The fight is faster than the black-haired wizard could have imagined.

In fact, this is normal - if you really gamble your life, it is impossible to drag on too much in a desperate fight; a slash, a straight stab can understand a person's life, and if you can't dodge a little, you will fall on the spot!

For the wandering knights of House Bellini, this battle was just that.

Even if it was a one-on-one situation, Loren didn't dare to guarantee that he would be able to deal with them unscathed, and in terms of swordsmanship and experience, their level was not inferior to the knightly guards of the Earl of Deep Limburg, or even surpassed.

But now they have all been "devoured" by the holy blood potion in their bodies, and in the face of a terrifying existence similar to an evil god, the power of that monster is definitely not something that mortals can resist, it is a power that can directly harm their consciousness and soul!

No matter how tenacious and indomitable they are, they are still vulnerable in the face of the void power that destroys their will and is even close to materialization, enough to distort reality.

Fighting so far, it's just a matter of asking for death......

The impact of the blades, the crumbling of armor, the tearing of flesh...... The sound came and went, but there was still no cry for mercy or wailing, only the dull sound of the corpse falling to the ground.

After a futile struggle, only one death after another, they were no longer able to dodge or block the fatal blow while attacking.

"Poof——!

The gray-blue sword flashed, and Aalto, with a hideous expression, felt that his vision suddenly became higher, and in the next moment, the whole world began to spin. He saw that his body was headless, and he was lying there dripping with blood, twitching unconsciously.

He suddenly wanted to say something, but the words stopped at his lips, his distorted expression gradually froze, and his eyes turned into gray glass.

Looking at those still crazy eyes, the black-haired wizard sighed deeply......

That's why he hates dealing with this kind of paranoia, and this kind of person is almost the same level as the drug addicts, psychopaths, and fanatics.

And Loren hates accidents.

The female elves and night watchmen behind him did not have as much thought as him, half-crouching between the blood and the corpses, gasping and looking vigilantly at both sides of the street, even the little wizard leaned against the wall, desperately wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, and pursing his lips that had turned purple, so as not to show the slightest cowardice and weakness.

The black-haired wizard, who had originally intended to comfort her, didn't go up in the end - at this time, shouting and asking for warmth would only make Ain feel that she was still the one who was taken care of, and that there was no extra use at all except to hit her.

"Although I know it's not right to say this now......" Calming her breath, the elf suddenly spoke, "but in my experience, it's better for us to get out of here as soon as possible." ”

"Why?"

"Didn't you say that those who have turned into monsters also rely on the smell of blood and the sound to discern their prey?" Leah looked at the two night watchmen, "When I was in the Oldwood Forest, those ogres also relied on these to ......"

Before she finished speaking, the female elf with her pointed ears shaking slightly suddenly shook, her wide eyes staring at the other side of the street, and her sudden expression made everyone nervous.

"Is there a monster coming this way?" asked the little wizard tentatively.

"No......" the female elf gritted her teeth, trying not to be too "nervous":

"It's the thing, it's coming this way!"

Everyone's expressions were stunned for a moment, and then they looked at each other in the same shock, realizing that the huge shadow was already approaching them!

"Calm down...... Don't panic. The black-haired wizard tried to calm his breath and licked his chapped lips, "Edward." ”

"What's the matter?"

"The stronghold you're talking about isn't in the direction 'it' came from, is it?"

"It's not. ”

"Very good...... Loren, who forced himself to be calm, nodded dryly:

"Run!"

The group of people who had tacit understanding did not hesitate to run in the opposite direction, and the monster without feet seemed to look like it was faltering and could only crawl slowly - but the so-called "slowness" was compared to its shape!

Even if it was just "wriggling", it would be enough to swallow up a large area of the surrounding streets and crush the houses into ruins compared to a "quagmire of flesh" nearly thirty meters high.

This corpse and plasma "sludge monster" is in some ways even more terrifying than the Izka of the Oldwood Forest - at least for Loren, his "Turin Fire" is much less effective against such monsters!

It was just a certain level of explosion, which didn't matter to it at all, it had to be strong enough to even melt the bones in an instant to hurt it.

Compared to it, those mutated monsters aren't even appetizers.

Running wildly, running as hard as he could, there was no time to turn back, even if he had just experienced a fierce battle, the physical strength of several people had been almost exhausted - especially the little wizard, his cheeks were congested, and his breathing became more and more rapid.

It was definitely not because of some cranky thoughts, from the moment she started to escape, all she could do was barely keep up and not fall behind, and even being able to keep up with it until now has far exceeded her limits.

I definitely don't... Never be a burden to him;

We agreed that no matter what we face, we would have two people together instead of letting him carry it alone!

The red face was boiling hot, and something seemed to be pouring out of his nose, and his lungs seemed to be about to explode...... Adam Rand, who gritted his teeth and had tears in the corners of his eyes, still didn't stop.

I'm Ain Rand, Ayn Rand of Lothair's Deep Limburg, and I'm from Wimpal... I... I......

I'm not a burden!

"Bang ——!"

The door of the house on the side of the road was suddenly slammed open, and out of several mutated "monsters", or rather, ...... Once a family of three.

Without waiting for the black-haired wizard's "order", Ain, who was kneeling on his knees, rushed straight forward by "gliding" by inertia, and with his left hand, he had already skillfully removed the eagle bow on his back.

Stretch the bow, pull the arrow, pull the string!

The little wizard who almost rushed in front of the monster brought down the enemy almost at the same time as the war dancer!

"This is it. ”

Slightly surprised, Edward withdrew his gaze from Ain's body and looked back at the black-haired wizard with his back to him: "It's safe to be here for the time being, but you don't want to ......"

Edward, who was about to ask, found him stunned and didn't answer him at all, with a faint shock in his expression.

"Loren ......"

"It's fine!"

Loren, who suddenly came to his senses, immediately spoke, his expression a little uncertain: "We may need to change our plans." ”

"What do you mean?"

"I need you to do me a favor and divert the nearby enemies. The black-haired wizard pretended to be calm and smiled, "It's best not to let others find me, especially here!"

Edward frowned, "You found the ...... of the Holy Grail"

Before he finished speaking, Loren stretched out his hand to stop him and nodded silently.

Edward understood what he meant, there must be someone other than the Bellini family who wanted to get the Holy Grail, and if it continued, there would definitely be more people coming to the door, and there would be no end to it.

It seems that going separate seems to be the most sensible option, but ...... Edward always felt that Loren was not telling the truth completely, and seemed to be hiding something.

That's right, the two sides are just a cooperative relationship, even if they are friends, it is impossible not to be wary of some at all, and it is reasonable to hide something.

.................. Kicking open the door, Loren walked into the room with a sinking face, and Asrael, who had re-transformed into a human form, was already waiting for him.

"You'd better tell me you're wrong. ”

"Dear Loren, I don't want that to be the case if I can. The boy's expression looked extremely "embarrassed" - of course, Loren definitely didn't believe it:

"Unfortunately, you've guessed it right - the true location of the Nine-Pointed Star Grail is in the sewers of Ebberden!"

"So if I still want to get the Nine-Pointed Star Grail, I'll have to go to the sewers and fight my way through the thousands of monsters?"

"You trust me too much!"

"You don't really need to, which is why I'd advise you to go alone. The young man's delicate face smiled playfully: "Someone has already done it for you, and I'm afraid it's waiting for you."

Yes, that's right, it's her......

Ariel Corona - I already know who she is!"