"Leave the monster to us!" The mercenary roared and rushed towards the guards.

Joel didn't know what ignited the smell of gunpowder in the air. Perhaps the guard captain impulsively yelled at the mercenaries, "You lowly mercenaries, monsters are ours!" Or perhaps the sound of guards' iron boots came from the end of the street, causing the nervous mercenaries to explode completely.

"They are here! Before they come, solve this place and tell them that the guards were killed by the monster!" The leader of the iron-clad mercenary who had just fought with the monster shouted, and the other mercenaries also acted quickly.

But not all the mercenaries moved, and many were at a loss when they stood there.

"You are crazy!" The guard captain yelled, and then responded to his incident. The guard captain retreated one after another. Two mercenaries in light leather armor went around his sides, and the sharp blades slashed at his throat and the hands that raised the shield. The guard captain's wail made the other guards panic.

"Shoot the arrow!" Someone shouted, and the guard holding the crossbow pulled the trigger without hesitation towards the mercenary.

Then screams were connected, and the blood on his side made the mercenaries completely explode. "Kill them!" A strong mercenary roared, and many mercenaries also roared and responded to him.

The people on both sides fought in groups, and Joel was always watching the monsters nailed to the wall. It was laughing. Joel must have thought of it, and he also heard the gloomy laughter.

The guard captain was chopped to the ground in a blink of an eye. The iron armor on his body did not help him with any damage. The guard's iron armor was not full of iron armor, only breast armor, leg armor, hand guard, crotch protection and roar protection. Unlike the full armor of the heavy armor knight, this kind of iron armor has no protective effect in front of mercenaries who are proficient in killing skills. After his shield-raising hand was cut off, he screamed and fell down, and then his head was cut off by the violent mercenaries.

Then two guards holding crossbows and chopped them down. The other guards threw away the crossbows in their hands and pulled out the iron sword at their waists. Several guards holding square shields also pushed them up. However, they still fell down one by one under the siege of dozens of mercenaries who rushed up. The guards who fixed the monsters with spears also pulled the spear out of the monsters and turned around to fight with the mercenaries who rushed up.

The guards did not want to protect the monsters, but wanted to protect themselves. The mercenaries who rushed up would definitely kill them. All they had to do was to support them and wait until the other guards who were rushing to arrive. But at that time it would be troublesome. Joel thought that if those guards came, all the mercenaries present would be sentenced to the same crime.

"What should we do?" Mozi asked, and she also realized the problem, but she didn't seem to be in a slight panic and always maintained her expressionless baby face.

This was such a strange girl. Joel looked at her and sighed. "Let's hide in the alley for the time being." As he said that, Joel took a few steps back.

"Aren't you going to give up?" the girl asked tilted her head.

Joel did not answer, and the girl followed. The two of them, one tall and one short, walked into the shadow of the alley across the street, and silently watched the fight.

...

Pavre stood on the church square, staring at the fruit tree that had been burned to coke. The black Mars was squirming on the coke like a borer worm that encroached on the trunk. Pavre squatted down and picked up a transparent piece of fragment with a sharp edge and a faint smell of wine. Pavre smelled it, and what remained was the smell of strong wine.

"This is the smell of dwarf spirits," Pavrey dropped the pieces of the bottle in his hand and stood up. He turned and looked at the monk Hueen standing behind him. "I will never forget this smell after I taste it once." Pavrey remembered the drunkenness a few years ago. It was the only time he had drunk since he became the captain of the Duke of Golden Falls. At that time, he drank Dwarf spirits.

"What does it mean?" Friar Hueen frowned. At this moment, he was the acting old dean of the Golden Waterfall Church. However, based on his qualifications, being the old dean is far from qualified, so I think the church will send a new old dean here in the future, but that should be a long time later, so Friar Hueen can still stay in this position for a while.

"Dwarf spirits are strong liquors. Generally, places where they are sold need to be registered in the Nei Castle. However, it is not ruled out that there are foreigners to bring them into the Golden Falls," Pavre told Monk Huyen. Although he did not think this guy could understand, out of respect for the church - and avoiding the fact that someone said he was vague in the future, he decided to tell him the details he had investigated, "Tomorrow I will send someone to investigate the shop selling Dwarf spirits."

"That's best, Captain of the Guard." Friar Hueen said respectfully, "I hope you can severely punish the madman who burned the tree given by God!"

Pavre nodded. "You just said that there was another monk on the night stand that was attacked?" Pavre asked with a frown. The two of them walked away from the charcoal-burned fruit tree and headed towards the other iron gate.

"Yes," Monk Huine raised his hand and waved it, "Tom, come here."

