Chapter 392 Sword-Wielding Witch

The Oneness Church is the main belief of the human beings in this world, and its feudal power is also very strong.

There are a large number of religious territories in various countries, and there are hundreds of religious knights under its command.

This does not count the pious feudal lords who are willing to contribute their soldiers to the church.

Once conquered the pagans in the south, under the call of the Pope, a southern expedition force of more than 100,000 people was organized. Such a powerful force, even if it is all mortals, is not something that a few wizards can provoke.

The monastery destroyed by Xina and Moqiong is just the most basic religious territory. Any bishop country is hundreds of times larger than it.

But no matter what, the destruction of the church in the northern countries is a big deal.

Even the king did not dare to destroy the church, but now it was destroyed by a witch who was about to be burned to death with the help of the power of the devil.

The priest who was severely injured but not dead sent people to pass the news to the surrounding great lords and bishop countries, which caused an uproar for a while.

"The devil is poor? The most powerful monarch in hell?"

"Summon a meteorite to hit?"

"Humph, how stupid is this to let a witch destroy the church? In order to cover up her incompetence, she can make up such a ridiculous story."

The nearby bishops and some impious lords all sneered at the incident.

They never believed that this would be the truth. Whether it was summoning a meteorite or a big devil, it was too ridiculous.

Rather than believing in the devil, it is better to believe that the priest dismantled and sold the precious building materials of the church, causing the church to collapse, and then put the blame on the witch.

But later it was learned that all the clergy there were seriously injured and one arm was chopped off. The bishop realized that there might be a real foreign enemy, but the useless priest exaggerated the enemy.

In short, no matter what, the enemies of the church must not be let go.

Especially this kind of witch who destroyed the church and killed the priest, who was extremely evil, must be publicly executed.

For a time, all places sent out arbitration groups to capture lone witches.

There were dozens of people, and hundreds of people. Some were sent by the various religious states, and some were sent by devout feudal lords who wanted to please the church.

It can be said that they took it very seriously, but what they valued was not the strength of the witch, but the nature of the crime she committed!

They came from all directions and searched everywhere where there was a rumor of seeing the witch.

What surprised them was that unlike the previous witches, the witch named Sina did not hide at all, but rode straight through the country of Red.

Sometimes she would even pass through the main road or villages, and she was not afraid of someone searching for her.

Because Sina was always on the road, the news spread slower than her. Often, people there would know about the destruction of the church only after she passed by a place.

At noon that day, a little knight in the Kingdom of Red, who only owned a manor and a thousand acres of land, suddenly heard his men report that he saw a woman in a white robe and a sword passing by near the manor.

"Lord Luther, that woman's attire is so strange. I have never seen such a smooth and shiny sword, and the robe she wears is so exquisite." The squire reported.

The knight named Luther thought that a noble lady passed through his territory, so he took six squires, prepared a carriage, and went to greet her.

He was very surprised. How could a noble lady go out without followers and ride alone? Could it be that she was down and out? Or was she being hunted by her enemies?

Luther, who had all kinds of thoughts, chased after her and saw her. His face changed, and even flashed greed.

Xina's features were very easy to identify. She was wearing a robe with exquisite texture. The material was neither fur nor linen, but very smooth.

A dazzling white long sword hung from her waist, shining in the sun.

In addition, she rode a white horse, which was not ladylike at all.

"Catch her for me! This is an evil witch!" Luther, who originally just wanted to see if there was a down and out noble lady to pick up, drew his sword and shouted directly.

Luther had not received the news of the meteorite bombarding the monastery, nor did he know that a witch who claimed to serve the devil was being captured recently.

He suddenly drew his sword at this moment, just because he wanted to rob.

In this world, women basically don't ride horses. There are rules for riding horses, and they must ride sideways. If they ride astride like men, it is very immoral and indecent.

Such a woman, if she has no power, can be burned to death directly on the charge of being a witch, and the reason is: she rides astride a horse, so she must be a witch.

In the medieval West on Earth, such cases also happened. The most famous one was the trial of Joan of Arc. The Church of England could not find a reason to burn Joan of Arc to death. In the end, in addition to saying that she falsely conveyed the oracle, it also found a lot of crimes to make up for it, including "wearing knight armor, riding a warhorse, and promiscuous military camps", even though she had been verified as a virgin at the time.

Anyway, Joan of Arc was illiterate, so she just wrote a bunch of crimes and asked her to press her fingerprints.

This world is even darker, and there is no need for a confession. A unilateral trial is enough. It is better to say that it is a declaration than a trial.

With this outfit, Xina stood out like a firefly in the night sky.

There was no family crest on her robe, no followers, and she was riding a warhorse. What would happen if she was captured?

