Definitely Not a Witch

A heartwarming daily life farming novel, occasionally also a passionate epic.

Spears spread across the wilderness like a thriving forest. Glorious knights march in formation, and countless bl...

Chapter 965: Burning and Unceasing

First, the golden weapons descended, their trajectory like a giant shield, the outer ones descending first, followed closely by the inner ones, layer upon layer, and finally the spear in the center.

This spear was holy and pure white, as solid as marble and as sharp as metal. It flashed with terrifying power and slowly descended, unmatched, unstoppable, and inescapable.

You really think highly of me.

Gazing at the scene in the sky that looked like the Last Judgment, the girl's perception was overwhelmed by the boiling magic power. Everything in her sight was so dangerous. Even if it had not yet arrived, the brilliant magic and power were enough to suffocate people.

However, we can only give it a try.

The blood-red spear was raised, and the surging blood-colored magic power suddenly expanded and burned, and then it sucked out the back like a whale sucking water, forming a brief vacuum, and then

Crimson meteors tear through the sky

The flash of light at that moment was not noticeable at first, until the girl had nothing in her hand, people realized that it had been shot out.

The bright red and the pure white collided head-on in the sky, and the blood-colored spear shattered like crystal, and then pieces of it streaked across the opposite gun body.

The whiteness was corroded and destroyed, and under the influence of the poison, it slowly turned into ashes.

Taking advantage of this brief gap, the girl below suddenly leaped up, passing through the atmosphere at an incredible speed, advancing at high speed until she broke through the blockade of countless weapons and met the two-faced giant lion flying in the sky.

The crimson sword condensed in his hand, and he chopped the giant lion that was blocking the way apart, revealing the solid marble fragments inside. Then, one giant lion after another attacked and crashed into the tiny girl.

Red and white were fighting in the air, and that touch of bright red was so faint.

In the crystal ball, the distant scene freezes at this moment.

The witches sitting in the tower and other corners of the world watched this scene silently and sighed silently.

What was she fighting for, so fiercely and relentlessly?