Miss Witch's Speed ​​Run Manual

"You guy..."

The short female knight's voice seemed somewhat helpless. She said, "In that case..."

Before the female knight finished speaking, her figure flickered subtly, and even the armor on her body seemed to disappear for a moment.

This change made the knight captain, who was standing up with the sword in hand, feel confused.

"Fuck! Why at this time?"

The female knight suddenly put down her sword, clasped her hands across her chest while cursing, as if she was unhappy about something.

The weakness and tragedy in her tone seemed to disappear completely in the instant, and the female knight seemed to have become a different person... No, she really began to change.

The silver armor flashed and disappeared, revealing the wide black breasts underneath. Her long, slightly curly red hair, which looked like it was burnt, was draped behind her. She just stood there motionless and took a deep breath.

"You...what the hell..."

The knight captain stared at the scene in front of him in amazement. He still couldn't wrap his mind around it. The colleague who had been fighting side by side with him just now had completely changed into a different person in just a short moment. Even the smell of the potion on his body had changed.

When he opened his mouth to say something, the black shadow behind him squirmed and emerged.

The dark shadow held a dagger burning with black-gray flames and stabbed it directly into the broken place on his chest armor without mercy.

"Uh……"

At the moment of falling, the knight captain looked at the red-haired figure in front of him, saw her slowly turn her head and glance at him with angry eyes.

"so troublesome……"

The second before he lost consciousness, he saw three black shadows emerging from the girl's side and rushing towards the monster in front of him. The black shadow next to him pulled off his helmet and cut off his head directly along the back of his neck.

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Chapter 243: Ansu’s most equal day.

Ansu City, West District, Church of the Savior Goddess, in the Church of Savior.

Qiang Yin, covered in blood, stood in the center of the church. Not far in front of him, on the throne, a headless corpse holding the Pope's scepter sat on the throne.

In front of the corpse, a cardinal with a hideous face was spitting blood and staring at Qiang Yin in front of him.

"You will pay for your actions... Qiangyin..."

Cardinal Madeleine's voice was weak, and blood was flowing from the corner of her mouth.

From the horrific penetrating wound on her abdomen, it can be seen that she had just experienced a terrible battle, and she had lost this battle.

The originally holy church was now littered with corpses, and the remains of various bishops, archbishops, knights and musicians were mixed together, which was enough to prove the brutality of the battle just now.

Although Madeline was still uttering harsh words at this moment, the shock in her heart never stopped.

This strong sound...what on earth is going on...

He seemed to know that all high-level transcendents of the Savior Cult had the same fighting styles and strengths and weaknesses. The moment the battle began, he used the Sealed Artifact to launch a surprise attack and killed a cardinal who had no time to react...

It was as if this wasn't the first time he had done this...

"Where's Eleanor?"

Qiang Yin panted slightly, glanced around, and slowly said, "I was on guard for a long time~"

It can be heard that Qiang Yin's tone is quite relaxed, as if he thinks he has complete control over the situation.

"You're crazy..."

Madeline's wound was covered by a white shadow, which stopped the blood from seeping out and pushed back the half of the intestine that was originally hanging outside.

"Your wrong decision will ruin the entire Ansu City..."

Wrong decision?

Qiang Yin smiled slightly, raised his hand and pushed back a few strands of hair on his forehead, letting them hang beside his ears.

"Information is more important than life... but you will never understand it in your lifetime because we are not on the same level..."

Qiangyin spoke slowly.

But the "level" he emphasized seemed to be something he had deliberately mentioned after being provoked by the Pope of the God of Order.

It was obvious that he was bothered by the other party's words, but now, he seemed to have regained some confidence.

But at this moment, a fierce spiritual alarm sounded in Qiang Yin's mind.

Behind him, the white curtain, which had already begun to become illusory, was pierced by a silver-white knight's spear.

The spear, wrapped in heat waves and with unmatched speed, pierced directly into Qiang Yin's back.

laugh--!

Qiang Yin only had time to turn slightly before he felt the pain on his back as if he was being burned by flames. The clothes on his back were almost completely burned, and excruciating pain came from behind.

Hiss--

A little blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. Qiang Yin slowly lowered his head and saw that a red spear had emerged from his abdomen. There was not even blood on his wound, only the boiling blood at the pierced point and the sizzling sound of his flesh and blood turning into charcoal.

laugh--

He could feel himself being kicked away, and the spear was also pulled out.

At the moment he fell, he saw a tall figure in silver-white armor standing behind him through his blurry eyes.

It's you……

"Erigma..."

Qiang Yin gritted his teeth and half-knelt on the ground. He slowly turned his head and looked at the man in silver-white armor who was leading the team behind him.

"Very good... Now that I've gotten rid of you, I won't have any psychological burden..."

An ugly, miserable smile appeared on Qiang Yin's lips. He seemed to be completely unconcerned about the fact that he had lost control of his lower body, nor about the fact that he was about to die.

Pope Erigma said nothing, but swung the spear to her side. The hot spear instantly melted into molten iron, like a lava whip in her hand.

