Miss Witch doesn't want to be a diva

Under the purple-red burning clouds, one after another of the beautiful butterfly-eyed species descended. This scene violently stimulated the nerves of the wolf-blood species on the scene. Their eyes quickly became red, their heartbeats accelerated, and all the cells and muscles in their bodies entered a complete combat state.

"Awoo--"

The sound of wolf howls resounded in the sky, and then these wolf-blood species rushed out quickly and pounced on the butterfly-eyed species that were swooping down.

The narrow fangs extended from their mouths, and the speed of these wolf-blood species running became faster and faster, and began to far exceed the limit that this sequence level could reach, like a strong wind.

Although they were unruly and greedy, and were disgusting and hated, the combat effectiveness of the wolf-blood species had never been doubted. Even in such a fierce battle, they seemed to have a tacit understanding, and they worked together separately to concentrate on attacking and killing the butterfly-eyed species in the front.

The scimitar made of cold iron was sharp, and it chopped on the oncoming butterfly-eyed species sword with extremely fast speed and power. As soon as the two sides fought, they entered the most dangerous and fierce state.

The blade danced, and the wolf-blooded leader twisted his body unnaturally, avoiding the deep purple blade, and slashed into the neck of the butterfly-eyed species in front of him, blood splattered, and then the blade dragged horizontally, directly lifting the opponent's head off. The blood on his face made the wolf-blooded even more excited, and his subsequent movements were even faster.

Under the setting sun, the butterfly-eyed species hovering in the sky kept swooping down, intersecting with the wolf-blooded species rushing forward, swords and swords collided, tiny sparks flew, and blood flowers flew in the cold light.

After several minutes of such fierce confrontation, there were scattered corpses on the grass, and the only three wolf-blooded species were barely holding on, and opposite them, there were still more than ten butterfly-eyed species floating in the air, with their backs to the sun and looking down at them.

"Kill——" The wounds on their bodies stimulated the instincts of these wolf-bloods. They continued to rush forward with their knives in hand. This time, the remaining butterfly-eyes did not swoop down for close combat. They just opened their hands, and a flashing arrow appeared in the air, and then shot out, piercing the three lingering wolf-bloods into dense hedgehogs.

When waiting for the last wolf-blood to slowly kneel on the ground with blurred consciousness, the smell of the grass juice on the ground penetrated into his sense of smell again, and when he was about to fall for the last time, his pupils slightly enlarged, and he fell into the mud and grass with some surprise and unwillingness.

It turned out that from beginning to end, there were only those ten butterfly-eyes. All their previous fights were just fighting with their companions. The corpses on the ground were only wolf-bloods, and there was no trace of butterfly-eyes.

The whole caravan stopped at this point, and the cold wind blew, bringing a little moist breath, indicating that the rainy season is approaching.

After rescuing Lewend from the caravan, the leader of the butterfly species talked with Fran and others.

"Thank you for saving my companions. I am Rafka, a butterfly species." She looked about 25-27 years old, with blonde hair. She was youthful and beautiful, but also had a mature and steady temperament. The butterfly wings behind her were also layered with golden and dark copper, which was particularly beautiful.

Although Rafka was much younger than Lewend, her strength was much stronger. She was currently at the perfect stage of Angel Sequence 5.

"Hello, elegant Miss Butterfly, I am Fran, a member of the Slami Association from the southern continent. I am very happy to meet you." Fran was particularly excited to see the rare butterfly species.

Both of them had a lot of interest in each other. Fran asked a lot about the situation of the butterfly species and their history, and the other party also learned a lot about the outside world from Fran, such as the more distant continent and world.

"I received an order from the envoy to ambush here. After rescuing Lewend, the plan we have been preparing will be implemented soon. If you still have friends in the king's camp, remember to let them leave as soon as possible."

"This... I will notify you as soon as possible. Can you tell me what the plan is?" Fran thought of Heshia who stayed there.

"I can't tell you this. After all, it involves too much. It's better for you not to know." The other party shook his head and refused.

