ninjas back for a moment."

The petite witch said this without showing any extra emotion due to the dangerous situation.

The girl's skin was white and transparent, like exquisite porcelain. In the light coming through the gaps in the shadow, one could even see her cold smile.

Fortunately, today she did not go to school as usual, but came with the attitude of dealing with intruders. Even though she was not well prepared, she still brought that absolute trump card.

The two pig-like familiars were not afraid of this desperate situation. They jumped out, rolling in a circle with Kuonji Yuju as the center, blocking any black shadow ninja who wanted to get close.

But unlike before, with the cooperation of various shadow ninjas, Banjinbaliang did not replicate their previous results. The Samurai Corps' sharp blades cut them in half, the Saber Corps used both hands to nail the separated bodies to the ground, and the Ninja Corps took out tripwires to further hinder their actions.

Finally, the last group of trolls easily knocked them away. Amid the sound of shattering, the defense created by the two powerful familiars was dissolved in the blink of an eye.

But during the time bought by these two familiars, the Fairy Tale Witch's preparations had been completed.

The reason why she needs to activate the Night Feast in advance to bear the magic power consumption in order to fully utilize her magic eye is not just because of the power of the gold-level magic eye.

The fairy tale prototype of the hybrid magic eye, one of the toys, is the puzzle of Alice's Adventures in Alice's Looking Glass. In addition to the effect of the magic eye itself, it can also achieve repeated chanting and even mix multiple sentences into one. For a magician, there is no better skill than this.

With her cool voice, Arizuma Kuonji sang a nursery rhyme full of childish fun, with a sense of wonder that made people laugh.

But if any magician were in this battlefield, he would not laugh.

Because, as the clear sounds of the nursery rhymes began to sound, rich magical power began to surge like a rising tide.

As the magic power continued to gather and expand, the witch's chanting caused the forest floor to begin to tremble. However, this was not like the frequency-dependent vibrations of an earthquake. This strange vibration was man-made and directional, foreshadowing that something bad was about to be born here.

"London Bridge is falling down, falling down, falling down, my fair lady..."

"Cover it with wood and earth, cover it with wood and earth, my fair lady..."

Among the fairy tale monsters inherited by Kuonji Yuzu, there are three characters that can be called aces. They are all demon king-level props, enough to crush current magicians, and even the crown magician cannot surpass the peak.

Bridge, oil, dog.

This time, because of the forest environment, Kuonji Yuzu did not bring the dog that could easily get out of control, but instead brought his most trusted bridge.

The other party did not disappoint her as always.

Countless branches stretched out from the ground, forming a strange phenomenon in the shape of a bridge, like a giant arm rising from the ground, ignoring all physical limits. The towering colossus blocked everything in sight, and rolled over with a hurricane, tearing apart the black wings in the sky and the black shadows underfoot!

The magic power gushing out from the earth veins burst out with a dazzling glow, and the ground began to rise as if a volcano had erupted.

It was not because of external damage, but because the land itself changed its shape. In the clear nursery rhyme of Arizu Kuonji Temple, the ground was kneaded at will like plasticine. The originally uneven ground began to rise and fall like waves on the sea, pouring into the base of the giant statue.

The trees in the surrounding forests were also rolled up in the fall of the ground, and like the boulders wrapped in mud, they were transported to the surface of the colossus' body like an assembly line and mixed together in an extremely rough way.

The towering statue grew slowly like a mountain, and soon surpassed the surrounding forest, like a giant peeking through the high walls.

Green veins bulged, and the skin had dried out after hundreds of years, so hard that even a chainsaw could only sigh in pain. On the giant's forehead, there was the word 'EMETH' graffitied with various colors of paint... but it was full of mistakes, and the word was just a conventional embellishment.

It is the Giant of Bridges, and it can also be called London Bridge.

If it wants to be summoned, it must appear in a place with a river. There is a stream in this forest. Although it is not large, it is enough for it to show a good posture.

Although it is just composed of trees and boulders, and the proportions are not harmonious, the huge size constructed by this natural landscape completely makes up for it.

Even the trolls looked pitiful at its feet.

Because of this, it is necessary to set up the barrier in advance, otherwise the noise from the battle of the Bridge Titan, the aftermath alone can easily destroy several blocks, and the vibration caused can mess up the entire Misaki City. If it comes to this, many people in Misaki City will convert to Ultraman the next day.

The witch on the giant's shoulder also issued instructions in a clear voice.