Then Pavre saw the monk who had been standing not far away holding a torch coming over. Pavre looked at him and nodded: "Are you the monk who was attacked?"

"Yes, sir." The monk also bowed his head respectfully and affirmed.

"What kind of person is he?" Pavre asked in confusion.

"It's a man in a mask, sir." The monk replied.

"Mask?" Pavre doubted whether he had heard it wrong.

"Yes, sir, mask," the monk followed him and said, "Oh, the gods are above it, that was a terrible mask, pale as white as bones, with black eyes and a hideous smile, and I almost thought that was the dead who escaped from the tomb."

Maybe that was really, Pavre thought. "What kind of signature code does he have?" Pavre asked.

"Uh..." the monk recalled, "Yes, sir, he was wearing tattered leather armor and bandages."

"Bandage? Are you talking about bandage?!" Pavre suddenly realized something was wrong.

"Yes, sir, he strangled my neck, so I knew he had a bandage on his body, and there was a burnt smell on his body," the monk added.

"Killed flavor?" Pavre nodded. Is it him, the murderer who killed the old monk and held Miss Kadiya hostage?

That person is not the murderer! Miss Kadiya's decisive voice sounded in Pavre's ears. Really? But Miss Kadiya didn't need to lie to me, so what happened?

Just when Pavre was confused, a guard in light leather armor ran up ahead. He was the commander, responsible for wandering around the city to inform the patrolling guards' superiors of the commands or notices of emergency situations. Seeing him panting, Pavre's heart suddenly sank.

"No, it's not good! Sir!" The messenger approached and shouted Pavrei as he saw him.

Pavre's face darkened and he walked over quickly, "What happened?" He reached out to hold the commander who almost fell to the ground with force, and asked with a serious expression.

"The old city...there are monsters in the old city!" The words of the messenger made the two monks behind Pavre exclaim.

"monster?!"

"What the hell is going on?!" Captain Pavre, who thought something was wrong, immediately asked.

"I don't know what happened," the messenger said, swallowing, "but now the guards and mercenaries are fighting bloodily on the streets of the old city! The two sides are fighting for the monster's heads!"

"These idiots!" Pavre couldn't help but curse. Now it was a special period, and the threat in the valley was getting closer and closer. However, such an incident occurred in the city. If the Duke of Jin Falls found out, he would be furious! "Didn't I strictly prohibit you from clashing with the mercenaries?! Didn't you convey my instructions?!"

"Sir! I, I conveyed it..." The messenger showed a crying face, "I..."

"Enough!" Pavreli shouted, then he turned around and looked at the two monks, "Monsters, I need to deal with this matter now. I will investigate what happened in the church tomorrow, and I will say goodbye tonight."

"May Gods bless you, sir." Friar Hueen nodded, and then closed his eyes and prayed, "The guard will take care of you for us."

Pavre nodded and thanked him, then turned to the iron gate leading to the northwest city area, where his horse and the guards were waiting for him. "Immediately inform the various departments to suppress the battle! Take all the guards and mercenaries present to me!" Pavre ordered sternly to the messenger beside him.

"But sir," said the messenger with a sad face, "the battle has been escalating, and mercenaries and guards have been constantly joining the battle..."

"Go and give orders!" Pavre roared at him.

"Yes!" Then the messenger fled Pavre in panic.

These idiots! Pavre was furious. He came to the iron gate. His guards had already been waiting here. Pavre turned over and looked at a guard next to him. "Immediately go to the inner castle to transfer a guard, and then rushed to the streets of the old city!"

"Yes!" The guard who received the order immediately waved his whip and drove the horse to rush towards the inner castle. There was nothing on the street at night in curfew, only the sound of horses' hooves echoed.

...

The development of the situation was much more serious than Joel thought. Although the mercenaries were numerous, the guards who kept coming still suppressed them. However, the extremely fierce mercenaries made the guards very afraid. They roared and attacked the guards without fear of death. The blood from both sides dyed large areas of the ground red, and the flames flashed, reflecting the ground into pitch black.

The monster was still quietly staying under the wooden wall of the house. Several guards stood in front of him and did not dare to approach him. The guards also had to consider when the mercenaries behind him would attack him. If the monster wanted to leave, it could do it at any time, but it was just standing there.

It was watching the show, Joel realized, it was watching these people kill each other.

At this time, the continuous arrival of guards made the mercenaries realize that the matter tonight would not end easily. The mercenaries who knew the situation began to attack the direction where the monster was. They wanted to break through the guards' defense and kill the monster, and then escape with the monster's head. This is the best way to get rid of this battle at present.

The guards who were attacked by the enemy on the back were soon killed by the brutal mercenaries. The two mercenaries threw down their short axes and iron swords, picked up the guards' shields and iron spears, and then charged towards the monster.

