The horror that had been suppressed before resurfaced in their hearts, and no matter how Grez shouted, the soldiers could no longer hear it, and perhaps even if they did, no one would pay attention to it, because now the guards were full of running away, running away in a panic, no matter where they ran, as long as they could avoid these terrible demons.

Bang~~

Poof~~cough~~

Grez was knocked out by the mace coming from his back, although he was not killed, but he was also seriously injured, after all, under such an attack, no one can still jump alive when hit, Grez did not die because of his good physique, otherwise he would have been shot to death directly like those soldiers.

Although he didn't die, he didn't feel good at this moment, and the blood that came out of the mouth was the best proof, proving that he should have been hurt by the inner mansion at this moment, although it was not fatal, but the hidden danger had been left, even if he escaped alive, I am afraid that he could only be a mercenary commander in this life, because he was no longer able to participate in the battle in person.

Cluck~~~~

Just as Grez got up in pain, the familiar and terrifying sound came from behind him, the sound of bones rubbing. The voice was familiar to Greze, as he had led the Desert Guard in the sewers to defeat the undead.

He knew exactly how difficult these undead creatures were, and although they were easy to kill, they were extremely fast and numerous, which caused great losses to the team that had been fighting the sewers, and after several failed crusades, the king had to order the sewers to be sealed and no one could enter.

Of course, if anyone is willing to go in and die, he will not stop him, he is just ordered to block the entrance to the sewers to prevent those undead creatures from entering the ground. As for those who go down? That would no longer be under his jurisdiction.

Originally, Grez thought that as long as those undead creatures were obediently in the sewers, then he would never see those damn bones again, but he didn't expect that. I actually heard that familiar voice again, the voice of the undead skeleton here!

Bang~~Bang~~~

Almost subconsciously, Grace turned around and swept the spear across it, directly breaking the skeleton on his back to pieces. But that was the end of Grace's attack, for he was already stunned by what he saw.

I saw that behind the demons, countless undead spirits composed of white bones appeared, some with swords and some with bows. There are also skeleton mages with all kinds of lights on their hands. They were densely packed together, and the ranks crowded forward in a haphazard manner, trying to drown the guards who were still struggling to hold on with this sea of skeletons.

The screams that came from all sides testified to this carnage, the slaughter of humanity by the undead and demons. This made Grez, who was originally quite tough, despair, and fear alternately surfaced in his heart, corroding his still strong heart.

The guards were gone, and Grez knew it in his heart. Therefore, he didn't plan to help them, after all, at this critical moment, he couldn't protect himself, let alone the guards who were already desperate to the point of collapse? So Grez gritted his teeth. Turning his head and rushing towards the way out.

At this time, the exit has long been blocked by dense demons, it is clear that demons are not only killing machines, they can also think, and they also know tactics, but people are often blinded by their appearance, thinking that they only know bloodthirsty, thus ignoring the fact that they are also intelligent creatures.

And Grez seemed to see a sarcastic smile on the ugly faces of the demons at this moment, and no matter where Grez ran, it seemed that the figure of the demon was dangling in front of him.

At this moment, Grace felt like a mouse, being toyed with by a pack of cats. When he has played enough, that is, his death. But he had never had such a strong desire to survive**, he didn't want to die, he didn't want to be used as a toy by demons.

There is a limit to human courage. When the blows and failures are mocking him again and again, people have only two reactions, one is to break the jar and break it, and give up and struggle in despair. The other is a crazy struggle, desperate.

If he was confident at the beginning, now he doesn't have any confidence in defeating demons. If he dies in battle, it may be nothing, because he is not afraid of death, but this kind of trick is something he cannot bear, because as time goes by, he will become more and more desperate, and when all his faith is lost, there is only despair left in his heart, and the more desperate he is, the more he struggles, and the more he does not want to die. Let a fearless warrior, from not fearing death to struggling to survive, the pain and torture experienced in the process is what the demons are best at, and it is also their longest method of play.

The wails faded away, and all that remained of the women's dwelling was the howls of monsters and the shrill laughter of demons, as if they had found great satisfaction in this game. Watching the resolute warriors of the past struggle in pain, let bravery turn into cowardice, let courage turn into fear, and let those who are not afraid of death struggle to survive. All of this can make them extremely satisfied, and at the same time, they will be strengthened.

Because the negative emotions of human beings, such as fear, pain, despair, etc., are their best source of strength, just like the power of faith, piety, devotion and fearlessness, etc.

Smack~~~Wow~~

Grez smashed a skeleton in the opposite direction again, and then hid in the corner next to the bed, now he didn't want to fight, he didn't have the strength to continue fighting, he just wanted to rest now, he wanted to stay away from those dangers.

Bite~~~

"Who!"

Puff~~~~

Grayz, who was already a little nervous, immediately stabbed his spear in his back when he heard the sound.

This time, though, he didn't stab a demon or a skeleton, but a soldier dressed in a desert guard. The soldier stared at his commander Grace with wide eyes, as if trying to figure out why his commander had stabbed his weapon in the chest.

The soldier slowly fell, clutching the spear in one hand and tugging at the gauze tent he had taken refuge with.

Wow~~Wow~~

As his figure fell, the gauze tent he had dragged was also pulled to the ground. In an instant, countless figures stopped their search and looked at the source of the sound in unison. And this place that could have been used to hide was completely exposed to the eyes of the demons, and became the most conspicuous place. (To be continued.) )