Chapter 275 Hero's Dust

The wild grass swayed in the night wind, and a green light lit up at the end of the raised horizon.

One by one.

In an instant, it became as dense as the splashes of water in the waves.

The ordinary soldiers and the wounded in the carnival parade were still in a daze.

Arryn and Vesemir had already squinted their eyes and saw the true appearance of the lights that were gathering like a tide.

Strange green lanterns, skinny bodies, and a variety of weapons...

Demonic spirit!

At least a thousand demons, tortured by pain and anger, rushed over with hatred and jealousy towards the living, smelling the smell of blood.

“Is this what you mean, the bigger problem?” Arryn tilted his head to glance at Vesemir.

"Hiss~" The Demon Hunter Master looked at this horrifying scene, took a breath, and shook his head:
"No, this is much more serious than I thought..."

Not to mention Ailin, the witcher who just came down the mountain.

This kind of spectacular scene of hundreds and thousands of demons coming towards him was the first time even he had seen it.

of course.

He didn't want to have such an experience.

The two demon hunters drew out their silver swords in tacit understanding, took out the ghost oil and applied it carefully.

At this time.

There was a commotion behind the two witchers.

"Ah! Evil ghost!"

"Goddess Meliteli! That's a ghost coming to take my life!!!"

"Run! Run!"

……

The May Day revelers, who had not regained consciousness for long, fell into panic again when they saw the terrifying figures illuminated by the ghostly lights.

"Silence!"

The leading black-helmeted knight roared, and while riding his horse, he hit several young men who were causing panic with his scabbard.

"With my Demon Hunters and Royal Guards here, there is nothing to be afraid of..."

"not to mention……"

The black-helmeted knight glanced in the direction of the witcher and the sorceress, then shouted:

"Ms. Vera, the bloody red fox, and Masters Aelin and Vesemir of the Wolf School are all here to protect Elland..."

"Master Arlin is the May Day King you elected. Calm down quickly and help the injured into the city. Don't embarrass us, the people of Elland!"

I don’t know about the vicious tone of the Black Helmet Knight, Vera, and the title of the Wolf School Demon Hunter Master…

Even May King Arryn and May Queen Mary, who were of the same age or even looked younger than them, faced the terrifying monster head-on, causing the young people's self-esteem to take over.

Or perhaps several factors are involved.

Although there was still fear in the eyes of those young people and their bodies were still trembling, they actually calmed down.

Two by two, supporting a wounded man, they staggered towards Elland.

"It's too dangerous here. You should come back with us." The witcher looked at the returning crowd and urged Mary beside him in a low voice.

The girl looked at the approaching tide of demon spirits, her face turned pale, but she shook her head firmly.

She knew that Arlin would never leave, so she did not try to dissuade him, just as Vera knew what was going to happen but did not try to dissuade him.

It is impossible for a demon hunter from the Wolf School to escape alone when faced with demons attacking humans.

But with so many demons, they wanted her to be alone in the city and be frightened...

Can't do it!
"I can help you this time and won't hold you back," the girl pleaded.

You got a hang too?

Can you be reborn in just over 20 days?
Ailin was about to give more advice in a low voice.

At this time.

"Demon Hunters, dismount!"

"Array up!"

After arranging the injured, the black-helmeted knight shouted an order.

The soldiers in black armor who came with him dismounted one after another and walked in groups of five to the front of the two witchers.

They held up long axe-shaped weapons that gleamed blue in the firelight, and stared fearlessly at the tide of demon spirits that were not far away.

"Qiang!"

With the sounds of swords ringing almost synchronously.

The guard knight in gray armor also drew out his sword coated with ghost oil, rode his horse and followed the leading knight to the other side of the demon hunting army.

Arryn had seen the leading knight before. His name was Arthur.

The two armies had a total of more than three hundred soldiers, all lined up in neat rows.

Arthur walked up to the sorceress and said respectfully, "Ms. Vera..."

The sorceress who was setting up the ritual looked at the approaching demon and said expressionlessly:
"I still need some time."

Arthur was silent for a second, looked back at his comrades holding swords, took a deep breath, and nodded vigorously:
"We'll do our best to buy you some time."

Followed by.

