The six men split into two teams and hid in two dilapidated rooms where they could see each other, all waiting with bated breath for the danger that might come. Four demons, for six mortals, once discovered, there is no possibility of escape.

As the minutes ticked by, the dark tide never passed through the square in front of the market, and Tirin even sat on the ground because his legs were numb after squatting for too long. Barthorem was still staring at the doorway, his ears alert to any sound that might signal danger. Endman crouched at the window, staring blankly at the ground, his left hand rubbing the hilt of his sword.

On the other side, Rui sat on the ground and kept an eye on the Dark Tide, and Stan didn't dare to disturb the mage, just quietly stood aside. Kremence is not as patient as Stan, and tries to interrupt Rui several times, but is stopped by Stan's stern eyes.

It was getting darker and darker, and it wouldn't be long before it would be completely dark, which was both a good and a bad thing for the people hiding in the house, and they couldn't see each other while the demons couldn't spot them.

Finally, Rui opened his eyes, and his face softened slightly. "They seem to have agreed on their own search range, and each squad only operates within a fixed range, which means that if we don't alarm them, we will only see one of them. ”

"So are they coming here? I mean, one of them?" Cremens asked quickly, seeing that Rui had finally spoken.

"Yes, one of the teams is not far away, and the other three seem to have almost finished their search and are starting to leave. Rui took out his wand and stood up from the ground.

"Come on, then. Cremens grasped the sword in both hands and spun it counterclockwise.

"Try to avoid conflict unless absolutely necessary. Rui glanced at the young warrior. "I'm not sure if Dark Tide has a way to communicate with each other, and if there is, we can't deal with all four teams at the same time. ”

Stan nodded, pointing to the other side of the door, motioning for Cremens to go that way.

Cremens walked cautiously without making a sound, and the warrior clung to the wall, his head facing the door, his sword holding his hands trembling.

When there was only a dark blue left in the sky, the sound of the hooves of the demon mounts and the footsteps of the ghouls gradually reached everyone's ears, and everyone was ready for battle, and tension and fear filled everyone's hearts.

The shadow of the demon who took the lead jumped into view, and the tall and strange horse slowly stepped into the market, and the demon kept scanning the surrounding situation on the horse. When he saw a few spears cut off on the ground, he stopped his progress and howled behind him.

All the ghouls immediately began to search around the square, and some even turned up the piles of corpses, raising some of the broken limbs rudely and throwing them aside. The demon rode around several spears on his horse, and each time he passed one of them, he used his sword to split the spear in two, along with the Sara soldier nailed to it. The corpse was cut off at the waist, no blood flowed out, and even the internal organs had long since dried up and frozen.

Basorem gripped the sword tightly in his hand, the bruises on his arms flared up, and his angry face turned red. He handed the two steel flasks from his belt to Tirin and Endman, picked up the last one in his left hand, and looked at them solemnly.

Tillin and Endman took the bottle and nodded firmly.

After inspecting a few houses near the plaza and finding nothing, the demon roared unwillingly, and the terrible screams made the warriors who were hiding not far away feel a little powerless, but then they regained their courage. For those who are determined to die, even demons cannot make them retreat.

The ghouls retreated around the demons, and the team began to walk towards the other side of the market. Just when Rui felt that they were about to get out of danger, suddenly three figures burst out of the opposite room and quickly followed the Dark Tide team. In the dim light, Rui couldn't make out the specific appearance of the three figures, but there was no doubt that they were the three Sara soldiers hiding in another room.

"What do they want to do?!" Rui subconsciously muttered to himself.

Kremens, who was guarding the doorway, rushed out before Stan could react and ran towards Barsorem and them.

"This guy!" Stan has no choice in this situation, and the knight angrily smacks the wall and follows.

Rui sighs angrily and immediately follows Stan.

The demon had sensed what was going on behind him and jerked his horse's head, but Barthorem was faster. The knight captain walked directly through the ghoul walking behind, and at the same time threw a dagger at the demon, and a cold light flashed, and the demon turned its head sideways to dodge the blow. But this was just a trick by Barthorem to attract the demon's attention, and a stream of liquid erupted from Barthorem's mouth as the demon looked back at the warrior who had already reached him. The spurt of liquid spilled all over the demon's mutilated face, and the demon suddenly let out a howl of pain, and his hands tore at his strange face with all his might. Barthorem didn't give the demon a chance to breathe, and continued to quickly pour the holy water from the flat wine bottle into his mouth, took a deep breath, and sprayed it on the hands and body of the struggling demon again.

By this time, Tirin and Endman had already arrived, and the two of them had their backs to Basorem, spewing holy water at the ghouls behind them. For a while, the screams of the ghouls were endless, and they took this opportunity to wave their swords with one hand and keep slashing and slashing the defenseless ghouls in the front row.

