The Warcraft army slaughtered Contesino in a mighty way, and although it was not as numerous as the beginning, it was still able to spread over the wilderness. The large and small monsters were bustling, but they were not chaotic, and the low roars of the beasts sounded from time to time, and people could feel their calm and restless emotions.

They are patient, the last patient, just for the next moment of outburst.

Quite a few people have evacuated Conteseno, most of them adventurers and magicians. In the desperate situation where the blade was seriously injured and the beastmaster was still at his peak, it was impossible for them to win. Not to mention that in order to kill the Beastmaster, more than half of the magic guide cannon has been destroyed, and there may still be magic crystals sealed with super-level magic, but what is the use?

Not to mention the number of crystals, it is a question of whether you can still approach the Beastmaster and use magic crystals!

Staying here was only waiting for death, so they fled. Among them were also individual sergeants.

Ollambet didn't bother, he didn't have the energy to care about the deserters. What he was thinking about now was how to minimize the number of demonic beasts, even if it was to the last man.

Keng——

The crisp sound of the sword echoed, and Orambet drew his sword. He is going to go into battle in person and fight until the last moment!

At that moment, a hand slapped on his shoulder, pressing down the already raised blade. There was a voice in his ears, he had never heard this man's voice before, but after listening to it, he was inexplicably relieved.

"Leave it to me."

...

Everyone looked nervously at the approaching black wave, and the golden light bathed in the hideous beast body, and there was a feeling of divine might. For some reason, the crowd felt that the Holy Day was a bit dazzling.

Goo –

Someone swallowed his saliva unconsciously, his hands trembled, and the sweat oozing from his palms flowed down the hilt of the sword and fell down the sword grid. His eyes were white, and he fainted.

With a clang, the blade fell to the ground. It was only at this point that the nervous people in the vicinity noticed that someone had fainted, and then silently carried the lucky guy aside.

Yes, he was lucky not to have to face death and feel the fear and pain it brings.

Knock –

Knock –

Knock –

The deep voice was like the footsteps of death, getting closer and closer. Even if the Ogre King is not the Grim Reaper, he is almost the same as the Grim Reaper now. The moment it arrives at Contesino, it will reap its life.

Silently clenching the blade of the sword in his hand, the sergeants chose to stay here despite fear.

For the sake of the family!

Some of them were once civilians of Conteseno, some were from Galingbon, or other cities. Whatever they enlisted for, right now, they just want to fight for their loved ones!

As long as one more monster is killed, the enemy's strength will be weakened, and their family will have more hope of survival!

To do this, they will fight until the last moment, even at the cost of their own lives.

While they were waiting for the order to be given, someone suddenly spotted the young man under the holy sun.

He had short black hair, wore a dark purple aristocratic garment, the scabbard at his waist was as black as night, and the corners of his clothes were equally black and hunted in the wind.

No one knew when he was standing there, or how he appeared, but when they noticed, they saw that the man was already standing there.

Only Ollambet saw the black-haired young man suddenly disappear above the city walls, and then, in the wilderness a thousand meters away, the figure suddenly appeared as ghostly as when he disappeared.

Orambet didn't even see any of the other party's movements!

He suddenly remembered a report from the adjutant a few days ago:

A brawl ensued in the hall of the Adventurers' Guild, in which six adventurers were crippled from their injuries, and a patrol was involved as the captain. He remembered that the report mentioned a young man with the same black hair, armed with a pitch-black sword, who annihilated a team of adventurers with iron-level combat power in a very short period of time at ghostly speed.

At the time, he didn't think about it, but he just thought that there was another Mithril level in Contesino. Originally, he wanted to find time to visit, but due to his busy schedule, he had to entrust Bennet to do it.

Although Bennet later gave a very high evaluation, Oranbet was not very relieved. Even if you can reach platinum, I don't know when.

In retrospect, his idea was undoubtedly ridiculous. The speed that has just been shown is not something that the Mithril level can achieve.

In addition to being shocked in his heart, he also felt lucky.

As for whether the black hair is a demon or not?

So what? As long as he can save the city, what if it's a demon? What's more, thousands of years ago, the demons and humans were originally the same race.

...

Looking at the endless army of Warcraft and the corpses and bones all over the ground, Lu Kaifeng was also shocked.

There were bones and blood all over the ground, and a fishy, sweet and rancid stench wafting in the air, mixed with the smell of barbecue.

Don't look at Lu Kaifeng standing there steadily, in fact, his face is quite pale now, the acid in his stomach is constantly churning, and he can even smell the smell of dinner gushing.

Even if it's almost digested.

In fact, he was already a little uncomfortable when he returned to the city and passed through the wilderness, and after dinner, he also blocked the sword soul so that he barely spit it out. Later, I found that the battle situation did not seem to be so ideal, and I struggled for a long time before I came out of the house.

Although he was quite calm in front of Ophelia and Orambet, he was actually quite resistant.

What the?

You said you've seen it in the game?

Why don't you try to restore all the sensory effects to 100 percent? If I don't regurgitate, is it better for me to lose?

What the? You say you're more excited? Then I can only call the police.

However, since you have promised others, you can only bite the bullet. I pretended to be 13, and I had to stretch my neck up to suffer when the thunder struck!

Forcibly holding back the gushing stomach acid, Lu Kaifeng took a deep breath, intending to stabilize his mind.

No way... Instead, I want to vomit even more...

It's also a good thing that he is now facing away from Conteseno, otherwise his current expression would definitely be a classic.

Rolling his eyes, under the gaze of everyone, Lu Kaifeng took a step back, and his center of gravity slowly declined.

He held his breath, put his hand on the hilt of his sword, and then jerked it out!

Keng——

The crisp sound of the sword echoed in this heaven and earth, and the flash of sword light instantly penetrated all the demonic beasts in the wilderness.

And the monsters are still unaware and are still advancing. It's just that they can't go a few steps.

Snort –

Countless bodies soared into the air and then fell to the ground. The sound of blood gushing sounded one after another in the demonic beasts, and the bright red liquid reflected the bright brilliance under the light of the holy sun, just like the fountain square in the Western Capital, beautiful against the backdrop of magic lamps.

It was only then that everyone reacted, and after seeing this scene, their eyes widened and their expressions of horror were revealed.

And the next scene is deeply imprinted in their hearts.

I saw the young man in dark purple clothes raise the pitch-black sword blade high, and then gently swung it at the beast king who rushed forward.

The invisible blade instantly pierced through the earth and through the body of the beastmaster. It slashed through the mud, and it slashed through the body of the Beastmaster.

That dark purple figure, like the god of war, descended on the world at this moment!

(End of volume)