Chapter 1819 (*°Ω°*)? Heaven Is on the Left, Warriors Are on the Right

After leaving Mikoto and Heizi's room, Annie didn't immediately go to the competition venue to watch the rest of the game this afternoon, but walked out of the palace on her own, and then just wandered around.

After all, she has just had a full meal, walking and other digestion activities are definitely essential, and ah, she also needs to find some fun for herself, so as not to be like those boring guys, staring at that game every day look!

"Acridine la la~?"

??(′?｀?)???

"Eh?"

(˙?˙)

Strolling around, Annie suddenly found a pavilion suspended in mid-air not far away. There was a black-haired young lady who seemed to be about the same height as her standing there, and she was still standing there. Staring at the Sunwell on top of her palace?

Under normal circumstances, Anne sees a lot of individual humans, high elves, or pandaren ladies in the city, and she doesn't make too much fuss, but...

If it is such a young lady who has some kind of weird divinity in her body, and at the same time, there is a strong magic power in her body, and she keeps staring at her "generator" non-stop, then she must be able to get a little To attract a little bit of Anne's attention.

"..."

(°-°〃)

So, while the other party was staring at the new Sunwell in her house, Annie, who was surprised and curious, was also staring up at the street not far from the pavilion suspended in mid-air. The other side studied it.

"?"

Maybe it was because Annie stared at her for too long, so she had some kind of induction?

So, the young lady in the red and white mage robe with long black hair that was about to be dragged to the floor finally sensed something was wrong, and subconsciously turned her head to look in the direction of a certain line of sight she sensed. Go, and successfully caught up with Anne who was watching her from a distance.

"ah!"

So, when she saw clearly that the person staring at her was some bad little girl, she subconsciously exclaimed.

"Hi~!"

(*′▽｀)ノ

"Miss, what are you looking at?"

?~(???c)

After looking at each other and seeing a little bit of shock and panic in each other's eyes, Annie greeted each other carelessly and waved as a matter of course.

"!!"

However, it's okay if Annie didn't say hello, but as soon as she said hello, the other party turned around swiftly, walked directly along the steps that were also suspended in mid-air, turned and ran?

"!!"

Σ(°△°|||)︴

Seeing the other party's actions, Annie couldn't help being a little puzzled.

but……

After a little surprise, she still reacted quickly, and rushed towards the opponent without hesitation!

"Stop! Don't run!"

?("??)??

Seeing that the other party saw her and was about to run, although she didn't know the specific reason, Annie only knew that at this time, it was definitely not wrong for her to directly catch up and block the other party.

And as for why you want to chase, and why the other party wants to run again, such small things are no longer important now.

(…)

(●￣?￣●)

"stop!"

-=????=?????(?)?

"Don't run!!"

o(▽｀o)=3=3=3

"Wow!!"

-=????=?????(′Д`)?

"Aha! Got you!"

?*. ?(ˊωˋ*)??*.

After chasing for a while along the winding and floating staircase made by the high elves, finally, taking advantage of the other party's unawareness, Annie appeared in front of the other party with a flash, and scared the other party's feet. It was so soft that it almost fell under the floating pavilion.

"you……"

"what do you want to do?"

gasped for a while,

Holding on to the guardrail of the pavilion, she found that Annie didn't mean to attack her, but just stared at her curiously. That girl looked only about ten years old, and her whole body was pink and tender, like finely crafted black hair. The little sister slowly stood up straight and asked vigilantly.

At the same time, she couldn't help subconsciously shrinking back, as if she was afraid of something, and carefully mobilized and guarded the huge magic power in her body.

"Miss, you look familiar!"

(‘ー`)

"Has anyone seen you somewhere?"

(?˙ー˙?)

Annie didn't want to do anything, she just chased him subconsciously when she saw that the other party was about to run, and she had no further purpose.

It's just that it's different now. The more she looked at her, the more she felt that the other party looked familiar, so she couldn't help asking a little strangely.

"!!"

"No, no!"

"I haven't seen you..."

