Miss Witch doesn't want to be a diva

"The fourth game, Thunder Front, Levito, vs. San Ingo, Seviera!"

After the showdown not long ago, many spectators in the venue were still a little confused. They gradually regained consciousness after the special silver bell rang in the venue.

"It's really scary. Even through the barrier in the venue, I was hypnotized and affected by the light, and almost fell into a deep sleep." Someone took a drink of water, then poured some out and put it on his face, instantly feeling more alert.

"The secret method of the singer's lineage is still so gorgeous and beautiful, making people surrender unconsciously and willingly."

"This is the fourth game. If St. Ingo loses this time, it will be three consecutive defeats."

"But the opponent is Levito. It's hard to be undefeated."

Although many people still believe that Seviera, San Ingo's dark horse ace, is very powerful, the suppression power Levito showed in the previous battle was too terrifying, and it is difficult to imagine his defeat.

On the battlefield, the two people walked into the battlefield and looked at each other. They neither said hello, nor provoked or talked nonsense. They just looked at each other quietly, like the calm before the storm.

"The competition begins!"

After the announcement, Levito did not step forward immediately, but slowly rose up. The spiral spear in his hand also slowly rotated. The patterns on it lit up one after another, and then wisps of smoke-like and dangerously twisted light and shadow entangled until With a final roar, the mighty flames rose up and ignited, and the spiral driven by the spear gradually covered the night sky of the dome of the venue.

The sky is a burning sea of ​​fire, slowly falling, the air becomes thick and hot, and the remaining youth and plants on the ground become scorched, black, gray, and dissipate.

The 'Spear of Fire that Penetrates the Stars' was created by a certain hero who killed the Black Sun in the early Sixth Era. The secret method of its moves is made public to everyone, but the terrifying control power it requires scares away countless people. They don't want this Now that Levito has successfully practiced.

Looking at the slowly flowing and suppressed torrent of magic in the sky, as well as the spiral spear that was constantly entangled and dangerous in it, Sylviala shook her head. Even she did not dare to touch this legendary move that can kill gods when used to the extreme.

She unfolded her golden and transparent butterfly wings and flew towards the dome of the night sky like a speck of dust. Her flexible and extremely fast trajectory made it difficult to aim and position the flame spear hanging in the sky.

However, Levito didn't care about this. He just looked down at the spiraling figure below with invincible eyes, and then slowly pushed the spiral flame gun in his hand to let it fall.

The thick and hot atmosphere slowly advanced as the flame gun fell, and the giant vortex flowing in the sky slowly fell, constantly converging into the tip of the spiral gun.

Sylviala, who was circling upward, flashed in the face of this heaven-like offensive, struggling to move through the thick and hot atmosphere. The corners of her clothes gradually turned yellow, and sporadic flames began to appear in her hair.

And just when she was about to pass through the huge flame vortex from the side, bursts of suction came from the tip of the spiral gun, making her body sluggish, and then the sticky flame vortex rotated and swept layer by layer, scorching The smell filled the air, and the butterfly wings behind her became damaged and obliterated.

"Elf Secret Technique: Incarnation of Seven Butterflies."

Suddenly, Sylviala's body flashed, and seven figures followed one after another, splitting a path in the whirlpool of flames, penetrating through the thick and high-temperature clouds, and arriving in the cold and empty sky.

Levito looked at the opponent who had escaped from the spiral flame spear. He stretched his hand to the side and held a spear with golden flame patterns in his hand. He then swept across and slashed, killing the two attacking Sylviala. broken.

Then the seven figures dissipated, leaving only Sylviala hovering in the air. The golden butterfly wings behind her recovered again, and then she arched her legs in the air, and a golden dial appeared behind her.

Sylvia on the dial pulled one arm forward, with a silver bow of moon branches extending from her wrist, while the other hand pulled the transparent bowstring, and a clear arrow slowly became clear.

Although this set of movements seemed slow, with the blessing of the golden dial behind her, it was extremely fast. It was as if the world had stopped temporarily, allowing her to complete the movements, and then time flowed again.

In an instant, the bowstring loosened, and a moonlight-like arrow shot out, penetrating Levito's body like three entangled transparent streams of light, crushing his heart. Such arrows were not physical, but more like some invisible The silky force field can easily penetrate defensive barriers.

A mouthful of blood mixed with debris spurted out. Levito's figure dimmed and he was about to fall, but he still held on, held the golden flame gun in his hand, and aimed again at Seviara.

"Gunner Brionac!"

The spear penetrated through the sky almost the moment it was shot, hitting Seviera. However, unfortunately, due to Levito's injury and the hasty attack, it did not penetrate Seviera head-on, and only destroyed Seviera. One of Viara's arms.

The armless Sylviara soared high in the sky, and then swooped down like an eagle. The blood-marrow blade in her hand also drew long red marks in the air, and slashed towards Levito.

Even though Levito was seriously injured at this moment, if he didn't care, he could still persist for a while, and there was a possibility of slowly recovering, so Seviara could not stop attacking.

The blood-red sword blade shattered Levito's newly condensed golden spear, and then the blade broke through Levito's dark golden defense, pierced into the chest again, and then flipped his wrist, bringing out a large amount of flesh and blood.

After shaking off the blood on the sword, Saviara was suspended in the air, overlooking Levito falling to the earth. If no one rescued him, Levito, who had lost his heart, would completely die within a few minutes.

But this was the venue for the Winter Festival. She shook her head to dispel such boring thoughts.

Then the host in the venue announced.

"St. Ingo Academy wins!"

Despite the surprise, Seviala did defeat her opponent, Levito, who was even more talented than her.

Talent does greatly affect strength, but it is not everything after all. Seviala, who received more arduous training at St. Ingo Academy and had countless support teams and teachers to guide her, still relied on tactics and surprise to defeat her opponents on the battlefield. Levito, who attracted much attention, got back a win for St. Ingo Academy.

After the four games of the first round, the venue took a short break, and then the second round began.

"Lelisa Academy, Seraphiel, vs. Eds Academy, Hesia Tiran!"

In this round of competition, countless people were looking forward to and nervous from the very beginning.

"Who will win? Seraphiel?"

"It will not be easy for Tilan to face her. The Light Feather Sequence has the strongest resistance in terms of mental and willpower, plus Seraphiel has the blessing of an angel."

"The same goes for other secret techniques of the Withering Sequence, which are all restrained by the Light Feather Sequence." Someone shook his head.

"But don't be discouraged. Although Tilan can't get the first place, there is still a high possibility of getting the top three, especially Levito, who is still in the process of being rescued. If he can't appear when it's his turn, even if Automatically admit defeat."

While everyone was discussing the formation, Tilan and Seraphiel also stepped onto the battlefield.

"I've heard his name for a long time, Tilan. I heard from Bettina that you were so ruthless in hiding it from her. She even complained to me yesterday."

"Bettina." Tilan knew that this was Rabbi Dec's real name. The two of them were the best friends when they worked at the "Liu Li Dream".

"I didn't mean to hide it from her. I just didn't react in time when I found out the truth. I didn't think about how to tell her, and then they went to school in other places."

"It's okay, I understand. After all, the singer's talent is indeed a special situation, so it's right to keep it a secret." Seraphia blinked, then took off her hood, and now she had put on neat combat clothes again. skirt.

The pure white fabric wraps her body. Although her style is holy, Seraphiel herself has good curves. Her slightly plump body shape is outlined by the close-fitting fabric, giving her a different kind of charm.

No more nonsense, Seraphiel put aside her coat and stretched out the long sword in her hand. At this moment, the referee finally announced.

"The competition begins!"