The tall horses under the seat were produced in the country of Loch, which was famous for its horses in the Western Lil League, and the people in front of him were fixed on horseback.

Wrightin, who had gained great prestige at a young age and then been deprived of it in an instant, was galloping through this small town, aiming for the county town twenty kilometers away.

Along the way, he did not shout for help or alert the local residents to evacuate, he just buried his head and kept waving his horsewhip to push forward.

It's not that he was treacherous and didn't want to call in reinforcements to help his comrades who were still fighting there;

It's not out of fear that there will be more useless cannon fodder to join the Shura field;

He didn't want to leave these residents as bait to help him drag the half-werewolf and make his escape.

The reason is simple, and also painful.

The sight in front of you can be seen even in the darkness of the night, the figures lying on the ground along the street, the houses with broken doors, windows, and walls, and the large areas of red that appear on the street.

The town was still as calm as it was in the middle of the night, but it was long gone.

This is enough to prove that the origin demon who has invaded this kingdom that has enjoyed hundreds of years of peace is not only the half-werewolf named Wulf, but also the existence of too many demons who can quietly wipe out such a large number of inhabitants in a short period of time.

Did it come out of the nest?

Wright couldn't figure it out, although the Origin Demon Race could live forever like the Immortal Emperor and the Great Mage, due to many restrictions such as race and number, and the fact that after the reproduction of offspring, the magical ability of the parent generation would gradually die out, the power of the Origin Demon Race could not be stronger than when it was just defeated.

Could it be that there are extremely strong offspring individuals within the Origin Demon Clan, making them feel that they have absolute certainty that they can make a comeback?

Otherwise, why didn't they appear when their power was not weakened further in the years when they had not been so long before and there were no immortal emperors?

It can't be the half-werewolf who can easily break through the tower shield, right?

Quite possibly.

With such a powerful force, and being sent to fight the strongest human group in the entire town for the first time, it is undoubtedly the trump card combat power of the origin demon clan.

In other words, he and his teammates ran into the enemy's trump card without being fully prepared.

Why do I have to take on such an important mission, and I chose the easy way of death first!

Wright finally couldn't stop crying in this uninhabited area, leaving his first tears since coming here.

I'll be sure to bring reinforcements, defeat them, and welcome you back!"

Wright's premonition from experience that this was going to be a war that would engulf the whole country, nay, the whole world.

With the advent of the Origin Demon Clan, it is impossible to simply sweep the border towns.

They will definitely continue to push forward until the destruction of the Kingdom of Harmen, the destruction of the Rhyth Alliance, and even the whole world in the belly.

Although I know that since I want to stop the invasion of the demons, it is an absolute thing to deal with that terrible half-werewolf.

But Wrightin really couldn't imagine that the current Harmon Kingdom was capable of dealing with such a powerful force.

Of course, the crowd tactics can be tried, but not to mention the many sacrifices, whether they can completely defeat the demons is also a big question.

The decisive factor may be those individuals whose combat effectiveness is against the sky and perverted.

Such an individual is like a half-werewolf tonight, an ordinary human being—even an ordinary person like them who hunts monsters for a living, is almost impossible to defeat.

The only thing to pray for is if there are enough gods in the Demon Hunting Association to contend with these demons.

But before the Demon Hunter Association gathered a considerable number of gods, the Kingdom of Harmon had already been ravaged by the Origin Demons.

After all, most of the Divine Servants are concentrated in Iaur, the capital of the Begret Empire, and it is much slower to bring the news outside and bring it back here after the organization than to invade directly.

What's more, coupled with the recent incident of the reincarnation of the Great Magician, the Demon Hunting Association is even more helpless to Harmen, who is about to face the danger of destroying the country.

This time, the Origin Demon Clan chose to invade the town silently, and it must have been afraid of the Demon Hunting Association, and planned to clean up all the people in the entire town to prevent the news from leaking.

After all, the later the news comes out, the better it will be for them.

Then it was their wishful thinking to avoid the east, where human power was at its peak, and turn to the west where there were many subhumans and monsters to develop their strength.

Wright struggles to put her grief behind and think about how she will face the situation in front of her in the future.

And the sound of horses' hooves echoing in the lonely streets and alleys is believed to have alarmed many demons, but he did not slow down the speed of the horses.

Rush out as fast as you can, and don't give these nasty guys any time!

To be honest, even if those guys from the Origin Demon Clan discovered themselves, they couldn't keep up with the speed of the horses at full strength.

Turn another corner and you'll see the exit, and although you usually have to guard the broken wooden fence, this time you can rush straight to it!

Wright thought so, and after a while, the familiar wooden fence appeared in front of him.

There was no one, and there was no breath of monsters, and it seemed that it was so late, and the guards had already gone back to sleep, and the demons had not yet invaded here.

While you must pass without hesitation now, not hesitating for a second will increase the danger.

But the horse's speed has reached its limit, and no matter how hard it is forced, I am afraid that I can only take her on foot before I can escape the range of the demons.

Maintain the speed you just had, lean down, and get ready to jump at high speed.