"Qiao, please."

The giant responded to the girl's words, stood motionless, raised his left arm to the sky, and smashed heavily at the black shadow army under his feet!

As the embodiment of pure violence, the Bridge Giant does not need any fancy abilities. He only needs super-normal strength and ancient mystery. This ultimate physical destructive power is enough to deal with all threats.

Even the black shadow army that looked like a ball of fire when gathered together and like stars in the sky when scattered were destroyed by this unmatched attack.

Seeing the reversal of the situation, even the witch lady, who never showed her emotions, showed a rare smile on her pretty face, which was as cold and white as white porcelain.

The Shadow Corps created by this unknown attacker was indeed outstanding, but it was still a level lower than her Bridge Giant.

"I know you're listening. If that's all, you'd better retreat quickly. As long as you leave Misaki, I can forgive this attack as the acting manager. You don't want these precious familiars to be destroyed like this, do you?"

Thinking that he had the upper hand, Kuonji Arizuma did not launch an attack immediately, but instead offered persuasion from a magus's rational perspective.

In the absence of 100% self-confidence or when conflicts of interest are involved, there is no conflict between magicians that cannot be reconciled.

While Aozaki Touko was watching covetously, the witch did not want to create any extra enemies.

But the other party obviously did not understand her good intentions.

"It's not that precious, but Miss Witch, judging from your tone, you don't think you are in an advantageous position right now, do you?"

"Isn't it? Whether in terms of mystery or power, your Shadow Troops cannot stand up to my Bridge Giant."

"Wow, they are really underestimated. Although their performance is not very outstanding at ordinary times, if they gather together, they are not so easy to deal with."

The owner of the strange voice made the conclusion in a rather calm tone.

"Since you want to see it, then go beyond the level of greeting, Black Shadow Army, and end this farce quickly."

Before Kuonji Yuzu wanted to take advantage of the victory, something strange happened suddenly.

The arm of the Bridge Giant smashed into the ground but was not pulled out, as if it was paused.

If it weren't for the magical connection that still existed and the other hand of the Bridge Giant guarding her like an arm, Kuonji Yuzu would have almost thought for a moment that she was hallucinating.

But what is happening before our eyes is not fake.

The Bridge Giant's specialized arm, made of mud and trees and almost as long as half of its body, lay obediently in the pit and could not be pulled out.

The closer you get to the end of the arm, the more you can see the Bridge Giant trembling.

That is the best feature in wrestling, but what kind of being can wrestle with a giant that is more than ten stories tall?

As the smoke and dust from the previous attack gradually dissipated, the truth gradually came to light.

The blue-gray arms, which were much thicker than those of ordinary humans, tightly clasped the giant's fingertips.

At the end of the pit, a huge group of trolls surrounded the arm of the Bridge Giant.

Behind them, more troll soldiers were clinging to their companions in front of them like a chain, making a tug-of-war-like posture.

When there was no space left for their figures, more troll soldiers in the distance turned into shadows, dyeing the arm of the Bridge Giant pitch black. Then they reached out their hands from the unseen world of shadows, grabbed the arm of the Bridge Giant from all angles, and contributed their own strength.

According to common sense, facing such attacks and enemies, even experienced heroes would feel amazed and tremble. This is the instinct of survival.

But the Black Shadow Legion is different. They will not lose morale, will not be afraid, and will only obey the orders of their master. Each of them is the best soldier and the most loyal warrior.

So, when the front line was defeated, more troll soldiers in the rear had already rushed forward and captured the enemy, completing this miraculous trap!

Chapter 204: The Raging Black Shadow Army

After realizing the power of the Bridge Giant, the Trolls used their intelligence to judge that they could fight back with their current numbers.

Each of the troll soldiers only needed to snap their fingers to punch through the wall. Even trained strong humans with the power of the bull charm could not defeat their strength.

With the help of their shadow characteristics, they can exert force from all angles without worrying about the support points and without fear of death, so they completed this action with extremely high execution ability.

It was not only the trolls who were not afraid of life and death. They did not even give Kuonji Arizuma the time to use his other arm to rescue him. The vast Night Bats, which covered the sky, quickly attacked Kuonji Arizuma, forcing the Bridge Giant to use his other arm to continuously defend himself.

The Shadow Legion's cooperation is more intimate than any comrades on the battlefield, but when faced with sacrifice, they are more cruel than any ruthless commander.