He rode back.

Arthur paused as he passed by Vesemir and Arryn.

But in the end, he said nothing and returned to the front of the Royal Guards.

The strange green light of the demon spirit was getting closer and closer, and was only about 800 meters away from everyone.

"Check the sword oil!" Arthur glanced at his comrades around him.

Under the firelight, everyone's sword was glowing with a faint blue glow.

Arthur nodded solemnly to the black-helmeted knight not far away, clamped his feet on the horse, raised his dark blue sword, and shouted:
"Knights of the Royal Guard! Charge!"

next moment.

"hiss--"

A black warhorse let out a long neigh and, like a flash of lightning, rushed towards the monsters with bared fangs and claws.

The remaining knights followed closely behind, pulling the reins and stirring up a lot of dust.

The earth trembled under the horses' hooves.

Arthur watched the green tide approaching.

It hasn’t run very far.

He then heard the mournful neighing of horses and the sound of something heavy falling to the ground from his right.

Night is a time that does not belong to humans.

Although there were many torches and bonfires burning nearby because of the festive parade, those ugly ghosts were also holding lanterns.

But it still cannot offset the negative impact of the night.

Pits, gravel, mud...

The terrain outside the city of Elland is not flat.

No qualified cavalry general would choose to launch a charge at such a time and in such terrain.

pity……

Behind them were their homes, their loved ones, the lord they swore allegiance to, and countless people, both known and unknown, who trusted Elland and joined in the carnival.

tonight.

Elland had suffered heavy casualties and was covered with scars.

They have no choice.

"Da da da~"

The sound of horse hooves was deafening.

The heavy breathing of the warhorse came from under the crotch.

Arthur's heartbeat became faster and more intense with this panting.

The faceless demon with a sword is getting closer!
The gray cloak looked particularly eerie and scary under the green lantern.

“Huff~chi~”

Arthur took a deep breath and looked at the blue glow reflected by the moonlight on the sword.

He wondered if the young witcher's ghost oil would be useful.

But it doesn’t matter.

The way of chivalry is to protect.

Now it takes time to protect, so I will exchange his life for it!

"kill!"

With a roar that made his veins seem to burst, the knight pulled the reins to the right.

With the exquisite horse-riding skills, the cavalry's arrows brushed against the tide of demon spirits and turned to the east.

"laugh--"

The sound of boiling water vaporizing violently.

With a flash of cold blue light, Arthur's sword slashed through more than a dozen demons on the edge of the demon tide.

The figures of these dozen demons faded by three points, almost visibly to the naked eye. The next second.

"what--"

The faint blue light flashed again and again.

Amidst terrifying screams, the demon spirits ignited clusters of strange green sparks, and then vaporized and disappeared into the air.

"it works!"

Arthur, who was always calm and cautious, almost cried out in surprise when he saw this scene.

The knights behind him also cheered loudly, and their morale was greatly boosted.

The demons can become invisible and teleport instantly, but it takes time.

The three knights slashed their swords and a demon was destroyed.

This doesn't take even a second.

Those clumsy monsters, who only knew how to kill out of hatred and jealousy, had no time to react.

And even if the other monsters that survived the disaster reacted or accidentally avoided it.

There is also a limit to the distance of virtual teleportation, and they simply cannot catch up with these galloping knights.

Of course, he didn't laugh at the people in the past who didn't come up with this method of using cavalry to eliminate ghost creatures.

If there is no ghost oil.

Even though they all held the silver weapons used by the Demon Hunters.

It takes at least twenty or thirty times.

Three swords and twenty or thirty swords are completely different situations after the accumulation of time.

When it takes at least twenty or thirty sword strikes to kill a demon spirit, it is difficult to ensure that every charging knight can hit the same target.

Over time.

Once other monsters behind the target have replaced their positions, it would be a waste of effort.

Tell the truth.

Before the invention of ghost oil, even Duke Mason's hugely expensive demon hunting army would only dare to deal with a ghost if there were at least five people.

Even so.

If one is not careful or a soldier makes a mistake, there may be heavy casualties.

Therefore, most of the time, demon hunters are the best choice to deal with evil spirits.

After all, the value of any soldier in the Demon Hunting Army is many times more expensive than the commissioned bounty.

