Demons, in the language of humans and most intelligent beings, are things that should not exist in the world. They come from a variety of sources, as do their looks and abilities. But one thing is common, they are a mixture of all the things in this world that can be called evil, a collection of filth, if the world is compared to a huge biological individual, then the evil is the cancer cell in this creature. They appear for some reason, they are not destroyed by anyone, they erode everything, they pollute everything, they destroy everything and they merge everything. Demons are not demons or demons, nor have they been evil gods or beliefs, demons are demons, and their existence is as reasonable as the existence of everything in the world. However, due to the infrequent occurrence of evil spirits and their various characteristics that are difficult to detect, if the study of evil gods is based on their texts and followers, then evil spirits are something more difficult to guess than any mysterious existence.

All in all, demons are not targets that humans should target, and using them as opponents is more hopeless than fighting dragons.

"Poof!" the heavy spear stabbed unhindered into the moray eel's skull, smashing the grinning horrible face into a sloppy cotton wool-like substance. The demon didn't bleed, but that's normal, after all, it's not really a living creature, and it certainly doesn't need blood to sustain life. The mountain monster stood between the monster with its countless heads and Saihe, shaking off the sticky substance from the tip of the spear with a flick of both hands, and at the same time holding the spear slightly upwards in a defensive stance.

"Oh, it hurts!" "It hurts me!" "It hurts!" the moray eels spoke of pain, but their expressions were unusually pleasant. In their cursed cries, the shredded cotton wool was joined together by the slender tentacles sticking out of their necks in a completely unnatural way. Before the eyes of the gatekeeper and the boy, the monster's body began to reassemble, perhaps not accurately, because when the monster's head returned to its original shape, there was already another fork in the original neck.

"Killed one. "Conjure two!" the two heads of the newborn stretched their slender bodies in harmony and sarcastically mocked the mountain monster in a low and high voice.

Behind the heavy visor, no one could see the gatekeeper's expression now, but it was not easy to imagine. Is it really possible for such a monster to be defeated?"Are you afraid?" "Are you timid?" "Are you hesitant?" "Do you want to escape?" More and more heads turned their attention to the two men on the beach, the moray eels resembling an anemone that gradually opened its tentacles, and these two were poor little fish that had strayed into a death trap. They terrorized and whispered, and it was clear that the heads were talking to themselves, but every word they spoke, every meaning they expressed, was sent to the ears of their targets at the same time, and it was a terrible whisper that drove people crazy.

"Ahh He was too young to establish a solid set of values of his own, and there were too many things and questions for Sach to answer or even think about, and with his loyalty to Hela, he could not resist the demons, because even this loyalty, Sach could not tell the specific meaning. In the midst of the screams, Sach shook his head with his hands in his hands, and the blindfold on his head fell off, revealing dark eyes.

The shadow beast hidden in Saihe's eye socket leaped out, turned into a black arrow, and rushed straight at the huge sea creature that was constantly making noise! The mountain monster watched as the powerful magical creature that could play with three people between the palms of his hand was swallowed by the demon, who even licked his non-existent lips humanely!" The moray eel that swallowed the Shadow Beast made this comment, as if it seemed to them that the shadow was originally a type of food.

Exhale, inhale. The gatekeeper felt the rancid air flow down his nose and into his lungs, stretching and shrinking his chest, and he had never felt that breathing was such a pleasure, for he had never felt that death would come to him in such a desperate way. As a resident of Heartless Bay for many years, death should be sudden and without warning in the eyes of the mountain monster, which is in line with the temper of the city of Heartless Bay, rather than the sentence of the condemned prisoner, which clearly tells you that a certain moment today is your death date, and you will be tormented.

Blood, flowing beneath metal and flesh, the warrior under the armor knows that he is no match for the demons that cover the sky, but as a gatekeeper, even if he knows that death is near, there are things that must be guarded. "I, die, you... Roar!" Having given up his determination to express himself in an unfamiliar language, the warrior, who had always remained silent, let out his fiercest roar in Heartless Bay. No one knows where the mountain monster came from, maybe he was really a mountain monster who came to the city from the mountains, and perhaps, he was nothing special in himself, just as unknown as countless people who had come to this bay before, and naturally no one would know where he came from. Before the witch appreciated him and gave him this set of armor, he might have struggled to live like Sach.

Now, it doesn't matter, for the demon, the human experience has never mattered, no matter his origin, ability, beliefs, and pursuits, in the face of this multi-headed evil, he is just another soul about to be devoured. The only difference is that this soul is extraordinarily lively. "Hum!" the heavy iron spear made a low noise through the air, and the oncoming moray eel was knocked out at once, hitting another of its kind that wanted to pounce. "Poof!" Without looking back, the mountain monster instinctively stabbed the bottom of the spear backwards, hitting the skull of the enemy who wanted to sneak up. One, two, three... The gatekeeper is like an emotionless machine, wantonly harvesting the approaching moray eels, and for a moment it is like entering a no-man's land!

But the light of the fireflies could not resist the whole night, and the black snake-like shadows were woven into opaque nets, gradually enveloping the brave warriors. No matter how strong the mountain monster is, no matter how good his combat skills are, he is a human after all, without him he has no vision, the fatigue of constantly swinging his weapon makes him slow to react, and the whispers and ridicule in his ears make it impossible for him to distinguish his position. Gradually, the gatekeeper felt that he was fighting the whole world, that the enemy would attack from any direction and at any time, and that he had less and less to rely on.

"The more you kill. "The more we grow. "You can't kill all the souls at the bottom of the sea. "But we never mind letting you on board. ”

"Gollum. "It's like a drop of rain falling into a lake, and as the ripples calm down, nothing is left. However, before the ripples could be completely calmed, a stone, driving a small boat, approached quickly from the direction of the sea. Lothar didn't even notice when the sunlight behind him changed color, and he watched with angry eyes as the monster sticking out of the sea did something, and the battle axe behind it was already in his hand.

"Get out of that house for me!"