I became a witch, but I started the industrial revolution

Medea blocked the two fire tornadoes, locked onto the two people with his mental power and hung them behind him, and gave Anna an estimated coordinate in real time, allowing the heavy mortar troops to fire and bomb.

The two fleeing men were bombarded from time to time by artillery shells falling from the sky. After being hit by two shells in succession, the strong man's body was paralyzed first. He removed his armor in a panic, and was held in the hands of the magic pilot and ran wildly.

As Medea was chasing, he saw the people in front of him stopped. He sensed something was wrong and was about to withdraw, but a large magic circle pattern lit up on the ground and the three people immediately disappeared on the street.

"hey-hey..."

Medea had just woken up from the dizziness of teleportation when she saw a huge steel giant rushing towards her.

Without thinking, Medea pulled out a spear from his space ring and fired at it. After a loud bang, it hit the steel giant's shoulder and broke one of its arms.

Mitia frowned as she looked at the gun in her hand, which was emitting hot steam and had a deformed barrel. The prototype gun was indeed an unreliable experimental product.

The brown-haired man who had crawled out of the machine in a panic was overjoyed when he saw this: "Her gun is broken! Great, catch her! We can leave here safely."

The sturdy man who was thrown to the ground by the teleportation array not far away also climbed up. Looking at Medea in a gorgeous long dress, a ferocious smile appeared on his face: "Two against one, the advantage is on us!"

Medea was speechless when he heard this: "Who gave you the confidence?"

"Let me take a look... Hey, you guys seem to be in pretty good shape. Have you been using the energy of your body? Then can't ordinary people control this thing?"

The brown-haired man sneered: "Those are just external things. Our strongest self is ourselves!"

"Look at the surrounding terrain. This is not a place suitable for the old-fashioned fighting style of you subcontinental mages."

As he spoke, he took out a strange weapon that looked like a gun or a staff from his space ring, while the burly man put on a set of arm armor.

Medea turned his head and took a look at the surrounding terrain. This location should be in a mountain range near the capital. There were many strange rocks and rockery, and many places blocking the view.

She understood what the man meant. It seemed that this place was not suitable for long-range mages to perform. The burly man was already charging towards her like a giant bear, with a wild and domineering attitude.

The huge fist hit her in the face, trying to knock her out and take her away with one punch.

Medea pressed the ground with her toes and stretched out one hand to cover the opponent's fist, then stepped back along the opponent's forward force to release the force, and finally stopped, grasped the strong man's fist, twisted her waist and threw him away.

At the same time, he condensed a magic sword in his right hand and raised it, deflecting the brown-haired man's attack with a "ding" sound. His fair left hand clenched into a fist, and flames instantly crystallized, and he swung it in a circle and smashed it towards the man's head.

The man couldn't dodge and was hit in the cheek. He screamed and fell to the side. Medea turned half a circle and kicked the opponent sideways in mid-air with a powerful spin kick.

Instead of pursuing her, she stood up straight and drew a circle on her long skirt to make it knee-length, elegant and timeless.

"puff..."

The brown-haired man got up, spitting out a mouthful of blood with a swollen face: "Shut... Aren't you a bumpkin mage?"

"Aren't you magicians too?"

Medea asked back, and then he stood with his feet in front and behind in a fork-like position.

The rocky ground beneath her feet faintly revealed red and white crystals, and a faint vapor rose from the intersection. She placed her left hand behind her back:

"What a coincidence! Besides magic, I also know a little bit about fighting."

Apart from some magic tips left by her grandfather, the rest of her magic came from having hired a few teachers. She never learned anything and was just an amateur, making up for her lack of skills with talent.

But in the previous world, there were as many fighting techniques as you wanted~

"No! Impossible!"

Chapter 86: No Bullshit

The competition among the races on the main continent is extremely fierce, and the reason why humans can stand out from the crowd is their strong adaptability and learning ability.

They were not strong in the past. Although the magicians had powerful long-range attack capabilities, their defense was terrible. Once the orcs with strong magic resistance got close to them, it would be a brutal massacre.

To this end, they spared no expense to learn the dual-cultivation career system of magic and martial arts from the elves, as well as the mechanical engineering of the goblins.

