Draenor followed Lopud gently towards the stairwell, the voice echoing through the empty brick walls like ghostly whispers.

He was a little further forward than the exorcist, his right hand holding the firebolt ready to breathe fire at the monster of his imagination, but when he looked into the crack in the brick wall on the right, he finally let go of the ridiculous ideas.

Hidden in the gap that had been covered by the statue was a man, chin resting on his chest with a sparse beard, staring blankly at the rusty badge he held in his right hand, while in his left hand he clutched a shattered short firebolt, the most intimidating flare gun of any kind.

"Demons, demons!"

The moment he noticed Draenor approaching, the man suddenly cried hysterically and raised the gun to his eyebrows.

"Don't! I'm human! Can a demon stand in front of you like this and speak? Draenor quickly raised his hands and explained to the other party.

"People? Ah, yes, you know Dorian and are lost lambs like me. The man hesitated for a moment, then dropped the short gun at his feet.

"What are you doing? Lamb? Draenor suddenly felt like he was back in Caesar's house of forgiveness, and the old soothsayer liked to use that word to describe himself.

"Yes, Lamb, you and I are." The man struggled to his feet and opened his arms towards Draenor, "We Canaanites are guilty, and the weight of sin weighs me hard. But listen, it's an ode to Kan, a shepherd's call! The player will wash away our sins and become the purest beings like newborn babies! ”

"Draenor, stand back." Lopud suddenly blocked Draenor with his arm, put the suitcase at the mouth of the stairs with his left hand, and slowly poked into the gap in the backpack

"What the hell is this guy doing?" Draenor looked at the figure that was gradually crawling out of the gap and asked the exorcist, the man had the same hair color as Leonia and had a broken metal necklace around his neck, all of which proved that he was Leonid!

"The shepherd's flute sounded! We must answer His call!! ”

"Stand back!"

At the moment when the man lunged at Draenor, Lopud grabbed Narao's neck with his elbow first, pressed him against the wall, and broke the seal of the glass bottle with his left thumb, pouring all the light blue medicine into his mouth

"Waste, get behind me!" Amoro shouted at Draenor, slung his unfolded axe over his shoulders and took a ready-to-face stance.

By the moment Draenor came to his senses, Lopud had already let go of his arm and stood further back than before, keeping an eye on Leonid's every move.

The poor old fellow was lying on the ground like a stranded tuna, tossing in agony, and when his wrinkled face turned a dull purple, he grabbed himself by the neck and spat out a large puddle of black, viscous liquid to the ground.

"He's possessed." Lopud explained to Draenor, who was stunned, "There's more than just beasts here, pull him away!" ”

Without the slightest hesitation, Draenor ignored the black liquid that was rising on the ground, grabbed Leonid by the collar and pulled him aside.

The next second, when he pulled out the fire gun and turned his head, he saw that there was an additional person in the place where the liquid flowed, and the liquid as black as asphalt solidified into a torso and limbs, until it was all cracked and peeled off, revealing skin as pale as lime.

"It's Azra's creation......" Draeno reacted, having seen exactly the same thing when he encountered Belel before!

Wow!!!

Before Draenor could warn, Lopud swung his whip violently, and the silver light sliced the moonlight into countless shards and slid down the halls until it wrapped itself around the monster's neck.

The barbs embedded in the silver whip cut through the pale skin, and the moment Lopud stopped, black smoke suddenly erupted from the monster's body, and the rolling head turned into ashes.

"It's the Blood Fiend, it looks like it hasn't eaten in a long time, and it's so weak that it ...... a cluster" The exorcist put away the silver whip and focused his attention on the unconscious man.

"He's alive!" Draenor sent powerful vibrations through his fingertips, each of which proved that the tenacious vitality that lay within Leonid was still struggling.

"If he hadn't met us, he wouldn't have been so lucky." Lopud possessed and crouched down and poured another bottle of transparent potion into Leonid's body, "The exorcism ritual will greatly deplete his life force, but these energy potions will help him a little." ”

"Ahem...... Vomit! Vomit!! ”

Poor Leonid was so choked that he half-sat up on Draenor's shoulders and retched vigorously.

"Hah...... Michelle, it's good to have you...... I didn't keep up with the team for a while, what the hell happened...... Wait, you're not Michelle! ”

When he looked up and saw the unfamiliar face of Draeno, Leonid struggled backwards as if he had lost his soul, and the back of his head hit the corner of the relief with a dull sound.

"Don't worry, we were commissioned by Nia Saf Rao to help you, we are exorcists, you are safe now."

Draenor almost bit his tongue when he uttered his last words, he had unconsciously counted himself as an exorcist, and quickly raised his head to observe Amoro's reaction.

"That's pretty much it, not to mention safety, you're more than a rabbit now. Can we go back now? Amoro looked coldly at the middle-aged man who had just calmed down, patted Lopud on the shoulder and said.

"Wait a minute, don't forget another thing." Lopud turned his head to Amoro and replied, staring at the man leaning against the wall with those dull eyes, "You're Leonid, tell me what's going on here." ”

The hypnotic tone forced Leonid to be quiet, and he slowly lowered his eyelids, and whispered back like a dream:

"Our sail rope was bitten off and we were able to survive on food savings for two weeks without any food sources...... The surrounding villages were in ruins, and I finally chose to take my daughter to join the Eastern Stranders, trying my luck at this church, but unfortunately encountered 'bats', and only eight members of the team, including my daughter and me, survived. ”

Draenor thought for a moment, convinced that the "bat" he was referring to was the gargoyle he had seen earlier. But the difference between these two creatures is really huge, except that they also have wings and can fly, both in size and threat!

"The church has been completely surrounded by 'bats', and we originally planned to build a temporary camp on the second floor. But on the third occasion, we heard the melody of 'Kansong'......"

He had mentioned the word when Leonid was possessed, and Draenor watched the two exorcists sideways, as if they didn't know anything about the term just like himself.

"What's that?" Draenor asked.

"It's 'Cansong'! The nursery rhyme of the ancient night demon clan is a special melody! The natives of Luna Omon believed that this melody would awaken Flora, who was sleeping in the center of the moon, and it was originally a very beautiful melody. ”

Leonid's eyes widened suddenly, and after explaining all this, his eyes stared blankly at the ground.

"But the one I heard before was not the original 'Kansong', its player was dead, but the man was standing at the top of the tower, dressed in a priest's clothes and playing a creepy melody on his flute, which summoned the sleeping demon and suddenly appeared before us like a nightmare. The team members who realized the situation covered their ears, but before I could react, I was dragged downstairs by a pale demon......"

"What a brute I'm in! I can't even protect my own daughter! Leonid punched Lin and gritted his teeth to hold back the tears that were about to overflow his eyes.

The crowd fell silent along with Leonid, and just as Draenor was about to open his mouth to reveal to him about Leonia's situation, an eerie melody broke the brief silence.

The lake that looked like the moonlight was reflected, and it was like the calm sea, but it made people tremble instinctively, as if they heard the heart-rending sword in a nightmare