Watching Roland’s hit, the Nightingale felt her heart tighten.

The noisy sounds around her instantly became extremely distant, she wanted to go and raise each other, but found that her body was cold and stiff, her hands were slightly trembling, except for the initial unconscious exclamation, at this time even taking a step forward was extremely difficult.

She was afraid that Roland was gradually losing the temperature in her arms.

She was afraid he would never wake up again.

Just thinking about this makes it difficult for the nightinge to breathe.

From the time she had a memory, she had never been so overwhelmed.

It was Anna who reacted first—she crouched down and covered the entire wound with a black fire, and burst into white smoke under the light-free flame, and made a nuisance sound.When the black fire dissipated, Roland's broken arm was burned into a clump of black.

The flowing blood stopped.

Yes, this is the emergency measures he talked about in the first aid class, what should he do next?Packed the wound, quickly went to the hospital to find Nanawa... Nightingale swallowed the mouth and snorted, sweeping the eye basket, no, no, Nanawa was not in the hot air balloon, but in the border town.

to go back.

You have to get back as soon as possible!

She slowly turned her head to the southeast of the town—

At this time, the devil's claws reappeared in the eyes of the nightinge, pulling all her thoughts back to the hanging basket.

The witches cried in panic, the gunshots, and the low roar of the enemy returned to their ears, and when the cold subsided, the confused thoughts in their minds finally converged into one sentence.

“If you don’t defeat the devil, you can’t go back to the border town.”"

“The lightning!”Anna yelled anxiously, “Protect the hot air balloon landing!”

Although the little girl looked pale, she looked at Roland, who was unconscious in her eyes, and nodded her teeth and flew out of the hanging basket.

No, the nightinge thought, just look at her appearance, she can't deal with the devil.Like most witches, the Lightning had no experience at all to fight against the real enemy.

The devil can be defeated here, only himself.

The Nightinge took a deep breath and forced herself to put the scene of the injury of His Royal Highness the Prince on hold for the time being.The two devils were still in a position to fight back and forth, and the spear-speared arm was as thin as a firewood, and it would take a long time until it was fully restored.And the other side from the hot air balloon about 50 meters, such a distance is not enough - in the high air to expand the fog is easy to fall, from the ground, those flashing "line" less, if a long time stay on a line, when the direction and up and down change, they are likely to be torn into pieces.

Probably the enemy also realized that once the hot air balloon landed, things may become tricky, a demon waving only three fingers of the left hand, shouting something, and then it pulled up the mount, straight toward the hot air balloon.

The other poked at the lightning, and the evil beast that flaps the huge wings was like a falcon that caught the chick, making her tired for a while.As the Nightingale expected, lightning, in addition to relying on flexible movements to protect itself, it is difficult to target each other to fire.Other witches, even afraid of injuring the little girl, stopped shooting.

The devil who went towards the hot air balloon drove the mount to bite the airbag, but fortunately Soroya's coating was tough enough to mix the claws and teeth of the evil beasts to be embedded in it.Seeing that the trick was invalid, it roared and flew a distance, as if trying to make the hot air balloon lose its balance by impact.

The Nightinge had seen the best chance.

When a thin line of slightly glowing appeared on the top of her head, she did not hesitate to step up, taking advantage of the change in the contour of the hot air balloon, standing directly on the airbag.Although her body was parallel to the ground, she seemed to be on the ground and quickly climbed to the top of the balloon.

The devil came right now.

In the black-and-white world, the Nightingou was surprised to find that there was a sparse magic cyclone in the other party, and the dry and thin arm was still embedded with a glittering stone.

Do they have magic?

But now is not the time to pay attention to this, more than ten meters of the sprint distance for her is only a short moment, when the devil is about to hit the hot air balloon, the nightingue leap out of the fog, has appeared behind the devil.

The giant-winged beast suddenly increased in weight and his body sank suddenly, and the devil seemed to realize something, and he turned back, but the twelve-millimeter pistol was greeted by the roar of a twelve-millimeter pistol.

“Go to hell.”

The bullet rushed out of the package of fire and smoke, carried the momentum of ten thousand into the devil's head, and blasted a large hole in the back of the brain.The sticky blood splattered everywhere, and a pungent smell spread out.

The enemy convulsed and fell, and the evil beast also deflected the direction and passed by the hot air balloon side.Just as the Nightingou wanted to fold back to the top of the airbag, the accident occurred.The sloping corpse drove the reins, and suddenly a side roll over and threw her out.

Before she could react, she was out of a safe distance from her own return.

Although hot air balloons have been lowering altitudes, they are still hundreds of meters away from the sea at this time.It’s no different when you fall into the fog and commit suicide – when you can’t control your posture, you’ll be cut in half to hit any fine line.

“The Nighting!

She heard the sisters screaming in panic, but nothing helped.Lightning is fighting the devil, and Maisie can't pull herself up even if she becomes a sea eagle, and she knows the end she will face next.

The speed of the fall was getting faster and faster, the nightingale looked down, the already obscure ocean had revealed its true appearance, and the rolling water and waves became clearer and clearer—as if it were not she falling, but the sea accelerating against her.

The more this moment, the clearer her mind became.

The Nightingale closed her eyes, and the fragment of meeting Roland seemed to be back in front of her eyes, sitting on the edge of the bed, playing with the dagger in her hand, waiting for the four princes with gray hair to push the door.The swaying fire, the door panels and the bedroom gradually faded away, and finally only the smiling face of the other party was left.

My only regret is that I can’t stay with him until the end.

“Gooing!”

Suddenly, there was a loud cry in his ear.The nightingale opened her eyes and saw a white figure rushing down and rushing to her chest.

It's Maisie.

She just wanted to say something, the pigeons have burst out of the eye-catching white light, the body instantly swelled up, a pair of huge unfriendless meat wings from behind, feathers have fallen off, the bird's head has become a steveed, looking exactly like a flying evil beast!

“Oh—”

Maisie let out a deafening roar, and his claws seized the nightingale and threw it hard.The latter tumbled half a circle in the air and fell straight on the back of the wide bird.

What is this?The Nightinge completely froze.

“Hang on!”Maisie turned her head and shouted again, as if to remind her of something.

This time, even without a translation, she understood what the other person said.Although it is not clear why Macy's appearance became this, defeating the devil is the most important thing.

“Go on!”She shouted.(Unfinished.