She swung forward, and the hot whip swung towards Qiang Yin with a loud bang.

The moment the whip touched Qiang Yin's body, the molten iron exploded, covering almost all of Qiang Yin's body. The high temperature burned almost all of Qiang Yin's long hair. In just a short moment, the molten iron solidified.

Qiang Yin was also trapped in the iron cage, unable to move, with only his face exposed.

Erigma seemed to have no intention of answering Qiang Yin's questions. She slowly raised her hand, took a bottle of potion from a knight behind her, walked straight to Qiang Yin, knocked open his mouth, and poured the potion into his mouth.

"What on earth do you want to do..."

Qiang Yin stared at Erigma in front of him. Now he was completely unable to stop the other party from pouring the potion into his mouth.

After the cool potion entered his mouth and flowed down his esophagus, his stomach felt as if it was burning, and all the wounds on his body felt numb and itchy.

"Poison is useless... What is this...?"

After feeling it carefully, Qiang Yin frowned slightly.

Not poison?

It seems to be a very high-quality recovery reagent...

what happened?

Isn't she trying to collude with the Savior Goddess Cult to kill herself?

Why is Erigma here?

The fusion of the Cult of the Goddess of Savior and the Cult of the Holy Advent...could it be the Church of the God of Order? Why did they unite? Why didn't he notice anything?

This absurd idea only stayed in Qiang Yin's mind for a moment before he rejected it.

It's impossible to merge, but they must have some common interests that they are unaware of...

Is this the "Your Excellency" that Erigma mentioned?

But she didn't kill herself now...why?

Qiang Yin began to feel a little panicked.

If he died now, he might not be so panicked, or even still be confident of victory.

But if the other party deliberately keeps him alive...

No matter... no matter what method the other party uses, even if it is brainwashing, I will die one day... As long as I die, I can record the remaining information in the form of symbols on my body.

The longer you live, the easier it is to know more secrets.

Thinking of this, Qiang Yin suppressed the panic in his heart, stared at Erigma, and stopped talking.

"Pope Osyra..."

Madeline, who was standing in front of the Holy See, looked at the Pope of the God of Order standing in the center of the cathedral and spoke cautiously.

The Savior Goddess Church had been severely damaged by the strong sound and was already seriously injured. Eleanor didn't know why no one had come to help after so long.

At this moment, in the eyes of Cardinal Madeleine, the Pope of the God of Order was clearly the one who had the last laugh in this fight.

As long as he was killed by Madeline now, the Church of the Savior Goddess would be completely kicked out, and the remaining remnant members scattered around the country might split again, continue to weaken, and completely withdraw from the stage of history.

"I have no intention of fighting you now."

Green fire flickered in the gaps of Eregma's armor. She reached out and grabbed the chain behind Qiangyin's steel cage, dragging the iron block up.

She dragged the powerful iron cage towards the door, and the heavy solid iron cage made a harsh sound when it hit the ground.

The powerful sound that was originally so high and mighty was now being dragged away like a piece of luggage.

When she reached the door, she looked at the dark green-haired maid surrounded by the knights, raised her hand, and pointed at her.

"Child, take me to find that adult."

Dang clang——

She lifted the chain in her hand and continued, "The mission is accomplished."

……

In the rainy night, the figure of a young girl flickered, and finally froze into black pupils.

The black holes in the girl's pupils turned into dark purple crystals like scales, and as if they were breathing, they kept changing between the black bones and dark purple crystals.

"It's finally quiet..."

Charles turned around and looked at the corpses lying around him.

The "Subversive" archive was indeed the most unreliable one... The Knights could have been dealt with very quickly, but under the influence of the potion, Charles couldn't help but want to torture them one by one, letting them die unclearly, wasting a lot of time.

Fortunately, at the last moment, the time chaos jumped to the "Judge" archive, and got rid of the influence of the "Subverter" potion, so I was able to easily get rid of the last "Crown Guard".

But it took a little too long, almost dragging out the 45 minutes of chaos... I guess that's a good thing.

I don't know how the fight is going over there.

Charles raised his head and looked at the Archbishop's Palace which was completely covered by black and white curtains.

Compared to the beginning, the two curtains seemed to have become a little lighter.

Is that Duke Russell so difficult?

By some time, the virus should have spread completely outward from the West District... Even if Qiang Yin finally pacifies the West District completely, the infection in the periphery will not be able to be controlled in a short time.

Even if he left Ansu right now and waited for the remaining time to end, he would probably be able to get a considerable reward of destiny points.

At this moment, Charles felt again that there were several gazes coming from a distance, seemingly looking in his direction.

Soon, a white shadow emerged from the shadow behind Charles. The white shadow gradually solidified, and Tara's figure appeared beside Charles.

"Lord Ciel, it's done..."

Tara lowered her head slightly beside Ciel and spoke.

She noticed that there were several more different corpses at Charles' feet... It seemed that Lord Charles had experienced another battle while she was away.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Ciel looked at Tara and spoke.

"It's not hard..."

Tara lowered her head, blaming herself for not being able to help.

Clang... Clang——