If the devil flying in front of him noticed the change behind him at this time, there was still a chance to avoid the gaze of the Grim Reaper - Andrea had noticed during the test launch that if the target was a dead object, such as a balloon fluttering in the wind, then there would be almost no accidents, but it would be different for a life form with a conscious mind.

Aware that they may be in danger, living creatures that violently change their course of movement are not within the scope of the ability to measure. Again, the same sentence - as long as the gun is fired, then the bullet will definitely land somewhere, and once she pulls the trigger, the corresponding landing point is already predetermined, and if the target is left the predetermined place of overlap due to some subjective factor, she can avoid the fatal blow.

She had never missed a shot before, but when the distance was extended to five kilometers, it seemed a little too long.

Andrea was not surprised by this, as she was able to pick the coin that was bound to go upwards instead of applying glue underneath it, and if someone jerked off the carpet at the bottom, or touched it with a finger, it would still fall.

It is precisely this result that the flight team is prepared for.

It's a pity that the devil is indifferent.

It can't be blamed for not being alert enough, even if it is just staying at an altitude of hundreds of meters, the whistling wind is difficult to talk to, not to mention that the dinosaur is still flying in the wind. This lightning had been repeatedly tested at the beginning of the plan, and finally came to the conclusion that as long as the two were ten meters apart, the sound of the bullet penetrating the flesh could be completely covered by the wind noise.

This is also the reason why Andrea prioritizes targeting the last devil.

The large-caliber bullet that burrowed into the dinosaur's body completely destroyed its organs, and the diagonal side blow caused its stomach to burst open, not only causing its internal organs to drain, but also depriving it of the ability to scream.

The devil, who did not notice the slightest abnormality, missed the only remaining chance of escape.

After a few breaths, a bullet fell from the sky and shattered its chest, then broke the mount's spine.

The dreadbeast in the middle of the group finally sensed that something was wrong, but with its intelligence it could not comprehend what was happening in front of it, and instinctively, it simply turned around and flew in the direction of Tachira.

In Andrea's eyes, this was no different from a dead thing.

She tossed a third erected coin.

......

In the evening, the ark resurfaced.

According to the map drawn by the expedition team, the sniper team arrived safely at the rest base, the lower level of a naturally collapsed stone cave.

"There's still sun-dried bird's snuff mushrooms here?" Amy wondered.

"I've collected Goo!" Maisie scooped out a couple of glass bottles from under a rock, "even the spices for the barbecue!"

"You don't have these things hidden in every colony, do you?"

"Of course," Lightning said proudly, "this is already a humble thing, if you settle in the Forest Pavilion, the food stored in it is estimated to support a banquet!"

"Lin Zhongge?" Sharon asked curiously, "Where is that?"

"A giant tree near the Desperate Mountains, with a trunk as thick as a castle," Maisie gestured, "and we asked the leaves to build a roof on it, and a drying ground for the uneaten dried meat." ”

"I'm afraid that only His Majesty Roland can tolerate you stealing his refined salt and spices," Count Speer rubbed his forehead, "These bottles alone are estimated to be worth several golden dragons, and if you put them in other territories, the lord will have to stew you." ”

The Grand Butler of Sleeping Island nodded sympathetically.

"I didn't steal it!" Maisie protested, "all the spices were picked up from the ground!"

"Pick it up?" Speer looked skeptical.

"The buckets of spices in the kitchen always leak out, I just collect them. ”

"Besides, we are not taking it for nothing," added Lightning, "in the fjord, any explorer can get a good reward for their charts, and I have drawn many maps for your majesty." ”

"Actually, your majesty won't blame you even if the kitchen is emptied," Sylvie interjected weakly, "what is it to collect spices, but I've seen nightingales run to the kitchen six times a week and sweep away all the honey-glazed dried fish that the cook has prepared." And not only the dried fish, but even the ...... in His Majesty's study"

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became solemn.

"What's in the room?"

That's when Sylvie came to his senses, "Ahh......h I'm just hungry, let's make a fire and cook!"

And Andrea's words of timely rain to extinguish the fire also dispelled everyone's curiosity.

"Then again...... Do you really want to find out the secrets of the nightingale?"

So everyone put their doubts out of their minds and got busy.

Sharon lights the firewood with an electric spark, Amy cuts the mushrooms with her hands and feet, Phyllis and Ash carry back a wild boar, and Speer Patcy is still seasick...... After a while, the enticing fragrance spread through the cave.

Although it is much less than the castle banquet, it is already a rare delicacy for the pancakes and dried meat strips that are commonly eaten in the wild.

Especially when Ash used the few fatty meat under the boar's belly to fry the fat and sprinkle it on the half-charred mushroom slices on the skewers, everyone couldn't help but drool.

In the end, the wild boar was eaten cleanly, and even the hooves were spared.

After filling their bellies, the crowd quickly fell asleep after a long day's travel, leaving only the most energetic transcendents and the Witch of Divine Punishment to keep vigil.

"I'll keep watch for the rest of the night," Ash filled the fire with two sticks of firewood, "I heard from Her Highness Tilly that your sleep is shorter, but if you don't get enough rest, the impact will be much greater than that of the average person. ”

"If it's serious, it can even throw this body out of control," Phyllis admits calmly, "but it's still early, and it doesn't hurt to sleep later." ”

Ash nodded, and stopped talking—she wasn't a talker per se, and even in Tilly's presence, she was more just listening and sharing.

All that remained in the cavern was the crackling of fire and the slight breathing of witches.

"Their relationship is so good," Phyllis murmured as she looked at the sleeping little girl beside her, "and I am afraid that in the days of Tachira, I am afraid that there will be no such close companions as theirs." ”

Ash followed the other's gaze, and saw Lightning lying on all sides on a piece of animal skin, and on his stomach lay a curly Maisie, whose white hair was scattered to the ground, covering their bodies like silk quilts, and they looked extremely warm.

She couldn't help but smile, "This guy wasn't like this in the first place. Before she was accepted by the witch, she lived almost like a dove on her own for several years, and almost lost the ability to speak. At that time, let alone being close to people, a random sound could make her panic. ”

"I just don't know if I can see this kind ......of intimacy again in the future," Phyllis lowered her eyelids, "I hope this battle of divine will change." ”

"Why do you say that?" said Ash, raising an eyebrow, and although she didn't want to ask too much, she couldn't help but open her mouth, "Won't the common enemy unite us more?"

"That's true," Phyllis sighed, "but it's also going to change the witch community over time—don't you realize that magic affects more than just our abilities?"