Naria panicked and helped Eren to sit down on the side of the road - she didn't care about the undead now, the blood oozing from Alan's chest was the only thing she could see, and it left her helpless and her brain completely frozen into a mass of frozen dirt.

"I'm fine. Alan smiled bitterly and whispered comfort, the wound was not too deep, but Naria was clearly frightened. Of course, he'd been trying to keep Narya from seeing his injuries. Even with a broken leg, he waited until he could walk alone with the help of his crutches and wooden legs, and tried to convince Narya that it was nothing......

He had always felt that Scott had overprotected Is, and it seemed that he himself was not much better.

"Ed!!" the girl cried out again without looking back, but the black-haired young man did not run over in a panic as usual, and helped as much as he could-

"He couldn't help much. Alan sighed slightly, he hadn't told Naria yet......

"I know!" Narya blurted out in horror and irritation, "I know he can't heal his wounds anymore!"

She bit her lower lip and didn't say any more.

Maybe she just needs someone to be there for her and tell her that everything is going to be okay...... She is not as brave and strong as she imagined!

Tess hurried to her and began to expertly handle Alan's wounds.

"Don't worry, it's just a little injury! Xiao Mo's bite is deeper than this!" her tone was brisk, and her hands and feet were nimble, which made Naria envious—but she was not envious at all when she thought about how such proficiency had been obtained.

She would rather never have a chance to practice.

Beye's sword stabbed in a dangerous spot. But fortunately, the injury was not deep. Eren shrank back just in time to save his life.

Knowing that her father's life was not in danger, Naria finally breathed a sigh of relief. Looked around suspiciously. Of course Ed would find a place to hide, as they had discussed, but it was impossible not to respond to her call in the slightest.

However, with Ed nowhere to be seen, anger quickly replaced by uneasiness, and Naria once again called out loudly, "Ed...... Ed Singh, where are you?"

No one answered.

"I remember him hiding in ......" Tess's hand pointed to a gap between a rock and a dead tree not far away, and her eyes widened in surprise.

It was empty.

In the midst of the scuffle, no one found out when Ed had disappeared.

Naria stamped her foot hatefully: "This fool...... Told him he couldn't run too far!"

She didn't dare to say what she feared more - Ed might well have fallen into the hands of the undead.

But now there is clearly no time left to look for Ed. Look around. Except for the steep rocky peaks on the right side of the road that could not be climbed, they were surrounded by countless undead masses.

"D'amo, Dicima!" Bye shouted.

"I'm here! I'm here!" a voice replied in a panic, and D'Amor looked up nervously at the ice dragon. Hesitantly, he slipped over - he had just proudly blasted the dragon with a spell and was covered in wounds, but in the blink of an eye it seemed as if he had to fight together...... The world is more unpredictable than magic.

"What about Dicima?" said Bye, frowning.

"Ran. D'Amo's face had already been a sad face, but now it was even worse.

"He's memorized teleportation!" he complained rather dissatisfied. He was even more dissatisfied that Disima could have taken him with him. They weren't far away!

Bye kept his face composed, not saying a word. Let's be honest. There was nothing surprising about this, he had no doubt that if D'Amo hadn't been nimble, he would have been ready to get out of the way early in the morning, and he would have fled the moment he found himself surrounded by the undead.

"Isn't there another mage?" asked Norwe. All the undead had stopped, only silently surrounding them, and the situation was all the more disturbing - they needed whatever power they could now.

D'Amor shook his head blankly, how could he have the kung fu to pay attention to that guy who was basically a stranger?

"Dead. The Ice Dragon's deep voice rang out above them.

Isis can see farther than anyone else. Clearer. It didn't understand how much the mage had a grudge against it, and it was sure it hadn't seen him before—even though it had spotted the approaching undead behind it. The skinny mage continued to attack it until it disappeared into the slow surging of undead, and there was no more sound...... He didn't even let out a scream, which made it feel a little respectful.

"How many spells do you have?" said Baie, turning to Deamo.

"Uh...... There's not much left ......," the mage replied in frustration, as if remembering something, and suddenly became excited, "But, though, I still have a few scrolls!"

He began to rummage in his pocket.

A certain voice rang out suddenly—sharp and poignant, like a cold arrow, piercing into everyone's head. D'Amo screamed, and crouched on the ground with his head in his hands, all sorts of things that had been brought out of his fanny pack scattered all over the ground.

Baie took a step back, shook for a moment to steady, and then roared with anger against the spontaneous, uncontrollable fear.

