Tel Aviv and Narse cautiously walked towards the town of Davos, but unexpectedly, they passed through the barrier with great ease.

But the next moment, a blinding white light suddenly appeared in front of their eyes, and at that moment they couldn't see anything clearly.

By the time their vision slowly returned, they no longer knew where they were, and it was dark all around them, and they were so disoriented.

So far, they haven't seen any danger, so Nalse casually took the big knife back: "The situation doesn't feel good right now. ”

"It's not that bad, Narse, I can feel the fluctuations in power here, and I can still tell the general direction. Tel Aviv shook his staff, and a flash of fire flew straight up to it, a faint light that allowed the two of them to see around.

"You probably misunderstood what I meant, I guess I meant this. With that, Narse lifted his finger and pointed to the sky above.

When Narse's words fell, Tel Aviv looked in the direction he was pointing, and saw the red moon hanging high in the sky.

"Scarlet Moon. He stared intently at the moon in the sky as he whispered to himself.

After a moment of silence, Tel Aviv continued: "Regarding this kind of moon, there is a record in the materials of our priests, and legend has it that the color of the moon is not quite the same in different boundaries, the color of the moon in our world is gray, the color of the moon in the divine world is blue, and the moon in the underworld is red. ”

"Ah, I already know. Narse smiled helplessly, and then pulled out the broadsword behind him.

"Why, you orcs have this kind of record?" Tel Aviv still looked up at the moon in the sky, after all, this strange sight is not something that can be seen casually.

"No, I don't like to read much, I don't know if the orcs have any records, but I know very well that I'm not old enough to be dizzy. With that, Narse sighed for some reason.

His rather yin and yang tone finally caused Tel Aviv to lower his head in the air, but in the next moment, Nalse had already raised his feet and rushed out.

Tel Aviv then realized that they had long been firmly surrounded by the undead.

With a casual knife, Narse directly split the nearest undead in half from the middle, but the undead did not splatter the expected blood, but scattered like dust in the wind.

Immediately after, the undead behind him quickly leaned in, but Nalse didn't care, he clenched the big knife in his hand and kept slashing.

Narse didn't mind sending the undead to die once.

However, Narse was far less efficient at dealing with this kind of thing than Tel Aviv, and with a slight swing, the ice began to spread rapidly from under his feet.

The undead whose legs were clung to by the ice were difficult to break free for a while.

"Alright, I think we're going to have to hurry, Narse, it's not going to trap them for long. "Tel Aviv is still infusing the staff with magic to maintain the status quo.

"It's not a good job to work without gold. Narse shrugged with a smile, then rushed out and slashed at the immobile undead with a large knife.

Nalse's movements were fast, and after a while, the two of them walked out of the undead encirclement.

Relieved, Narse subconsciously glanced back, only to find that the undead who had been split in half first were slowly recovering, which made him feel helpless: "It seems that this thing is more troublesome than those disgusting demons." ”

"According to the records, the undead should also be considered spirits, and spirits are basically difficult to destroy, at least, by physical means. Tel Aviv walked towards Narcekop.

"Why, magic against magic, but are you sure this thing is magic?" Nalse looked down at the vibrant land of Davos, then raised his hand to thrust the broadsword back into his back.

"Your question is right, spirits really don't belong to the category of magic, although I haven't tried it, but it should be difficult to destroy spirits with magic, but it's not impossible. Tel Aviv raised his hand and rubbed his nose, and as he moved, a small white bug lying on his nose flew up gently.

"It seems that the trip to the Demon Realm has changed you a lot, although it is not very big, but at least, it should be a good thing. Listening to Tel Aviv's gushing words, Narse suddenly grinned after a brief pause.

Tel Aviv was quickly silenced by Narse's words, which he neither admitted nor refuted.

In fact, Tel Aviv himself has this question, and he has asked himself more than once if he has unknowingly added something.

Although he didn't know what it was, for a moment he suddenly felt that his heart, which had long been accustomed to emptiness, seemed to have a sense of fullness.

"Don't be so depressed, Tel Aviv, look at this flower, it's really good. Narse crouched down and plucked a flower that could be found everywhere on the side of the road.

Tel Aviv, who was pondering, was forcibly pulled back to reality by Narse, sighed, he raised his hand to take the flower and looked at it carefully, and then threw it aside: "Well, it's really not bad." ”

He admits that the flower is beautiful, but he has no interest in this kind of thing, and there are more urgent things now, but no more than two steps out of the house, Tel Aviv suddenly turns back, picks up the flower and looks at it carefully.

"Shouldn't I laugh out loud so that you don't feel so embarrassed?" said Nelsei, shrugging his shoulders and walking back in Tel Aviv's footsteps again.

This made Tel Aviv's hand move pause unconsciously, and then looked at Narse with a helpless face: "Do you need me to say thank you?"

"Say whatever you want, but if you give me some gold, I think I'll be happier. Narse exhaled.

However, Tel Aviv did not reply, but concentrated on studying the flower in his hand, he gently pulled the flower open, and then gently poured the white egg in the stamen into the palm of his hand.

Immediately afterward, he cautiously picked up one of the white eggs, and after carefully breaking it open, he saw the white worm inside that had not yet taken shape.

Sure enough, in response to Tel Aviv's speculation, the white objects on the flowers were all eggs.

Although Tel Aviv didn't know what the bugs were for, he knew that they had to be destroyed.

With that in mind, he waved the staff in his hand.

Then, a flash of fire quickly jumped towards the land full of life.

Soon, the town of Davos was ablaze, and the flames were everywhere, engulfing everything with impunity.