A team of riders gallops through the wilderness. The riders were well-equipped, their steel armor shining, their weapons pinned to their waists and backs, and the sound of rustling as the horses swayed. Their equipment is so well maintained that it doesn't look like the one who should be on the battlefield, but the one who greets the guests. If you want to show that you value your guests, then these knights with handsome horses and good looks are the most suitable choices.

But now, these people appear in the wasteland, naturally not to greet anyone. A female knight in the team, wearing steel armor plated with silver plates, and the specially customized cuirass set off her graceful figure, "We have been patrolling this area for half a month, although I also want to believe it, but can we really find the source this time?"

"Those poor people don't deceive us at times like this. "Behind the female knight was a big strong man, so tall that one worried about whether the horses would be crushed. He also had the least amount of armor on his body—for there was no steel armor for him to put on, and it seemed like a lot of money to have a suit of armor for him—and he had a half-man-tall hammer strapped to his back, and the square hammer had smashed through some hard objects. If the bones of living beings are also hard objects.

"But the claims of the refugees are so bizarre. The knightess said, "Demons underground? If demons were something that would appear so easily, there would be no more peaceful days. ”

"Even without demons, the world would have been full of chaos. The knight, who had been leading the team in front, suddenly interjected into the conversation, and his voice was clearly heard in the ears of the two people behind him, even in the wind. The knight was dressed in the same beautiful armor, no different from the others, except that he wore a helmet, and it was impossible to see his face. If anything, he was distinguished from the others, it was that he had two weapons at his waist - one with a long sword, and the other with a distinctly curved scimitar. This is not a regular choice for the knights.

The female knight heard the voice of the leading knight, and a bright smile appeared on her face, "You seem to have a different opinion?"

"Our knight is just sentimental again. The strong man put forward his opinion, and let out a humming laugh, there was no malice in the laughter, more like a joke between friends.

The knight who led the team did not respond, but continued to make the horse under his crotch run faster. Soon, the pair of well-armed knights, as they reached an area with a view of the mountains, heard a scream that almost pierced their eardrums. The voice was so poignant that many of the knights in the team looked pained, but no one fell.

"There are no demons, but at least let's find the bugs that come out of the ground. The strong man said, holding it in his hand. The female knight pulled out the thin sword at her waist, which drew the ridicule of the strong man, "Can your little toy pierce the carapace?" "No, but I still know a few hands of magic and will not hold back." ”

The knight who led the group remained silent, but only stopped the horses and rolled over and came down from above. He listened to the non-human scream, confirmed his bearings, and rushed over to it. "Wait, Captain!" the female knight saw that he had left them behind, and hurriedly dismounted from her horse, and the strong man and the others did the same. To hear such a sound and to ride forward on a horse would be tantamount to treating the horse and your own life as child's play. If an animal like a horse continues to get closer, it will probably collapse with such a scream, and it will not be good if the person on its back is thrown off.

Next, it was up for the knights to walk to their destination and fight.

The knight who led the team hurried to the place where the sound came from, a village in ruins, and judging by the extent of the damage, this village had only recently been destroyed, and it was probably the home of the refugees—it was impossible to be sure, because in the vicinity, the villagers who had fled because of the disaster were not just a group, but one after another, moving closer to the surrounding cities and villages. If it weren't for the sheer size, he wouldn't be here.

Nearby, the screaming seemed to stop, but the next moment it sounded again, and it became sharper, more terrifying. The sound was not just about piercing the eardrum, it seemed to be turning into a sharp knife and piercing the atrium. The people who were far behind the knight finally couldn't bear it, and their movements were obviously slowed down, and they were behind the back.

And the owner of this scream finally appeared in front of these knights. The behemoth emerged from the ruins of a certain house, and the shattered ruins were swept away, and in the smoke and dust, black arthropods first emerged from it, stuck into the ground, and continued to kick up dust. In the flying dust, there were more than a dozen pairs of eyes glowing red.

When the smoke and dust gradually dispersed, the knights saw a "spider" - a spider, but a spider of this size was probably not for anyone to see. It was a monstrous monster as tall as a man on one foot, and its ground-piercing forelimbs were moving. If the heart is controlled by terror, then I am afraid that the key thing will not be discovered - and the knight who leads the team is not such a weak person. He noticed that the monster was not in such a good state that he didn't even have time to pay attention to their new "prey".

He drew the sword at his waist and rushed forward. And the female knight and the strong man who were approaching not far behind him also made their own judgment and reaction. The female knight pulled out a scroll and unfolded it, and began to chant the contents of the scroll. With a rapid chant, a mound of earth appeared at the spider's feet, wrapping its limbs tightly and immobilizing. And the strong man, holding the hammer in both hands, did not slow down in the slightest, and ran after the knight.

The knight who led the team had already rushed to the great spider, and the sword landed on the joints of the arthropods, and the soft spots were easily sliced open, and green slime gushed out from the incisions. The strong man who followed after him smashed a hammer on the carapace that he thought was the hardest, and a dull sound sounded, and the black carapace dented, but it did not break.

The large spider continued to make heart-wrenching screams, and its body was moving, but there was no more substantial threat.

The female knight noticed something strange, this monster, completely unresponsive to their attack, its screams, it didn't seem to be because of their actions.

This terrible spider only fell after being "hit" a few times like this. It gave a terrifying impression, and now it easily fell, just because a few feet were cut off? Some knights, even with their weapons drawn, were all over before they could go into battle.

The fallen spider kicked up another cloud of dust. In the smoke and dust, a small voice reached the ears of the knights. "I don't think there's anything to thank you for, but ...... Do you want to thank you for giving it the final blow?"

The voice made the heart of the leading knight tug as if he had been grasped by his hand.