Frick left the outskirts of the village where the soldiers had gathered, and walked along the boarded path to the center of Lemongrass, hoping to see how preparations were progressing there. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although tonight is the night of the new moon, it is not enough to blacken your eyes, and the moon rings are dotted across the sky on the dark night when the white moon fades. Shimmers of deep blue and vermilion shimmered on the ground, and the dim glow made up for the cycle of magic on the planet on the night of the crescent moon.

They are fragments of the Blue Moon and the Red Moon, which theologians claim were once two moons orbiting the planet like the White Moon, until the "Collapse of the Two Moons" event that marked the end of the mythological age. It is said that many fragments of moonstone were sprinkled on the surface of the planet at that time, changing its magical structure as well

Elemental anomalies, magic contamination, and the unnatural phenomenon of floating islands in some areas all seem to be related to the fragments of moonstones that have fallen to the surface of the planet. Some monster scholars even claim that the oldest monsters were born from the anomalous magic caused by these moonstone fragments.

For some reason, scholars who adhere to this argument seem to have a tendency to blame all the problems that have happened recently on the "bimonthly collapse". It's as if if there were no moonstone fragments that fell to the ground, everything on this planet would be better, there would be no deadly elemental diseases and no ferocious monsters.

But is that really the case? If it weren't for the spreading magic, the mage wouldn't be able to perform the magic like he is now, and I'm afraid there would be far fewer people who could become a mage. They may be concentrated in the hands of a small number of "talented people", as in mythology.

Most of the monsters known now are creatures that have been mutated by the influence of magic, and some of them are indeed directly related to the changes in the structure of the magic caused by the moonstone, and the rest will also have some relationship.

But the monsters he had to face next gave him a different feeling, they were obviously affected by magic and mutated into their current appearance, but this mutation can hardly be said to be a natural occurrence. Especially their tails, the snake was literally rigidly attached to the body of the giant wolf.

This strange structure seems to be a creature that has been processed by an external force, which is the "demon creation" described in the rumors circulating in the streets and alleys. Sir Leinster was reluctant to talk about them, but Flick could not restrain his mind from thinking in this direction.

"They're coming!"

However, as if there was some kind of will that did not want him to continue thinking, just as he was about to reach the village chief's house, someone screamed from nowhere. Along with the screams came the roar of beasts that echoed through the forest around Lemongrass.

The roar from far and near tore apart the peace of the night, as if only a monster crawling out of the depths of hell could make it. In the next moment, the alarm set by Sir Leinster in the middle of the village was sounded, and the shrill sound of the flute actually suppressed the roar of the monster in an instant.

However, the other party seemed to be everywhere, and when the sound of the alarm dissipated, the roar of one after another echoed again. This time, they were apparently closer than they had been when they were first spotted, and even the night breeze was stained by the scent of their bodies, giving off a disgusting stench.

Suddenly, the whole village was in an uproar. The villagers hiding in their homes went to the pre-set shelter on the high ground under the command of the youth of the self-police regiment, and the heavily armed soldiers, under the guidance of the centurion, rushed to the fortified area, ready to meet the monsters that flocked to the village from all directions.

More than a hundred heavily armed soldiers and heavy equipment could defend the village, and it was only then that Frick realized that he was still naïve. More than 100 people alone were not enough to hold the long outer wall, otherwise they might have fallen into the dilemma of having two or three people guard one wall.

"It's dangerous around here, ordinary citizens, please go to the shelter immediately!"

As a group of soldiers ran past Frick, one of them shouted to him, "The Crow Society magicians have set up a shelter in the middle of the village, and it's safe there." Please go to the designated place immediately and wait for the battle to end, we will prepare the outer defense!"

Apparently unable to recognize Frick's identity through the clothes on his body, presumably due to the darkness of the day, he hurried to follow his companion after letting him evacuate. Even though it was winter, Frick could see beads of sweat on his forehead.

Each of them was well-armed and professionally trained in combat, but they were still trembling slightly from nervousness when it was finally time to face the battle. They were soldiers and ordinary people, and even they had never seen such a "spectacular" beast plague in the past.

