Release that Witch

There have been several horns before, and dozens of evil beasts have been attacking the border, and the militia team has been able to respond skillfully.

So Roland was not flustered. He announced that he had interrupted training and let Wendy and lightning return to the castle to rest. Anna protected Nanava from medical treatment and waited for the injured. She and the nightingale rushed to the wall.

Unexpectedly, the lightning protested. "As an explorer, I have been in the Western China for so long. I haven’t seen the large-scale evil beast attacking myself. I said that I am going to be right. I am asking to go together!"

Roland did not hesitate to reject the other party's protests, and told Wendy to be optimistic about lightning, and she was strictly forbidden to run around in the ravages of evil animals.

Then he looked at the nightingale, who nodded and grabbed Roland's hand and stepped into the fog and marched straight toward the wall. Since knowing that the nightingale could bring the contact object into the fog, Roland immediately became fascinated. This type of travel. Straight through the obstacles, ignoring the terrain, a few meters in a step, quite a bit of a place to enjoy the pleasure of my trip.

Arriving at the foot of the city wall, Roland found a corner of no one to get out of the fog and walked on the line of defense alone. The wilderness in the distance was white, and he did not see the scene of the beast attacking. Is this a false positive? Not only did he think so, but the militia team that was in place was also arguing.

The prince found the iron axe, only to find that he was looking at the distance with a serious face, still holding the horn in his hand.

"Is it your alarm?"

"Yes, Your Highness, look..." His voice is much more dry than usual. "The guy is coming."

that guy? Roland looked far and wide, and saw a black spot at the end of the line of sight, even in a pure white background, it is difficult to find. According to regulations, the collection horn will only be blown if it is determined that the patrol cannot solve it. But as an experienced hunter, the iron axe must have his reason.

"It's a hybrid," he swallowed. "The one I met six years ago."

Is it? Roland frowned. In theory, the evil beasts would die when they attacked the long-song fortress. They had no IQ, and there was no concept of retreat in their minds. The fortress has never been broken, but it has not died, but still lived six years later? His mind faintly raised an unpredictable hunch.

However, such a long distance, I can only see the black spots faintly, but the iron axe can clearly distinguish the type of evil beast, this vision is too amazing. Perhaps, he is wrong, the prince thought.

The evil beast did not make Roland wait too long, it began to move closer to the wall, and soon everyone noticed this unique goal.

It doesn't look as big as the previous hybrid. At first glance, it looks like a magnified version of the feline, but it has a pair of fleshy wings on the back and covers the sides of the torso when unexpanded. The head is similar to a lion, but with two pairs of eyes - if the extra pair of eyes is not decorated, it can capture the movements in most of the rear range without turning around.

Carter and several hunters have already installed ammunition and are waiting.

The lion-type hybrid does not rush straight up, it stops outside the range of the bow and looks around.

This distance is within the effective range of the rifle, but the probability of a first hit is almost zero.

It didn't take long for it to suddenly jump to the left and the wings opened, making the huge body soar. As the iron axe said, it can fly or glides over short distances. After turning over the obstacles, the mixed species of evil beasts quickly ran towards the unguarded area at the western end of the wall.

Roland groaned in the heart and did not know the test. It is the proof of possession of intelligence that can be judged by observing the strength of the opponent and choosing to be weak. This is precisely what the beast lacks. They occasionally attack the prey's weaknesses, but that is the inheritance of thousands of years of instinct. When faced with unknown opponents, they have no way to judge, let alone a comprehensive analysis of multiple objectives.

What does it mean to have intelligence? With its excellent brain and outstanding endurance, human beings have come to the top of the biological chain from the **** prairie. Roland didn't dare to think about it anymore. He recruited and let the chief knight follow himself. Other hunters attacked the evil beast with the iron axe.

After it ran to the unmanned section, it leaped straight up, easily turned over the wall, and then ran towards the residential area, completely seeing the Orion as nothing.

"Animals!" Roland yelled. "The people in the second wall of the militia team came with me. The substitute team was on top and temporarily guarded the wall!"

At this time, he has not considered that the militia team has only received the local stabbing training. It is likely that the movement will cause the team to be out of touch and be attacked by the evil beast. Carter also led the guards to follow the prince. Their individual combat power is the strongest, and they can fill the gaps that may arise at any time. The last part of the team is the firearms team led by the iron axe.

After entering the old district, the line of sight was blocked by a single building, and the road was narrow and covered with snow, and the actions of the people were greatly restricted. Roland did not dare to disperse the search. He could only walk through the criss-crossing alleys, hoping to find traces of evil beasts.

He regretted not bringing the lightning over. If a witch was scouting in the air, a group of people would not come and go like a headless fly.

After searching for about a quarter of an hour, the screams of the townspeople suddenly came from the depths of the alley.

The team immediately adjusted its direction and made rapid progress toward the sound source. Thanks to the fact that the militia are mostly residents of the old districts, with a clear purpose, they skillfully cross the trails and even pass through the backyards of others. When he arrived at the scene, Roland saw that one person was bitten into two pieces, and the internal organs were scattered all over the place, apparently dead.

"God... is an iron fork, I know him!"

"Damn, is it running?"

"Beware! Look to the right!" Suddenly someone shouted. The voice did not fall, a black shadow plucked from the wooden house on the right side, accompanied by scattered pieces of wood, which ran into the wall of the wooden house and plunged into the ranks of the squadron. The front paws pressed a militia and bite. .

The iron axe first reacted. He wanted to shoot with a gun, but found that the four scattered militiamen blocked the alley and had no suitable fire opportunity. They had to crowd the crowd and walk toward the target step by step. Other hunters have also found the same problem. They have clipped their guns under their armpits, jumped up and buckled the eaves, and climbed the roof two or three times.

The mixed species did not care about the long guns that pierced themselves. It opened its wings and blocked the panic of the people. When the militiaman who was covered in blood was ready to jump, the gun rang.

A few black blood flowers suddenly appeared on the monster.

The mixture that was hit by the lead shot roared angrily. It opened its prey, opened its wings and wanted to rush to the hunter on the roof, and the iron axe just squeezed out the crowd. He quickly shot the gun in front of the evil beast. Buckle the trigger.

Almost the face of the shot did not miss the possibility, the gunpowder gas even sprayed on the monster's nose. The sub-popping speed is not reduced, straight through the target's eyes and penetrate into the skull.

The mixed species of evil spirits are all stiff and fall to the ground.