A sharp blade of psionic energy sings and cuts the piles of green skin when it rows back to the ground.

Just one breath, their heavy bodies broke one by one, and their crude weapons fell from their fists to their struggling bloody dirt.

Even when she exercised her powers so efficiently, her mind was still very clear.

Every prediction of collision, parry and stab wound, she saw it before it happened, and then kept up with the fact that there was irregular blood splashing around her

After receiving the attack signal, the watchers also landed one after another, with hail like Star Darts crying and continuous lightning and fire.

When the ground cleared an open space, she finally lifted her toes and fell to the ground, refused to delay any separate battle and turned her attention away from the unimportant enemies.

Soon, the surrounding green mobs left and returned to the surviving part of the tribe under the rapid and fierce attack of the spirit clan.

And she finally stopped and dispersed the psionic blades, and the noble robe reflecting her status as a war witch didn't even touch a drop of green skin blood at the moment - but the green skin buried in her hand has been more than 100.

But this kind of killing is not what she wants.

She only expects to achieve her goals.

Veronica held her breath and peeped into the fierce green team ahead with invisible eyes. A huge existence stood in the churning oak.

Half of his body was blocked by clumsy attendants, apparently trying to find out why the boys were torn apart by the spirit clan.

If you want to kill it smoothly, you need to lead it to a more exposed position.

"Warlock, you have attracted their attention."

At this time, the leader of the howling Banshee suddenly uttered a voice in the connection.

"It's not enough. The green leaders are more cunning than their peers -"

Veronica didn't finish her words. The green skin had gathered again, and their actions were more coordinated. They gathered and rushed at the attacker again.

She then stretched out her consciousness and found that the spirit of the Agkistrodon squadron was excited by shooting above the oak queue.

"Come to me."

Warlords use psionic commands.

A moment later, the unique whine of the viper's Turbocharger filled the air.

The white green Agkistrodon fell from the pale sky, blowing up the dust whirlwind, but also blowing Veronica's robe, and finally landed in front of her.

"Dear warwitch?"

The pilot of the Agkistrodon asked during the connection.

"Take me to the front."

Veronica's words came directly into the driver's mind.

"And make sure oak sees."

She went to the left wing of the Agkistrodon and grabbed the armrest of the rear gunner's seat.

When the Agkistrodon again rose above the sky, the wail of the turbocharged engine drowned everything.

Just as she ascended, Veronica raised her spear towards the roaring oaks in front of her.

She injected energy into the weapon, and the tip of the gold stone was ignited by the light green light, and the robe of the prophet Rune he wore was also ignited to form a dazzling light wheel, glittering in the dust raised in the battlefield.

Soon, she felt that the attention of the green warlord was focused on her, but such pure consumption of spiritual strength also made her nervous.

She pointed her wand at them, a behavior that even the dullest creatures could understand.

Even in the roar of war, she could hear oak's roar.

"Let's go."

Urged by Veronica, the Agkistrodon flew away.

She clung to the handrail tightly, and her robe trembled violently in the wind. The Agkistrodon continued to shoot the green skin below with star dart guns, and their roaring and shooting posed no threat to her

Meanwhile, oak is not the only one watching.

A rune pendant hung around her neck like an eye - because it carried the will of a big man.

She could feel that the great prophet was observing her every move through telepathy and judging the contribution of her actions to the plan.

She also vowed not to let each other down.

"Go!"

The Viper lowered its altitude and approached the roaring oaks.

While the spirit clan is approaching, the OKs are also approaching. Their firepower basically shows their position.

During the assault, the white and green shell of the Agkistrodon halys had been scarred, and even the driving screen had been broken.

Veronica herself was wiped twice, her left arm and temple.

Even with her natural grace and balance, all she can do is continue to grasp the handle of her seat in a desperate flight, but the locked warning sound remains the same.

The name of Agkistrodon halys is fighter, but it is actually a streamlined twin jet motorcycle, which can cause damage to the enemy from a long distance.

The motorcycle can carry an gunner and a driver. This model uses light armor to maintain high speed, but it is still equipped with a variety of weapons - including a time bomb, which is slow enough to close enemies.

As a warwitch, controlling the war machine is not her specialty, but the battlefield situation is changing rapidly and there are not so many options.

They have reached the northern edge of the spirit offensive, near the hill behind the Oko front.

Veronica once heard the great prophet say that this used to be a vibrant world, but since the green skin took root here, the ground of the planet is now only desolate.

Looking at the land full of ugly scars and no grass, Veronica felt a heartache for no reason——

Every time she saw nature destroyed, she felt this way.

Most of this emotion will only appear on those wild spirits who settle on the planet. Most of the ark spirits have lost their resonance with nature. Some prophets claim that this is due to the loss of the Mother God Issa, so that her children no longer have the power to be close to nature.

Issa is the mother of all spiritual races. It is she who created the asuyan barrier between mortals and gods and wept for the damage caused by Kane.

It is said that the soul stone is made of her tears. These spirit stones enable ordinary ADA to communicate with the gods. She only retains one, and all the rest are given to the spirit family.

At the time of the fall of the spirit family, these spirit stones protected many spirit families.

At the time of the great fall, all the gods except Kane, the God of war, and xilegao, were destroyed by sin, but isa was an exception. Sin claimed that she would be a reward for her victory.

Issa cried out for help until she was heard by Naqu. The latter launched a protracted war with her new compatriots and finally won, taking Issa as a companion.

A god representing recovery and a god representing corruption seem to be a strange combination, but Naqu's love for her is nothing else.

However, Naju's love is a distorted love only displayed under the power of chaos. He shut Issa in a cage in Naju garden and put it in a corner of the room, where his favorite big crucible is kept to make any kind of plague.

As a goddess of healing, Isha can cure any kind of Nazo plague.

Naju takes advantage of this by forcibly feeding his own new works and observing the time for the goddess to overcome her symptoms.

If the effect is satisfactory, Naqu will spread the plague to any unsuspecting world. Otherwise, it will continue to work with the crucible until a new work is fed to his "partner".

While she was busy with her work, Isha used each other's distraction to teach mortals how to get rid of the disease of Naxi.

But Veronica is not a believer in Issa.

In other words, the shrine of the Mother God Issa has long been extinguished and there are no believers at all.

Therefore, she is often silent about her emotions and doesn't want to be a different kind of people.