"boom----!"

The roar of the tsunami resounded through the snowfield.

It was the tsunami of snow.

Under the scorching cold sword light, the snow was lifted up like a tsunami, and then melted into water at a speed visible to the naked eye, disappearing completely.

The sword light flew over here and landed directly on the head of a Srepnia.

"Bang————!"

With a blast, the carriage made of metal was easily knocked away, and with a "bang", it was cut in half.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The sarcastic sound immediately followed.

It was not only the wailing sound of the Russian magicians, but also the wailing sound of the ordinary villagers escorted in the convoy.

The sudden movement even made people think that the bombers in the Academy City finally began to play their original role, intending to turn the entire Russian territory into a sea of ​​fire and drop bombs in the air, causing both sides to scream.

As for Bransha, she fell out of the carriage cut in half and rolled into the snow in a mess.

The head is blank.

Although consciousness can remain awake, it cannot immediately understand the situation in front of you.

You know, Srepnia is not just a carriage made of metal, but also a real spiritual outfit.

Through a miracle called magic, the crystallization of power can be achieved like magic, but was cut in half with one knife?

Just kidding?

Of course, although we can understand this reality, Brancha understood at least one other thing.

That is, they were attacked.

When Blansha understood this situation, the other Russian magicians also understood it all.

“Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

Just before Bransha got up from the snow, Russian magicians shouted collectively, manipulating Srepnia, and charged towards the attackers.

It seems that I plan to use Srepniah as a chariot.

Srepnia also has that usage.

Once upon a time, the Russian Adult Cult gave special defenses on the battlefield and was able to cross the scorched earth that was full of war. With his charge, he forced the enemy's formation and collectively annihilated the enemy's magician group.

Otherwise, Srepnia would not have walked so swaying in Russian territory that was transformed into battle.

However, seeing this scene, Brancha screamed.

"don't want!"

Unfortunately, it is too late to speak out now.

"choke----!"

The sword light suddenly appeared again.

Moreover, this time it was not one, but several.

Several cold sword lights crossed the snow field, and while storming a snow storm, they rushed forward at an astonishing speed, landing fiercely on Srepnia who was charging forward.

"Bang————!"

As the explosion sounded, the metal carriages were set on the previous retreat, and they were knocked out one after another, disintegrated in the air, scattered into a pile of parts.

All the Russian magicians fell out of the steel carriage, like Bransha before, and rolled to the ground while screaming.

In a blink of an eye, a team of several magicians from the Russian Church were defeated by attackers of unknown origin.

Brancha watched this scene happen with his own eyes.

Then, while his head finally successfully ran, he suddenly ran away.

But Brancha is not trying to escape.

On the contrary, Blanchard ran wildly towards the convoy.

"escape?"

How could it be possible to escape?

Recalling the astonishingly fast attack in his mind, Brancha could not imagine how he successfully escaped. Instead, he could easily imagine that he was ruthlessly chopped in half by the sword light rising from behind, blood splattered on the spot, and no corpse died.

So, Blanchard knew that he could not escape.

Once you escape, you will be dead.

The only way to survive is the villagers who were escorted.

"Use those villagers as hostages..."

In this way, there may be a way out, and at the least it is to use the villagers as shields to help you get time to escape.

As for the safety of the villagers?

joke.

If he was worried about this, Blanchard would not have sent these innocent villagers to the concentration camp cruelly.

However, Blanchard's steps soon stopped, and his expression became even stiffer.

The reason is very simple.

"It's okay, don't worry."

I saw that a beautiful girl with gorgeous purple hair and shining like a star had liberated all the vehicles in the convoy, opened the door for custody, and rescued the villagers who were hiding inside and full of fear. In order to eliminate the other party's uneasiness, the voice seemed particularly soft.

This made the girl's voice extremely pleasant, like the sound of nature, quite pleasant.

But Blanchard wasn't very happy.

"Damn it!"

The final lifeline was cut off, which made Bransha take out a dagger full of runes from her arms in anger.

Obviously, it was also a spiritual outfit.

"Go to die!"

Bransha raised the rune dagger in her hand high.

As long as the rune dagger is swung down, the atmosphere will be attached to the trajectory ahead, allowing the invisible sickle weasel up to twenty meters to ruthlessly kill the enemy and tear the enemy's body apart.

Blanchard, who was so angry, didn't notice it at all.

Originally, when attacking them, the attacker had not emitted any murderous aura.

But now, the fatal murderous aura has been released.

then…

"Puchi————!"

The sound of the body tearing started.

The cold sword light shook Blancha's raised hand high, cutting off his dagger's hand.

Blood spilled from the air.

“Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Bransha's screams also echoed, full of pain.

Brancha, holding his broken arm, screamed and retreated.

There was no discovery at all, and there was a person standing behind it.

"Bang..."

With one hand, he pressed down the backward Bransha's shoulder.

“————!”

Bransha's scream came to an abrupt end.

The sound from behind came calmly into his ears.

"I originally wanted to ask how many Russian bases were built in the surrounding area, what actions did the Russian Adult Church take, and whether the Roman Orthodox Church is active nearby, and what is the situation of the Russian military? How much information should be asked, so I still want to keep a living..."

Listening to this voice, Brancha understood.

“Ahhh…”

That was the voice of death from the god of death from hell.

Blansha's consciousness was interrupted here.

"Puchi————!"

Amid the sound of slashing, Blanchard felt that the vision in front of him rotated, and he fell to the ground.

And at the end, what Brancha saw was his body.

My body, which had lost its head, was squirting blood on my neck, pouring it to the side.

Bransha's eyes slowly closed.
Chapter completed!