Chapter 20 and the night of terror begins
Led by a cautious Eric, the trio easily shook off the group of civilians who were slowly chasing after them and circled to the other side of the square.
And at the northern exit of the square, patrolling soldiers from the direction of the palace were also hurrying to arrive.
When Alfien was fighting just now, the noise was fierce, of course they heard it. So now four or five knights were on horseback, galloping swiftly in the direction from which the roar came. Behind them, a platoon of at least fifty or sixty infantrymen trotted and struggled to keep up.
After a while, the knights came to the square and saw a strange sight.
"What's going on?"
"Anyway, the pioneers will disperse!"
The knights quickly agreed on their opinions, shouted, and rode slowly into the crowd, ordering these psychoses, who had not slept in the middle of the night, to hurry home and not to assemble in the square.
But no one paid any attention to them—which was not true, because many people had already gathered around them.
"Don't come close!"
"Stand back, stand back!
"Do you want to attack the Royal Guards?
The knights' warnings had no effect, and the civilians who were at the forefront had already come to a short distance from them, and even put on a posture to attack.
The knight at the head was furious, put his warning sword back into its scabbard, and stooped down to remove the spear from his saddle.
"It seems that you will not be honest without teaching you a lesson!" he said viciously, his feet gently clamping the horse's belly, and the horse roared and charged at the short men who dared to provoke him.
"Not really!" advised a gentle knight, "they are just unarmed civilians!"
The knight at the head ignored it and viciously stabbed his spear into the chest of the nearest "mob".
He expected this shot to be able to pierce the opponent, but unexpectedly, a shot stabbed him, and he didn't feel any weight on the tip of the gun. The civilian who had been pierced through the body by the spear was not unusual, and was still closing in on him.
"Hallucinations?" he said to himself, stopping his horse.
Before he could figure out what was going on, the spear-pierced civilian rushed in front of him and bit him down on the calf.
Painful to the bone!
The knight, who was also an experienced player, immediately understood that something was wrong, and immediately turned his horse's head and shouted at the same time: "Their attack is dangerous, do not get close!"
But the horse's turn was not so fast, and it was this delay that more than one strange civilian had rushed up and attacked him in all directions.
Some of them grasp with their hands, some bite with their teeth, and their movements are very clumsy. However, this clumsy attack was unimaginably powerful, and the full set of armor on the knight's body did not work at all, obviously there was no scar on it, but the part that was attacked was painful.
What's worse is that there are also strange civilians who attack his warhorses.
In just two or three blows, the painful horse let out a cry of pain and fear, and suddenly the man stood up and threw the knight on his back to the ground. Then it desperately turned around and was about to flee.
But at this time, it was too late.
"What kind of monster is this?"
"Captain Renault!"
"Retreat, retreat, retreat!"
"Everybody's back! Change ranged weapons!Repeat!Everybody's back, change ranged weapons!"
The other knights were frightened and hurriedly retreated. Fortunately, these strange "civilians" were busy attacking the men and horses who had fallen to the ground, but they did not come to pursue them.
The arrows and weapons thrown by the knights and soldiers had no effect on these humanoid monsters, and all of them passed through their bodies. And they had already swarmed in, almost in a group, and frantically attacked the knight leader who had fallen to the ground, as well as his warhorse.
In the monster pile, the sorrowful screams of one man and one horse quickly became weak, and then disappeared without a trace.
The rest of the knights and soldiers watched with trepidation, not knowing what to do.
After a few moments, when the humanoid monsters let go of the besieged victims and stood up again, only two skinny corpses were left on the ground. The flesh and blood of the man and the horse were gone, but the armor on his body was not damaged at all.
They did not stop, but walked towards the other soldiers and knights. Unlike before, these monsters look a little more bloody, and their movements are a lot more flexible.
Seeing them coming, the courage of these ordinary people finally collapsed. They hurriedly turned around, like rabbits chased by foxes, and ran away desperately.
However, they fled much slower than the traversers, and the humanoid monsters followed the direction of their escape, chasing them until they soon disappeared without a trace.
After a while, Eric and the others walked into the plaza through the entrance on the other side.
"Oh, it's gone?" said Loma, who grew his mouth in surprise, "why is it gone?"
"It's okay if it's gone! Let's get down to business first. "That evil circus must be destroyed, or the whole city will be in danger." And if it devours the inhabitants of the city and completes its evolution, it will be difficult to fight!"
So the three of them ran straight to the circus, stopped at the gate for a while, replenished the buff of their whole bodies, and rushed into the gate of the black hole one by one with colorful layers of halos.
The inside of the circus' gates was pitch black, and there was no source of light other than their own magical glow.
The three of them carefully observed their surroundings, not missing any clues, and suddenly, Alfien noticed that there was a burning mark on the ground.
She pointed out the direction, and the three of them gathered, and sure enough, the lawn on the ground there was completely charred, but it seemed to be in the shape of two footprints.
"This is probably the guy who set off the fireball before. "This guy is really an expert at playing with fire!" he stood there, and the flames emitted from his body were enough to burn the ground like this!"
"I'm a little puzzled...... Loma said, stroking his beard, "you don't think it...... This guy's two feet...... The size is different?"
Eric and Alfien were stunned and hurriedly took a closer look. Sure enough, there was a significant difference in the size of the two footprints, and there was also a noticeable difference in shape. The larger footprint was clearly shoeed, while the smaller one was clearly barefoot.
"Although there is definitely a difference in the size of the footprints between wearing shoes and not wearing shoes, the difference is too big......" Loma, who has some experience in equipment manufacturing, gestured with his hand next to the two footprints, and said very firmly, "The foot wearing shoes should be equivalent to an adult woman, well, slippers, and relatively large, and the foot without shoes is only equivalent to a female child, and the age should be between ten and twelve years old...... Anyway, the foot is roughly this size. That's weird, isn't it?"
Eric nodded repeatedly, he also had equipment manufacturing skills, and he also analyzed the exact same result.
"And what does that mean?" asked Alfienne, "what does it show from one foot wearing a woman's large slippers and the other a girl's bare foot?"
Eric and Loma looked at each other and shook their heads at the same time.
The identity of this evil spirit can be seen from this. The panda, who had just pushed open the door and walked in, replied, "She is a poor child who has become an evil spirit, a little match girl." ”