I Became a Witch in a World Full of Urban Legends

In the dark hallways, her eyes glistened a pale blue, and the dazzling silver armor that was wrapped around her body illuminated the dark, dingy hallways of the office.

Stepping forward, Jiangli pierced through several shadows and apparitions that flew and pounced at her with her sword.

As the blade connected with their bodies, pained, gloomy wails echoed down the eerie corridors.

Her sword tore through the darkness with an intense silver light, leaving behind silver arcs of energy that burnt through the shadows. Follow current novᴇls on novel⸺fire.net

The arc of silver light pierced through a shadow, causing it to explode in an instant. Its dark blood, like ink, splashed down onto the floor.

With each slash, the arc of silver would slash across the walls, leaving deep cuts on the peeling wallpaper.

Jiangli’s body phased down the corridor rapidly, and wherever she passed, she would tear through a shadowy apparition one after another with ease.

There was no hesitation nor panic with every single step of hers.

Her blade was sharp, precise, and graceful. On the tip of her blade dripped a poisonous liquid – even Gods will writhe in pain when coming into contact with a Hydra’s poison.