After the staff arrived, Roland told the story of what the lightning discovered from beginning to end, "A transparent crystal coffin appeared in an ancient ruin, there was no sign of corruption in the damp basement, magic gems that kept making calls for help, and devils that turned into ashes... What do you think?"

"You mean, she might be a witch?" Anna thought, "If she were still alive, she might have learned more about what happened more than four hundred years ago."

"It is possible that she is not a witch, or even of that era," Shu Shu hesitated for a moment, "and..."

"And she may not be on our side." Ye Zi added.

This sentence made Roland slightly stunned. Indeed, if the ruins were left by the church, the other party might be a member of the church. Judging from the gorgeous costumes described by lightning, they might be at the top. It’s okay for ordinary people to be a witch, but if they are really witches, it would be difficult to deal with them.

From the fight between the Ashes and the Nightingale, to the attack of the Faceless One, it can be seen that there is no clear division between the witches' combat power. If the extraordinary person does not wear the Divine Punishment Stone, he may not be able to withstand the ordinary witch with unique abilities. If the combat witch is assisted by the witch to take the lead, the situation will be worrying.

In case the other party has malicious intentions, no one can guarantee that her ability will not pose a threat to the Witch Alliance... unless she is awakened within the influence of the Stone of Divine Punishment.

"You are all crazy, and you are actually thinking about whether she is on our side?" Lily held her forehead weakly, "How could the person who was more than four hundred years ago live to this day? The witch is short-lived, and even the extraordinary person who has strengthened his body, there is no one who has been more than a hundred years. You are thinking too much. As I said, maybe when the thing is broken, the people inside will turn into dust like the devil."

"The short life is because of the so-called evil body-eating body," Roland corrected. "The physical fitness of witches is generally stronger than that of ordinary people, and their actual lifespan should be longer."

"On average people only have forty or fifty years," Lily snorted, "Do you think everyone lives as long as turtles?"

The average life expectancy of forty or fifty years is caused by the poor food supply and low medical standards. As long as the quality of life improves, it can increase by another twenty years. However, she said it is not unreasonable. Roland thought that even if these were added, there would still be a considerable gap from the life expectancy of four hundred years... Even a turtle would probably not live that long.

"But she does seem to be alive," shouted Lightning, "you will know that it is completely different from those dead devils. Her skin is shiny and her lips are full of blood. Maisie!"

"Gu! Lightning is right!"

"Okay, don't argue," Wendy interrupted, "whether she is dead or alive, it's worth our attempt."

"Are you sure?" Shujuan asked with a frown.

"If she is really a church witch, just hang the Stone of God's Punishment before she wakes up. And we have Anna and Nightingale, so it's not a big problem to control her." Wendy said calmly, "The key is that she may know the incident that happened more than four hundred years ago, and this alone is worth our rescue."

Indeed, devil's intelligence is very important to the town, and the news the church is trying hard to hide will definitely be extremely unfavorable to them. If they can grasp these in advance, they may take the initiative in future confrontations.

Anna and Nightingale also agreed with Wendy's view. In this way, even if Shuju feels it is inappropriate, he will no longer object, and the Witch Alliance has basically reached an agreement.

"Where is the first army?" Roland looked at the Iron Axe.

"At most, fifty people can be dispatched," the latter said, "Your Highness, you have sent several teams to assist the city hall in recruiting refugees from all over the country. Now there are only more than 500 soldiers left in the town. Although Tifeko was punished by heaven, he may still bet on the Western Front to launch a large-scale attack on the Western Front. The First Army must leave enough personnel to guard against the royal capital."

"I understand," he nodded. The size of fifty people is really small. Facing the devil's long-range spear strike outside the field of vision, it is likely to be severely damaged. To make up for this, in addition to Lightning and Maisie's aerial reconnaissance, Sylvie's perspective ability is essential. The ideal team should be coordinated with the ground forces, the witches undertake alert and close combat tasks, and the long-range suppression is handed over to the Musket Team.

But in this way, the Sleeping Island Witch will also know that there are sleepers in the ruins. Roland considered it over and over again and decided to bring Sylvie with him. After all, ensuring his own safety is still the most important thing to do during this rescue.

Just as he was planning to arrange a rescue plan, My Moon Low exclaimed, "Oh my God...what is that?"

Everyone followed her gaze and looked out the window, and couldn't help but be stunned.

Roland opened the window in disbelief and saw that the gloomy sky was filled with white elves. They were covered in the sky, but there was no sound. He stretched out his hand and caught a small group of white dots, and a cold touch came from his palm.

It's snowing.

This is not normal... As far as he knows, there will only be a snowfall in the winter of the Western Region, and it is not winter yet!

Will it snow in the last month of autumn? He looked at the Iron Axe, who looked serious and said slowly, "I have only been in the town for seven or eight years and have not experienced such a situation."

Once heavy snow falls in the sky, it means that the arrival of the Demon Moon will be the sun buried under the clouds until the next time it shines. During this period, the entire Western Region will face the threat of evil beasts. Not to mention dispatching the First Army, even transporting witches with hot air balloons will become dangerous. At this time, the hidden forest is full of fierce evil beasts, and leaving the protection area of ​​the city wall is absolutely an extremely risky thing.

He had to stop the rescue plan and wait for the sky to clear up.

From the bottom of his heart, he felt that the heavy snow was probably an accident and would end soon. After all, the temperature is still at the autumn level and has not dropped much.

Three days later, the town was covered with silver, and the mountains and forests in the distance were covered with white veil. In later generations, it was definitely a rare beauty, but Roland had no intention of enjoying the scenery.

Although the snow had weakened a lot, there were still scattered snowflakes falling, and the First Army also entered a state of alert on the entire line. People patrolled regularly every day on the newly established city walls, and temporary camps were set up at the foot of the city walls so that soldiers could quickly enter the battle. The temperature almost changed every day, and his outfit changed from single clothes to cotton-wool coats.

On the fourth day, the news from the front line completely sank Roland's heart.

The city wall of the western section was attacked by evil beasts.

The Demon Moon has arrived more than a month in advance. (To be continued., Your support is my greatest motivation.)
Chapter completed!