Hurried footsteps came from far and near, knocking on the heavy stone slabs of the square. Still sitting in the darkness, Ed watched a squad of soldiers hurry, swords in hand, and looked warily into the trees, as if searching for something.

The moonlight was bright enough, but they were still holding torches aloft. As soon as Ed stood up, he was immediately discovered, and someone shouted, "What person?!"

Two men quickly split up in the group and rushed towards him, cautiously slowing down as they approached him.

Ed took a few steps and let the moonlight shine on his face.

"It's a person!"

He heard the younger one of them mutter.

Ed couldn't help but raise an eyebrow - else?

However, the older one did not let his guard down, and his sharp gaze quickly swept over his body.

"What's your name, what are you doing here?" he asked, "didn't anyone tell you that it was best not to go out at night?"

He paused, and before Ed could speak, he added, "You follow us first...... Wait......"

His eyes widened and he recognized him: "...... Lord Singh?!"

Nervousness instantly turned into surprise, and he turned around and shouted, "Captain! It's that little ...... Lord Singel!"

Ed blinked, wondering what was behind the "little" in the first place.

The captain who was called was a tall, thin man with a full beard, and he ran over in a few steps, hurriedly saluted, and before he could introduce himself, he asked eagerly, "Did you find anything?"

“...... What's going on?" Ed finally waited for a chance to speak.

The captain ripped off his helmet and handed it to him: "We have been attacked by two strange things...... That guy's claws are so sharp!"

The hard metal helmet had three fresh scratches on it, and it was so deep that it was a striking silver white.

"It looks like a hunched person, white, swollen and wrinkled from head to toe, as if it has been blistered for three days, and it can be spit out at a glance as ugly as it looks. We thought it was the undead or something...... But they moved as fast as ghosts, and they almost killed me when they reached out and grabbed them. The man touched his head with palpitations: "The undead are not so powerful, are they......?"

He looked up at the moon, "This ghost moon can make the undead mutate too?"

This casual speculation made Ed feel a little uncomfortable - even Balk's men seemed to have a hard time accepting the sudden appearance of the moon and the people who were so peculiar about it.

But this is to be expected and understandable...... He can't rush.

"They...... Does it smell strange?" he asked.

"It's a little stinky. The captain replied, "But not the smell of corpses." ”

The two monsters hid in the increasingly chaotic bushes, and took the initiative to jump out and attack them, but when they found that they could not take advantage of anything, they fled quickly, and they were obviously not without brains.

"Thankfully, we've been careful...... They are not afraid of the moonlight but of fire," the man added, "and, I had struck one of them, but I had not left any blood, and it felt like I had been cut into moldy wood." ”

He carefully drew the other sword at his waist: "There was a layer of slimy stuff left on it...... Now it's gone. ”

Ed looked down and sniffed, the distinctive stench was faint enough, but familiar enough. He could already determine what kind of enemy it was, and although he had expected it, he still wanted to smile bitterly.

He looked up at the man's slightly uneasy and hopeful gaze, thinking that he might have guessed where the "monster" came from, but he didn't want to admit it with luck - the city has been through so much, why is it getting more and more unlucky every day?

“...... Don't leave alone. "Tell everyone to close their doors and windows as soon as possible," he said...... It's best to concentrate in a safe enough place. Send someone to the temple of the god of water and tell Sean ...... the 'door' is open. ”

The city guards under Balk's leadership today don't look as imposing as the knights who used to wear full armor, but they are definitely not bad at fighting and adapting. The enemy they were able to repel was deadly enough for ordinary people.

And those guys will definitely not be just two of them.

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"Ah, that's a ......" Tess made a beautiful circle between her fingers with the little dagger, "Surprise!"

“...... Where's the joy?" Naria shook her hand and glared at her.

Tess stuck out her tongue and looked left and right casually: "It's endless to go on like this, your E~~ De hasn't thought of a way yet?"

Naria ignored her teasing tone. She managed to shake off the disgusting slime from her hand, and the corpse that left it behind was completely gone, as if it had melted into the moonlight—it wasn't really dead.

It was frustrating, but she couldn't stop there. What's more, this situation is better than when she was besieged by countless little demons in the underground of the White Crow Castle and was still defenseless.

No one expected such a thing...... But strangely, they seem to be ready again. In other words, no matter what bad things happen now, their nerves that have been tempered are able to accept it.

From two to dozens, and now there may be hundreds or thousands, and this night, all kinds of "monsters" that came out of hell appeared in every corner of the city faster and faster. Because they were discovered in time, the people who were unable to protect themselves quickly gathered in the nearby temples, at least, for now, it was still a place that most low-level demons could not enter.

However, the priests needed to stay in the temple, and there were not many people who could be sent - there were not many priests in the city, and even if Sean recalled most of the staff of the Xi'an Temple, it was overstretched because of the increasing number of enemies. So, armed with the enchanted weapons of the priests, the men who were able to fight took to the streets. They will need to hold out until the "door" that has opened somewhere is closed, or the troops stationed on the Esan Plain north of Stunbuch come to their aid. But can reinforcements really come?...... They don't know at the moment if this is only happening in Ston Butch.

Under the white light of the full moon, the city where the battle became more and more fierce showed an eerie calm. Demons don't use weapons, and they rarely make sounds, unless the sound itself is a weapon, and those who can fight at this moment rarely spend their energy on shouting. The occasional roar or scream of the wounded is always sudden and short-lived—they die quickly, or they are quickly treated.

For a brief moment from the battle, the girl had a very unreal feeling, as if she was standing in a ridiculous dream and waking up to see only the wooden beams of Karnak's house hung with cobwebs.

She had an irrepressible sense of trepidation, but she was surprisingly calm. Worse or better, they can only do their best, and it is better to have an enemy close in front of them than to grope and wander in an endless fog.

As the dragon's shadow swept across the ground, she swung her sword forward again.