Chapter 337 Rescue

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

All the witches held their breath involuntarily, and saw bursts of green smoke rising from the part where the two touched—it was not the color of the smoke itself, but it showed different colors of light and dark under the reflection of the green fire.

The black fire is embedded in the spar.

"How is it?" Tilly asked.

"It's a bit laborious, but it can be cut," Anna replied.

Suddenly, the "ice coffin" changed. With a crisp click sound, several cracks spread from the position where the black fire was embedded, covering the entire cylinder like a spider web in the blink of an eye. Almost at the same time, Shawei set up a barrier to envelop the witches.

But the expected explosion did not happen, and the shattered spar collapsed piece by piece, revealing the core exuding cold air—this transparent column actually consists of two layers of structure, and the inside is a real ice crystal. In an instant, everyone felt the chill coming to their faces, and the temperature around them dropped sharply.

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

Under the baking of the black fire, the ice crystals melted faster, their transparency dropped sharply, and their shapes were no longer sharp and angular, shrinking and melting like ordinary ice cubes. However, Tilly noticed that there was no large pool of water on the ground, and all the melted parts turned into smoke and drifted away, as if the "ice coffin" had never existed.

When all the ice crystals melted away, the woman sealed inside revealed her real body.

She seemed to be still in a deep sleep, her long hair and robe showed no signs of being soaked, and everything was no different from when she was frozen. Without the support of the pillar, her body fell backwards weakly, and was hugged by Ashes.

"Still alive?"

"Although it's very weak, but the heartbeat hasn't stopped," Ashes pressed his hands on the other's chest, "This...is unbelievable."

It was really unbelievable. Tilly found that since she came to Border Town, in less than a week, she saw more unbelievable things than in the previous year. However, she was also slightly relieved. She was able to survive in the extremely low-temperature ice crystals, and her identity had almost been confirmed—the other party was a witch.

This risky move was not for nothing.

As for her name, her origin, and why she was trapped in the ruins, these doubts can be asked slowly after returning.

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Andrea stood by the hole a little bored, looking at the bottom of the hole from time to time, hoping to see Tilly return as soon as possible.

There were no traces of devils around the ruins, and even evil beasts were rarely seen. Occasionally, the only ones that popped out of the woods were common wolves or wild boars. Even before they had time to draw their bows, Nightingale had already nailed the dagger to the ground. on their heads.

The passage of time seemed to slow down. Except for her, all the witches staying at the entrance of the cave were witches from the mutual aid society. Even if they wanted to find someone to chat with, they couldn't pass the time. Even though the woman named Wendy seemed very kind, Andrea was still unsure about taking the initiative to talk to her.

As an upper-class aristocrat in Chenxi, elegance and restraint are essential qualities for an unmarried lady.

Forget it, let's talk to Nightingale, I heard that she once fought Ashes, and they were evenly matched. Since it is to inquire about the information of the old opponent, it is not considered to initiate a conversation.

Well, it's just a necessary job.

She stretched out her hand to pat off the snow on top of her head, and when she raised her head, her heart skipped a beat—the Nightingale was gone.

The lady with golden curly hair who also looked as elegant as aristocrats had been leaning against the hanging basket, but now she had disappeared. By the way, her ability seems to be to hide her figure.

Thinking of this, Andrea calmed down and felt the surrounding noises. When the vision is not useful, the ears and nose are good helpers to catch the opponent's whereabouts.

Then she heard thin footsteps.

Is it nightingale?

No, Andrea's hairs stood on end. These footsteps were clearly not made by one person - there was a group of people approaching here, in the jungle ahead, only a hundred steps away from her! But when she looked around, there was still peace as far as she could see, and she couldn't even see a single figure.

The footsteps were soon approaching, hell, the enemy is transparent!

Just as she was about to sound the alarm, a roar suddenly bloomed in her ears.

The flame suddenly appeared in mid-air, and then the air shook, and a monster with a strange shape appeared - it had a long and narrow head, and sharp double scythes, it looked like a mutated praying mantis, but with Unlike any insect, it walks upright.

The arrows from the musket shattered its side face, and black blood spurted from its skull, almost splashing on Andrea.

The monster fell with a crash, and then she saw Nightingale's fluttering white cloak and hood.

Then came the second shot!

Damn, I was careless! Andrea bit her lip tightly, she noticed all this earlier than herself.

She summoned the magic longbow, but she didn't know where to shoot, so she had to slowly retreat to the basket and stand with the other witches.

Four gunshots sounded, and four monsters fell down, all of them were killed by one blow.

When Nightingale appeared next to a monster again, Andrea put away her weapon and walked over quickly.

"What's this?"

"It's either an evil beast or a devil," she knelt down and fiddled with the enemy's minions and hand sickles, "but judging from the color of the blood, it looks more like an evil beast."

"When did you find them?"

"From the moment they appeared," Nightingale smiled, "in the mist, their magical brilliance is as conspicuous as the stars in the night sky."

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

The other party suffocated with a smile, "Uh... Maybe the mixed species is more special."

At this time, the witch who had gone to the depths of the cave also happened to return to the ground. Besides the original seven people, there was a blue-haired woman on Ashes' shoulders.

"Is she the rescuer in the ruins?" Andrea asked.

"That's right," Tilly nodded, "I'll talk about the specific situation on the Yuanwang. The longer I stay in this forest, the more uneasy I feel. By the way, there is no danger on board, right?"

"A few strange mixed-species evil beasts came, but they were all dead," Nightingale shrugged.

The hot air balloon quickly inflated into the air, and the hanging basket passed over the top of the treetops and began to move towards the town. At this moment, Sylvie exclaimed, "My God, what are those down there? Evil beasts?"

"Evil beast?" Andrea looked in the direction of the ruins, but saw nothing.

No, there is indeed something moving on the ground. The corpse of the monster that fell on the ground suddenly lost half, and the black blood was scattered; some strange twists and turns can be seen at the junction of some soil and snow, as if it was transparent. Looking at things through a glass is average; it's hard to notice the changes without looking closely.

"It's that strange hybrid again," Nightingale said casually. "There are about a hundred of them, all scrambling to run into the cave... Could it be that they were attracted by that big bug and wanted to have a feast?" She asked. He yawned, "But none of this has anything to do with us."

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