Seeing Annie's pressing questions, the other party became even more nervous. While answering timidly, she subconsciously backed away, and was about to step off and fall off those floating steps.

"Really not?"

(??ω??)

It's a pity that Annie didn't believe the other party's words, but she still looked up and down, and the more she looked, the more she felt that she was right. She must have met the other party somewhere, otherwise, she would never have that familiar feeling.

"real!"

"I……"

"I, I don't know you..."

The other party replied somewhat stammeringly, and seemed to be ready to turn around and run away again at any time.

"Really?"

(?˙o˙)?

"If not, what are you afraid of?"

('?o?')

"!!"

"I, I'm not afraid!"

The other party was a little stubborn, but the body movements of defense and ready to escape at any time betrayed her.

"wrong!"

(?~?)

"I must have seen you somewhere!"

(?╭╮?)

"Let people think about it..."

??(??￣??￣?)????

Anne answered firmly, and began to think hard.

"Um……"

(??ˇ?ˇ??)

But helplessly, even if she stared at the other person's face and looked again and again, until the other person could not help but turn around and run away, she still didn't remember where she saw it.

She can't remember...

However, Annie was very sure that she must have met the other party somewhere, and it was the kind that hadn't been there for a long time?

(…)

?????

"Don't guess."

"That's because of me!"

When Annie was thinking hard and continued to threaten the other party, like a street hooligan molesting a good woman, threatening the little sister who seemed a bit timid and cunning, at this moment, suddenly, a familiar voice came to her behind.

"Hello, Annie..."

"actually……"

"She's my daughter, what, aren't we alike?"

The person who came was none other than the legendary great magician Jessica, who was also the bad guy who brought three heroic spirits to surprise Anne before, and even guided a magic rail cannon to bombard her. .

"ah!"

(?O?)

"It is you……"

(*ˉ?ˉ*;)

Seeing that Jessica approaching, Annie couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Huh!"

!(;?o?)o

"Looking at it this way, it seems to be quite similar!"

(?Д?≡?д?)!?

Annie began to compare the faces of the Jessica who was walking over and the young lady next to her, and was finally shocked to find that the faces of the two were unexpectedly alike?

It's just that one looks very mature and demure, while the other looks like a little girl.

"Of course it does!"

"She is a magical life conceived by me with the method of reincarnation, so it can be said to be my daughter."

"This time..."

"We came here to participate in that competition, to win the championship and stop your evil deeds from destroying world peace. You shouldn't stop us from participating, right?"

"although……"

"I did attack you last time..."

Jessica walked up to her 'daughter' and patted her on the shoulder, signaling to her not to be afraid, then introduced half-truths and teased Annie with words.

"Last time?"

(ΘへΘ)

"Oh! It's the incident when you were trampled by Tibbers, right?"

-??(?????)

Although Annie felt that the other party's familiarity was not because of his face, but after being interrupted by the other party, Annie simply put that weird feeling behind her, and never continued to bother thinking about where she was with her. When did you see that young lady?

"..."

Jessica opened her mouth with a slightly embarrassed expression, but in the end she still didn't answer, but looked at Annie with a slightly apprehensive expression.

After all, she and the little girl in front of her are in a hostile relationship now, but now she is blocked by the other party here. If the other party gets angry or calls for help, then the two of them will probably have to fight up.

"Don't worry, people won't mind."

(⌒▽⌒)

Perhaps seeing the expression on the other party's face, Annie smiled and comforted her.

Because, Annie has long since ignored that matter. After all, she got revenge on the spot and arrested two guys, so she definitely won't mind it anymore.

"Yeah?"

Hearing Annie's answer, while Jessica breathed a sigh of relief, the expression on her face gradually relaxed a little.

"That……"

"Can we go now?"

Then, Jessica, who seemed to have other things in her heart, was anxious and apprehensive, and didn't know what she was thinking, so she hurriedly asked Annie.

"sure!"

(o^-^o)?

"Goodbye, miss!"

(′▽｀)ノ?

"..."

