And the terrible number of these bats actually shows signs of submerging the sky.

"What's going on!?"

As Ron looked at the sky in shock, dozens of cat-headed bats seemed to spot him and immediately screamed and pounced on him.

The bats' claws are pitch-black and slender, reflecting the sheen of metal, and look like daggers.

Seeing this, Ron didn't want to immediately turn around and run towards the front yard of the manor.

Quickly passing through the two corridors, Ron found that there were more bats in the front yard, and only the vague figures of Ian and the two of them could be seen wrapped in layers of bats.

The ground was covered with large stains of bat blood and corpses, and a foul smell of fishy odor filled the air.

As soon as Ron came out of the corridor, several bats hovering in the sky immediately rushed towards him.

Looking at the many bats that pounced, Ron's face turned cold, and the whole person pounced forward, and the two-handed sword in his hand slashed a silver mark at the same time, and slashed towards the bat flying in front.

'Whew!!'

With tremendous force, the bat was cut in two pieces and slammed into the corridor behind it with a splash of blood.

Then Ron spun around and slashed in the direction of Ian and the others without stopping.

These cat-headed bats are not very aggressive, except for their dagger-like sharp claws, they are faster, and their strength is basically about the same as that of ordinary people.

With Ron's current strength, there is no pressure at all.

However, the trouble is that there are too many of these bats, and they can fly, and once they are surrounded, even they will have to work hard to get out.

And as soon as he rushed out of a short distance, he was blocked by a large number of bats.

'Whew!!'

The two-handed sword fiercely pierced the abdomen of a bat on the left, and Ron didn't have time to pull it out, and then slashed it out directly.

'Bang!!'

The sharp blade directly swept the three bats next to him together, but then more bats immediately surrounded them.

For a while, Ron's vision was full of bats flying, and not far away, the figures of Ian and the others were completely invisible, and they could only faintly hear the sound of still fighting, proving that they were still alive.

"Damn it!"

Ron's face sank, and with a 'bang', he pulled out another two-handed sword, and then turned away like a spinning top.

'Whew!sss

The many bats that were about to envelop him suddenly flew out as if they had exploded.

The shattered stump cracked the ground, and blood splattered all over the ground, except for the ground that was clean beneath Ron's feet.

Gently inhaling the fishy air, Ron didn't stop and hurried in the direction of the two of them again.

Holding two two-handed swords, Ron's attack method was like a storm, these bats couldn't form an encirclement at all, and they turned into pieces and fell to the ground at a distance of one meter from Ron, even if they occasionally burst in, they were blocked by the armor on their bodies, and they couldn't stand any damage.

The advantages of the dual sword swordsmanship were infinitely magnified by him at this moment, tearing apart everything around him like a meat grinder.

However, these bats don't seem to have any fear, and they still follow one after another after dying of these bats, as if they are enchanted.

'Bang !!'

Ron, who instantly knocked dozens of bats away, and his armor was covered with blood, tore apart the layers of bats with a single sword, revealing Patrick's embarrassed figure inside.

At this time, Patrick's body was not intact at all, his silver armor was covered with fine marks, and his originally handsome face also had several wounds.

His hands trembling slightly, he bent over and gasped for breath, as if he was about to reach the limit of his body.

Forcing the bats back again, Ron walked briskly over to Patrick's side.

"How??"

"It's ok. Patrick looked tired and shook the blood from his scimitar and straightened up. "It's just a killer's sore hand. ”

"What's going on? How are these bats happening?"

While holding off the bats, Ron asked loudly.

This number of cat-headed bats and this abnormal attack is obviously wrong.

"I don't know the real situation. Patrick shook his head. "It seems like Lord Ian killed a weird bat with a pink body before, and then this happened. ”

"A bat, a pink-covered bat?"

Ron was stunned for a moment, then looked in Ian's direction.

There, the number of cat-headed bats was obviously several times more than on their side, and it was so black that there was no trace of Ian in sight, as if it had been swallowed up.

"What do we do now?" Patrick looked worriedly, his eyes looking back.

"What to do?" Ron narrowed his eyes slightly.

Although Ian was lukewarm to him along the way and didn't say a few words at all, the three of them came out of the Pfister defense line after all, and it was really unreasonable to give up just like that.

Moreover, Ron thinks that with his current strength, even if he can't kill all the bats, he can barely save someone.

After a brief thought, he immediately made a decision.

"Save people, and get out of here right away. ”

"But what if we do it now," Patrick's eyes flickered, as if he hesitated.

