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Anna nodded, stretched the Blackfire into a thread, and gently pressed it against the crystal pillar.
The witches couldn't help but hold their breath, only to see a burst of green smoke rise from the point of contact between the two – it wasn't the color of the smoke itself, but rather a different color under the reflection of the green fire.
The Blackfire was embedded in the crystal.
"How is it?" Tilly asked.
"It's a little strenuous, but it can be cut," Anna replied.
Suddenly, the "ice coffin" changed, followed by a crisp cracking sound, several cracks spread from the place where the Blackfire was embedded, like a spider web, in the blink of an eye covered the entire pillar. Almost at the same time, Shavi propped up a barrier, wrapping the witches inside.
However, the expected explosion did not happen. The broken crystal collapsed piece by piece, revealing the core that was emitting cold air. This transparent pillar was actually composed of two layers, and the inner layer was a real ice crystal. In an instant, everyone felt a chill in their faces, and the surrounding temperature plummeted.
Fortunately, Anna quickly maintained the falling temperature and brought it back to a normal state.
Under the baking of the Blackfire, the ice crystal melted faster, its transparency also sharply decreased, and its shape no longer had edges and corners, shrinking and melting like ordinary ice cubes. But Tilly noticed that there was no large puddle of water on the ground, the melted part had all turned into smoke and drifted away, as if the "ice coffin" had never existed.
When all the ice crystals melted, the real body of the woman sealed inside was revealed.
She seemed to be still in a deep sleep, her long hair and robe were not wet, everything was no different from when she was frozen. Without the support of the pillar, her body weakly fell backwards, and then Ashes held her in her arms.
"Are you still alive?"
"Although it's very weak, her heart hasn't stopped beating," Ashes pressed her hand on the other's chest, "This … is unbelievable."
It was indeed incredible, Tilly found that ever since she had come to Border Town, in less than a week, she had seen more incredible things than she had seen in the past year. However, she was also a little relieved. Being able to survive in the extremely low temperature of the ice crystals, her identity had most likely been confirmed – she was a witch.
At least this risky move wasn't for nothing.
As for her name, where she came from, and why she was trapped in the ruins, these questions could wait until they returned.
*****
Andrea was a little bored as she stood guard beside the hole. From time to time, she would glance at the bottom of the hole, hoping to see Tilly return as soon as possible.
There were no traces of demons around the ruins, and even demonic beasts were rarely seen. Occasionally, some common wolves or wild boars would emerge from the woods. Before they could even draw their bows, Nightingale had already nailed her dagger into their heads.
The passage of time seemed to slow down. Except for her, all the witches guarding the hole were witches from the Witch Cooperation Association. Even if she wanted to find someone to pass the time, it was impossible. Although the woman named Vendy looked very kind, Andrea still couldn't make up her mind to take the initiative to talk to her.
As an upper-class noble of the Kingdom of Dawn, elegance and modesty were essential qualities for an unmarried lady.
Forget it, it was better to talk to Nightingale. She heard that Nightingale and Ashes had fought, and they were evenly matched. Since it was to inquire about the information of an old rival, it wasn't considered taking the initiative to talk.
Well, it was just a necessary job.
She reached out to pat the snow off her head and looked up, but her heart suddenly jumped – Nightingale was gone.
The woman with golden curls, who looked like an elegant noble, had been leaning against the side of the basket, but now she was nowhere to be seen. That's right, her ability seemed to be to hide herself.
Thinking of this, Andrea calmed down and felt the surrounding sounds. When vision couldn't be used, ears and nose were good helpers in tracking the opponent's whereabouts.
Then she heard the sound of soft footsteps.
Was it Nightingale?
No, Andrea felt her hair stand on end. These footsteps obviously couldn't be made by one person – a group of people was approaching, in the forest ahead, only a hundred steps away from her! However, as far as she could see, it was still calm, and not a single person could be seen.
The sound of the footsteps was very close. Damn it, the enemy was transparent!
She was just about to sound the alarm when a roar suddenly bloomed in her ears.
Flames suddenly appeared in mid-air, and then the air shook, and a strange monster emerged – it had a long and narrow head and two sharp sickles, looking like a mutated mantis, but unlike any other insect, it walked upright.
The arrow shot from the flintlock shattered the side of its face, and black blood spurted from its skull, almost splashing Andrea.
The monster crashed to the ground, and then she saw Nightingale's fluttering white cloak and hood.
Then there was a second gunshot!
Damn it, I was too careless! Andrea bit her lips, she had noticed it earlier than she did.
She summoned her magic longbow, but she didn't know where to shoot, so she slowly retreated to the side of the basket and stood with the other witches.
Four gunshots, and four monsters fell, all killed in one shot.
When Nightingale appeared next to a monster, Andrea put away her weapon and quickly walked over.
"What's this?"
"It's either a demonic beast or a devil." She squatted down and fiddled with the enemy's claws and sickles, "But from the color of the blood, it's more like a demonic beast."
"When did you find them?"
"From the moment they appeared," Nightingale smiled, "in the fog, their magic radiance was as conspicuous as the stars in the night sky."
"Can demonic beasts also have this ability?" Andrea frowned.
The other party's smile froze, "Uh … maybe mixed species are special."
At this time, the witches who went to the depths of the cave also returned to the surface. In addition to the original seven witches, there was also a blue-haired woman on Ashes's shoulder.
"Is she the one who asked for help in the ruins?" Andrea stepped forward and asked.
"That's right," Tilly nodded, "I'll tell you the details on the Hawk Gazer. The longer we stay in this forest, the more uneasy I feel. By the way, did we encounter any dangerous situations up there? "
"There were a few strange mixed species of demonic beasts, but they're all dead," Nightingale shrugged.
The hot air balloon quickly inflated and rose into the sky. The basket crossed the treetops and began to move in the direction of the town. At this moment, Sylvie let out a cry of alarm, "Heavens, what are those things down there? Demonic beasts? "
"Demonic beasts?" Andrea looked in the direction of the ruins, but she didn't see anything.
That's not right, there was indeed something moving on the ground. The corpse of the monster that had originally fallen to the ground was suddenly missing half its body, and the black bloodstains were trampled on and scattered. Some strange twisting movements could be seen at the junction of the mud and snow, as if they were looking through a glass. If one didn't look carefully, it would be difficult to notice these changes.
"It's those strange mixed species again," Nightingale said carelessly, "There are about a hundred of them, and they're all fighting to be the first to run into the cave … Could it be that they were attracted by that big worm and want to eat their fill?" She yawned, "But this has nothing to do with us."
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