Chapter 1258 Everene
Just when Veronica was focusing on controlling the Heart of Avalon, and when everyone was focusing on the opponent in front of them, a shadow quietly appeared came to the top of the head.
"Huh!?"
At the moment when the shadow fell, Veronica instinctively sensed the danger, raised her head and thrust the witch sword upwards.
But she didn't hit anything. The figure cleverly avoided the sword blade in mid-air, ignoring the psychic sparks bursting out from the witch sword.
At the same time, around the battlefield, on the edges covered with shadows, a group of howling Dark Eldar women wearing revealing protective gear, holding double blades, rushed into the battlefield, and quickly entered the brutal melee stage, turning the darkness into The precarious situation of the Eldar clan has stabilized again.
"Witch Spirit!"
Veronica immediately recognized the identities of these cousins, but she had no more time to think. A curved combat dagger had already appeared from the right side. Attack.
She could only let the Heart of Avalon run on its own with extremely low efficiency, and then waved the wizard sword in her hand to resist the opponent's attack.
As a war witch, Veronica's swordsmanship is as superb as her witchcraft.
The two weapons collided without distinction, and then the attacker spun apart, moving cautiously, trying to find loopholes in Veronica's defense.
It was only then that Veronica saw the attacker clearly.
This is a dark Eldar with a beautiful face and an unusually graceful body. His long black hair is combed into a huge ponytail, and his slender but powerful limbs move with a wonderful rhythm that is almost like dancing. , coupled with the layered and close-fitting black armor on the body, it has an unusually wild beauty.
As a resident of Comoros, her skin naturally looks very pale, and her slender eyes are graceful and unruly. The eye circles look like they have been roasted by charcoal fire, and she is deeply outlined with gold eyeliner. Extending from the corners of her eyes to her neck, she is charming yet unassuming, with her chin slightly raised, and a heart-shaped red gemstone hung on a black ribbon on her slender neck - this also symbolizes her control over the succubus. A symbol of identity.
When Veronica noticed that in addition to a short blade, Veronica's weapon also had a metal folding fan, she said with a little surprise:
"Are you a dancer from Biet-Tan?"
The Arkworld Biet-Tan is the most powerful of the many Arkworlds, and is also very close to another powerful Arkworld, Iyanden. An alliance was formed long ago, and the two sides have joined forces on many occasions to fight against enemies that threaten the entire race.
Veronica has never been to Bietan, but she has met a war wizard in Bietan. That Arkworld has the most complete and comprehensive temple path, and the residents there He was also extremely belligerent, leaving a deep impression on Veronica.
In addition to most of the common paths in that Arkworld, there are also several unique paths, such as the path of the dancer - this is a completely different path from the clown, and is more towards pure art. Non-killing.
Veronica did not expect that on this occasion and in this situation, she would meet a Bietan dancer.
When the controlling succubus heard this, a smile appeared on his lips.
“No, it used to be.”
“Then why do you want to degenerate and become them.”
The reason why Veronica reacted so strongly is because of the witch The Spirit Sect has a very bad reputation in most Ark Spirit worlds.
In the unique life of Comoros, stabbing in the back is a commonplace, just to see the other person's face in pain and to support his withering soul, but the consul in power understands very well that if If the desire for murder is allowed to go unchecked, the stability of the entire Comoros will soon fall apart. Therefore, an organization dedicated to venting murderous emotions came into being. This is the origin of Hecate, commonly known as the Wuling Cult organization. Each witch spirit sect is a group of thousands of gladiators who perform incredible bloody dramas in the arena every night. The scale of these gladiatorial battles is so large that these vicious spectators can serve as full-bellied plunderers. The eaters leave contentedly - this is the raison d'être of the Coven's existence, to provide a feast of suffering for their compatriots, ensuring that the inhabitants of Commorragh will not fall into anarchy for a limited time.
The main members of the Witch Spirit Sect are women, because only they can reach the pinnacle of elegance and balance, but this does not mean that men are extinct in the sect. Male Witch Spirits are used to ensure that the sect does not serve the strong. They are worried about future generations. Although they are highly valued, their status is very low. Therefore, the leader of the Witch Spirit Sect, the succubus, has always been a woman, and this has been the case since the beginning of the Dark City.
All witch spirits attach great importance to their appearance. When participating in a gladiatorial battle, they will dress up carefully, as if they are meeting a lover. However, no matter what sect, the suit of the witch spirits, that is, a set of The black arena tight-fitting blade armor is the unchanging standard, and part of the armor will be cut off to reveal one's pale skin, just like attacking the opponent, and the Haemonculi's refined combat potion is an indispensable prop. Used to improve their movement agility.
From the perspective of the Ark Eldar, the Witch Spirit Sect is a continuation of the bad habits of the old Eldar empire. It was such unrestricted violence and indulgence that caused their race to fall. If we say The residents of Comoros are a group of unrepentant drug addicts, so the Wuling Cult is the organization that provides them with drugs.
So Veronica’s attitude basically represents the attitude of the vast majority of the Ark Eldar.
The succubus tilted his head and looked at her, as if looking at a childish child. Then he raised the fighting knife in front of him, lightly opened his red lips and said with a smile:
"What if I said it was because of boredom?"
Then she glanced at the battlefield and saw that Armin was trying to go back but was being held back by Valosian and two witch spirits who stood up again, and her expression became even more subtle.
“.And no matter what I do, it’s much better than you hanging out with these apes, right?”
“This is my business.”
"Then I will return this sentence to you."
Veronica was a little angry. She stared at the other party, and then raised her sword.
"What's your name."
"What? Are you going to complain to your great prophet? Or to your ape lover? My name is Everene, remember, He’s the one who’s going to catch you next.”
“Then show some skills.”
Veronica kept her concentration and struck out with a brutal blow, her posture filled with hatred, and struck straight at Everene's neck.
The commanding succubus retreated backwards to avoid the blow, and then immediately attacked with a short knife.
“Are you still a virgin?”
During the sprint, Efrenie suddenly said something that surprised Veronica at first, and then made her angry, but before she could speak, she said Conveniently danced to bring the two into close combat range, and launched a storm of blows. The dagger and folding fan danced like butterfly wings, but with a suffocating chill.
After a few rounds of fighting, Veronica realized that she had underestimated her opponent. This person's combat skills were far superior to any master of the warrior path she knew. She was not just a dancer. , is also a savage and violent warrior who perfectly combines killing with art.
All Veronica can rely on is the extraordinary perception and prediction brought to her by powerful psychic powers.
(End of this chapter)