Nighttown, a town in the northeast corner of the Twilight Forest, a once remote town in the kingdom that has become the last refuge in this forest, after the arrival of those evil monsters and wolf-goblins!

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"Damn monsters!" Kumar cursed under his breath in an attempt to ease the pain in his arm, the roar of the monster in his ears mingled with the roar of his companions, the sound of swords slicing into rotten leather and bones suggesting that this was a battlefield, and the occasional scream of terror signaled that another unlucky man had been pulled off the wall by the monster.

Suddenly, the pain in his arm lightened, and the wound slowly scabbed over in the warmth, and Kumar felt the wound itch a little, and the countless experiences he had experienced over the past few days had told him that his wound would soon heal.

"Grandpa Webersdale, you should take a break!" After exhaling a sigh of relief, he turned around and held on to a slender old man with a staff and whispered comfort.

The old man was dressed in a white linen priest's robe, and he gasped slightly and waved his hand and said, "Look at how Kesna is, I can still hold on." ”

Webesdale is the only qualified regular priest in Nighttown, he is too old to be removed from the service in the kingdom's war call for orcs, and Kesna is his apprentice, a fifteen-year-old girl, if nothing else, Kesna will take over the town's priesthood after the old man's death.

"Hey! Carat boy, take your hands off Kesna's body! Kumar nodded, and saw a handsome young man supporting a girl, who was pale but unusually gentle with the young man, and it was clear that there was a story between them.

Kra, who has slightly pointed ears, hears Kuma's voice and gives a sunny smile, his slightly purple skin making him look a little bewitching.

He was a half-blood, a hybrid of Night Elves and Humans, and his skin was almost white to the envy of all the women of Nightlight Town when the Twilight Forest was not yet covered in darkness! But with the arrival of darkness, the talent hidden in the blood gradually appeared, and the lack of sunlight all day long made his skin gradually turn purple.

This is not uncommon in Nighttown, in fact, in addition to humans, there are also some Night Elves and Dwarves, as well as their half-elves and half-dwarves of mixed blood with humans.

When disaster struck, the skies were gradually overrun by darkness and undead monsters crawled out of their graves, the people of this remote town took in refugees who had fled from Raven Ridge, as well as some of the orc-driven refugees from the Elwyn Forest.

At first, many young people felt that they should abandon this monster-infested forest, a town doomed to destruction, before falling into the sea of undead monsters, but the older people decided to stay and defend their homeland, and then they stayed, after all, the right to speak is in the hands of the adults.

For some reason, after the destruction of Raven Ridge, the undead monsters did not continue eastward, but instead turned around and headed for the Valley of Thorns, which was good news, and it meant that they showed that they only needed to deal with the swift but scarce werewolves.

But the good times didn't last long, and just as the mayor and the militia were preparing to launch an ambush against those wolf monsters, the undead monsters turned back, and they also took an army of thousands of trolls with them!

Endless zombies and skeletons have sent the goblins back into the mines! Infinite monsters have plunged the town into despair for survival, and order here has completely collapsed.

Theft and brawls now do not attract the attention of the Mayor and the Night's Watch army, and murderers are no longer hanged in public, but instead are given weapons to fight the enemy on the walls.

Undead monsters don't need to rest, they're attacking all the time, severing hands and feet, digging out their abdomen, piercing their hearts, and the lethal damage of piercing their hearts is useless to these monsters, and unless they crush those disgusting heads, these monsters will always fight you.

If you accidentally get a wound from their claws and rusty weapons, then you need to be treated by the priest in time, or it won't be long before these wounded people become one of them!

The old priest and his apprentice had exhausted the power of the Light several times, and Kumar could now see that the hands of the old priest, who had been quite strong, trembled, and his gray hair had turned completely white in the past two days!

"Retreat, those monsters retreat!"

The cheers of the Night's Watch pull Kumar back to reality from his memories, and the monster retreats! He was shocked, as a veteran night watchman he couldn't believe his eyes!

The guards of Night Town were already crumbling, almost on the verge of collapse, and those endless sea of monsters barely changed in the slightest, so with such an advantage, the enemy actually retreated!

Kumar strode over to the edge of the battlement, pulled a young guard who was looking down from the battlement, and looked down.

The skeletons with only bones left, and the slow-moving, foul-smelling zombies, were crawling down the makeshift log wall, and some zombies with stiff joints would occasionally fall directly, bringing a large number of monsters to fall, smashing their companions on the ground, but after a while, they staggered to their feet and continued to retreat.

In the blink of an eye, the enemy that had just been dense disappeared without a trace, and if it weren't for the scraps of flesh all over the ground, as well as countless corpses with smashed heads, and scattered white bones, Kumar would definitely think that nothing had happened just now!

"Dada-da-"

The sound of horses' hooves rang out from the depths of the dark forest path, and a knight in heavy black armor and carrying a blood-red scimitar two meters long rode out of the darkness.

The helmet's eyes glowed red, proving that he was no longer human, and following the knight as a troll, he rode on a strong velociraptor and the two of them pulled the reins together from the range of the bow and arrow.

Kumar could clearly see that after the knight nodded to the troll, the troll drove his mount forward a few steps, and he held a blue flag in his hand, and the fabric of the flag should be silk. This is actually the noble banner of a human race!

"Where's your mayor? His Excellency Shoy Falken, Lord of the Wild West and a pioneer of humanity's fight against orcs, will receive him in a day's time! The troll shouted loudly in the lingua franca.

Just as Kumar was surprised that the troll was so proficient in using the lingua franca, the troll finished reading and did not make any other move, he grabbed the banner and pulled the reins, and disappeared into the darkness with the knight.