Before the raccoon girl could curse, she saw black-red blood oozing from the place where the dagger was inserted. The money-sack, which looked like it was stuffed over, writhed a few times, and went limp and shriveled.

"Huh!?" exclaimed Lena.

Sid walked over silently and pulled out his dagger.

Wiping the blood on the dagger, he glanced at Lina: "It was my fault for not reminding you, and I thought that you should have seen a lot of the market after a long time in business, so you wouldn't be confused by this low-level trick......"

"Damn the hell......" Lena carefully kicked the "money bag" indignantly but timidly, and touched her head embarrassedly, "hehe...... Carelessness. But why don't you remind him, what if he runs to pick it up at the end of the line?"

Sid knew that Lena was talking about Ian: "With his cautious nature, he probably wouldn't touch anything of unknown origin casually......"

Ian walked up, not understanding what they were talking about, but seeing that black blood was still dripping from the hole in the bag, he pulled out his sword and reached into the mouth of the bag, trying to open the mouth of the bag to see what was inside. As soon as the sword reached into the bag, two rows of sharp teeth suddenly flipped out of the inner lining, and the "click-click-click" tore at Ian's blade at great speed. Everyone was shocked by the sudden dying attack of the monster pocket, and Ian was even more frightened and plunged the long sword into the bag, until he was sure that the "pocket" was dead, and then pulled out the long sword again.

"What is this?" asked Ian, apprehensively.

"Devouring pockets, cannibal pockets, pocket spirits, bloody money bags," Sid introduced, "it has many names. Specializing in confusing money-hungry passers-by, and then devouring their flesh and blood......" Speaking of money-greed, he glanced at Lena again.

Ian wiped his sword in distress, carefully checking the reflection to see if there was a hole in the blade. If the equipment he had just bought with a lot of debt would cause damage on this miniature monster, it would be too much to lose, not to mention that there might be a big battle waiting for him ahead. Fortunately, there were only a few small scratches on the sword. Seeing that there was no damage to the blade, Ian was relieved to insert it back into the scabbard at his waist.

After stepping up and walking for a long time, a town finally appeared in their field of vision.

The trio cautiously moved closer. Half of the gatehouse had been knocked down, and the gate was broken, apparently brute-forced, and collapsed to the side. It was quiet, but the mess of footprints and paw prints on the ground, the overturned wagons and shelves, the messy and broken flags, and the scratches on the exterior walls of the wooden houses described a lively scene. And, of course, there were the mutilated corpses, mostly human and subhuman, dressed mostly by traders and travelers.

The three of them didn't speak, knowing that this was their destination, Green State Town. The Oasis Town market is prosperous, and many merchants will not only go to the market to do business, but also gather outside the town gate to make a picture of the waterfront building.

Sid had already removed his two-handed sword, scattered the strips of cloth around it, and walked in front, carefully carrying Lena and Ian through the gatehouse and into the town.

It looks like there are no more people in the houses in the neighborhood, and there are broken buildings and discarded goods everywhere. Walking all the way in the direction of the Chamber of Commerce hall that Lena was pointing to, she occasionally saw several heavily armed corpses. Looking at the insignia on the armor, it should be the guards of the town of Luzhou. Sid examines the wounds on the corpse and transfers to Ian what he has learned in the barracks to examine wounds. According to the shape of the wounds, it can be determined that they were all killed by demonic beasts. Most of the corpses had been gnawed to the ground and were badly damaged, some of which appeared to have been burned by the flames.

"What's the situation," Sid stood up from the side of a corpse, "and now the monsters are going to eat cooked food?"

"Let's go!" Lena urged, apparently ignoring Sid's cold humor.

"Now I know I'm in a hurry, I ...... just now" Sid wanted to tease a few more words, but when he saw her look, he stopped.

The three of them quickened their pace, and before they reached the hall of the Golden Tail Chamber of Commerce, they heard the unique sound of battle coming from that direction. The sound of blades and arrows breaking through the air, the muffled sound of hitting enemies, and the most obvious roar of monsters, are endless. The three of them came to an intersection in front of the Golden Tail Chamber of Commerce, and sure enough, several sub-humans and humans were fighting against the monsters.

The door of the Chamber of Commerce was open - there was no gate anymore, to be exact, and it was lying crookedly in the front courtyard.

Guarding the center of the door of the Chamber of Commerce was a one-eyed old man in black heavy armor. His short hair and eyebrows were all white, and the beard that hung on his lips, chin, and sides of his cheeks was grayish-white, in stark contrast to his black blindfold and black armor. The old warrior held an extremely long heavy sword firmly in both hands, and his only eye stared fiercely at the demonic beast in front of him, which lacked one eye like him. Ian saw that he was standing calmly, like a bell tower blocking the monsters in front of them.

Several subhumans and humans flanked him were also fighting, forming an arc with him, guarding the main building of the Chamber of Commerce. Among those warriors, there was a guy wearing an olecrasbill helmet who couldn't see his face clearly. He holds a short axe in each hand, which is very special. However, the most striking thing on his whole body is the ornate feather ornament behind his helmet.

The exaggerated brim and shadow of the olecranon almost completely obscured his face, and the helmet was topped with multicolored feathers that hung down in long lengths. As he moved through the battle formation, the multicolored feathers sometimes flew up and down, sometimes turning into a rainbow and following his master.