But ————

Swish!!

The invisible blade tore through the air, and Wrightin's mount was hit by the sudden attack, and his left front leg was instantly sliced off.

As the horse neighed in pain, Wright was thrown to the ground, and his already badly injured body suffered a second injury.

And she was fixed on the horse, and she was still on the kneeling horse, but her expression was very painful.

What is it!

I only heard the sound of the blade, but I didn't see the body of the blade, and there was not even the slightest reflection.

In this way, without warning, the rising hope was completely extinguished.

"I'm sorry, according to my lordship's instructions, I can't let anyone escape from this boundary, including you, of course. ”

Casual words floated down the air and fell into the ears of the confused Lightin.

The young human warrior subconsciously looked up, and couldn't help but widen his eyes in fright again.

A thin human body, in the power of the flapping of huge wings that were completely out of proportion with his own body, hovered steadily in mid-air.

Because of the darkness, I couldn't see each other's faces clearly, but I guess I was looking at myself with a playful and excited gaze.

Could it be that this is the feathered people who are said to live near the Demon Movement Mountains?

The information he had studied for many years in order to become a good freelancer was all unfolding in his mind at this moment.

It's a subhuman tribe that swears to follow the Emperor of Eternal Life, but in fact it seems that the Grand Mage persuaded them.

In the entire history of the Immortal Emperor, although the Origin Demon Clan occupies a large part of the story, most of the time the story of the battle is vague.

It should have been deliberately concealed by someone, in short, the concept of the Origin Demon Race is still only stuck in the words magic, riot and power, and they don't know what the situation is inside this race that has been fighting against the Immortal Emperor for so many years.

Similarly, in order to cover up this almost deliberate blurring, the feathered people who appeared within it were also reduced a lot.

The only information that can be confirmed is that he can fly, has a low ability to resist blows, can break bones when punched almost hard, and usually shoots arrows from high places.

But there is no doubt that the feathered people, who are now hovering in the sky, did not carry the bow and arrows on their backs, but shot themselves down in another way.

But from what he said, it can be completely determined that this guy and the half-werewolf are in the same group!

Until now, there was only one option for humans to attack targets in the sky: archery.

But he was an avant-garde, and was not very familiar with archery, and now the bow and arrow were not next to him, but on the back of a horse a dozen paces away.

Even though his body was now in severe pain, he was determined to rush to the horse as fast as he could, pick up his bow and arrows, and make a final game with the feathered man.

"What the hell are you trying to do?"

The sound of Yoyo floated down from the sky again, and with it was an extremely dangerous killing intent!

Not good!

Wrightin's instincts told him that if he didn't dodge in time, he would be in danger of dying.

He gave up the last of his preparations and rolled to the side instead.

But it was just the beginning, and there was a heart-rending pain in his arm—no, the small cut of the arm under the shoulder, to be exact.

"Ahh

Howling without caring about acting in secrecy is no longer as simple as breaking a few bones.

If Wright still had the strength to turn back, he would see the arm that hadn't caught up with his tumbling displacement.

A steady stream of blood poured out of the fracture, bringing unbearable pain.

"Yo Yo Yo, where did that resolute look go just now? Humans are really weak animals. ”

Hovering in mid-air, the feathered man unscrupulously laughed at Wrightin, who was rolling in pain at his feet.

Damn! Damn! Damn! How can you let this disgusting race see its own jokes!

Wright bit his lip and forced himself to stop screaming, then expertly tore off a corner of his clothing and began to stop the bleeding quickly.

"What's the matter? Do you think you're going to survive? I'm going to be angry if you don't keep rolling around. ”

The feathered people seem to be dissatisfied with the humans who have suddenly become stronger, and let out threatening words.

"You bastard! This is not a place for demons and subhumans to go wild!"

Wrightin was not afraid of the dangerous tone, but looked up stubbornly to know the figure in the sky.

"Hush. The feather man seemed to be preparing to launch the next attack: "Then take your pain and die!"

With a wave of his hand, another blow made the scalp of this battle-hardened freelancer numb, and it surged in an invisible body!

Is this the end for me?

In the end, not only did he not be worthy of everyone who sacrificed his life to save him, he failed to escape with her, and finally died under the attack of no one who knew what it was.

It's sad.

Wrightin calmly closed his eyes in response to the sharp attack that hit his body.

But ————

The purple arc light pierced his eyelids, illuminating his eyes, and he even felt a slight tingling.

What kind of thing can have such an amazing light?

"Doomsday Thunderbox! Why is it here?"

What appeared in the sky was not the calm and boring sound before, but the broken sound of the feathered people in a state of panic.

"Hmm, after all these years, do you demons still remember this treasure?"

Words that are slightly old and imply infinite power slowly come here under the protection of the night not far away.

After thinking in the sky for a moment, the feather man changed his previous arrogance, turned around and flew away from Wrightin's sight.

Seeing that the crisis had finally passed, the young freelancer's nervous nerves finally relaxed, and he fell headlong on the palm of his hand.

"You're already good, young man. ”