After each newborn in the kingdom empire is detected to have high-level magical talent, they will begin to receive comprehensive training and development from an early age, and they will all be experts in magic and martial arts when they grow up.

The use of long-range, high-powered magic is handed over to advanced magic machines, which perfectly avoid the magician's weakness in close combat, allowing them to divide the work and cooperate to create a reasonable tactical system.

They engaged in bloody hand-to-hand combat with wild orcs, learned the professional system from the elves who practiced both magic and martial arts, competed with goblins and dwarves in forging and inscription technology, and used their machines to fight against the elemental magic of the demons.

All of this is the source of their inherent pride and contempt for the people of the subcontinent, who have the ability to use magic in a refined manner, rather than in a crude and meaningless way.

The difference in background makes it hard for them not to think those mages who pursue long-range magic combat are stupid. It is obvious that they have never been beaten by wild orcs and goblins.

So when Medea knocked the big guy away skillfully instead of relying on brute force, and was able to fight back with punches and kicks, he felt that it would be better for him to be killed by Medea's magic.

"Don't talk nonsense, let me teach you, let's go together~"

Hearing this, the brown-haired man was not annoyed. He looked at the burly man, and the two stood diagonally opposite each other. Magic power surged in their bodies. The magic armor covered their entire bodies and surrounded Medea in the middle.

Medea just raised her eyebrows upon seeing this, and the elements on her hands became more solid with a 'click' sound.

Elemental crystallization is a symbol of highly condensed and compressed elements. It can be used for both defense and attack, and because it carries its own energy, it can also create local magic attacks.

This requires extremely strong control over the elements, so that the elements can obey commands and guidance outside the body.

Ordinary magicians don't even think about it. This is basically an exclusive ability of witches. Apart from them, few other races can do this.

The red and blue colors under Medea's feet meant that her main elements after transformation were fire and ice which was transformed from water. If they didn't fight in close combat, the two of them really wouldn't be able to defeat her from a distance.

The brown-haired man took the lead. After a quick and brief spell, a fire dragon roared and flew towards Medea. Medea's left hand was covered with a layer of red crystals to resist, and the scorching flames were quickly absorbed.

With the help of the fire dragon's size, Medea exerted force on his feet and rushed towards the man rapidly. The boxing glove made of ice crystals on his right hand hit him with a chilling cold air.

The man who had been hit by the punch also understood the power of the punch. He tapped the ground with the thorn stick in his hand, and a violent blazing wind quickly formed and expanded in front of him. He used the sharp end of the stick to stab Medea.

The double attack forced her to retreat back to her original position. The moment she landed, she lowered her center of gravity and jumped sideways. Sure enough, the sturdy man on the other side seized this opportunity to sneak in and attack.

He dodged the attack from the sturdy man and at the same time, his left hand crystallized and grew larger and hammered downwards. The sturdy man raised his arms in a cross shape, and layers of rocks emerged to block the attack. He then used his side hand to slap away Medea's long, white legs that were kicking him in flames.

Her legs were knocked back, and Mitia changed her legs and spun around to kick the man again, accelerating her kick. A stream of flames emanated from the soles of her boots and sprayed towards the man's abdomen.

"Uh..."

The speed of the energy attack was extremely fast. The brief stiffness made the strong man's arm pause for a moment when he was trying to defend himself. Then the pointed boots had already kicked him hard in the abdomen. The energy plus physical force shattered the abdominal armor, and at the same time, his body weighing hundreds of pounds was kicked directly away.

[Holy Flame! ]

A magic bullet shining with golden light came from behind her. She stretched out her hand to block it, trying to repeat the same trick as before by using a higher temperature flame to devour the opponent's fire magic.

But this time she couldn't absorb it and could only slap it away with one palm. At this time, the sturdy man also got up and rushed up with the brown-haired man to attack from both sides.

The crystal gloves in Medea's hands transformed into long swords to block left and right, and she inserted the sword in her left hand into the ground, using it as a support point to draw a horizontal circle and leap into the air to avoid several holy flame bombs shot by the man in front.

The long sword in his right hand slashed straight at the strong man rushing forward in the air

When the opponent blocked his move, he kicked him back in mid-air and used the force to spin again. He turned around and stabbed the brown-haired man behind him, repelling the stick handle that he was stabbing with.

