Kaobak walked on the road back to camp.

Carefully, carefully-

The current camp is not as good as it used to be, since the awakening stigmata was equated with the mysterious disappearance, order was lost in an instant, and although it had been determined by multiple teams that there was no second altar-like supply point in the dead city known as Pandimaninan, several teams chose to leave—at least temporarily, leaving the camp and the rest ...... It turned the whole camp into a miasma.

Over here...... It's no longer safe.

Although they haven't really encountered it yet, it seems that some people have given up on themselves and degenerated into violence to plunder the spoils of war from others for a living, even ...... stained with the blood of his companions.

The short boy stopped, and raised his hand to signal several members of the logistics team behind him to stop.

He leaned down and carefully examined the corpse on the ground.

- There were marks of a sharp cut, and the fatal wound was a wound in the chest.

It's not like a part of the body that doesn't exist in the depths of the night and grows into a sword-like monster, but in the vicinity of the camp that has been repeatedly swept by multiple teams, there is certainly no fish that has slipped through the net with such remarkable characteristics, and it is either the fanatics or the degenerates who have renounced their faith.

The Fallen –

At the thought of this title, Corbeck couldn't help frowning: to this day he still felt that the chaos of three days ago had come so chaotically, so hastily, so ...... Unreal.

Stigmata of Awakening.

This is the only way to pass from the reserve sword bearer to the sword wielder, but now this road is blocked, and the altar that once relied on for survival has become a blood sacrifice place for the high demons, and the awakening of the stigma implanted in the body will not only not help solve the problem, but will even become a sacrifice chosen by the demons - worse, they have no room for resistance, and can only passively wait for fate to come.

This kind of helpless depression and despair can easily drive people crazy.

But in the end, what made everyone have to face this cold truth was that someone ...... That's it when you redeem points at the altar...... Gone.

Without warning, the clothes were scattered all over the ground.

As a result, panic spread like a tidal wave - but this was only the beginning, none of the reservist sword wielders who were able to graduate from the top three in the training academy were ordinary people, and even if their minds were frustrated for a while, there would always be someone who would stand up to stabilize the chaotic situation and discuss a solution.

It's a pity...... Everyone's patience wore out with one failure after another.

And the truth of the matter came out of the hands of some of the squads - it was a trap, a trap set by a demon king named Mammon in order to break through the seal, and they struggled to survive...... In the end, it is no different from performing a blood sacrifice for a high-ranking demon, helping it break through the seal set up by its predecessors.

Therefore, many people chose to leave, while many more chose to survive.

Being alive is the most important thing, isn't it?

Corbock understood them well, and if it weren't for Judas, he might have been one of them.

Maybe your hands will also be stained with the blood of your companions.

"Is it the hands of those madmen?"

Behind him, among the members of the logistics team, someone asked.

"No," the short boy just shook his head, "I don't know, all I can be sure of is ...... The blood is still fresh here. ”

Corbock got up—

The madmen are the collective name for those who have fallen into madness because of the cruel truth, and they have no intention of slandering, because they are truly completely insane, and they are blind and paranoid that as reservists of the sword, as members of the Order, they must fight to protect the world, they must fight for their beliefs, and they must not allow such filth as the High Demons to exist.

Of course, sacrifices to demons through altars were also not allowed.

Even if it's a necessity to survive.

For this reason, killing is not hesitating.

They even dubbed such acts as:

- Inquisition of Heresy.

Without the slightest empathy, nor the slightest mercy, in the eyes of many people, they are even more terrible than demons - the only thing to be thankful for is that they still retain the most basic judgment, and can still maintain a certain degree of restraint in a team of three or five people like him, and will not take the initiative to provoke, let alone provoke conflict, and even deliberately avoid it in some cases.

But not this time.

The reason for this certainty is that Corbock has seen figures approaching from all directions.

Seven people, seven to five.

Standing back-to-back with his companions, a bad premonition rose in Corbock's heart.

The number is not superior, and the other party is prepared, so it can be said that the current situation is overwhelmingly unfavorable to him, but ...... Isn't it too cowardly to give up without even trying?

As the leader of the logistics team, the teenager has the responsibility and obligation to stand up: "What do you mean by this?"

"The blood sacrifice of the demons must stop," said the leader of the seven, not knowing if it was a coincidence, but it happened to be the one opposite him, "or we will only see each other with swords." ”

"Blood sacrifice? "Besides, we're doing this not for anything other than to destroy it at the source." ”

It's just obvious that he failed.

