It was bright and the night of chaos passed.

The fire was extinguished, the snow stopped, and the black-red embers, the white snow, and the panicked crowd together formed this post-apocalyptic scene.

Most of the inhabitants still maintained a wait-and-see attitude, expecting the big people in the valley to come forward and tell them what happened and what to do next, but so far, no one has come forward, and rumors of Lord Allegri's defection have begun to circulate, further exacerbating the situation.

A handful of clever guys have already begun to pack their bags and prepare to embark on the escape journey again. But where can they flee to, as refugees?

The clouds in the sky have not yet dispersed, but they are already extremely thin, and it will not be long before the sun will shine on the earth again, but at this time and then, how can there be no change?

In fact, it's completely different.

As one of those in the know, Ventroff struggled to get up, manipulated the necromantic beast to carry himself, and retreated down the mountain. The miserable white bone sickle had exhausted all the strength in his body, but he must not stay where he was, because soon, a new calamity would befall him.

In contrast, the evil god "Mud" was more relaxed, he leaned against a pine tree, and his mud-stained face rarely showed a trace of peace. In the evil gods of hell, the strength of "Mud" is only higher than that of "Bedbugs", and anyone can dictate to them, so "Mud" has taken refuge in "Knell" early, and has finally survived to this day in exchange for dignity.

But this is not a long-term solution, maybe one day, he will become the fertilizer of the "Dead Soul Country". Thinking of this, "Mud" frowned, and just as he was thinking, something suddenly fell from the tree. It just fell on his head.

"Who?" Thinking that it was an enemy attack, "Mud" Huo Ran got up, but after a moment, he laughed at himself and lowered his hands.

It was a gray-skinned squirrel that slipped off a pine cone in its paws. At this time, he was staring at two small eyes and chirping at him.

"Forget it, I'll give it back to you. Seeing its stunned look, "Mud" bent down to pick up the pine cone and threw it back.

The pine cone landed precisely on the trunk of the tree, and the potential was born in secret, and it did not slip again. The squirrel took two bites and retreated into the crack in the tree, and it hesitated for a moment. Suddenly jumping down, the fluffy tail opened and jumped onto the shoulders of the "mud".

"Uh......" is an evil god, not to mention birds and beasts around his "mud" body, even plants and trees don't want to live, and only now, there is not much evil power left in his body, so he was mistaken for a good person by this little beast.

The squirrel jumped on his shoulder. The fluffy tail swept across his face, giving him a peculiar itching sensation. The "sludge" does not move at all. For fear of startling it away, but at this moment, a majestic voice of questioning came from far away in the air.

"Wicked people, why are you here?"

A white pegasus, suspended at a height of tens of meters. Immediately it was a boy of eleven or twelve years old, stocky and old-looking, holding a square hammer, as if there was a flow of holy light.

"Who are you?" asked "Muddy" casually. He put his hand on the trunk of the tree so that the squirrel could climb back up the tree along his arm.

"The Chief of the 'Valhalla', the Mercy Knight Ariel. The boy watched his actions, a little surprised in his heart, he could feel the evil aura in the other person, but why did he care, the life and death of a squirrel?

"Really?" "Mud" replied lazily, but in his heart he was thinking about a way out. The squirrel crouched on his shoulder, and had no intention of leaving, and it looked around with its big tail cocked, not understanding what was going on.

"It is useless to talk too much, let it be death. Ariel raised the hammer aloft, and the shadow of a giant hammer appeared in the air, firmly locking onto the opponent. He had never been a man of good words, and he trusted the hammer in his hand more than his words.

I met an unreasonable person, and I couldn't delay the time, "Mud" scolded secretly. He flicked up his sleeves, and a dark yellow mist erupted, enveloping the entire pine forest in an instant.

Ariel was not in a hurry, and shouted "Break!", and the hammer of light casting fell violently, and on all sides of the hammer head, there were bundles of holy light, sweeping away the mist in the forest.

But the "mud" was gone, and the boy looked around to find that the other party had appeared several miles away, fleeing into the depths of the forest.

What secret technique did he use?, Ariel pondered, and rode after him. Pegasus was extremely fast, and after half an hour he arrived behind the "mud", and the boy clenched his fist with one hand, and shouted "Extinguish!" in a low voice, and the war hammer in his hand shot out, turning into a holy light meteorite, and smashing into the opponent's vest.

The squirrel squeaked for fear of falling, and the "mud" shoved it into his arms, revealing only a small head. Behind him, a blazing white holy light chased after him, and he couldn't shake it off no matter what.

Recalling the murderous aura of that giant scythe, Ariel couldn't help but wonder in his heart, how could the other party's strength be so weak. But in line with the principle of eliminating evil, he still pursues it with his tail, and at the same time uses his mind to control the warhammer, and as long as the enemy is still in his field of vision, he will never be able to escape.

"Mud" also noticed this, he gritted his teeth, made up his mind, twisted his body, turned into a puddle of mud, and drilled into the crack in the ground. After a few moments, all that was left on the ground was a dazed squirrel and a shabby robe.

"In front of me, you still want to play this kind of trick?" Ariel smiled and closed his eyes. Among the six chief knights, only Gabriel can be compared to him in the art of detecting enemies. His "Heart Eye" method is perfectly coordinated with the "Evil Spirit" warhammer, and it is difficult for any enemy to hide.

Without hesitation, the Holy Light Meteorite transformed by the Warhammer smashed into place, and within Ariel's psychic vision, the puddle of "mud" was curled up in a ball and shrunk under the snow.

"!" "Mud" scolded a swear word, shouldn't ordinary people's thinking be to continue the pursuit, so as not to be escaped by him?

When the Holy Light came to his body, he was helpless, and the clay body turned into dozens of balls, fleeing separately, and some of them also pushed the squirrel out of the range of the warhammer.

Ariel was unmoved, he sat upright on his horse, the hammer of light hovering around him, and the holy light continued to shoot out, crushing and purifying the wriggling mud. Soon, eight or nine out of ten of the bodies of the "mud" were swept away by him, and there was no trace of evil spirit around.

The boy nodded, reopened his eyes, and examined them one last time. Immediately, he rode his horse back north and drove away.

After a long, long time, the scattered crumbs of dirt gathered together, revealing the energetic face of "Mud".

... (To be continued......)