Sensing the strong man jumping up and rushing towards him, Medea immediately spun and landed, using inertia to face him again.

At this time, magical fluctuations came from behind again. There were wolves in front and tigers behind, but Medea remained unusually calm.

A large amount of ice crystals condensed behind him, and he withstood the holy flame bomb. With the help of the explosive force, he kicked the strong man away, turned around and wanted to chop the man again.

[Divine Art! Wherever the light shines is a place bestowed by God! ]

[Holy Word: Spear of Punishment! ]

A golden light appeared in the sky and projected onto the earth. Medea, who was about to attack, subconsciously raised an ice crystal wall to block it, and at the same time, the elements under his feet surged and he dodged backwards.

The illuminated wall rose halfway and then froze in place. A spear of light brushed past the ice crystal wall and shot into the ground, creating a deep pit with a diameter of tens of meters.

The sun's rays were scattered in that area of ​​the sky, causing Medea's eyes to twitch.

The golden light lasted for one second and then began to dim. The ice wall began to move upwards. Two seconds later, it completely disappeared and the ice wall rushed straight up.

Obviously, the space illuminated by the light was solidified like amber, and the magic cycle of the ice crystal wall was not broken, which means that this spell should have frozen time.

"Pinch mom..."

Medea looked at the brown-haired young man with murderous eyes. The temperature of the surrounding air rose sharply, and a large amount of fire element crystals fell from the air.

A tongue of fire shot out in front of Medea, and it rapidly expanded with the help of the crystals falling from the sky. When it reached the young man, it had turned into a long dragon made of crystals, and slammed into the shield in front of him.

When he waved his staff to strengthen the shield to resist, Medea followed closely along the crystal path and punched him away with a heavy punch:

"I will not allow such a powerful person to exist in the subcontinent."

The man was hit so hard that he flew out like a golf ball, crashed into the mountain and came out from the other side. Medea stepped on the crystal and flew up again to catch up. A sharp dagger protruded from the crystal armor gloves, and he punched through the shield and hit the abdomen.

The crystal rapier shattered when the shield was shattered, and the fist hit the brown-haired man's abdomen fiercely, and the magic armor was shattered by a point, making his face suddenly blue:

"Pfft..."

Just as she was about to chop off his head with her left sword, the burly man rushed over and knocked her away, so she missed the opportunity.

After landing, Medea looked at the burly man's fast-repairing earth-type armor with a bad expression. It was nothing, with slow reaction and low attack power, but it was very resistant to beatings.

Chapter 87 Aren’t You the Queen?

However, the brown-haired man was temporarily knocked out of combat capability by her blow. Thinking of this, Medea produced two long swords in her hands again, kicked off her foot and stabbed the sturdy man directly.

The strong man blocked the straight thrust with one arm, dodged the horizontal slash, turned sideways with a palm to push away Medea's slashing route, and turned sideways to dodge Medea's subsequent second sword.

But Medea turned over and chopped faster, and the sword struck hard at the connection between his arm guard and arm before he could retract his arm.

'Crack, poof! '

The sounds of magic armor shattering and sharp blades piercing flesh rang out at the same time. The surprise on the sturdy man's face was replaced by pain before it could fully show itself.

"what!!!"

Even though the sword failed to cut off his arm because of the earth-based armor, the wound was deep into the bone. The strong man stretched out his right hand and pinched the wound on his left arm. A faint golden light flashed on his palm to stop the bleeding.

Although his arm was saved, he has difficulty exerting force with this arm now. This shows that the two of them must work together, otherwise no one will have a chance of survival if they are separated and played one-on-one.

"Pfft...cough cough cough..."

The brown-haired man finally vomited out the contents of his stomach, and he looked at Medea with horror while holding his stomach:

"Aren't you the queen? Shouldn't a queen be lazy and ignorant? Why do you have so much combat experience?"

Hearing this, Medea shook his head, swung his sword and sighed, "I have been lazy in the past few years, otherwise it would have ended long ago."

"..."

They both felt that someone was showing off and had evidence.

"Have you rested? Let's continue."

Medea held the sword in both hands and took a stance, speaking like an honest, naive new warrior, with the demeanor of a gentleman who would not do anything to sneak attack others.