And what about yourself, are you ready to face death?, looking at the figures of the soldiers fading away, Flick silently asked himself a question.

Despite being mentally prepared to fight monsters, Frick was terrified when the "peace" was easily destroyed. After all, he knew very well that he needed to face not only monsters tonight, but also his own unfortunate future.

"Damn it!"

Angry at his hesitation, he gritted his teeth and rushed to the inn, where Sir Leinster declared that he would go to the top floor of the inn once the attack began. It wasn't the commanding height of the entire Lemongrass, but it had plenty of room for him to cast spells.

Most of the residents of the village had already gone to the shelter with the vigilantes, and only a few were still hurrying forward on the road. Most of these people are old and weak with inconvenient legs, but a few of them are slowing down their escape because they are carrying some heavy packages.

What are these people doing -- do they think that these possessions are more important than their lives, or are there soldiers who can carry their belongings boldly and with confidence by dragging monsters? Looking at the villagers who were slowed down by meaningless "valuables", he subconsciously quickened his pace.

"I thought you would come sooner. ”

By the time he hurried to the top floor of the hotel, Urles Leinster and the others had all gathered on the roof of the house. Above Sir Leinster's head were several translucent crow-like messengers, who flew off into the distance at the direction of their master when Frick arrived.

Apparently these "ravens" were the eyes and ears of Sir Leinster, providing him with first-hand information when the village was littered with dangerous monsters. As an imaginary demon, it is obvious that they will not be attacked by monsters, and their actions may have all fallen into his eyes.

His fellow sorcerers surround the edge of a brass disc and infuse it with their own magic, continuing the sand from the disc into an illusory model. Although the image constructed of sand is rudimentary, the disc does show the appearance of Lemonglas.

From the outermost walls to the buildings inside the village, they were all represented in brass discs by the sorcerers in a rather rudimentary way. At the edge of the "low wall", there was a slight bulge of the border, which seemed to symbolize the stake he had planted at the edge of the line.

Although Flick did not understand the specific effect of this spell, he had an inexplicable feeling that the sand statues could reflect whether the real structure had remained in its original form. Perhaps the sorcerers intended to use this to oversee the integrity of the fortifications, and then use this as a basis for managing.

The moment his gaze moved to the outer line, he also sensed the magic he had placed on the stakes and ropes. The moment the monsters rushed towards the ropes, they were affected by the magic attached to them, and they actually hesitated for a moment, lingering near the ropes.

"You can only come here, and you can't go over. ”

He also remembered the words he had written on the ropes, which was what a being called "God" in a certain holy book said to him when he stopped someone. And these words, which are depictions of fantasy books, are supposed to affect humans who can understand their meaning, causing them to subconsciously stop themselves - they cannot stop the monsters from moving.

His idea was soon fulfilled, and as if to laugh at him, the monster that had stopped a little was once again in action. The "giant wolf" that rushed to the front bit down on the fragile rope in front of him, and then ripped it off with a hard flick of his head.

The magic attached to the rope disintegrated in an instant, and Frick knew that the outermost line of defense had been breached by the other side, according to Sir Leanster's request. It was effortless, and the ropes that were connected together only slowed down the other party for a few seconds, which could be said to be useless to the situation.

"Don't mind, that's enough. ”

However, Urs Leinster did not think so: "The first line of defense in the east has been destroyed, and the number of monsters that have appeared in this direction is about a dozen. Commander of the hundred, Cadiz Milt, order your sergeants to concentrate in this direction at once, and prepare to meet the first wave of the enemy's attack. ”

He pointed to the brass disk, the outermost border on the eastern side had been broken up, and only scattered sand was left to prove that something had ever existed there. Looking from the roof of the hotel, a few black-covered beasts had gathered in the clearing a hundred meters away, and after breaking the ropes and stakes, they took another step, and their heavy bodies slammed straight into the next line of defense that was close at hand.

It was the frontier that Lemonglas had once guarded with his defensive spells, but it had completely lost its effect due to the previous destruction and the low tide of magic brought by the new moon. Now the only thing that guards it is a simple wall that has been transformed from the residual heat of the fixed nodes that have little magic left.