The monster finally moved, and it looked at the three mercenaries rushing towards it, as if smiling.

The shrill screams of the three mercenaries attracted the attention of many people present. They looked in the direction where the monster was, and saw that the monster was holding two blood-stained short spears in its hands - which were pulled from its own body. One of them was also a mercenary's corpse inserted into the short spear. The monster raised the body and threw it towards the nearest mercenary with the short spear.

Then the monster picked up the guard's shield and spear.

"Monsters are using weapons?!" exclaimed a man, and then a mercenary approaching the monster was hit wildly by the monster's head with a spear. His neck made a cracking sound, and then he collapsed to the ground like a puppet.

There was something wrong. Joel narrowed his eyes. The firelight could not drive away all the darkness on the street. The dimness and blood-red made everything blurry.

"It's blood," Mozi next to Joel suddenly spoke, "The blood... flew up."

Then Joel also saw clearly that the blood flew up from the ground like smoke, and then began to flutter in the air like a snake, while the blood would only float out of the corpse killed by the monster, and then they would drill towards the monster's location as if they were sucked away.

"It's magic." An old voice sounded behind Joel. Joel turned around, but found that Mozi also turned around. Can she hear his voice?

Where did you go just now? Joel wanted to ask him, but he knew that it was not the time to ask this. "What's going on?" Joel asked regardless of the last one.

"This is desire, this is the magic brought by the curse and its desire," the old man said, walking to Joel and Mozi, "The ancient and gloomy magic does not come from the branch of the Dragon Word."

What did that come from? Joel looked at the monster surrounded by blood mist, and had an answer in his heart.

The mercenaries and guards on the battlefield obviously discovered this. They stopped fighting each other in a daze. The monster shrouded in blood mist took another step. A mercenary suddenly shouted loudly: "It's the second stage! The boss has entered the second stage!"

The shout seemed to awaken all the mercenaries who were still immersed in the killing. The guards also looked at the extremely fierce mercenaries who had just been, and then all the mercenaries held weapons and pointed them at the monster.

"You're right! He's actually a boss! I thought he was just an elite monster!" Some mercenaries began to be shocked and laughed.

"Don't take it lightly!" a mercenary in iron armor standing in front shouted loudly.

Suddenly the monster rushed over, and the mercenary quickly retreated. The guard raised his shield to block it, but the monster fiercely waved his spear and walked around a guard blocking the front. The spear held by his thin arms directly pierced the chest of a mercenary. The mercenary looked at his chest in disbelief, and the spear was pulled out the next moment, and blood was also sprayed out from the mercenary's chest. However, the blood sprayed did not fall, but rolled up like smoke, and floated upwards after circling in the air for a while.

The guards blocking the monster did not escape the disaster. The square shield held by the monster in the other hand hit his shield. The huge force hit the guards and staggered backwards. The moment the shield was knocked away, the spear in the monster's hand directly penetrated the guard's armor fiercely. Then the monster picked up the guard's body and threw it towards the guards who rushed up on the other side.

There was more and more blood floating into the sky, and more and more mercenaries who could approach and hurt monsters, but the monsters did not show any decline at all. Instead, they killed these mercenaries who were just fierce and retreated step by step.

"The boss is recovering his blood!" A mercenary who had just caused damage to the monster suddenly shouted in horror, "It is sucking blood! Its attack has a blood-sucking effect!"

Although Joel did not understand the true meaning of the sentence he said, he also guessed its rough meaning based on his observation. Joel saw that the blood mist was not just moving towards the monster, but was sucked into his body by it, and the blood was healing the monster's wounds.

"Calm down! Retreat! Keep a certain distance!" A mercenary ordered loudly, both the guards and mercenaries present followed his instructions. After all, the monster suddenly rioted and killed four or five people, which made them so shocked that they forgot the battle just now. "You can't reduce the number of troops anymore! Form a defense line, and the defense priority is higher than the attack!"

The mercenaries moved quickly, and the monster did not rush up immediately. Instead, they dropped the twisted and deformed spear in their hands and picked up an iron axe. The square shield in its hand also became uneven due to several attacks, but it did not affect its performance.

It is no longer the beast that used to fight with teeth and claws. Joel thought that it was now a warrior. Thinking of this, Joel could not help but recall the scene where the monsters held the fish-cutting knife in the catacomb. At that time, it was still a warrior-or at least it had a human-like consciousness, but after the fish-cutting knife was lost, it turned into a ferocious beast. But just now, after it picked up its weapons again, it became a sense of combat, instead of relying on brute force.

What's going on with this guy? Joel couldn't help but think.
Chapter completed!