Ordinary Kihara is the Strongest in Education

Cement blocks and steel bars stand up from the seabed like a flooded forest.It is also a means of preventing logins.If it was a normal big fish or boat, a big hole would be torn at the bottom, but now this method doesn't work.The enemy's belly instead snaps, smashes, and runs over these obstacles.

Crowley's Disaster.

No one has officially named it publicly.But the people of the 53 countries that were attacked at the same time, the name naturally came to the minds of all people.

This is not a close fight.The opponent marched forward under the hail of bullets, destroying the sea turrets and unmanned observation ships, and even swept away the underwater obstacles set in the shoal.Opponents have gone deep within reach.

What if they landed?

Buildings, houses and reinforced concrete shelters would be meaningless.

They are a bunch of gluttons.

Its existence alone is enough to destroy the whole of England.

Facing the monsters swarming from the pitch-black sea, she drew her sword from her waist.The woman general waved the blade that reflected the moonlight in his hand and shouted without hesitation.

"The 'Knight faction' team has stepped forward!! Target, the Crowley Calamity Wave. Attention to all groups B to D, and prepare to fight as soon as they land. The non-combat prayer troop borrowed from the 'puritan sect' quickly moved to the rear. retreat!!"

The footsteps stepping on the ground resounded through the limestone earth for a long time.

This has nothing to do with the merits of the battle.Swords, spears, axes, clubs and even iron balls, these warriors each inspire the meaning of magic in the weapons they wield, and combine mystery and wonder into extreme martial arts.They looked at the enemy and spoke.

"Really eager to try."

"Brothers, let's compare who has the most kills, shall we?"

Hearing these fearless words, the leading female knight raised a corner of her mouth and responded to the competition with a murderous smile.

Immediately afterwards, the soldiers jumped off the limestone cliffs and went straight to the beach, like a silver torrent.

"Not good-"

A leisurely voice sounded in the air about 500 meters above the ground.

The team of "puritanical" witches riding brooms flew under the clouds, maintaining a clear view, and said.

"The artillery bombardment has stopped now. Let me see, although they can buy a lot of time, but they really plan to retreat first and wait for an opportunity before fighting? Wouldn't the defensive position be like a Baumkuchen?"

"In other words, they will definitely land. Our investigation is meaningless."

"The opponent is 'that' eccentric Crowley's legion? I don't think it's strange that they have any abilities, but the kind of attack that sticks out like a chameleon-long tongue that wraps people around, too Disgusting. Shall we hurry up???"

Compared to the prayer troop along the coast, which were also incompetent—the girls in simple monastic uniforms—they looked more casual, but that was probably why they chose to become witches.

However, the witches who were blown away by the wind were not at peace either.

In the deep darkness, a dazzling light flashed.

"not good--"

Speaking in a tone that lacked tension, the witch riding a broom muttered.

"Damn Greater London, the triple-four-color final barrier has already unfolded. Ah, yes, we are still outside. Do we want us to fight back and serve our country? It's hard enough for us to fly at sea, if it's on the ground If you lose your 'ability to fly', you'll be over soon!"

"Are the people in charge of the defense headquarters a bunch of silver pewter heads? It's over in three seconds. Anyway, it has nothing to do with the 'Knights' or the 'Puritans'. We are already abandoned."

"It's Hollegrace Millets of the Knights? Well, let's hope the guy who made this mess doesn't get beaten up. What do we do? Let it all out for Crowley. Welcome ceremony?"

"There's no way, anyway, first..."

Just as the witches were planning to reunite with the "Knight Faction" team, behind the dark clouds, the huge plastic "Crawley Disaster Tide Flying Legion" had already come within their range.

"Don't be kidding! Could it be that the 'falling amulet' ahead has been penetrated?"

"Retreat, retreat immediately!!!"

"It's too late, there are 'Crowley' behind it too!!!"

Ruined.

This is the unified idea of ​​all witches.

They took off from far away in London. Because the air supremacy could not be seized for a long time, the flying fortress "Witch's Compass" originally used by the "puritans" could not be launched at all.

As a result, the witches serving as the air force can only take off from the London headquarters and go to the coastline hundreds of kilometers away to meet the endless "Crawley Legion".

They are just ordinary witches, not super-special beings like "Saints" or "Valkyrie".

Without magic power and the ability to fly, they are ordinary girls, and they will be torn apart by those most evil "Aleisters" in an instant.

"Damn, you all evacuated to the B23 area, and the 'Knight faction' team there has not collapsed. In short, find a way to last until the subsequent 'talisman' is fully charged!!!"

"Wait a minute, Margaret, what are you doing?"

Leaving the team and flying in the exact opposite direction as indicated by me, that is the source of the biggest disaster.That is to say, if the attention over there is attracted, and it is just a single falling individual, the witches can completely shoot them down and get enough space to retreat.

But the consequences of doing so are self-evident.

"Come on, bastards!!!"

The knuckles of the knuckles holding the broom have turned white. God knows that when she made such a decision and flew to the perverted thing waving her hand without hesitation, what kind of struggle did she go through in her heart?

The continuous magic blasts knocked several fast but small individuals flying, and the witch began to pull up the front end of the broom under her crotch.

Just like a fighter pilot pulling up the joystick, the witch named Margaret performed a flying stunt similar to the "Cobra Maneuver" and forcibly climbed against the atmospheric pressure of more than five Gs.

