...
Deafening roars could be heard everywhere.
Zero could only hear faint screams and cries of pain in the gaps.
In front of them was the shield formation formed by the Scourge, and behind them was the slowly advancing Judgement Army. This formation was originally rehearsed to deal with the attack of demonic beasts, but the giant shield was equally effective against crossbows and flintlocks. The iron shield as thick as a finger was enough to block the volley of crossbows, and Timothy's imitation flintlocks could not penetrate it. The only drawback was that it was too heavy, and only the God's Punishment Army could carry it in battle.
But now it was ineffective.
From time to time, a Scourge would be smashed into two by the whizzing iron balls, and the people behind them would also suffer. Soon, a mist of blood would float up from the wounds. The warriors who did not die on the spot would hold their internal organs or hands and feet and wail in pain, constantly wearing down the morale of their comrades.
"We can't go on like this. Let the God's Punishment Army charge!" The deputy shouted.
"Yes, Lord Soli." Another commander clenched his fists. "The iron balls can only advance in a straight line, and they can't be shot fast. The right thing to do is to disperse. We can't be targets anymore! "
"I got it. Pass down my order. Disperse the formation and charge! "
Zero heard Soli Dahl give the order to attack.
But at this moment, a new weapon joined the battlefield.
Its sound was like incessant raindrops, and also like the buzzing sound of metal clashing. The front line was suddenly covered by the raised smoke and dust, and the charging warriors fell to the ground like wheat being cut down. Zero could not even see where the attack came from.
The commanders' faces suddenly turned pale.
Everyone knew that the outcome of this battle had been decided.
Suddenly, Zero heard an air-piercing hissing sound. It was sharp and stealthy, like the hissing of a viper.
Danger!
She turned her eyes to the direction of the sound and subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but she remembered that this body did not belong to her.
Unfortunately, Soli Dahl was not as vigilant as she was.
An iron ball fell from midair and smashed into the ground right in front of him. Then, it leaped up high and brushed past him.
Zero felt her vision spin, and then she fell to the ground.
Blood kept gushing out from Soli's shoulder. The place where his arm should have been was now empty. He clenched his teeth to prevent himself from screaming in pain.
The people around him hurriedly surrounded him.
[Your Eminence! "
"My God, God bless, your hand …"
[Retreat! Let them all retreat! "
[Take Lord Soli with you and leave this place. I'll bring up the rear! "
The memory was cut short.
Zero opened her eyes. The God's Stone prism and the Pivotal Secret Temple appeared before her eyes again.
So that's what happened. She lowered her head and couldn't help but open her mouth.
If that was the case, everything made sense.
Why was Roland Wimbledon able to become the new King of Graycastle from an unknown Border Lord in just a year and a half? Why was he able to defeat the Duke's Knight Regiment and the Second Prince's Crazed Army in battle? Why was he able to conquer the King's City within a day? These were the reasons.
The continuous roars and the smell of gunpowder all proved that they were a new type of firearm — Timothy's imitation snow powder tube, which couldn't even touch Roland's fur.
If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, Zero would never have imagined that snow powder weapons could exert such great power.
Of course, she didn't believe that this was a secret passed down in the Wimbledon family. Otherwise, Timothy and Garcia would have known about it.
There was no doubt that Roland had encountered something in Border Town that allowed him to achieve what he had today.
Perhaps it was a hermit family that had mastered ancient secret skills. Since the disintegration of the Union, they had lost contact with some of the builders who had helped the local people. There were many skilled craftsmen among them, so it was possible that they had invented these exquisite tools.
Or perhaps it was a relic hidden in the depths of the Impassable Mountain Range. The history books in the library mentioned that there were some strange relics of unknown origin at the edge of the Barbarian Land. The final split of the Union was also caused by the discovery of an underground labyrinth.
But she was more inclined to believe that it was the ability of a certain witch that could make ordinary snow powder extremely deadly.
Because of this, Prince Roland changed his previous attitude and began to recruit witches and help them clear their grievances.
But it didn't matter... No matter what the reason was, Roland Wimbledon must know it clearly.
As long as she could devour Roland, she would definitely know the ins and outs of these weapons.
"Lady... Zero?" The captain of the guards at the exit of the cage could not help but worry when he saw that she had not moved for a long time.
Zero suppressed the excitement in her heart and slowly walked out of the cage until the corners of her mouth had completely calmed down. "I'm fine. Inform the intelligence agency and ask them to recall all the Pure Witches in the Kingdom of Dawn."
"All?" The captain was stunned. "But the plan you made before..."
"The final battle is about to begin," Zero said word by word. "I want to see each and every one of them."
There was no doubt that the situation in the Kingdom of Dawn was insignificant compared to the things in Roland's head.
It had great power, amazing shooting range, and could be used by ordinary people. Just thinking about it, one could understand its significance.
If this weapon could be equipped on a large scale before the arrival of the Bloody Moon, the Holy City would have a much higher chance of winning against the demons.
And she could also get closer to the Divine Will.
*****
Deepvalley Town, Northern Region of Graycastle.
After dinner, Iffy returned to her bedroom in the castle and could not help yawning. In the past half a month, apart from carrying out the tooth extraction operation, she had not been idle after arriving at the town. First, she helped the First Army guard the camp, and then she followed Edith and the others to Coldwind Ridge to relocate the local residents. Although she was very busy, her life was quite fulfilling.
When she calmed down, she found that the non-combat witches did have their own unique advantages. Apart from ability, she was no different from most ordinary people.
During their daily interactions, she was gradually accepted by the members of the Witch Union. Maggie, for the first time ever, even greeted her when they were on guard duty, although Lightning, who was standing beside her, did not seem to be happy about it.
Iffy did not expect Maggie to forgive her. Instead, she planned to make up for the mistakes she had made in the past with actions. She did not even care whether she could become a sister in the end. Everything she did was to atone for her sins.
To atone for her only friend, Annie.
Just as Iffy was about to go to bed, someone knocked on the door.
She opened the door and was surprised to find that it was the leader of Sleeping Island, Lady Tilly Wimbledon.
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