If the demon flying in front noticed the change behind it, it still had a chance to avoid the Grim Reaper's gaze. Andrea had noticed during the test shooting that if the target was an inanimate object, such as a balloon floating in the wind, there was almost no chance of an accident. However, it was a different case for a sentient life form.
A living creature that realized that it might be in danger and changed its course was not within the range of her ability to detect it. As long as she fired the shot, the bullet would definitely land somewhere. Once she pulled the trigger, the corresponding landing point was already determined. If the target moved away from the predetermined point due to some subjective factor, it would be able to avoid the fatal shot.
Previously, from shooting to hitting the target, everything happened in a flash, so she had never missed. However, when the distance expanded to five kilometers, the process seemed a little too long.
Andrea was not surprised by this situation. After all, her ability was to pick the coin that would inevitably fall up, not to smear glue under the coin. If someone suddenly pulled away from the carpet at the bottom or touched the coin with their fingers, it would still fall down.
That was exactly what the flying team was prepared for.
Unfortunately, the demon was indifferent.
It was not that it was not vigilant enough. Even if it was only a few hundred meters in the air, the howling wind made it difficult to talk, not to mention the Devilbeasts were flying against the wind. Lightning had repeatedly tested this when she formulated the plan. The final conclusion was that as long as the two parties were more than ten meters apart, the sound of the bullet piercing through flesh would be completely drowned out by the wind.
This was also the reason why Andrea targeted the last demon first.
The large-caliber bullet drilled into the Devilbeast's abdomen and completely destroyed its internal organs. At the same time, the oblique bullet ruptured its abdomen, causing its internal organs to leak out and the Devilbeast to lose its ability to scream.
The demon did not notice the slightest anomaly and thus missed its only chance to escape.
A few seconds later, a bullet fell from the sky and smashed its chest, followed by the spine of the mount.
The Devilbeast in the middle of the team finally realized that something was wrong. However, with its low intelligence, it could not understand what was happening. Instinctively, it turned around and flew toward the Taquila.
In Andrea's eyes, it was no different from a dead creature.
She tossed the third coin that stood upright.
…
In the evening, the ark once again emerged from the ground.
According to the map drawn by the exploration group, the sniper team safely arrived at their resting point — the lower level of a cave that had naturally collapsed.
"There are actually dried Bird Beak Mushrooms here?" Amy exclaimed.
"I collected them, coo!" Maggie dug out a few glass bottles from under a rock. "There are even spices for barbecue!"
"Don't tell me you hid these things in every stronghold?"
"Of course," Lightning said proudly. "This is already considered simple. If we stayed in the Forest Pavilion, the food stored inside could probably support a banquet!"
"Forest Pavilion?" Sharon asked curiously, "Where's that?"
"A giant tree near the Impassable Mountain Range, coo. Its trunk is as thick as a castle." Maggie gestured. "We asked Leaf to build a roof on it and set up a drying field for dried meat, coo."
"I'm afraid His Majesty is the only one who can tolerate you stealing his refined salt and spices." Countess Spear rubbed her forehead. "These bottles alone are worth several Golden Dragon coins. If you were in other territories, the lord would definitely stew you."
The Chief Butler of Sleeping Island nodded in agreement.
"I didn't steal it!" Maggie protested. "I picked up those spices from the ground, coo!"
"Picked up?" Spear looked doubtful.
"Some of the spices would leak out from the buckets in the kitchen. I just collected them."
"Besides, we didn't take them for free," Lightning added. "In the Fjords, any explorer can get a handsome reward for the sea maps they draw. I've drawn many maps for His Majesty."
"In fact, His Majesty wouldn't blame you even if you emptied the kitchen," Sylvie interrupted weakly. "Collecting spices is nothing. I've seen Nightingale go to the kitchen six times a week and sweep away all the dried fish with honey sauce made by the chef. And not only the dried fish, but also the ones in His Majesty's study … "
The atmosphere suddenly became heavy.
"What in the study?"
Sylvie came to her senses at this moment. "Ah — no, nothing … I'm just starving. Let's start a fire and cook!"
Andrea's timely words dispelled everyone's curiosity.
"By the way … do you really want to find out Nightingale's secret?"
Thus, everyone extinguished their doubts in their minds and split up to get busy.
Sharon lit the firewood with an electric spark, Amy cut the mushrooms quickly, Phyllis and Ashes carried a wild boar back, and Spear Passi was still seasick … After a while, an alluring aroma spread in the cave.
Although there were fewer dishes than at the castle banquet, it was already a rare delicacy for pancakes and dried meat sticks that were commonly eaten in the wild.
Especially when Ashes used the little fat under the belly of the wild boar to fry it and sprinkled it on the half-burnt mushroom and meat skewers, everyone couldn't help but drool.
In the end, the wild boar was completely eaten, not even its hooves were spared.
After filling their stomachs, they quickly fell asleep after a day's work, leaving only the most energetic Extraordinaries and the God's Punishment Witches to keep watch.
"I'll keep watch for the first half of the night." Ashes added two pieces of firewood to the fire. "Princess Tilly said that although you don't have enough sleep, you'll be affected more if you don't get enough rest."
"If it's serious, you might even lose control of this body," Phyllis admitted frankly. "But it's still early, so it's okay to sleep later."
Ashes nodded and said no more. She wasn't a talkative person. Even in front of Tilly, she mostly listened and shared.
For a moment, only the crackling of the fire and the breathing of the witches could be heard in the cave.
"They're so close," Phyllis murmured, looking at the sleeping girl beside her. "I'm afraid you can't find such close companions in the Taquila era."
Ashes followed Phyllis's gaze and saw Lightning sprawled on a piece of animal skin, with Maggie curled up on her belly. Maggie's white hair spread out like a silk quilt covering the two of them, looking very warm.
She couldn't help but smile. "She wasn't like this from the beginning. Before she was accepted by the witches, she lived alone like a pigeon for several years and almost lost the ability to speak. At that time, even the slightest sound could make her panic, let alone being intimate with others. "
"I just don't know if we'll see such intimacy again in the future …" Phyllis lowered her eyelids. "I hope this Battle of Divine Will will change."
"Why do you say that?" Ashes asked, raising her eyebrows. Although she didn't want to ask too many questions, she couldn't help but ask, "Won't the common enemy make us more united?"
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