Jessica didn't dare to say anything, she was relieved, she just reached out her hand, took her so-called 'daughter''s little hand, hurriedly turned around and walked down the resting and floating stairs towards the street in the distance .

"strangeness……"

(???????)

"I always think they are a little weird..."

く(＾_?)ゝ

"never mind!"

ε=(′ο｀*)))

Scratching her head, Annie, who really couldn't remember what was so strange, simply stopped thinking about it.

"No more, Tibbers, let's go to the game!"

?(?^o^?)?

Anyway, it was just a small matter, and the competition did not say that the other party was not allowed to participate, so Annie didn't bother to worry about it any more, she just took her little bear Tibbers and turned around, intending to take advantage of today's Run to that arena to watch the last one or two before the game is over.

(…)

(￣??￣?)

And at this time, when a certain sad little girl was strolling towards the arena, in a certain competition plane, the great king of the tribe, Varok Saurfang In the arena, he was confronting Illya, the apprentice of a wicked little girl, and two heroic spirits summoned by the other party.

That's right!

This afternoon, King Saurfang was unlucky, and he was drawn to be in the same group as Illya in the knockout round to determine the top 64, and Illya just beat her accomplice Luvi yesterday. A powerful mage who obtained the opponent's command spell.

So, now there is a very tricky and embarrassing situation for Saurfang:

In front of him were the two powerful Joan of Arc, whose rank was Ruler, and Medusa, a heroic girl whose rank was Lancer, who was holding a dark red terrifying chain hook and sickle!

The strength of any of those two heroic spirits is probably not inferior to him!

And if he wants to win, he must defeat the summoner and the magical girl Illya. However, before defeating the two heroic spirits, he has no way to get close to each other, let alone launch an attack up.

Just now, he tried to charge, to slash and fight violently, and tried to destroy those two heroic spirits first, and then, to defeat that shameful mage?

But the result...

He failed. After a hearty battle, facing the girl Joan of Arc who held the silver iris flag, who was skilled in combat and defended impeccably, and blocked his violent offensive with a tight gun array, and the girl who was watching him, Medusa, who used her charming strange voice to distract him, ended up with nothing but a few bloody wounds and bullet holes.

"Hello!"

"That green skin!"

"What are you looking at?"

"Is there anyone else here besides you?"

When Saurfang was confronting Joan of Arc who was waiting in full battle and Medusa who was pressing every step of the way, Illya finally couldn't help it, and shouted loudly from a distance, and successfully attracted Saurfang Er's attention.

"Mage!"

"what are you up to?"

Saurfang asked loudly and strangely in that orc voice.

Most of them orcs are like that, because they have huge fangs in their mouths, and their mouths cannot be closed or closed tightly. Therefore, in order to pronounce accurately in the case of air leakage, in addition to increasing lung capacity and improving pitch , there is no way.

"It's nothing!"

"You see, you've already beaten me like this before I even made a move. Is there any point in continuing?"

"Surrender!"

"Otherwise, it will be ugly if you die here later!"

Holding her arms, the magical girl Illya coquettishly persuaded her to surrender.

"surrender?"

Saurfang was stunned, then turned his head to look at the two heroic spirits who had stopped in front of him and did not continue to push him forward, and then he frowned and muttered.

"No……"

"I reject!"

Soon, Saurfang shook his head.

"An orc, a real orc warrior, should always have only one pursuit in his life, and that is: in the decisive battle with the enemy, die in battle with honor!"

"In these years, many orcs among us have never participated in a real battle..."

"Peace, that kind of thing, has been with us for many years, and all these years, we have been doing nothing..."

"Today, I will use practical actions to teach them that the word 'surrender' will never exist in the dictionary of soldiers!"

"fighting!"

"Only by fighting, and always only by fighting, can we get what we want!!"

As he said that, the aura on Saurfang's body gradually rose, and the energy of anger began to brew violently on his body.

"oh?"

"Then what?"

Elijah frowned, a little noncommittal.