Arthur glanced behind him and saw the demon spirits attracted by the charge, and he suddenly became more confident.

"Turn around!" He raised his sword and shouted happily.

After the knights had circled a semicircle and faced the tide of demons and monsters again...

"charge!"

With a loud shout, the waves of the living and the dead collided again.

It collided to create bright and strange green sparks.

……

the other side.

Sarah, the Demon Hunting Army officer wearing black armor, narrowed her eyes.

Although he also saw the fireworks woven by his comrades in the distance, he did not feel much joy deep in his heart.

"Too much!"

Sara sighed weakly.

Perhaps Arthur was too close to see clearly, but he could see.

The blooming green flames were completely inconspicuous among the hundreds of lights.

It couldn't even completely attract that large group of demons.

Most of the demons were still moving towards them at a slightly slower speed...

Do not……

Sara looked back at the brightly lit city.

It should be floating steadily towards Elland, where the breath of blood and life is the strongest.

and.

Although the soldiers of both armies who were responsible for maintaining order in the city contributed their ghost oil.

But due to its scarcity, the guards only carried two bottles of ghost oil.

Once the ghost oil is exhausted.

They could only rely on the lives of the guards to delay them.

Besides, war horses are not tireless creatures. Perhaps the guards would be in danger even before the ghost oil is exhausted.

and so……

"how much longer?"

Looking into the distance, the cavalry seemed to be moving slower and slower under the green lights.

Sarah's heart was burning with anxiety.

But he suppressed his emotion and didn't even turn his head towards the sorceress Vera.

She was afraid that her sight would affect the speed of her arranging the ceremony.

He couldn't even order his troops to move forward and attack the evil spirits.

Because this will only put the lives of comrades in danger and the time gained will be wasted.

Only they are all dead or completely useless.

Only the Demon Hunting Army can take over.

Use their lives to buy Ellande a last chance of survival.

At this moment.

There was a sudden commotion among the demon hunters in front of him.

Sarah quickly looked in the direction of the demon, where thousands of lights were still blooming.

"It's not that there's something wrong with Arthur." He was certain in his heart.

That is?

Sarah looked in the direction of the Demon Hunters' commotion.

Two figures with swords on their backs were leading two horses, walking step by step into the darkness. Under the surging green waves, they were as small as grains of sand.

What do those two witchers want to do?
Before the thought left her mind, Sarah slapped her forehead.

I was really anxious.

What else can a demon hunter do? Of course, he must eliminate...eliminate...

...Exorcism?
Sarah was startled.

They...are they crazy?
As an officer of the Demon Hunting Army who is responsible for exorcism in Elland, he naturally has a lot of interactions with demon hunters.

Even the total number of witcher masters from all schools is very small.

He also had the experience of destroying monsters together with one or two people.

and so.

Sarah knew the power division of the witcher masters very well. At least among the thousands of spirits in front of him, none of the witcher masters he knew in the past would dare to take on them.

This is also the reason why Arthur didn't even say hello to them just now.

On the one hand, the number of over a thousand demons was too large, and no normal person would agree to such a request. Arthur was unwilling to bring humiliation upon himself.

As for the other side…

Although the bounty of two to three thousand orens is a lot.

But this is not a reason to force these human heroes to waste their lives here in vain.

Demon Hunter Masters can use this life to save more people.

Especially the young demon hunter named Ailin, who created the magical formulas of Ghost Oil and Ghoul Oil and was known as the Blue Death...

therefore.

On the way here, I learned from High Priest Ianna what kind of disaster Elland would face...

He and Arthur discussed the decision quietly.

"Wait……"

Sarah looked at the figure carrying two swords and opened her mouth.

But this moment.

He could hear the faint noise and crying of Elland behind him, and the faces of his lord, wife, children and comrades emerged in his mind, but he couldn't say anything to ask them to stay and save themselves.

It was as if as soon as these words were spoken, everything in my mind would turn into fuel for that hateful green flame.

finally.

He could only watch as the witcher mounted his black warhorse without hesitation and galloped away, turning into two specks of dust under a thousand lights.

Nothing was said...

Didn't do anything...

(End of this chapter)