When several core members of the "natural disaster" evacuated from heathland, the Witches of the "natural disaster" immediately began to evacuate. However, without the restriction of high-end combat power, many witches were caught.

Most of the witches begged for mercy, but their trial could not be handed down by the ordinary imperial army. Even some witches wanted to die and died under the imperial army.

Their sins should be repaid by death, which should be seen by others, but in any case, such an outcome is extremely sad.

At the moment, the battle in ailorana has come to the end, because most of the Imperial troops have come back, so the "natural disaster" Witches in ailorana have to be forced to fight, because the battle with the highest combat power has not been decided, so they can only go step by step.

Boom!

The magic storm swept through, and then a wisp of sword light cut off, and the straight wave dispersed quietly. The three Zongna were standing side by side, and there was a divine official girl beside them. It was al, who also came here with the help of the space transmission array.

Aaron looked calmly at the two witches not far away. He said, "you have lost. Surrender."

Although there is no one else to disturb the battle here, the movement in other places can also be felt more or less. It is known that the battle between beren and the guardian of the Holy See has ended. The sharp power of the former has been implemented in the sky, even here, they can feel it, and the glory of the latter has covered the terrible darkness and bloomed to the end.

The outcome has been decided, and it is difficult to subvert it.

Even Cisse and garlofen are well aware of the current situation, but nevertheless, they have no intention to shrink back. They look at the two ending directions, with light ripples in their eyes.

Everyone has come to the end. The end is here.

"I lost, but I can't surrender. It's better to die in the hands of those dirty guys." Caroline responded with a smile, and her magic rose again.

Hearing the words of the woman in purple, everyone was silent. As the core members of the "natural disaster", they are the worst. It's hard to imagine what kind of abuse they will be subjected to after surrender. They won't be executed easily, which they still know very well.

Therefore, death in war is the best way.

At the other end, the battle between grace and Osho Doyle has also ended. Stepping on the light pattern, she gradually walks towards the ruins. She looks at the black skirt woman who has been unable to stand up in the ruins. She looks calm, but she doesn't want to kill immediately.

"I've seen all your past."

At the moment of their final collision, they twisted their consciousness into the magic dimension and saw each other's past from the magic of their integration.

The poor girl who begged in broken clothes in winter but ignored, and the lonely girl who was dying in a dangerous place.

Oshio Doyle coughed up blood in her mouth. After hearing what grace said, she smiled. She said, "you're really ugly like that. You're not as bright as you are now."

"You're not much better." Grace's bland response.

"Yes, yes, half weight." Osho Doyle smiled brightly. She looked at the starry sky from a distance. I don't know when the beautiful meteor shower came. She was attracted by the beautiful scene and whispered.

"The world can be so beautiful."

I don't know when the indifference to the world began. From unconsciousness to this point, everything in the world seems to be ugly. She always thinks so, but why do you think the world is so beautiful now?

Maybe it's because she saw the face of the girl who showed her perseverance in the desperate situation. It's a moving scene she has never seen. Maybe she has never really looked at the world. Now she finds that she has missed a lot.

"Ah, that's enough."

Osho Doyle smiled and sighed. There was no disappointment, only some regret, and then slowly closed her eyes. Without magic support, her whole body turned into black, and the magic began to disappear. Although it was black, it was as dazzling and beautiful as a gem.

No one knows that the witch in a black dress died at the age of 26.

Looking at the black magic floating to the sky, Grace's plain look gradually softened, and hateful people must have sad pain. She understood this, and then whispered her blessing.

"May you have no regrets in your afterlife."

In another place, the battle in the sky has ended. The flame witch Yanlian temple and Joanna are sitting on the ground at the moment. They don't continue to fight anymore.

Joanna sat on the ground without the image of a beautiful woman. She looked calm and said, "everything is coming to an end. Don't you make the last fight?"

"There's no need. I've lost." YanLian Temple admitted defeat so frankly that even she was surprised. Maybe it was the first time in her life.

"You want to drive." Joanna was a little surprised, and then asked curiously, "what are you going to do, die here or leave?"

"I don't know. I don't know." YanLian Temple lay down with a child's temperament, and then said in some confusion, "if you want to die in the war, I'm only 23 years old, and I don't want to die, but leave, and I feel very sorry for those guys."

Twenty three, my age?

Joanna looked at the beautiful woman in red dress unexpectedly. She thought these witches were at least tens of hundreds of years old. It turned out that there were such young and powerful witches.

Like herself, she is a genius.

"Anyway, don't you fight?" YanLian Temple looked at the purple haired woman beside him.

Joanna smiled and said, "you don't want to fight, so I'm too lazy to fight. Who wants to fight when there's nothing."

"Then you can't sneak on me until I decide." YanLian Temple looked back at the stars and said so.

"No."

The last place is where Belen and the snow witch gaiola are. They lie on the ground and tell a lot of stories. Finally, gaiola slowly stands up. Her eyes look at the sky and vaguely see some black magic. She purses her lips and whispers.

"Sorry to have delayed you too long."