Awakened by a loud bang, Marcos fell out of his chair. The first thing that catches your eye is a pair of black leather boots, followed by the blade of a Fittai knife. To be honest, the sight took him by the surprise. Even he didn't want to wake up and see the most lethal part of a weapon. "You look ridiculous. Fett's voice followed.

Marcos got up from the floor of the room in a daze, and looked blankly at Fett. "I ...... Asleep?"

"Yes, maybe the process of preparing for the ritual is really boring for you. Fett nodded.

"Damn, it looks like it's night. Marcos rubbed his eyes. "How's it going?"

Fitte nodded and motioned for Marcos to come with him to the window. Looking out of the window into the small square, the first thing I saw was the light of a fire lit by three circles of candles. Then Marcos saw a black shadow full of cursed aura and a demon spirit wrapped in a cyan glow, and the magic explosion exploded in the center of the spider formation, sweeping the entire square, it was the work of a middle-aged magician. To Marcos' surprise, such a powerful telekinetic explosion did not extinguish the flame burning on the candle.

But it was clear that the shadows and wraiths were not afraid of the telekinetic explosion, and this was only a temporary repulsion for them. The alchemists, on the other hand, wore anxious and fearful expressions, sweating profusely as they maintained the ritual, hoping to complete it as soon as possible under the cover of the magician. Well, this is a very dangerous approach, although it is also the most effective way to expel Helim.

"Well, I don't know how those alchemists feel, the current situation must be something they will never want to encounter. Marcos couldn't help but find it a little funny.

"It looks like the remnants of Helim's inhalation will be its means of attack, as it can't just sit back and watch the ritual complete. Fit analyzed. "Look at those spirits, obviously unlike the ones that roam the wild, they have a black shackle on their bodies, which proves that Shilim is their master. ”

"Good analysis, it's up to the magician, he's going to protect more than half of the members of the Komka Alchemist Guild. With an expectant expression, Marcos continued to observe the situation in the square.

Fett glanced at him disdainfully, "You're not going to help?"

"Please, these monsters are demon spirits, and they can't be attacked without special magic sword oil or alchemy bombs. This is a relatively difficult monster to deal with, and while the Plemon Formation can make them manifest, you must know that you never know what those spirits will do next. What's more, I can't rob someone else's bounty. Marcos shrugged.

"Well, it looks like you know every monster you've ever dealt with. However, I really didn't expect you to be so kind. Fitt's tone was not only not the slightest appreciation, but also a hint of provocation.

"Oh?" Marcos looked at her with interest. "Is this a provocation or an appreciation?"

"Provocation. Fett replied categorically.

"Wow, that's ruthless. Marcos smiled helplessly.

The spirits were clearly afraid of something in the formation, otherwise they wouldn't have dared to take a step forward when they approached the candle, and then they were repelled by the magician with a telekinetic explosion. Standing at the other end of the small square, Anna smiled with satisfaction and muttered to herself. "I didn't expect to sprinkle a special potion on the griffon's head to stop those demons from approaching, which is good. ”

Standing next to her was the leader of the Comka Alchemist Society, another little old man who was not as arrogant as Norton. "The composition of this potion is complex and requires the blood of monsters to make it, but its effects prove that it is indeed worthy of every serious alchemist crafting it with rare materials. He seemed to be proud, because he had developed this special potion to deal with demons and curses.

Anna nodded, "Of course, Mr. Raeder. For the successful completion of the ceremony, all tedious preparations are necessary. ”

"Thank you very much this time, Miss Richter. The white-bearded Redder smiled at Anna.

"I'll head to Mount Afaria as soon as the fog is cleared, but I think it's necessary to warn you. Anna said. "The corpse in the forest was not caused by the mist demon Helim, which means that there is indeed a murderous monster here, and it is very likely that it is a long-lived dryad. ”

"Dryads?" Reddell's face turned a little ugly. "I know that creature, but don't they normally attack humans?"

"If logging and hunting destroy the forest environment, it will anger the tree spirits, who can be hailed as the guardians of the forest. Ever since the elves disappeared from the continent, the task of guarding the forest has fallen entirely to the dryads. There are only two ways to get the Dryads to stop harming you, first, kill the Dryads. Second, give up hunting and logging in the forest. For now, though, let's focus on expelling Helim, the magician won't be able to hold on. Anna drew her lightsaber.

Raeder looked at the mage, it was clear that it had consumed too much of his mana to unleash the telekinetic explosions again and again, and it would be troublesome if the special elements on those spirits extinguished the flames and plunged the place into darkness. Anna ran to the other side of the square with some helplessness, she couldn't understand why the magician had so little mana in store. She'd seen young magicians unleash their magic throughout the battle, and she'd seen magicians who could wipe out an entire army of elite soldiers with a snap of their fingers. But she had never seen anything like that middle-aged magician, who had no other countermeasures than to unleash a telekinetic explosion to knock the demon back.

Before approaching the wives, Anna smeared her lightsaber with magic sword oil that she used to deal with the wives. She doesn't know how to use magic or use ghosts to fight, so magic sword oil is the only way to deal with those demons. The ritual is still ongoing, and is gradually drawing to a close. Now is the most important stage, and Anna must make sure that there are no surprises.

The horde let out a terrifying, chilling scream, and then lunged on Anna, who was closer to them. At the end of the day, they are just a bunch of unintelligent souls who will only attack the humans closest to them in an attempt to drain their souls. Anna thought that she might have underestimated the power of the magic sword oil, she was just trying to contain those demon spirits, but she didn't expect that the first quick sword release would cut a demon spirit into a wisp of green smoke.

She whistled playfully, "Yes, that's good." Then things became much simpler, and with his skillful swordsmanship and good pace, every swing of the sword could bring a resentful soul to rest completely. At the same time, it also gave the middle-aged magician time to stop and recover his magic, and he was not surprised, but his face was full of arrogance and disdain. If Anna had seen it, she would have thrown a sarcastic smile at the magician.