It's like an angry fighting, Ian thought.

The two short axes were also peculiar, not the ones Ian had seen in the Hilfa Empire. The blade of the hatchet is very thick and long, and the entire handle, and even some of the blades, are bandaged. If you look closely, the bandages also wrapped around his axe-holding hands. That's what it means to fight until the last moment, never to the death.

Beside him, there is also a strangely dressed subhuman. He wears a pair of goggles and a headscarf around his head. Thanks to the place he had given for his pricked ears, Ian was able to identify him as a subhuman. The subhuman's cloak hung diagonally over the right shoulder, covering only the right side of the body, and looked quaint and heavy, as if it had been made of animal skins. Hidden under the cloak, his right hand held a straight thin sword, which had been stained with blood and turned black-brown like a huge black stitch.

The subhuman's cloak was also stained with blood, I don't know if it was his or the monster's. The most striking thing is his left hand, which is not covered by the cloak, a huge metal arm beneath the shoulder armor. The metal arm shaft and spring bolts were clearly visible, and the palms at the end were clenched into fists, with a sheer size that did not match his size, and was even larger than his own head.

The hall of the Golden-tailed Chamber of Commerce sits north and faces south, and on the east side of the gate is a human female swordsman. Holding a silver shield about her height in her right hand and a longsword in her left hand, she dealt with the three small monsters that Ian couldn't name.

"Grandpa Rodel!" Lena couldn't help but walk up to Sid from behind, and exclaimed eagerly, but her voice was full of joy.

The white-haired, heavy-armored old man seemed to glance at Lina and laughed, "I thought it was reinforcements from a distance!

"Hmph, it's not the best to send reinforcements, I told the old man that I don't need to call reinforcements!" said the soldier wearing a gorgeous eagle's beak helmet coldly on the side.

"That's what your subordinates think, Elder Rodel," the subhuman of the mechanical arm echoed his companion in a respectful tone, "and your subordinates will deal with them." ”

"Hahaha," the old man named Rodell smiled heartily, "don't complain to me, that's the president's decision." ”

He shouted at Lena again, "Find a place to hide, wait for us in a while, and we'll be fine!"

"Oh no!" the female swordsman guarding the east side screamed, and quickly stepped forward to shoot several swords, and then smashed the huge silver shield into the ground. For a moment, Ian seemed to see a psychic blue wave spread out from the point of contact between the shield and the ground.

Two of the three-headed demonic beasts that had been attracted by Lina's voice and turned around were stunned by the shockwave. But the farthest away from the female swordsman reacted quickly, and by this time it was out of the shockwave range and rushed towards Lena.

Sid placed his sword across his right shoulder, stepped forward, and pulled Lena back with his left hand on her shoulder. Ian took Zach around from the other side and got in front of Lena. The beast rushed fifteen paces in front of Sid, and Sid's greatsword could attack enemies about five paces away from him. Although his two-handed sword still rested horizontally on his shoulder, he looked rather relaxed, but at this time he had already calculated the moment and was ready to use the over-the-shoulder slash to strike a single blow.

Ten steps, seven steps...... At this moment, with a whoosh, a black feather arrow with a silver-white point of light flew from behind the demonic beast in an elegant arc, accurately hitting the demonic beast's back. Although it was a little different from what he predicted, Sid did not hesitate, stepped forward and slashed diagonally, and the two-handed sword slammed down from his shoulder, slashing off the head of the monster and one of its forelimbs cleanly.

"Good arrow!" Sid's swordsmanship Ian was used to seeing for a long time, but it was this archery that was admirable. Ian looked up and saw a slender archer on the roof of the Chamber of Commerce hall, waving at them.

"It's Titi!" Lena cried out cheerfully, then raised her arms and waved vigorously at the archer.

"How?" asked Sid.

"They didn't tell us to help, let's look at our employer first. Ian glanced at the distance, "It looks like this should be fine, several of them are psychic users." ”

Sid twisted his head back and watched the battle in silence.

The archer, Titi, always stood on the roof of the hall to support her companions, and her arrows were always accurate in filling in their gaps or omissions. In the melee scuffle, the positions and movements of humans and beasts change rapidly, and Ian can't imagine how she can deliver every arrow to the beast with precision without accidentally injuring her companions. Just the confidence with which he shot every arrow impressed Ian.

The sub-armes of the mechanical arm and the eagle-beaked warriors with double axes should be comrades who are very familiar with each other, otherwise their cooperation would not have been so smooth. Two people, three weapons, and a mechanical arm, they can fight with ease and in and out, and it looks like a pas de deux, and this battlefield is their dance floor.

The shield-wielding swordswoman is still on her own, fending off the demonic beasts that continue to gather from the east side. The archer Titi quickly noticed the pressure on her side. With the cooperation of far and near, although it is tight, it can also be maintained.

Ian could see that the most difficult of these enemies to deal with should be the monster that the heavily armored old man was facing that looked different. The beast was muscular, with a red coat, and although it was huge, it was so agile that even Titi never wasted arrows to sneak up on it.

The most worrying thing is its eyes.

On the tiger's head, one eye has been blinded, and the wound has not yet healed, which must have been caused by the battle. The other eye was burning, and orange-red flames rose enormously in its eyes. Ian remembered the burned corpses at the gates of Green State.