Chapter 557: Injury Test

After dinner, Roland immediately rushed to the back garden. Although he really wanted to spend some time with Anna first, the devil's red mist was limited, and the experiment had to be started as soon as possible.

Almost all members of the Witch Union were present, and even those who did not participate in the test did not want to miss the opportunity to observe the enemy up close.

The madman whose limbs were cut off has been controlled by the wind, and is lying quietly in the center of the board room. This is the first time that Roland has seen with his own eyes a creature from another world that is completely different from humans. It has a huge physique, a head higher than the iron axe, and its frozen arms are as thick as the thighs of an adult. The muscles are sharp and full of blue veins, and it feels extremely powerful at first glance.

Its rough skin had a bluish-black hue, which was normal considering that devil's blood was blue. Roland stretched out his hand and touched the opponent's body, and he could clearly feel the heat, which proved that their basal metabolic rate was faster. In a sense, species with faster metabolic rate were less adaptable to the environment.

Since the madman's respirator is closely connected to the helmet, its appearance cannot be seen for the time being, but from the overall point of view, it is obvious that the other party is also a higher chordate. Consider a person.

Of course, according to Agatha, these low-level devils have extremely low intelligence and cannot be compared with humans. In terms of cunning and resourcefulness, high-level devils are more like humans.

"Among the five devils, the demon slayer was melted by the seal of divine will, one madman was chopped up by Anna, and two of the remaining three cans of red mist have been used up on the road." Agatha rubbed her forehead, looking a little Tired, and his voice is much softer than usual, "The fog lasts until tomorrow evening at most, so if you want to make the sigil, the test cannot exceed tomorrow noon. I need half a day to smelt the sigil base, and I may fail several times during this period. "

"Red mist is fatal to witches. How did you replace the gas tank?"

"The tubes were connected by mortals," she said, pointing to the bone container on the side. "I also brought back these exhausted storage tanks, which may be useful in the future."

Roland nodded, then looked at Zefeng, "Can you control it to use magic power?"

"If it can do this," the latter replied earnestly, "I don't need to specifically control every move of the target, but it is similar to giving instructions to force the other party to obey my orders. This kind of instruction is beyond words and The limitation of thinking, even evil beasts will obey it, of course, it can't be too complicated."

"Very good," he instructed Nana, "connect the limbs first, I want to see the power and distance of the madman's spear."

"Wait, it's in the castle?" Lily frowned.

Mystery Moon, Hummingbird and the others immediately hid behind Wendy, but Baizhi and Axia, who had never experienced the collapse of the Mutual Aid Society, didn't react so strongly. Their faces were more curious than frightened.

"There won't be any problem?" You Yu muttered.

"Don't worry, let us watch," Iffy said calmly.

During the dinner, Roland already had a general understanding of the process of Operation Melting Point. The completely unexpected high-level devils made the team flustered, and they were once in danger. important role. Especially after the Divine Will Seal expired, her determination to buy time for everyone to escape greatly changed the views of other witches, and her own attitude towards non-combat witches also became peaceful. The slight changes during this period may even affect Iffy. I didn't notice it.

Maybe it will take a long time for her to truly integrate into the collective, but in Roland's view, at least there has been an opportunity for the two sides to integrate.

Nana squatted down with a displeased face, and began to treat the devil.

If it is conventional medicine, there is absolutely no way to complete this. In the absence of antifreeze, freezing limbs can at best prevent decay, but it cannot prevent water from freezing and destroying its tissue structure. But under the repair of unreasonable magic power, the condition of the severed limb has obviously improved, and even those mottled burn marks have gradually faded away.

After the hands and feet were connected, the originally dark skin gradually turned blue, which meant that the blood had begun to circulate.

Half a quarter of an hour later, it got up from the ground without saying a word, and slowly walked out of the shed.

The witches also came out in a file, unlike the swarm of bees when they came, Wendy and Scroll dragged a long line behind them, and Roland couldn't help laughing at the expressions of wanting to see and full of fear on the faces of Mystery Moon and the others.

The leaves are already ready for the "shooting range". Two rows of olive trees lead directly to the garden wall. A steel plate and a breastplate are hung on the vines at the end. The target is about 200 meters away from the wooden shed. This is also a conventional operation of the revolver rifle distance.

"Let's start," Roland signaled when the devil grabbed the bone spear.

"yes."

As soon as Hefeng finished speaking, the madman's arm swelled up, and the magic stone inlaid on the arm gave off a faint yellow light. Then it bowed and stepped forward, throwing the bone spear at the target with all its might

A white shadow flashed past, and the armor in the distance made a crisp buzzing sound!

And its arm also dried up quickly, as if it had exhausted all the energy in its body.

I don't know if it was because of the serious damage to its vitality, but the recovery time this time was much longer than usual. After about half an hour, its arm gradually returned to its original state.

Of course, the throwing power is not small at all.

The bone spear completely pierced the breastplate and was firmly attached to the wall. After pulling it out, you can see that the spear head has been broken in the impact. If it is replaced with an iron short spear, it will be more powerful. Judging from it, the enemy's use of iron seems to be worse than that of humans, and even the armor of high-level devils doesn't look like pure metal products.

After much deliberation, it is probably because metal smelting requires high-temperature flames, and the red mist is just not resistant to high temperatures. If Agatha's information is accurate, the devil's conditions for using fire must be very harsh. If it is said that human civilization originated from fire, then the devil is probably a natural fire hater.

The next test is a quick throw.

The madman was forced to throw two bone spears at the fastest interval, and let out a painful roar at the same time. It seems that even if the body is controlled, the severe pain caused by overloading the magic stone cannot be avoided. When the throw was over, its arm went limp like a piece of dry bark, and it never recovered.

But this time, the two bone spears were smashed into pieces by the three millimeter steel plate.

It can be seen that the most threatening attack method of the madman is equivalent to the revolver rifle using black powder bullets, and the bolt-action rifle loaded with smokeless ammunition can easily penetrate the steel plate at this distance. 17-01-3005:04:14