"Let's talk about this today. There will be wars in this grassland again in the future. Don't come back in the next few years." The other party warned Fran meaningfully, and then these butterfly species took Lewend and slowly took off, and then disappeared at the end of the sky.

"Years of turmoil..." Fran thought of something, he walked to the hill on the grassland and looked back, but unfortunately he could no longer see the big river and the king's camp full of white flags.

"I hope everything goes well for Heshia."

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At night, Wolf Blood King's Camp

Tilan sat on a blanket-covered table, flipping through the broken books and pages in her hands. These were byproducts of the wolfblood looting in the past. Unfortunately, there were not many people who knew knowledge here, and even if there were, they were generally of low status, so they were left there.

Until today, the Wolfblood Queen had a whim and asked Tilan to sort out these piled up "miscellaneous items", classify and summarize them, and it would be best to sort them into a complete catalog and hand them over to her.

Tilan was not very opposed to such an order, and she basically searched and sorted out this pile of dusty old miscellaneous items throughout the day.

At 10 o'clock in the evening, Tilan's fingers stopped flipping through the books, as if she heard something. She jumped down from the table, stepped over the carpet piled with books and pages, walked to a corner of the tent, knelt on the carpet, dragged out the small box at the bottom of the cabinet, and then opened it with the key.

The small wireless signal receiving device inside had already started at this time, and the pointer that was originally stuck in red turned to green, indicating that Fran and his team had successfully gotten rid of the accompanying wolfblood guards.

"It seems that they are doing well." Tilan put down the device in her hand and locked it again.

In this way, she can leave the king's camp at any time, but she is a little reluctant at this moment, after all, she has not finished reading all the books in this room.

Let's come back later. After all, the camp is more important. Thinking that there are more than 1,600 settlement camps waiting for her to go back and preside over, she can't stay here any longer.

Standing up, Tilan went to her room to change clothes and pack things.

In the dead of night, Tilan stood in the tent courtyard in a light short skirt and long boots. She held a small wooden box in one hand, which contained a lot of books, and the other hand was empty, ready to respond to emergencies at any time.

At this moment, the other people were also ready, gathered behind Tilan, waiting for her order.

"Are you all ready?" The boy turned around and nodded slightly at the people on the scene, including Guy, Moli, two other vigorous fox tail species, two calm and rational gray feather species, and a mixed-blood human.

"No problem." Guy nodded. They were ready to escape from the King's Camp, but they didn't know how the girl in front of them would lead them away.

"Of course, we have to go out." Tilan smiled slightly teasingly.

"Flying over from the sky is too conspicuous. Even at night, it is easy to be discovered by some special races. It is more convenient to go out directly."

"Don't worry, I have a way to get everyone out safely."

...

It was already early in the morning, and the streets in the King's Camp were quiet. Only the occasional night patrol passed by. There was a night ban here. After 9 o'clock in the evening, there was no one on the road.

However, in the night, Tilan led a few people to turn around several alleys and paths easily, and walked unimpeded all the way to the edge of the King's Camp. With her current powerful perception, the patrol team of the entire King's Camp was expected, and it was naturally very simple to avoid it.

In this way, the group successfully arrived at the corner of the edge of the King's Camp. There was a towering double-layer wooden wall here. The inner circle was higher, and the outer circle was like a barricade.

When they came here, Tilan definitely didn't let everyone jump out of thin air, but raised his finger, simply swiped it, and then asked his companions to push it, and a door with a smooth cut appeared.

Just like that, they simply walked out and came to the open wilderness. Several people were still a little unbelievable, as if they had not yet walked out of the strict defense and oppressive psychology of the king's camp.

When they continued to walk a distance and looked back at the dim yellow and white flags dotted with wildfires, they slowly adapted to the concept that they had left this place.

"Just leave like this?" One of the fox tail species touched his face and arms, as if he still believed it. After all, the shock and oppression that the wolf blood queen gave to everyone has always been a mountain in their hearts.

"Leave, do you still want to continue living in it?" Guy responded with a smile, comforting these companions.

On the other side, Tilan sat on a horizontal box, looking up at the stars in the sky, his eyes slightly closed, recalling his experiences during this period.