She didn't understand, in the current situation, the other party clearly had no chance of winning, but why did they persist? Besides, this is just a competition, not a real duel. If you can't win, just give up. Is it that difficult?

"Next..."

"I will charge!"

"No hesitation!!"

Saurfang tightly grasped the battle ax in his hand, and the fighting spirit in his eyes was burning like substance.

Whether it is a duel or a game, a fighter must fight with his opponent with the determination to die, and strive to survive and win in death!

Heaven is on the left, warriors are on the right!

The new generation of orcs in the tribe may not understand that truth too well, but today, Arufar decided that he would use his actions to prove that to them.

"..."

"Yeah?"

"I will give you a splendid funeral!"

Looking at the other party's eyes full of murderous intent, Illya didn't try to persuade her anymore, but raised her hand, one by one made of silver hair made of Illya's hair, that kind of 'White Stork Knight' Appeared around her body, the number was as many as dozens, and it seemed to be increasing with Illya's movements.

"For the Horde!"

"Lar!!!"

Seeing this, Saurfang didn't delay any longer, first he let out an angry roar, his whole body became berserk, and then while his figure skyrocketed around, he charged towards the girl heroic spirit with the gun.

"!!"

"Well done!"

Seeing that the other party was charging towards her, and seemed to be planning to launch the final charge, Joan of Arc did not dare to neglect, so she scolded first, and then resolutely took the long spear in her hand and the silver iris flag gun in her hand. inserted into the ground.

My Lord is here! !

Joan activated her enchantment treasure, pulled out the long sword at her waist, and activated the 'revelation' at the same time, gaining the nonsensical 'sixth sense' in battle.

It was Joan's strongest defensive move, and it was also her tribute to that stubborn orc warrior!

Once her silver fleur-de-lis flag gun is inserted into the ground, it can protect units within ten yards from the flag as the center through the angel's blessing, and can also directly convert all attacks outside the specification (EX) Block for physical defense.

The only disadvantage is that when the flagship of the Holy Banner is raised, she will no longer be able to move and attack, so she can only passively defend in place.

However, in Joan's view, it is enough to deal with the violent charge of the orc warrior, because she is not alone now, and there is Medusa who is rushing to the side and Illya in the distance behind her, so , she doesn't need to think about fighting back.

"!!"

coming!

At the moment when the flag was planted and the sword was drawn, the violent orc had already rushed to Joan of Arc and raised the terrifying huge axe high.

But really, she wasn't timid, she was just ready to defend herself, prepared to accompany the protection of the treasure, and completely block the opponent's violent attack like a storm, just like she did just now the same.

However……

"?!"

wrong!

When the other party rushed to him, when the other party's ax was raised to the highest point, when he had already smelled the stench exhaled from the other party's body and mouth, to his surprise, Joan's 'sixth sense', the kind that did not For any reason, her unfounded intuition told her: the target of this orc is not her!

"Medusa!"

"Protect Illya!!!"

So, as a matter of course, she immediately turned around, gave up her defense, and shouted at Medusa not far away.

"late!!"

Just before he was about to hit Joan of Arc and cut it down with an axe, Great King Saurfang let out a roar, and then he launched a 'Heroic Leap' in an instant, jumping high in front of Joan of Arc directly before making contact, Then he slammed into the ground eight yards behind the opponent. At the moment when the stone floor of the arena was cracked and shattered, he waved his hand, and a battle flag with the tribal emblem on his back was inserted into Yili. Ya's side, and then, with a single aid, he rushed forward again with lightning speed.

"snort!"

"Don't even think about it!!"

At this time, Medusa yelled angrily, and suddenly threw out the chain sickle in her hand, letting it intercept Saurfang who was rushing forward again violently, wanting to interrupt the opponent's indomitable charge. Stance and buy time for Illya.

However……

Swish! !

"!!"

"?!"

To her and Joan's surprise, the orc didn't mean to stop and block, but stretched out his hand, and at the same time blocked, let Medusa use that kind of terrifying force to throw it over. The sickle cut off his left hand, and at the moment when the blood and broken arm splashed, he took the opportunity to move forward, rushed to his battle flag, and took advantage of the opportunity to strike at the neck of the slightly surprised Ilya Bainen. Swipe away.