"Even the smallest possibility must be eliminated for the sake of the world. The leader of the seven said, his tone cold and fanatical, but surprisingly infectious, "All of you, including you, are nothing but despicable people who sacrifice to demons under the banner of grandeur. ”

"Looks like there's nothing to talk about. The result was not surprising, and the short boy shrugged his shoulders and put on a fighting stance, "It's a pity, I thought we could understand each other." ”

Without saying much, when the distance between the two sides was close enough, it was impossible to tell which side made the first move, and several standard long swords with wide blades and thick ridges collided together, creating a series of dazzling sparks.

Soldier against soldier, general against general, Cobbock's opponent is the one of the seven enemy speakers.

Judging from his appearance, he is a few years older than him, a tall boy, he has a fighting style similar to his physique, the slashing action is quite standard, and the power should not be underestimated, just a few collisions of the long sword, the short boy who is naturally in a weak position in the shape was shocked by the shock of his hands a little numb, and his wrist was faintly unable to grasp the hilt of the sword.

If this continues, the future of defeat is foreseeable.

However, there was no panic on's face, as a disciple taught by the sword-wielder himself, although he had no fighting talent, his control of combat was still above the level-

There is no need to use your own shortcomings to hit others' strengths.

After the initial temptation, the short boy changed his fighting style, from the initial hard-hitting and wide opening and closing to a dexterous wandering tactic, using the solid and light steps under his feet, as well as more keen observation, like a poisonous snake wagging its tail to make a sound, it may at any time look at the enemy's exposed space and deliver a fatal blow.

The change in fighting style dramatically changed the tide of the battle between the two.

The short boy had already taken the initiative in this battle, although the fight was still far away, but his advantage was expanding every minute and every second, as long as he could continue to maintain this suppressive power, then victory was actually only a stone's throw away from him.

But...... Can't do it.

It's not a lack of physical strength, and there are no technical deficiencies, just because......

The enemy is not alone in the fight.

Five against seven –

Just two numbers are a bit too thin, but once you get caught in the middle of a fight, it means that the opponent is fully capable of freeing up two combat forces to roam, on the one hand, to replenish the enemy who has been suppressed in the battle, and on the other hand, to join the battle at the right time to help teammates who are at a disadvantage in the battle.

So, Corbock's opponents, there are two.

The short boy tried to retreat after the second person intervened in the battle, but the enemy, as the superior side, naturally would not let him leave the battle, and the two joined forces on the left and the right without hesitation.

The two bright long swords went straight to the chest and abdomen, and at this moment of lightning, Corbock seemed to be frightened by the great horror between life and death.

Then he reacted, barely avoiding one of them, and the other one, accompanied by the splash of blood, had already sunk into his chest, revealing a "small lotus sharp corner" from his back.

But...... After subconsciously spitting out a mouthful of blood, the corners of his mouth involuntarily pouted with a smile.

- Caught!

Your flaws.

Without any scruples about the wounds on his body, he exerted his strength violently at this moment, like a drunken tiger suddenly opening his eyes, and the power of the whole person increased.

Agitating muscles, jamming the ribs and clamping the piercing heavy sword, the young man backhanded a sword to the head.

"Got one. He didn't care to pull out the heavy sword that pierced through the back of his chest from his chest, and took his attention away from the hapless guy who was involved in the fight, "What? Interested in being the second?"

"Bluffing. The leader of the seven, no, should it be said that the leader of the six looked at him cautiously, and then the blood-stained long sword in his hand lingered slightly, "After being injured to this extent, how much strength can you use?"

- The injury cannot be faked, and his threat has been greatly reduced.

Even so, the leader still decided to move steadily and step by step-

Unfortunately, Corbock didn't give him that opportunity.

Before he had time to react, the whole person had already burst out, like a person who had not been injured on his body, waving the heavy sword in his hand wide open, without even a little discipline, just simply ...... Wounds for injuries.

And then...... The short teenager succeeded.

An enemy sword pierced his heart, and his sword also decapitated his opponent's head.

Evenly divided?

No, Corbock pulled out his long sword, and with great difficulty, he covered his chest, which was still oozing blood, and activated his own ability.

"I-"

"Sure enough, I don't want to die. ”

Feeling the healing of his own heart, Corbock murmured softly.

- Self-healing.

This is the awakening of his stigmata, this is the power he has awakened.

Just like him...... The ability to be selfish.