Release that Witch

Anna nodded and stretched the black fire into a silk thread, gently against the spar column.

The witches couldn't help but hold their breath. I saw that the areas where the two touched were soaring with green smoke. It was not the color of the smoke itself, but it showed a different shade of light under the green fire.

Black fire is embedded in the spar.

"How?" asked Tilly.

"It's a little hard, but I can cut it," Anna answered.

Suddenly, the "Hail" changed. With a crisp squeak, several cracks spread from the position where the black fire was embedded. Like the spider web, the entire column was covered in the blink of an eye. Almost at the same time, Sawyer propped up the barrier and wrapped the witches.

But the unexpected crack did not occur, and the broken spar collapsed like a fall, revealing a chilly core. The transparent cylinder consisted of two layers of structure, and the inside was a real ice crystal. In an instant, everyone felt the chill of the face, and the temperature around it dropped sharply.

Fortunately, Anna quickly maintained the temperature of the fall and brought it back to normal.

Under the black fire roasting, the ice crystals melt faster, the transparency also drops sharply, and the shape is no longer angular and angular, just like ordinary ice cubes shrink and melt. However, Tilly noticed that there was no water in the big pool on the ground, and the melted parts were all turned into smog, just like “Hail” never existed.

When all the ice crystals melted out, the woman who was sealed in it revealed the true body.

She still seems to be in a deep sleep, and her long hair and her robes are not soaked, and everything is no different from being frozen. Losing the support of the column, her body was unable to fall backwards, and then was held in her arms by the ashes.

"Are you still alive?"

"Although it is very weak, but the heartbeat has not stopped," the ashes pressed his hand on the other's chest. "This...is unbelievable."

It is indeed unbelievable. Tilly found that since she came to Bianbu Town, in less than a week, she has seen more incredible things than in the past year. However, she was also relieved and could survive in the extremely low temperature ice crystals. Its identity has been determined to be a witch.

This adventure is not nothing.

As for her name, her origins, and why she was trapped in the remains, these doubts can wait until I go back and ask slowly.

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Andrea was a little bored by the empty side, and looked at the bottom of the hole from time to time, hoping to see Tilly return in the first time.

There are no traces of the devil around the ruins. Even the evil beasts are rarely seen. Occasionally, the common wolf species or wild boar species emerge from the woods. Even before they open the bow, the nightingale has already nailed the dagger. On their heads.

The passage of time seems to have slowed down. Apart from her, all the people staying behind the hole are the helpers witches. Even if they want to find a personal chat, they can't do it. Although the woman named Wendy looked very kind, Andrea could not make the decision to take the initiative.

As a high-ranking aristocrat in the morning, elegance and restraint are essential qualities for unmarried women.

Forget it, still talk to the night owl, I heard that she had played with the ashes, and played well. Since it is to inquire about the information of the old rivals, it is not an initiative.

Well, this is just a necessary job.

She reached for the snow on her head and raised her head, but her heart suddenly jumped away and disappeared.

The woman, who has a golden curl and looks as elegant as a nobleman, has always been leaning on the basket, but now she has lost her sight. By the way, her ability seems to be hiding her body shape.

Thinking of this, Andrea calmed down and felt the sound around him. When the vision could not come in handy, the ears and nose were good helpers to capture the opponent's whereabouts.

Then she heard the footsteps of the fine ropes.

Is it a nightingale?

No, Andrea feels cold and upright. These footsteps are obviously not a person who can send out a group of people who are approaching here, just in the jungle ahead, only a hundred steps away from them! But when she looked around, her eyes were still calm, and even a figure could not be seen.

The footsteps are soon close at hand, hell, the enemy is transparent!

She just wanted to give an alarm, and a roar suddenly burst into her ear.

The fire shone in the air, and then the air shook, and a strange monster emerged. It had a narrow head and sharp eyes, which looked like a mutated cockroach, but with any insects. What is different is that it is walking upright.

The arrow from the rifle shattered its side face, and the black blood spurted out of the skull, almost splashing on Andrea.

The monster crashed to the ground, and then she saw the white cloak and hood fluttering at night.

Then there is the second shot!

Damn, I care about it! Andrea clenched her lips and she noticed it all earlier than herself.

She summoned the magic longbow, but did not know where to shoot, but had to slowly retreat back to the basket and stand with other witches.

Four shots and four monsters fell, all of which were a blow.

When the nightingale appeared again beside a monster, Andrea took up her weapon and walked quickly.

"what is this?"

"It's not the evil beast that is the devil," she crouched down and fiddled with the enemy's minions and handcuffs. "But from the blood color, it is more like a beast."

"When did you find them?"

"From the beginning of their appearance," the nightingale smiled. "In the fog, the magical brilliance of them is as conspicuous as the stars in the night sky."

"Can evil beasts also have this ability?" Andrea frowned.

The other person smiled a little, "Hey... probably a mixture of special ones."

At this time, the witch who went to the depths of the cave also returned to the ground. In addition to the original seven people, there was a blue-haired woman on the shoulder of the ashes.

"She is the helper in the ruins?" Andrea greeted the front.

“Yes,” Tilly nodded. “The details go to the Yuanwang and say, the longer I stay in this forest, the more uneasy I feel. Right, there is no dangerous situation on it?”

"There are a few strange mixed species of evil beasts, but they are all dead," the nightingale shrugged.

The hot air balloon quickly inflated and the basket passed over the top of the treetop and began to move towards the town. At this moment, Sylvie gave a cry, "Scorpio, what are the following? The evil beast?"

"Bad beast?" Andrea probe looked in the direction of the ruins, but did not see anything.

No, there is something moving on the ground. The body of the monster that had fallen to the ground suddenly lost half of it, and the black blood was trampled. Some dirt and snow can see strange twists, just like Look at things in a glass; it's hard to notice these changes if you don't look at them.

"It's the kind of strange hybrid," the nightingale said carelessly. "There are about a hundred or so, and they are rushing to the cave... Is it attracted by the big bug, want to have a meal?" I yawned, "But these have nothing to do with us."

(To be continued.)