Swish! !

Then, that pretty little head with long silver hair and red pupils, with rounded eyes in disbelief, flew high with a streak of scarlet blood.

Next second!

"!!"

"Roar!!!!"

"WAAAGH!!!"

"Waaagh!!"

"ahhhhhhh!!!!"

The audience in the auditorium of the arena, especially the orcs, tauren and trolls of the tribes, stood up and shouted wildly.

Because, they saw that their hero, their warrior, the Great King Saurfang of their tribe succeeded in using that kind of unusually violent and ferocious posture under absolute disadvantage, and at the cost of one arm, successfully used The enemy's carelessness killed him and won the final victory.

puff! !

However……

At the moment when the audience cheered and Saurfang lost his strength and relaxed his heart, they were surprised to see that the little mage whose body was separated and blood was still oozing from his neck suddenly exploded. And instantly turned into a little bit of arcane dust?

"??"

Mirror image? !

In an instant, Saurfang seemed to understand something, and he turned his head to look at another place regardless of the severed arm that was still bleeding from his left hand and the magic birds around him.

as expected!

There, he saw that the little girl, the sorcerer, had already appeared a hundred meters away.

"laugh!"

"Ms. Annie taught us..."

"When facing a fighter, never let your true position appear in front of the opponent!"

The poem of angels! !

After grimacing at the astonished Arufar and making such a call, Illya waved her hand without giving the other party a chance to speak or respond, and the white stork knights around her arcane mirror just now , and instantly fired countless terrifying light-bullet guns, all of which rushed in different directions and pierced directly through Saurfang's body.

That's right!

From the beginning, after Illya summoned Joan of Arc and Medusa, she quietly released the arcane mirror image and set up a trap, and kept her real body hidden in a safer place from beginning to end.

Originally, what she did was just a back-up reserved, and she never thought it would be useful, but who would have thought that those two useless guys, Joan of Arc and Medusa, still underestimated the enemy too much, If she was not careful, she was forced to use that trap.

But it's a pity that she, Illya, is not that idiot Shirai Kuroko, she has been serious about the competition from the beginning, and she will not just stand aside and watch the fun just because she doesn't need to do it herself.

cough! cough!

"..."

A large amount of blood was coughed out of his mouth. Then, Saurfang looked at the body pierced by dozens of silver energy long swords, and then looked up at the little girl in the distance and the two people who were already protecting the little girl. In the end, after a miserable laugh, waves of dizziness hit Saurfang, who couldn't hold on any longer, and slowly fell to his knees on the ground, lowering his noble head.

At this moment, the cheers in the auditorium stopped abruptly, as if countless people had been strangled by the neck.

"..."

"!?"

"coward!"

"Despicable conduct!"

"Shameless!"

Immediately afterwards, there were boos in the auditorium, and the audience seemed to have a sympathetic attitude towards the failed Saurfang, especially those tribes of orcs, tauren and trolls, etc. He cursed loudly towards Ilya in the field.

"mean?"

Ilya obviously heard it. After all, she was standing now, the battle was over, and she didn't focus on the situation on the field, so she was naturally easily affected.

"Thank you for the compliment!"

However, she didn't take it seriously, and even lifted the hem of her skirt with both hands, and gave a ladylike salute to the audience who insulted her.

"gone!"

"I'll invite you to dinner tonight!"

After finishing speaking, Illya didn't care what the noisy audience said, but waved her hand, and under the action of the two command spells on her arm, first Joan of Arc and Medusa turned into two rays of light , Then, with another snap of her fingers, the flying birds "stork knights" summoned by her golden needle magic and the silver long swords shot by the flying birds turned into dots of magic light and dissipated.

puff! !

And then, Saurfang, who had turned into a blood man at this time, fell forward on the cold floor of the arena under the watchful eyes of the large group of paladins and priests who appeared on the arena .

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