Barthorem also swung his sword, and the blade of the sword pierced deeply into the heart of the demon riding on the horse, and the force was so great that it even knocked the demon off the horse. But an ordinary sword can't hurt the demon unless it directly cuts off the demon's head, Basorem knows this clearly, he looks straight at the demon who got up from the ground, with a mouthful of holy water in his mouth, looking for an opportunity to give the demon a fatal blow, but first he must overcome the fear in his heart.

The Darktide team recovered from the panic of the initial sneak attack, by which time the demon had already raised his sword, one of his eyes was burned by the holy water, he could no longer see clearly, and a few pieces of rotten flesh had fallen off his face, but he still found the position of Basorem, and began to confront the warrior. Basorem tried his best to control the fear in his heart, and the holy water in his mouth seemed to give him the strength to overcome his fear, but no one would be without fear when confronted by a demon.

The knight captain wanted to squirt the holy water in his mouth towards the demon, but his chest was panting as if he was being pressed by something, and his throat couldn't make any sound, so he could only hold on and not flinch.

Behind them, Tirin and Endman faced the remaining dozen or so ghouls, the holy water in the bottle had long been used up, and they could only cope with the attacks from all directions, and both of them were injured.

At this time, reinforcements arrived, Rui raised his wand and waved, and two clouds of black mist flew towards the two ghouls at the forefront. But the ghouls weren't the resurrected corpses of the mages after all, they were much more nimble than the living dead, and one of the targets lowered his head and dodged Rui's attack. The other draugr turned sideways to dodge another cloud of black mist, but he slowed down, and the black mist wrapped around his left hand and began to spread towards his arm. The mage was shocked by the fact that the ghoul who had been hit by the black mist violently slashed his left hand by the root with the sword in his right hand.

"Damn, do ghouls think so quickly?" Ray glanced at Basorem's side and shouted at Stan and Kremens, "Go help Basorem, as soon as the demons die, these ghouls will be ineffective." ”

Stan and Kremence did not dare to slack off, and immediately ran up to the demon and, together with Barsorem, surrounded the demon from three directions. But when they stood still, they realized that they couldn't do anything. The breathtaking sensation hit me, as if the heart was about to beat out of the chest, and the throat felt like it was firmly grasped by a hand, and it was impossible to say anything.

Stan then realizes what Fern had said about how he felt when he faced the demons, and he had thought that Fern was exaggerating, but now, he didn't think that way anymore. The knight saw that the demon was ready to attack Barthorem, and he wanted to warn the warrior loudly, but he couldn't shout the words out of his throat. Anxious, he saw that Basorem's footsteps were moving slowly. "How can he move? Sarah's soldiers are amazing!"

The demon's attack came in an instant, aiming at Barthorem's heart, but due to the previous injury by the holy water, the demon's posture of holding the sword at this time was a little strange, and the speed was not as fast as the previous stabbing towards Herus.

Stan's eyes widened as he watched the thrilling scene before him, and just as the sword was about to plunge into the warrior's chest, Barsorem suddenly took a step to the left. Although the sword did not hurt the vital point, it still pierced deeply into the right shoulder of the warrior, and the demon made an extremely ferocious attack, and the sword pierced through the warrior's back, stained with blood.

But Basorem endured the pain and did not cry out, because he had holy water in his mouth. The warrior vigorously sprayed the holy water in his mouth towards the demon who was close at hand, but unfortunately the other party had already tasted the bitterness of the holy water and had already let it go. The demon jerked out his sword, and stepped back, the mouthful of holy water spraying only into the demon's left leg.

Only then did Barthorem cry out, and the demon half-crouched down, kneeling on his left leg, and looked at the warrior in front of him with hatred in his eyes. He has completely ignored Stan and Kremens, and only wants to put Barthorem to death.

Basorem immediately swallowed another mouthful of holy water, his rapid breathing causing his nostrils to dilate rapidly to relieve the sharp pain in his shoulder.

The demon stood up and stabbed at Barthorem again, this time slowing down his steps. Basorem moved half a step again, and instead of stabbing him in the heart, the demon's sword pierced through the warrior's belly, and even though Barsorem dodged half of his body, the sword still passed through his right lower abdomen. Then the demon wanted to repeat the old trick, and quickly pulled out his sword and withdrew from the attack range of the holy water. But this time, the demon suddenly found that his hand was grabbed by something.

Barthorem had already thrown away the sword in his right hand and grabbed the demon's right hand tightly, and the holy water in his mouth sprayed on his face without leaking, and the demon suddenly let out an earth-shattering howl, causing everyone present to shudder.