In the next one or two years, she probably won't come to this grassland again. If the wolf-blood queen finds out that she is gone and gets angry and chases her to the east, she doesn't mind teaching her a lesson in the wilderness and letting her know what true strength is.

But now, she just wants to return to the camp in the valley as soon as possible, teach everyone how to farm before the rainy season, and then wait for the wheat and rice to grow quietly, and then make delicious bread and steamed buns, as well as cakes and noodles with everyone.

"Let's go." Seeing that everyone had finished resting, Tilan stood up, patted her skirt, and prepared to pick up the wooden box and fly away with a few people.

But, this is...

The girl suddenly stopped and stood there. This change of action made everyone quite puzzled and curious. Just when they were about to ask, Tilan raised her hand and pointed to the distant night.

"That is..."

Everyone looked at the dark night sky blankly at first, and didn't understand it, but more than ten seconds later, when faint red dots appeared one by one, their breathing became obviously tense and suppressed.

"That's a lot of mechanical bodies taking off. Are they heading towards the king's camp?" Guy had the sharpest vision and was the first to find that something was wrong.

"This number, dozens? Hundreds? No, it should be thousands." Someone in the team opened his mouth slightly, shocked by the increasingly clear outlines in the night sky.

As the flashing red mechanical bodies in sight got closer and closer, the grand buzzing noise also arrived as expected.

The pitch-black six-winged cockroaches were arranged in a strict manner in the night. The three pairs of legs below them each grabbed a slender arrow like a bee sting. One by one, they quickly passed over the heads of the crowd. The sharp blade legs and wings at close range made people feel a cold killing atmosphere.

At this time, everyone finally saw the three figures that the large number of mechanical life forms were chasing. Their wings behind them flapped, and they kept moving and interlacing in the pursuit of countless mechanical bodies, avoiding the flashing red six-winged cockroaches, like weak butterflies in a storm.

Under their desperate guidance and traction, these mechanical self-discipline units swarmed in, flapping their wings to cover the night sky, and the noise and buzzing sound they brought were like the most terrifying message, completely revealing the entire king's camp.

Under the night, the Wolf Blood King's Camp, which had been extremely quiet for a few minutes, was like boiling water. Countless people ran out screaming, and various torches were lit. When many people who were awakened by the shouting walked out of the tent and looked up at the night sky, a bone-chilling fear and chill spread in everyone's heart.

ρThe sub-end autonomous unit ‘Flying Blatches-5’ under the Mechanical Council, as a continuation of the Fifth Epoch War, these machines that are still carrying out their missions are constantly chasing the enemy’s traces between the sky and the earth, cleaning every living thing they see, and now, when they arrive at the base camp where the heretic race gathers, the killing is about to begin.

The three butterfly species that were targeted fell into the center of the Wolf Blood King Camp, and then a fire lit up, and their traces disappeared. At this time, the autonomous machines that lost their original targets began to switch targets, and the running and fleeing figures in the field of vision were locked, and then-

The black and red arrows grasped by the chest feet fell, and the tails spewed out a thin stream of fire, which continued to accelerate, and finally made a sharp whistle, piercing the night sky.

The sky was full of fire rain, countless tents and wooden materials were ignited, and the burning flames soared into the sky. Even Tilan and others in the wilderness outside the King’s Camp felt a heat wave spreading.

“Is this the end of the world?” Fran held a pen and stared at the scene in the distance.

This was the first time he witnessed the terrifying killing power and combat harvesting ability of the mechanical cluster. No wonder for thousands of years, various new races have been constantly migrating to avoid these endless killing machines.

In the raging fire, an especially long wolf howl sounded in the center of the king's camp, like a signal. All the wolf-blood species in the king's camp entered a frenzy, their blood expanded, they lost their pain, got rid of their fear, and began to take out various weapons and blades to fight these mechanical cockroaches that swooped over at low altitude.

The sharp steel knife chopped on the black metal shell, bursting out several broken sparks, some barely tore open the gaps in the armor plates of these mechanical bodies, but more of them were harvested by the blade feet on the side abdomen of the mechanical cockroaches, cutting the wolf-blood species in front of them into two halves, including people and bones.