I felt that the sticky "magic ointment" on my body began to dry up, which meant that the witch lady was about to lose her protection against atmospheric pressure.But she didn't slow down, or the situation simply didn't allow her to slow down.

(Just a moment, bastards. Just let you see the awakening of the "golden" witch.)

The constantly climbing witch has passed through the thick dark clouds, and the bright moonlight sprinkled on her body.

Just like the witch in the call, the witch lady riding the broom had a strange reaction to the bright moonlight.

At an altitude of 1000 meters where no one could interfere, the witch began preparations for the surgery.

This time, the preparation time may be a little long, but if it is at such a height, even the "Crowley Disaster Tide" cannot interfere at will.

"Even the secrets that have been erased from the original scriptures of later generations have been passed down by word of mouth. Babalon, mother of wisdom of the horse-riding beast-god Tyrion, holds a golden cup full of blood sacrifices in her hand. Issy S, Kali, the brilliance of the goddess is scarlet!!!!”

The witch with the twisted "golden spirit" began to fall.

She herself became a scarlet light that shot straight to the ground.

The final shelling of the sacrifice.

Betting on the awakening of the successor of the "gold" line, the raid has begun!

第 630

Crimson flashes burst on the sea.A large number of "Crowleys" were shattered by the impact of the spreading magic power, and a large amount of minced meat and blood dyed the sea a crimson.

But which witch's sacrifice did not achieve any substantial effect.

The position of the dead "Crowley" is immediately filled by other "Crowleys".The battle situation has not changed.

And in a place less than ten meters away from the erection of a large number of cross coats of arms, wearing a sleeveless burqa and silver armor, the majestic female knight wielded a double-edged sword, while the opponent was wearing a black tuxedo with countless arms and holding Monks with various walking sticks.

He was supposed to be a Westerner, but this bald man looked like a thousand-handed Buddha statue. He put his hands together in front of his chest and pierced the bottom of the cane like a projectile from various angles, fighting back and forth with the English knight. .

"Well!!"

The knight's blade flipped, and one of the bald man's arms was already flying in the air.

She immediately turned the offensive and attacked with a smashing bamboo.

But this is not enough.

There is no time to care about whether each soldier wins or loses, since they failed to push the tidal wave of Crawley's tidal wave down the coast, the British Defence Force has lost.

If they can't quickly decide the winner in a one-on-one battle, they will be surrounded and swallowed by a steady stream of enemy reinforcements.

With the sound of ripping silk and silk, the bald man's dovetail bulged on the inside and cracked.

Facing the giant octopus that Crowley turned into that could pick up a truck by the waist and throw it out, the silver-armored female knight flashed her sword, another tentacle was chopped up, and unidentified mucus sprayed the white sand everywhere. Yes, and the direction of tentacle raids has changed.

The octopus, who failed to defeat the female knight, mercilessly smashed the charged coat of arms around it, creating space for the subsequent landing of Crowley's army.

Crunch, crunch! !

The sound of something scrambling back and forth reverberated continuously on the sand, no doubt it was from the previous Crowley calamity.

Each tentacle is thicker than an adult's body, and its surface is covered with oval suction cups.Take a closer look, where is the sucker, there are clearly many eyes, noses and mouths.They gnashed their teeth, restless, eager to bite, tear, and swallow their flesh.

Aleister seems to be able to use these alien Crowleys to a certain extent, but this female knight does not have this ability.

After all, this looks like a super-giant fusion of an inflated corpse and a huge octopus, and if you think about the "this thing" whose number of tentacles doesn't match up at all, can it understand human speech? is a question mark.

"ah!!"

Suddenly, a high-pitched scream came from the beach.

The voice came from the female knight in the sleeveless burqa and silver armor opposite the stone.

Sure enough, it was because of anxiety that it rushed too deep.

I thought that the tentacles that could crush it even if it were wrapped around the truck would whistle and swept over, but now it was tying up the lower body of the female knight.

She spun her whole body in the air, and was thrown on her back on the fine sand.

Although there is no way to know what kind of magical effect her armor has, it is obvious that she will not be able to get up for a while.It was a miracle that her spine didn't fly out like a Dharma after taking such a violent fall.

"Gah!?"

The female knight who had been knocked down on her back was still wielding her sword with one hand, but the huge tentacles danced above her as if they were going to crush her completely.

The tentacles slammed the sword of the female knight on the chest with the force of wind and thunder. The sword could not withstand the impact and broke into two pieces.

The female knight was like her heart had been driven into a big stake, her limbs were shaking like chaff, and at this moment the second attack came.

The suction cups gnawed at the armor and burqa, making a dry sound of destruction.

The cracks spread on the surface of the armor, and even the soft cloth on the inside of the armor to protect the joints was torn.Inside was completely unarmed, just plain underwear and a woman's skin wrapped in a thin cloth.

With a sound thicker and more ferocious than swinging a metal bat, tentacles thicker than an adult male's body were raised again.

(Is it over?)

Although the female knight did not give up, at this time, she had lost the possibility of resistance from the inside out.

Armor shattered, blades broken.The long-term high-intensity blocking has also caused her magic power to bottom out.

The companions have no time to take care of it, and the "three-layered four-color final barrier" where the rear support has arisen can already be determined that there are no follow-up troops to keep up.

(Are you going to die today?)

Feeling that her body was rising, the female knight with a blurred vision could vaguely see the gold coin that fell on the beach.