It was the first time that Sylvie had seen such an incredible way of moving.
Ice crystals condensed in front of her, as if paving a mirror-like path. Not only that, but the path seemed to be carrying her forward. In the blink of an eye, she was already close to the back of the first Devilbeast.
Agatha stretched out her hands, and the surrounding green land was suddenly covered with white frost. There were even snowflakes floating in the air! The Devilbeast let out a scream and flapped its wings, trying to fly up, but it found that it could not move — its thick limbs had been frozen to the ground. Ice crystals climbed up along its legs and feet, quickly covering its torso and wings.
Almost at the same time, Maggie rushed forward, opened her bloody mouth, and bit the neck of another Devilbeast that was still dancing. The latter panicked and tried to break free, but the difference in size between the two was too great. It was like a cub that had not yet left the nest and was suppressed by an adult beast. With a twist of her head, Maggie completely broke the Devilbeast's neck. The Devilbeast's body convulsed, and only its tail was still swaying. It smashed the Devilbeast, whose body had been frozen into ice, into pieces.
At this time, the third Devilbeast reacted. Although it did not understand why the "same kind" would suddenly kill each other, it knew that the situation was not good. It spread its meter-long wings and directly soared into the air —
But it was too late.
Agatha followed closely behind and also "flew".
In other words, she was walking in the air.
The ice crystals extended along with the Devilbeast, and in the blink of an eye, a bridge was built straight into the air — Agatha ran up the ice bridge, and soon the target was within the range of her magic power.
Sylvie could not help but cover her mouth.
The ice bridge was like a flexible viper, biting the tail of the Devilbeast, and then turning it into an ice sculpture.
Probably because the end of the raised ice bridge could not bear such a heavy object, it cracked and broke. The falling Agatha was caught by Maggie, and the ice sculpture fell heavily to the ground and immediately broke into pieces.
From the time Agatha walked out of the forest to the time when all three demonic beasts were killed, it was less than 20 breaths.
This was the fighting style of Senior Witches!
Sylvie could not help but envy Agatha.
...
Kacha.
Nightingale checked the bullets and closed the cartridge.
Just now, she heard Leaf's warning: the enemy has changed. Operation Melting Point will be changed to Plan II.
This meant that Iffy's task had been canceled, and she had to do it now.
Of course, the most important thing was to create an opportunity for Anna to release the Sigil of God's Will.
As soon as she thought of Anna, Roland's request came to Nightingale's mind.
"No matter what, you have to bring her back. "
"I'm counting on you. "
She clutched her chest and bit her lips hard.
This mission should have been completed easily, but she found that there was a hidden emotion in her heart that was hard to describe.
Now that the mission had unexpectedly become thorny, this emotion gradually expanded.
If things were really that bad, did that mean that Anna might also …
No, absolutely not — unless she died. Nightingale shook her head and suppressed the surging, chilling thoughts into the depths of her heart. Roland had solemnly entrusted this task to her, and she must not let him down. Even without this instruction, she would not be able to pass this hurdle.
In a sense, Anna was the savior of all the witches of the Witch Cooperation Association.
If there was really an oversight because of this reason, she would never forgive herself for the rest of her life.
"The enemy is coming!"
Leaf's voice rang in her ears. Nightingale cheered up and went in the direction Leaf had pointed.
The world of fog was often cold and monotonous. Things that had nothing to do with magic power were twisted lines and ever-changing black and white blocks. This was the first time that Nightingale had seen such rich and mottled colors.
Apart from the green forest background, two Mad Demons had a dim yellow luster on their arms and a light blue inside their bodies. The other two should be the Fearsome Demons that Leaf had warned them about. Their magic power was much stronger, and there seemed to be multiple magic vortexes in their bodies, the most obvious one being on their heads.
There was also a Senior Demon that they needed to keep an eye on. If the intelligence was right, it should be monitoring the situation in the forest.
There was no doubt that the Fearsome Demon, which could cause panic, should be the first target to be eliminated.
— Before they opened their eyes.
When all four demons had passed through their hiding positions, Nightingale held the gun with both hands and leaped forward. She covered a distance of more than ten meters in an instant and pointed the muzzle directly at the back of a Fearsome Demon's head!
At such a close distance, she did not even need to get out of the fog. As long as she was not unlucky, the gun barrel would not be cut in half by the lines that suddenly appeared.
Gunpowder and gas sprayed out with a loud roar.
In the black and white world, the target's head suddenly swelled up as if an unstoppable bullet had rushed into its skull, directly blowing its entire head into five or six pieces. Black and white flesh and residue burst forward, followed by a cloud of red mist rising into the sky. Only then did Nightingale notice that the Red Mist pipe was directly buried in its body.
Another Fearsome Demon turned its head abruptly, and the bloody scar on its face opened up. Just when it was about to reveal its true face, a few vines suddenly hung down from the top of the tree, wrapped around its head, and pulled it back. At this time, the two Mad Demons happened to hear the gunshot and turned around. Their eyes met, and for a moment, they froze in place, their bodies trembling.
Without hesitation, Nightingale rewarded the remaining three bullets to the Fearsome Demon that Leaf had forcibly turned its head away. Anna also jumped out from her hiding place, and while the Mad Demons had not recovered from their shock, she directly used her Blackfire to directly cut them into pieces.
"Watch out!"
Lightning, who had been in the air luring the enemy, suddenly shouted.
As soon as Nightingale looked up, she found that a giant sword was slashing towards her!
Instinctively, she wanted to escape into the fog, but found that the enemy who was waving the sword reached out to her. The black and white world that had already emerged was instantly shattered!
What kind of ability was this! How could it interrupt magic?
Nightingale had no time to dodge. As the sword was about to fall, a black curtain suddenly spread over her head — not so much a curtain, but rather a very smooth mirror, and she could even see her surprised expression reflected on it.
This was … … Blackfire!
"Clang!"
The giant sword hit the Blackfire fiercely. A look of pain appeared on Anna's face, and her body also trembled, but the Blackfire still did not disappear.
This time, Nightingale no longer hesitated. She hugged Anna, summoned the fog again, and in one breath, more than 20 meters away.
The armored demon also slowly landed on the ground.
The death of its companion did not seem to have any effect on it. It calmly raised the giant sword with strange patterns engraved on it, and suddenly madly poured magic into the sword —
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