Squirrel Street is a remote street. Carmelo and Alkavon have to keep the speed of the road, and they must be careful not to alarm others - there is a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger in Ward Harbor, and it is not a joke to suddenly pop up a hero from any corner, Carmelo is confident that he and Alkavon join hands, and no one can stop them under the legend, but the time is delayed, and his son and disciples all have to be confessed to Squirrel Street, the two of them are not brave and ruthless, they are here to rescue the trapped Snorlan and Ma Lan!

The clergy of the Church of Pero were not slow to come, they were fully armed, three heavily armed paladins plus five priests wearing heavy armor and holding flails, and a battle squad of eight silver ranks, it was more than enough to destroy a plague banshee whose combat effectiveness was not very high! The only suspense is how long it will take them to get to Squirrel Street.

Snorlan didn't know how long it would take for Carmelo and Arcavon or the clergy of the Church of Pero to arrive, and he could only barely survive in the endless tide of rats, and staying alive became his primary target.

"How long can it last, Farina!?" Malan shouted.

"Ten minutes at most!" Farina's head was covered in fine sweat, and she struggled to support the shield. Even though Snorlan and Malan had done their best to kill the rats attacking the protective shield, it was a drop in the bucket after all, and the endless rats were still attacking the protective shield. This light mask is the only bright reef in this gray-black ocean.

"Keep it up! Father will be here soon! Malan encouraged Farina, who nodded.

"Wait another eight minutes! If Father doesn't arrive by then, we'll tear the scroll! Malan shouted at Snowland.

Snorlan nodded and shouted, "If we get over there, will we still be alive?" ”

"Enough! But it's better than these rats biting to death! Malan honestly shouted that at this time, there was no need for him to hide it from Snowland.

"Malan! Didn't your teleportation just now be interrupted? Can teleportation scrolls work? Snowland suddenly remembered a serious problem.

Ma Lan smiled slightly: "These scrolls were all written by my uncle's best friend, Bruno, the hero archmage of the Segu Empire!" You can rest assured! ”

Snorlan nodded, mentally prepared for the most extreme situation. When he really arrived at the Segu military camp, he was not without a glimmer of life.

Carmelo was about to arrive at Squirrel Street, and their hearts sank as they ran wildly on the rooftops, watching the endless stream of rats converge on Squirrel Street.

"Banshee of the Plague! It's been a long time since I've seen a banshee like this! Carmelo sighed unhurriedly. This banshee, who is keen to spread plague and death, is the first target to be eradicated in that realm.

Alkavon said, "I probably know something. Didn't I tell you, in the village of Dunba I met the incarnation of the God of Light, who came from dealing with a great plague, and it seems that this banshee is the product of that plague! I just don't know that the incarnation of the god of light personally took action, how could he leave such a fish that slipped through the net? ”

Carmelo thought for a moment and said, "It's not surprising that the gods are getting farther and farther away from the main material plane, even if they are the incarnations of the god of light, in the main material plane, they are not necessarily stronger than you and me. This is also the result of their weakening influence on the main material plane. ”

Alkavon nodded and said, "Let's go." Destroying this plague banshee earlier is also doing something for the people here! ”

Carmelo nodded as well, and they quickened their pace, Squirrel Street was just a stone's throw away.

On the other side, a battle squad of eight Silver Clergymen had arrived at the intersection of Squirrel Street. At the head was a paladin.

The leading paladin drew his sword and shield, encouraging the team: "A plague banshee dares to spread calamity in a land illuminated by the light of the god of light, and this evil must be eliminated!" The god of light is watching us! For the glory of the God of Light! ”

The two remaining paladins and priests responded: "For the glory of the God of Light!" ”

The eight-man squad began to advance. The priests chanted hymns, and a white light surrounded the group, and the rats scattered as the light approached.

The Banshee of Plague began to move. It felt Perro's power, ignorant of it, but it instinctively felt the light that made it hide, and it felt the danger. It was restless, flying up and down, screaming even more harshly.

Ma Lan was startled and hurriedly shouted: "Someone is coming!" It was frightened, and most likely someone from the Pelo church came! Farina, step up protection! ”

"Then we'll have five minutes at most!"

"Five minutes is better than being scratched to death by one of its paws!"

Falina said no more, and Snorlan only felt the mask stare even more.

The Plague Banshee pounced, a claw that scratched hard at the mask, sending out a spark and making an extremely piercing sound. The reticle visibly shook.

Carmelo and Arcavon also went to Squirrel Street, and when they saw the clergy, the two of them were nervous, and the clergy swaggered into Squirrel Street, which could only stimulate the Plague Banshee and make it even more violent, Carmelo was nervous, Malan and Snorlan were in danger!

Cameron and Alkavon glanced at each other, their feet were faster, they didn't want the two of them to rush to 26 Squirrel Street and only collect the bodies of Malan and Snorlan.

In fact, the clergy didn't mean it, if they knew that there was a group of people in Squirrel Street who were besieged by the Plague Banshee with a swarm of rats, they would also quietly enter Squirrel Street with the main goal of saving people, after all, saving sentient beings is also one of the creeds of the clergy of the Pelo Church.

The Banshee of Plague scratched frantically at the light shield, the high-pitched, shrill sound that irritated Snowland, and his besieged anger finally exploded, and his body began to glow red—his anger was full.

With a roar, Snorlan rushed to the edge of the light mask and slashed at the Plague Banshee! The positive energy enchantment on the two-handed greatsword and Snowlan's anger slashed into the Plague Banshee's chest, and while it didn't do much damage, the pain that hit the soul caused the Plague Banshee to let out a wail of pain.

Snorlan didn't give up, and his backhand was another sword! He heard the Plague Banshee's wail, which fueled his anger even more.

Running away is never a glorious option for a barbarian, but desperately is. The blood of his ancestors in Snowlan's heart made his desire to fight stronger and stronger. He just wanted to fight now, nothing but to fight like crazy.