Two streets outside the shelter camp, a protruding observation post. The militia demolished the surrounding buildings and built a simple barricade with these materials, and four militiamen were observing the surroundings.

"Captain, Lord Mancini's team has been out for almost an hour. Should we report it?" asked a worried militia's only captain wearing a chain mail in the barricade.

The captain was one of the few extraordinary people in the camp. He had also reclaimed his own farm in the Black Forest, but his territory was chosen to be the territory of a violent badger. Although he saved his life, he still lost an arm. As a crossbowman, she had to return to Anthony Harbor to make a living.

"You are right, it's so damn quiet here, I feel something is wrong." The one-armed captain looked at the surrounding streets and houses. The silence made him think of the day when he was sneak attacked by a violent badger in the jungle. It was also so quiet, as if the air around him had frozen.

"You bring Mike, Harris and the others back to report there is something wrong here, and prepare the camp." The one-armed captain decided to believe his judgment and let all the young people retreat.

"Where are you, captain?" the young man in the lead asked, looking at the one-armed captain who was still in the barricade.

"Mancini's team may be back soon, I'll wait for them here. And we can't retreat without even seeing the shadows of those monsters. I can't afford to lose that person." The one-armed captain said to the militia under his command: "If I don't go back in half an hour or send someone to report the news, you know what to do."

Just as the captain and the militia issued an order, in a house that had been demolished in the distance, a weak woman's voice came from behind the wall: "Please save me..."

The one-armed captain and his militia looked at each other. All the buildings around had been searched by the militia. Even the gate was demolished and used to build a defensive wall. There was no such thing in the house! The captain was sure because he searched the house himself.

"Captain, what should I do?" Several militiamen tightened their temporary spears. The monsters they repelled before dawn caused the militia to suffer heavy casualties. If it weren't for the leading knights and rangers, the camp would have probably not been able to hold on to it now.

"Please save me..." The voice behind the wall came over again. The experienced captain found that the woman's voice, both pronunciation and tone, were exactly the same as last time, without any fluctuations. The injured person could not do this.

"It seems that those monsters have new ideas, but I still have to go over and see. We cannot know nothing about their new tricks, otherwise the camp will be in danger!" The one-armed captain looked at the militia behind him: "I need one person to go with me, and the others are ready to escape. If there is anything wrong, run to the camp and tell them what happened!"

"I'll go with you, captain!" The leading militia stood up without hesitation. The captain nodded to him, and the two of them hugged and quietly approached the house.

"Are you injured?" The one-armed captain carefully observed inside outside the room. The room was dark and could not see anything clearly.

"Please save me..." It was still the same voice, repeating the sentence like a repeater. The captain winked at the militia coming with him. The young militia threw the stone in his hand into the room. The stone fell into the room and made a thud.

In the shadow of the room, a pale-skinned woman walked out swayingly, with red eyes and two arms at speed visible to the naked eye, turning into sharp arthropods, crossing her chest and screaming: "Please save me!"

The one-armed captain immediately pulled the subordinate beside him and ran backwards, and shouted to several militiamen in the distance: "Run quickly!"

However, several monsters with human appearance suddenly appeared on the other side, quickly caught up with the panicked militia at a speed far beyond ordinary people, and pierced their heads with their keratinized forelimbs.

"No!" The one-armed captain turned around and threw down the female distorted man who had already rushed to his side, shouting to the only militia who was still alive: "Run! You must go back alive and tell Mr. Marx what happened here!"

In the noble district of Anthony Harbor, a team of city guards were patrolling the streets. There have been so many accidents recently that the entire city was in tranquility. Even the city guards who were usually pampered were getting up earlier than the chickens and patrolled the streets over and over again.

"Please save me..." A weak voice came out from the alley on the side of the road. Under the leadership of the officer, a patrol team of seven people walked into the alley along the sound and lost information.

At the same time, in the cave, the Ranger reached out and shot the last arrow in his arrow bag, nailing a tentacle that poked his head out of the soil above to the wall: "No discovery is that it is not within five hundred meters around, I think it has fooled us! This is a trap!"

The demon hunter turned his gaze to the witch, and Arteya shook his head: "No discovery, this monster has never used any void power."

The witch seemed a little embarrassed at this time. As a spell caster, whenever she releases spells, the void shock generated will attract a large number of distortions and tentacles. Along the way, she had to rely on her own physical strength to keep up with the team, using only the minimum consumption to maintain a small lighting spell, providing the team with the equivalent of a torch lighting.

The demon hunter squatted on the ground, carefully searching for the traces on the ground inch by inch. Relying on [glimmer vision], he could clearly see the traces on the ground being repeatedly crushed by tentacles.

He can rely on the traces left half a month ago in the rain forest to find a guerrilla hiding in the city. He can find a member of the resistance organization who has been lurking for many years through clues in the city! But he can't find out which one he is looking for in a bunch of tentacles, because there has never been a course or training to teach him how to track a huge tentacle!

The silver-haired witch held the hand of the demon hunter: "I feel you feel a little irritated and calm down. Do you remember that among the futures I see, there is a future that we solved this disaster."

Huh, the demon hunter took a deep breath. This situation beyond his control made him feel at a loss. This was not the emotion he should have.

Then, he found a human footprint, which was swept over half by a passing tentacle, leaving only the first half of the foot less than five centimeters, so he was able to discover it as soon as possible.
Chapter completed!