In the early morning, everyone packed up their camping items and set off again.
Roland also discovered a detail: Even if they sleep in the wilderness, the witches' faces will not lose their color at all, and he obviously can't do that. You don't need to look in the mirror to guess that your hair must be messed up, his face is bloodless due to insomnia, his skin is half-dried with sweat, and it feels slightly sticky to the touch. . He didn't relieve the discomfort until after a brief rinse with drinking water from the pouch.
Roland began to miss the running water system and spacious showers in the castle.
Half an hour later, Yaowang arrived at the predetermined location on the side of the snow-capped mountain according to the instructions of the lightning. Hovering over the wide sea, the group could already see the scene behind the mountain.
As Lightning said, the back of the snow-capped mountain was shrouded in red fog, the fog pressure was very low, and the closer to the ground, the richer the color. In order to see further, Roland let the hot air balloon continue to rise, and the land at the end of the field of vision spread out a little bit.
"Did you find anything?" He looked at Sylvie.
The latter shook his head, "No, the distance is too far, it is beyond the observation range of the Eye of Reality."
"Let's get closer after Soraya draws the scene here," Roland said.
While Soraya was drawing pictures, he also observed the coastal line with a telescope. Except for the cliffs and rocky beaches along the coast, there are no man-made structures such as docks and docks. It seems that even if there are devils, they have never thought of building ships and attacking Greycastle from the sea. The observation made him a little relieved.
As the hot air balloon slowly approached the land, Sylvie finally began to report what she had seen about ten miles away from the sea. She found a pile of buildings made of black stones, in the shape of a triangle, resembling spires.
"It's just like the mirage I saw in the wild," Wendy couldn't help but exclaimed, "It really is the devil's territory!"
"But the height is obviously wrong," Soraya frowned. "The spires in the mirage are all 100 meters high, and it is impossible for them to be covered by the red mist. They should be higher than the rolling mountains."
"Maybe what you saw is the devil's city, and this is just the devil's village?" Anna guessed.
So the devil has a complete and unique urban system, belongs to a higher evolutionary group, and is keen to expand and kill? Roland thought to himself, please, don't be like this, "What's in those spires?"
"Well... most of the spires are empty, some seem to be filled with liquid... Wait," Sylvie was stunned, then dared not speak, "Come on, the devil has found us!"
"Discovered?" Roland raised his observation mirror and glanced at it, but it was still dark red, and he couldn't see anything clearly.
"They're moving," Sylvie shouted nervously. "It turned out that they were all buried in the ground before, and only exposed the pipes on their backs. Over there... a devil flew up!"
"Wendy, retreat at full speed!" Roland ordered.
The gust of wind blew quickly, and the hot air balloon that moved suddenly made the gondola tilt, and the taut rope made a creaking sound.
However, Sylvie's warning made everyone feel a chill.
"Two devils are coming towards us, and the mounts they ride can fly!"
Heck, these guys actually have flying mounts? Roland's eyes widened. This is simply unreasonable. If you want to be able to carry a sturdy man, how big should the mount be
But it didn't take long before he caught two black dots from his field of vision. Looking at it with a lookout mirror, I saw that the mounts under their crotch were sharp-billed and fangs, and their bodies were hairless, and they were not hooked at all with birds. If I read it right... These are actually two mixed-species demon beasts!
"Drop the height and land as soon as possible," Roland squeezed out a few words from between his teeth.
This is careless, I didn't expect that the devil has the ability to pursue in the air, and the only one who can fight in the sky is Lightning. But looking at her pale face, she knew there was no chance of winning this battle. Once caught up, even if the other party only uses the collision method to attack the balloon, it will kill the witches. Even if the coating can resist the impact and bite of the evil beast, under the violent shaking, everyone is likely to be thrown out of the basket , hit the sea like a stone.
And at this height, the sea water is no different from the land.
At this time, the devil was getting closer and closer to the hot air balloon, and without the need for a lookout glass, Roland could already see the huge wings of the hybrid demon beast and the burly enemy on his back.
"Watch out," Sylvie screamed again, "they're ready to throw spears!"
Hearing this warning, he suddenly remembered the encounter scene that Ye Zi described. The enemy took Chi Tong's life in this way in an instant.
He didn't see the devil's swollen arm, or even the spear that was coming. At the same time as Sylvie issued a warning, Anna had already stretched out her hands and controlled the black fire to spread into a thin piece, covering it in front of the hanging basket. .
Then there were two loud bangs.
Anna groaned and took two steps back. The black fire shattered like glass, and the spear only had a half-burning iron rod, tumbling and falling towards the sea.
She blocked the attack with a dense curtain of black fire.
The witches breathed a sigh of relief, only Roland's anxious ability operation method would greatly consume Anna's magic power. When smelting steel with her, Roland had noticed that if it was only heated or cut, the huge magic power in her body would hardly dry up, but once it expanded to the macro level, when it affected objects as a dense whole, the level of magic power consumption would increase. times increased. For example, if the black fire is used as a furnace, the outer wall that prevents the molten steel from overflowing will speed up the consumption of magic power. If the black fire furnace is to be lifted up, even Anna can't hold on for a few minutes.
Obviously, the blocking just now cost her a lot. If she comes back twice, she may not be able to maintain the heat.
The devil also seemed to be shocked by this scene. Instead of launching a follow-up attack immediately, he swept the hot air balloon from both sides, as if waiting for the next charge. For the first time, Roland also witnessed the enemy's hideous appearance at close range, which was exactly the same as in the photo. They wore demonic beast headgear, their eyes were covered with crimson crystal pieces, and a leather tube was attached to the chin, which went around the neck and led to the back. carapace.
During this period, the witches took out their pistols to fight back. However, when the basket was constantly shaking, it was almost impossible to hit a fast-moving enemy. After two rounds of bullets, none of the shots hit the target.
At this moment, the devil's arms swelled up again, and this time, they chose to attack back and forth.
Anna didn't even have time to observe the enemy behind her. The black fire she summoned could only cover one side. Roland could clearly see the devil throw his right arm at her, but he couldn't see the trajectory of the spear. Almost subconsciously, he pushed away Anna, who was facing away from him. Then, as if his shoulder was hit by a hammer, he flew backwards and hit the wall of the hanging basket.
An excruciating pain nearly tore him apart, followed by a strong sense of dizziness, as if consciousness were drifting away from him.
Roland gritted his teeth and looked sideways, and saw a huge gap in his shoulders. The ventilation holes on the hanging basket behind him were enough to show the power of the blow.
The half of the arm that was completely torn by this round of attack was falling on the corner of the hanging basket, and the blood that kept flowing quickly stained the clothes red.
"No!" Nightingale's heart-wrenching cry was the last sound he heard before he lost consciousness. (., Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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