Even though demons are portrayed as vicious in different versions of the story, they are not sleepless, at least at night, their concentration and ability to act are always weaker, perhaps simply because countless worlds are dominated by day-walking creatures, and these savage invaders are naturally dominated by daylight.

Loria carefully roamed and lurked around the periphery, occasionally silently ending the demons that had wandered too far away...... She couldn't just put an end to these threats one by one, she was just judging if there was an unknown danger and trying to weaken the demons.

The demon is not stupid, her sixth sneak attack was discovered, a hellhound shook the barb on its back and yelled, those originally sluggish demons suddenly glowed with terrible vitality, looking for a sound, the nearest tall demon guard rushed towards her, Loria hesitated whether to retreat temporarily, by the way to deal with a few demons chasing her, she blinked, took a few steps back, and the tall demon holding a giant axe larger than her whole person in one hand was imprisoned in place by the ice spikes on the ground- Occasionally, she had to face the enemy head-on, Loria thought, without the slightest hint of fear, she knew the demons too well, and their tall bodies and terrifying appearance did not deter her.

The demon swung the great axe wildly, but it couldn't hit Loria, and then, it felt a numbness in its chest, and in the afterglow, its heart was pierced by sharp ice arrows, and the cold ice blue was spreading, and it smiled smugly, this painless attack was nothing.

Then he collapsed suddenly.

Loria pouted, it took a strong heart to maintain such a large body, and it was still those mysterious demon assassins who were more difficult to deal with than this muscular body, she thought as she took two steps back, and a shadow arrow flew towards her, only to be blocked by the black ball that swirled around her body, and they mixed together, writhing, and finally dissipated together.

Raising his arms forward, the most bitter cold wind blew forward, freezing several smaller demons that pounced on them, and silently reciting the incantation, several ice arrows flew towards them, hitting the vital point accurately...... There were too many demons rushing over, so she flashed towards the gap in the encirclement, lowered her head to dodge the magic that flew out of nowhere, and then misted it, stabbing the short sword into the neck of a satyr from behind, she was not in a hurry to withdraw her weapon, but she carefully retreated to the corner, while trying her best to freeze the approaching demons with cold frost, and then took the time to throw a large number of ice arrows.

In the distant past, she always faced powerful demons alone, but occasionally she could meet guys who knew how to summon, and she was not lacking in group fighting.

She is clear-headed, full of magic, but the demons are falling one after another, and in the blink of an eye, a small half has lost resistance, she has no ability to cast super-large magic, nor does she have the explosive power to explode a mountain, and even teleporting herself is stumbling, but when it comes to slaughtering demons, she is confident that she is more powerful and efficient than the great magicians of the Council of Six......

She gently recited short incantations, all light magic that was best suited to killing something, but suddenly felt a dryness in her mouth, and her tongue seemed to become stiff, and it was difficult to mobilize the slightest magic power, tsk...... Carelessly, she was blocked by the hellhound for her spells, and a huge demon was picking up a sledgehammer and smashing it down on her.

Thankfully, she didn't just rely on magic to become a councilor of Tirispha.

Pulling out a dagger out of nowhere, she easily dodged the sledgehammer that fell, and even without the help of magic, she was able to dodge attacks close to the demons with her almost strange dexterity, and although her physical strength was quickly exerted, it was enough for her to kill the few hellhounds.

After that, the freezing frost reigned on the battlefield, and she mercilessly took out the demons who had lost their resistance one by one, and then searched the camp in the forest...... Aside from the charred bones of some animals and a few improvised tents, there was nothing of value here.

Just as she was about to leave, a chill ran up her spine for no apparent reason, and dark shadows twisted across the ground, and she looked up at the sky, only to find that the first rays of morning light had appeared in the distance, and a distorted shadow was fleeting.

Without thinking about it, Loria ran out of the withered woods to see what the shadow floating in the air was, but she lost her purpose, there was no more vision in the sky, and with a vague memory, she began to chase east what might not have existed, but unexpectedly found a small river.

She bent down to wash her face, wanting to tell herself that everything she had just done was just an illusion, but she felt a little unwilling, anyway, it was only dawn, and she still had plenty of time to return to the Fireplace Valley for the party.

Let's take a look.

After two hours of aimlessly searching the creek eastward, Loria had forgotten her original purpose, she had never imagined such a pleasant view on the north side of the island, the creek was imperceptibly slow, unknown wildflowers bloomed along its banks, it was early spring, but it was warmer here than elsewhere, and even the sun was lazy, as if she had forgotten to sunburn the nocturnal creature that was wandering in the river with its shoes in hand.

How nice it would be if you could build a cottage here?

Loria had forgotten her original purpose, and just walked slowly along the riverbank, closing her eyes, raising her face, and smiling to enjoy the long-lost sunshine, perhaps the fog of the sea, or the faint thin clouds, and she did not feel even the slightest discomfort from being exposed to the sun.

Gradually, the gentle terrain began to sink and the river became a little faster, and Loria obediently quickened her pace to see where the river was going, and when the sound of the water became repeated and the air was filled with water vapor, she noticed a small waterfall in front of her.

The current was still not fast, and she was standing above the waterfall and looking down, only three or four meters high, and she could easily jump down.

Jump.

Jump!

Loria hurriedly raised her ice shield to envelop herself, and as she threw herself down the waterfall, the dark and chaotic gas enveloping her almost immediately, and she felt the ice that protected her melt—not physically, but corroded by those terrible gases.

She held her breath and flashed forward, then misted again, desperately escaping in the direction of the current, but she could not escape the range of the gas.

All defenses and escapes had been exhausted, and she inhaled a breath of black-green gas, and she felt herself burn, and before pouring into the water, she seemed to see the great distorted shadow again, which was entrenched above the waterfall, waving its wings and grinning at her.

Dragon?

Loria lost consciousness. (To be continued.) )