After dinner, Roland rushed to the back garden - although he wanted to have a good time with Anna first, the devil's red mist was limited, and the experiment had to be started as soon as possible. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Almost all the members of the League of Witches were there, and even those who didn't participate in the test didn't want to miss the opportunity to see the enemy up close.

The severed demon was lying quietly in the middle of the board room, and it was the first time that Roland had seen a otherworldly creature completely different from a human at close range. It was huge, a head taller than an iron axe, and its frozen arms were the thickness of an adult's thighs, and its muscles were angular and covered with green tendons, making it feel extremely powerful at first glance.

Its rough skin is blue-black, which is normal considering the blue nature of the devil's blood. Roland stretched out his hand and touched the other's body, and he could clearly feel the heat, which proves that they have a faster basal metabolism, and in a sense, the faster the metabolism, the lower the adaptability of the species to the environment.

Since the madman's breathing apparatus is closely connected to the helmet, it is impossible to see its face for the time being, but on the whole, it is clear that the other party is also a high-level chordate, and compared to the more exaggerated heart dreads and helllords, the mad demon is quite human.

Of course, according to Agatha, this kind of low-level devil has extremely low intelligence and cannot be compared with humans, and in terms of cunning and resourcefulness, high-level devils are more like humans.

"Of the five devils, the Demon Slayer was melted by the Divine Intention Rune, one mad demon was chopped up by Anna, and the remaining three cans of Red Mist have already been used up two cans on the way. Agatha rubbed her forehead, looking a little tired, and her voice was much softer than usual, "The fog will last until tomorrow evening at most, so if you want to make a sigil, you can't experiment beyond tomorrow afternoon—I need half a day to melt the sigil base, and I may fail several times in the meantime." ”

"Red Mist is lethal to witches, how did you change the gas tank?"

"Let the mortals help pick up the tubes," she said, pointing to the bone container on the side, "I've brought back these used storage jars with me, and I might be able to use them later." ”

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

"If it can do that," replied the latter earnestly, "I don't need to be in control of the target's every move, but rather like giving instructions to compel them to obey my orders." It's a command that goes beyond the limits of words and thoughts, and even beasts follow it - not too complicated, of course. ”

"Very well," he instructed Nanava, "first attach the limbs, I want to see the power and spacing of the madman's spear." ”

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

Mystery Moon, Hummingbird, and the others immediately hid behind Wendy, but Bai Paper, who had not experienced the destruction of the Mutual Aid Society, and Asha did not react so strongly, and their faces were more curious than frightened.

"Isn't there going to be any problem?" muttered Yuyu.

"Don't worry, we'll watch," Ifei said calmly.

At dinner, Roland already had a general understanding of Operation Melting Point, and the team was in danger of being overwhelmed by the unexpectedly high-level devils, but the witches fought together to defeat the powerful enemy, and Effie played a very important role. Especially after the Divine Charm failed, her determination to buy time for everyone to escape changed the minds of the other witches, and her own attitude towards non-combat witches became calmer - a subtle change that even Ife herself was not aware of.

It may be a long time before she truly integrates into the collective, but in Roland's view, there is at least an opportunity for the two sides to merge.

Nanawa crouched down with an unhappy expression and began to heal the devil.

If it were conventional medicine, there would be absolutely no way to complete this "operation", and freezing the limb without antifreeze would at best prevent decay, but it would not prevent the water from freezing and destroying its tissue structure. But under the unreasonable magic repair, the condition of the severed limb has obviously improved, and even those mottled burn marks have faded little by little.

When the hands and feet are connected, the originally dark skin gradually turns blue, indicating that the blood has begun to circulate.

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

The witches also followed the fish, and unlike the swarm of bees when they came, Wendy and the scroll dragged a long line behind them, and the look of Mizuki and the others who wanted to see it and was full of fear made Roland laugh.

The leaves had already prepared the "shooting range" - two rows of olive trees leading to the garden wall, at the end of which the vines hung a steel plate and a cuirass, and the target was about 200 meters from the wooden shed, which is also the usual combat distance of a revolving rifle.

"Let's begin," Roland signaled as the devil grabbed the bone spear.

"Yes. ”

As soon as Zephyr's words fell, the mad demon's arm swelled, and the magic stone embedded in the arm emitted a faint yellow light, and then it bowed down and stepped forward, throwing the bone spear at the target with all its might.

I saw a white shadow flash, and the armor in the distance made a crisp humming sound!

And its arms quickly dried up, as if it had exhausted all its strength.

I don't know if it was because of the severe damage to its vitality, but this time it took much longer to recover than usual, and it took almost half an hour before its arm gradually returned to its original state.

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

The bone spear had completely pierced the breastplate and was firmly entrenched in the wall, and when it was pulled out, it could be seen that the spearhead had been shattered in the impact, and if it had been replaced with an iron short spear, it would have been more powerful - but judging from the clothing of the madman, the enemy's use of iron seemed to be worse than that of humans, and even the armor of the high-ranking devil did not look like pure metal work.

Come to think of it, it's probably because metal smelting requires a high-temperature flame, and the red mist happens to be intolerant to high temperatures. If Agatha's information is accurate, the devil's conditions for using fire must be very harsh, and if human civilization originated from fire, then the devil is probably a natural fire hater.

The next test is a quick throw.

The mad demon was forced to throw two bone spears at the fastest intervals, and at the same time let out a roar of pain - it seemed that even if his body was controlled, it would not be able to avoid the severe pain caused by the overload of magic stones. When the throw was over, its arms went limp, like a piece of dry bark, and never recovered.

And this time, both bone spears were smashed on a three-millimeter steel plate.

As you can see, the most threatening of the Madman's attack is comparable to the Rotary Rifle that uses black powder bullets, and the bolt-action rifle loaded with smokeless ammunition can easily penetrate the steel plate at this distance.