The detector above the head shot out red lasers, constantly moving and rotating. These mechanical bodies locked onto the "heretic life" in their field of vision and killed them efficiently. For a while, the whole king's camp was filled with the sound of running and crying.

In the center of the camp where the rockets were fired most intensively, the wolfblood queen was bathed in flames. Her sharp dark red claws tore apart the mechanical cockroaches that were approaching one by one. The extremely solid metal shell armor was as fragile as paper at her fingertips and was easily torn apart.

Under her feet and around her, various mechanical wreckages piled up, some of which were still emitting sparks and electric lights, trying to restart, but the machines with only some systems and limbs left could only make some sparks.

The battle was going on. With the wolfblood queen as the backbone, the wolfbloods gathered together, and such a dense array greatly reduced their casualties in dealing with the impact of the six-winged cockroaches.

"Save me, let me go in too." A woman of an alien race held a child of about 6 years old, hoping to enter the array where the wolfbloods gathered to get protection.

"Get out!" The bloody wolfbloods didn't care about the survival of these aliens at this time. They directly chopped the woman and the child with a knife, and then stepped over the corpses and continued to move forward.

Although they were hateful, they were fierce enough, which made many other races who wanted to take the risk to sneak in feel afraid.

In the firelight, houses collapsed, and six-winged cockroaches kept spinning sideways and descending from the sky. They surrounded the entire camp, buzzing, and the blades swept across. In just a few minutes, the people running and fleeing on the street were cleared out.

At this time, the strong physical fitness and frenzy abilities of the wolf-blood species were highlighted. Their survival rate was significantly higher than that of other races, and the warriors among them had a certain self-protection ability as long as they were not besieged by multiple six-winged cockroaches.

"Clear these guys!" The wolf-blood queen once again tore apart several mechanical cockroaches that swooped in front of her, overlooking the whole scene and commanding loudly.

The battle was finally no longer one-sided, but gradually entered a stalemate. If it were not for such a strong fighting power, the wolf-blood species would not be able to make other fierce settlements on the grassland surrender.

Seeing that the balance was about to be formed, but some people did not want to let the wolf-blood species escape from the disaster.

In the night, a woman with long dark purple hair slowly stood up. She suddenly jumped up and showed a bright sword in her hand. This stone-like long sword glowed with gorgeous purple patterns in her hand. The floating fluorescence of the sword edge drew a fleeting trajectory in the night sky and slashed directly at the Wolf Blood Queen in the formation.

Personality weapon, guiding the butterfly eye species to attract the mechanical cluster, a mysterious messenger from the north of the continent, this woman carries a lot of secrets, and she also has a deep connection with the butterfly eye species. Today, she will avenge the fire twenty years ago.

"Hahahaha——"

In the firelight, the Wolf Blood Queen laughed wildly to deal with the attacking revenge messenger. The extended claws were like blood-colored blades side by side, leaving waves of residual marks in the air, which blocked the attack of the purple-haired woman who suddenly approached.

The blades collided in the night. The four-meter-tall Wolf Blood Queen dealt with the woman in front of her like hitting a child. The blood-colored long claws kept waving. Even though the purple-haired woman had the strength of Sequence 6, she gradually lost her strength.

"How young and naive!" Seeing the opponent gradually running out of strength, the Wolf Blood Queen mocked.

"Your skills and swordsmanship remind me of Jasmine 20 years ago. Unfortunately, compared to her, you are still not qualified. Hahahaha——" In the wild laughter, the Wolf Blood Queen's narrow pupils left long red marks in the night. Her claws danced wildly, and her torrential attacks tore open holes on the opponent's body. Compared to killing the opponent immediately, she prefers to watch the opponent fall into despair and then slowly fall to the ground.

The pleasure gained from this kind of violent abuse is engraved into the genes of almost every wolf-blood, prompting them to embark on a path of constant fighting and unable to endure a boring and dull life.

"So, this is the revenge you want to convey? It's really ridiculous!"