Know what he means.

But without waiting for him to finish, Ron rushed straight towards Ian.

The two-handed sword was almost swung into a gray shadow by him, enveloping him directly in front of him, and all bats that touched this gray shadow were immediately twisted into pieces of minced flesh, large or small.

For a moment, it was like a killing vacuum around him, and there was not a single intact bat corpse in the place he passed.

This is Ron's strongest offensive at the moment, even with his current physical strength, it can only last for three minutes, and then the whole person will enter a state of detachment due to overexertion.

However, with the distance between the two men, three minutes is enough time to save a person and escape the manor.

However, just as Ron was about to arrive at the encirclement formed by the bats, suddenly, a small voice accompanied by a light wind came from Ian's position.

"Snort"

As if sensing something, Ron's face changed suddenly, and the figure that was about to arrive immediately burst back.

"Fuck off, you damn bastards!!"

As soon as Ron left, Ian's angry roar exploded in the bat's package.

And with this roar, six cyan streamers shot out from there, and then pulled hard.

'Tear !!'

A large pile of bats instantly turned into countless pieces of meat and fell to the ground, and the sound of 'crackling' sounded, as if it was raining, and they were piled up on the ground in a short time.

This terrifying scene is a stagnant sight for even cat-headed bats that are not afraid of death.

At this time, the armor on Ian's upper body had been completely peeled off, revealing a furry blue body, and slender white lines covered the entire wolf's head.

And the exaggerated horn axe he used to use didn't know where to throw it, his empty hands hung down at his sides, and he gasped heavily, which seemed to consume a lot.

Ron, who was not far away, noticed that at this moment, Ian's hands had faintly turned into wolf claws, and little cyan sparks poured out from between the claws.

In this brief pause, the cat-headed bat, which had been hovering in the sky, immediately pounced with an even more ferocious attack.

The whole sky seemed to darken, and the sight was full of bats.

Seeing this, Ian raised his head, his eyes were red and his slender wolf mouth opened, and the cyan sparks that had just stopped in his claws suddenly exploded again.

"Give Me Death"

However, just as he raised his claws, Ron suddenly jumped behind him, and without saying a word, he grabbed his wrist and swept towards the front yard of the manor.

In this case, if you don't escape, I'm afraid you will really be overwhelmed by this bat swarm.

A large number of bats followed, but at Ron's speed, they could only hang far away.

Ian, who was held by Ron, seemed to have recovered from the state of killing the red eye just now, quietly shook off the wrist that Ron had grabbed, and ran silently.

Patrick seems to have fled when Ron chooses to save someone.

When the two of them came to the front yard, they saw him cutting the ropes of the horses from the trunks of the trees.

The bats appear to be specifically attacking humans, and the horses are unharmed.

And Patrick, who saw the two rushing out, looked happy, and he quickly jumped on a black horse, and drove the other horses, shouting loudly.

"Hurry up!!"

Seeing this, Ron put away his two-handed sword, took a vertical leap, and jumped into the driver's seat of the carriage.

And Ian jumped on the back of one of the black horses.

Ron tugged at the reins, and the horses in front of the carriage, already overly surprised, began to run wildly.

The wheels were crushed on the path, and there was a strong bumpy sensation.

The large flock of cat-headed bats still clinged to the back of the carriage, but it was better than before.

Ian and Patrick tacitly blocked the carriage.

Unarmed, Ian could only grab some of the close bats with his bare hands and tear them apart.

Patrick, who was riding on horseback, pulled out the two scimitars again, and the handles 'clicked' a pair, and suddenly formed a strange-looking longbow.

Then he reached out and pulled on the tip of the knife on one side, and a translucent bowstring was immediately ripped out.

Holding the scimitar, which turned into a longbow, Patrick pulled the bowstring without arrows directly.

At this moment, his eyes flashed with a faint green glow, his pointed ears moved slightly, and the hand holding the bowstring suddenly loosened.

'Whew!'

A slight sound flashed, and a flying cat-headed bat not far away suddenly fell to the ground inexplicably.

Then, Patrick's face remained unchanged, and he kept pulling the bowstring.

A continuous 'snort' popped off the bowstring, and the bats behind it quickly fell to the ground.

However, the bats that were hit did not seem to be dead, and after a while they flapped their wings and flew up, but they could no longer catch up with the carriage.

In a few moments, most of the cat-headed bats they were chasing disappeared.

And this chase continued until noon, when the bats that had been hanging behind the carriage gradually dissipated.