Luther stared at the sword, drooling: "Is that a sword made of silver? Even if it is silver, it is not so smooth and shiny. Could it be that a maid from a noble family ran away?"

He had never seen a galvanized alloy before. The sword with a surface so smooth that it could be used as a mirror was like a legendary weapon.

Since she was not a noble lady, she would be convicted of being a witch and take both the sword and the robe as trophies.

"Haha, where did you steal the sword from? Can you use it?" A squire rode over, but his body was relaxed.

In his opinion, this woman couldn't even ride a horse properly, so how could she use a sword?

"Dang!" The squire held up Xina's sword with disdain, and then reached out to grab the other party.

He wanted to use the force of the two horses crossing each other to lift the woman off the horse and capture her alive.

He had a good idea, but he didn't expect that as soon as he held up Xina's sword, he trembled violently, and his brain went blank.

It was as if he was hit by a burst of energy and lost consciousness all over his body.

"Hiss..." The warhorse howled and fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth, kicking its legs frantically and struggling to get up. The entourage was pressed under it and dying.

"Ah?" Luther was shocked when he saw his men being chopped down at the first sight.

From his angle, Xina, who was wearing a white robe, chopped the entourage to the ground with a casual sword.

What kind of power is this? It is completely unreasonable.

Little did he know that this was the most reasonable help Mo Qiong gave Xina...

"This... what's going on?" Luther, who was about to ride over, hurriedly reined in his horse and asked in surprise.

Xina raised the electric sword high and charged coldly: "This is the magic sword given to me by my master."

"What? Are you really a witch?" Luther said in a daze.

Xina was also stunned. What, you don't know I'm a witch?

Luther's scalp numbed. He just took a fancy to the sword, so he wanted to rob it and framed her as a witch.

Unexpectedly, this was really a witch, and the sword also contained some strange energy.

"Humph, die! Witch!" Seeing Xina approaching on horseback, Luther nervously held the sword and roared to meet her.

He did not retreat. Capturing a real witch was also attractive to him. Maybe he could get a lot of rewards from the church.

Although this magic sword was weird, he thought to himself that I had the protection of the gods, and that magic sword would definitely not hurt me!

Luther swung the sword hard, trying to kill Xina.

His swordsmanship was undoubtedly much better than Xina's, but it was useless. Xina's complicated swordsmanship was too late to learn, but he could still learn it by knocking on other people's swords without thinking.

Why is the electric sword not called the electric shock sword? It is precisely because of the ingenious design that a part of the sword edge will be magnetized during the electrification process and has considerable magnetic force.

The enemy's sword will be attracted by the magnetic force, and Xina is focused on blocking and deliberately blocking. It is basically difficult for anyone to attack her over the magic sword.

Luther felt a strange attraction pulling his sword and changing the trajectory of his sword.

With a clang, electric arcs and sparks burst out on the intersecting sword edges, and Luther fell to the ground with his horse.

His brain seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer, and his heart was shaking disorderly. Although he did not faint immediately, he felt even more uncomfortable. The numbness and tingling sensation swept through his body, and his breathing stopped and he could not move.

The other followers watched this scene in horror. What kind of magic sword was this?

He fell down when he was hit, and fainted when he was rubbed.

A white-robed witch, with only a sword, chopped down a knight who was much stronger than him.

Is this a witch or a magic swordsman?

Then, all the followers focused their attention on the magic sword that fell to the ground.

The sword flew to the ground, and Xina did not hold it. It was knocked out of Luther's hand by the powerful blow before he fell.

"Magic sword!" All the followers no longer cared about Luther and his companions, whose life and death were unknown, and greedily dismounted and rushed to the sword on the ground.

Xina's face changed, and she jumped off the horse like crazy.

This sword was given by Mo Qiong, and it meant a lot to her. She even slept with it in her arms. How could she let it fall into someone else's hands?

The follower swung a sword from behind, and the blood stained Xina's robe red. Xina did not retreat at all, and took the sword in her hand again.

"Hand over the magic sword!" The followers shouted and surrounded her.

Xina held the magic sword tightly, stared at the five people who surrounded her vigilantly, and sneered: "This is the magic sword given to me by my lord, the great demon king Qiong. When did it become a magic sword?"

"Nonsense, this is clearly the magic sword sent down by the gods, and you, an evil witch, picked it up. There is no great demon king!" A follower shouted.

Xina experienced cruel darkness and despair, and her mind was the most tenacious.

She took out a strip of cloth, tightly wrapped it around her hand and tied it to the sword, and the other hand tightly wrapped it to ensure that the magic sword would not fall out of her hand again.

"If you want to take my Lord's sword, kill me first!" She held the sword in both hands, her white robe stained with blood, and made a fierce expression.

The breeze blew her high-tied hair, and she looked like a heroic female swordsman.

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