Reflections
Amazing Events in the Desert

"Mrs Esther, NO!"

The witches shrieked in fear when they saw the head of Esther—the woman who was at the center of the— formationthat had rolled down after being decided by the sword of Constantine Yang. His blood flowing out seemed to be blackish in color and there was dark smoke enveloping him, a sign that the woman was not a pure witch.

"M—MONSTER! KAUPASTI MONSTERS!"

Hearing that terrified cry, Constantine chuckled. This, in fact, adds a sinister impression on the girl.

"Who wants to be next?" ask Constantine. His sweet-sounding voice, penetrated into the souls of the witches who were his opponents this time.

"Still fighting back?" Constantine smiled faintly as he watched the witches begin to chant and summon the forces of darkness to help them defeat the Female General.

On the other hand, Zilin appeared to approach Constantine, then brought his head closer slowly to the girl, asking to be stroked. General One's favorite horse, indeed spoiled to his master. "Although in vain, you know that we must still respect the efforts of others. After all, failure is also a result, right, Zilin?"

As if understanding his master's words, Zilin nodded. The horse, then stomped the ground firmly to make their surroundings tremble. The witches were more and more surprised by that.

"My partner the witch—that horse, definitely not an ordinary animal," said a witch who looked older than her other friends.

"If you lose focus, you can derail the efforts of your comrades, O Fumu ...!" constantine said casually. Both hands are folded in front of the chest. The girl relaxed her legs, then leaned on her Zilin standing up.

Constantine observed the witches fighting him silently. Most of them still look young. Of course, the secret of their youth is magic. Perverted magicians and magicians with the element of darkness, can deceive others with such illusion magic.

"O darkness that shows the light.

To the darkness that protects us from distress.

In every good in the world.

With heresy, we seek refuge in you, O darkness.

The misguided protect.

The darkness that shaded.

The kebatilan.

Woe to the witches of perversion.

VANISH, SIRNAAA!"

The witches cried out simultaneously. Constantine looked surprised to hear the vocal chants, but then, he relaxed again. With his eyes closed, he chanted.

"Light and darkness protect.

Virtue and evil build each other up.

Don't let one of them ruin the balance.

Peace belongs to the Earth and its inhabitants.

Nature is with me, Constantine Yang.

Then help me to peace."

After Constantine finished his spell, strong winds came. The energies of the witches and General One collide. Both camps were bounced off; but apparently, it did not affect Constantine very far.

In the mop, actually, the pronunciation of spells and chanting is not too necessary. Basically, the witches just have to tell which one they have collected and imagine what they want and then magic, will come true with it.

Spelling spells and chanting, is basically an affirmation that can provide additional strength. If magic is done in a formation or in groups, then this can increase the possibility of magic succeeding and not even turning around to attack its creators.

At a certain stage that only happens to high-level magicians, the pronunciation of spells and chanting, will be useless again in terms of adding power, because in fact, the, the magic performed by high-level magicians was indeed very powerful. However there are exceptions to some special techniques, for example mind control magic, which the pronunciation of spells and chanting, will really have a big impact.

"Oh—I have to end it immediately. You really made me lose." Constantine sighed as he recalled the Anming knights who had been defeated by enemy magic. "I will not let you get stronger by killing my family" he said.

The light was green toska, then enveloped Constantine's body Yang—a sign that he had gathered mana from heaven and earth. That meant, in terms of magic, he had been at a special level that signified his genius in this field.

Constantine smiled faintly. His actions, it turned out to cause an event that attracted the attention of many people—aurora in the desert during the day. The girl knew that it was not too long before her identity would be completely exposed before everyone; and when that happened, her life, might not have any more peace.

"Mother—you'll be proud of your daughter, '" murmured Constantine Yang.