Voices of the Dead...... This kind of attack had been useless to him, and the mental defenses that the mages had used to defend them against the dragon's might had apparently failed.

Strange screams came and went, and even the two elves couldn't resist it, and involuntarily retreated one after another. The roar of the ice dragon exploded above their heads, and they didn't know if it was an attempt to counteract the effects of the sound of the undead with dragon power, or some instinctive reaction.

But it was definitely worse - Narya frowned in pain and cowered to her father's side. She wore the amulet that Eren had given her around her neck, but she couldn't resist such a double attack.

"Is...... Stop!" Norway reluctantly stopped. The undead are moving towards them again, and they have no power to fight back now!

The roar turned into an exasperated growl, followed by a long inhalation.

"Stand back!" Alan hugged Naria, who had recovered his breath. yelling: "All backwards!"

A biting chill hit, and the air and sound seemed to be frozen instantly, and even time seemed to stand still for a moment. An extremely cold white aura swept from left to right towards the undead in the forest. The trees crackled like crackles in the rapidly decreasing temperature, and many of the undead froze in place, the hoarfrost covering their bodies to hide their hideousness, turning them into statues of calm.

But more undead were still approaching from three sides unhurriedly, and the ice dragon's spitting was interrupted before it could finish - huge rocks fell from the cliffs on the side and slammed down on its back.

The undead who had climbed the cliff from the other side cast a long black shadow on the ground. They were completely surrounded.

Isis had to dodge while trying to prevent the stones from falling on the others, and he was embarrassed for a while.

Alan gritted his teeth. Trying to stand up, he shouted, "Lydia, Bell!"

A crisp whistle sounded out of nowhere, and the undead stopped again. A man's flat voice was filled with indifference and boredom: "She's not here. ”

Alan frowned slightly, not knowing if this was good news. Lydia has great power - but is too proud, and Eren who knows her well has the opportunity to make her retreat by words alone, and now the manipulator who hides in the darkness...... He had no idea who it was. And it doesn't sound easy to manipulate.

She asked me to tell the dragon a word. The man's voice continued, as if bored. "All she wants is you. And as she once said, she doesn't want to hurt you. Come with me, and the rest can leave unscathed. ”

"No way!"

"Don't even think about it!"

Baie and Naria's voices rang out at about the same time.

Rosa was still smiling, and Sesyana stared coldly at the undead in front of her, both of them motionless. D'Amo looked at the others with some hesitation, then at the road to the south, rubbing his feet on the ground, and finally stayed where he was with a bitter face.

"It's mine!" Bye growled again.

"He's not going anywhere with you!"

Naria glared at Beye's back in exasperation - did this man do it on purpose?!

“...... Ah. It's too popular and troublesome. Tess sighed with a smile, and the ice dragon let out an irritated roar. Planed the ground.

It was hesitant - the situation was not in their favor, and if it had gone with the man, it would have solved everything...... But it didn't believe that Lydia would really be so generous with letting the others go, especially Allen......

Whatever the reason, Lydia hated Alan Cavo, and it could feel it.

Before it could make up its mind, the man said whimsily, "So be it." ”

Apparently, he thought he had the stakes in his hands and was too lazy to spend any more time haggling.

He probably gave some kind of silent order. In the moonlight, all the undead who could still move shot like arrows at the people who were surrounded, and the two elves rushed straight in the same direction at the same time - they judged the man's location. If you can rush through the heavy undead and catch that man, maybe there will be a chance of survival.

D'Amo retreated to Alan's side before he recited the incantation aloud. In stark contrast to the impression he had made, the mage's voice as he recited the incantation was unexpectedly firm and confident.

Bright arcs of lightning swept past the first wave of undead who rushed towards them. But the mage's vaunted chain of lightning was of much less use to the undead - the undead felt no pain, and most of them staggered before they could move on unless they happened to be hit in the head or scorched throughout.

The mage wisely switched to fireballs.

The distance was too close, and the scorching heat on their faces forced everyone to retreat, and at the feet of the ice dragon, a small circle gathered around Allen, who was no longer able to fight. That made the ice dragon almost immobile, but it couldn't retreat. Heavy rocks rained down again, smashing the ice dragon and roaring, but it still couldn't fly...... Its wings were already wounded, but it had been trying to hide it.

It could die - Ise panicked when he realized this. It used to think that it was not afraid of death, and even longed for eternal peace. But now, it still has loved ones that need to be protected...... It hasn't found Scott yet!

The ice dragon roared and raised its wings - it wouldn't die here!.

(To be continued......)