Chapter 333: The Guide of the God Cliff

"dismount!"

"Silence!"

When they arrived near the battlefield, the demon hunters dismounted at Alin's command, tied their reins to low birch trees, and carefully observed the distribution of the monsters.

Here, you don't need to use your perception very hard to hear the roars of monsters and the cries of humans for help.

Those who foolishly intruded upon the table of the corpse-eating creatures should be a group of wealthy businessmen with families.

Thirteen carriages formed a formation, surrounding horses, women, children, the elderly and all kinds of treasures shining with gold and silver in the middle to defend against the attacks of monsters.

Several guards in steel armor, leading more than a dozen warriors in leather armor, wielding silver weapons in one hand and holding small round shields in the other, were resisting the attack of the zombies from the outside.

It can be seen that there are masters who are skilled in battle formations in this team.

It’s a pity that even though they have weapons and the formation is quite skillful, all of them give the witcher a timid feeling.

The silver-containing weapons designed specifically for monsters had already chopped at the monster's body, but it still retained some strength at the last moment.

As for the reason, the demon hunters can all see it.

Such as this time.

Perhaps he was blinded by the ghoul and didn't notice it, or perhaps he had no choice...

After a rotten demon was slashed, before anyone could dodge, a yellow, foul-smelling poisonous mist rose from its body, and then...

“Ah—bang!”

After the monster roared, there was a sudden explosion.

The nearby fully armored guards were immediately blown away and fell onto the carriage behind them, causing a burst of panicked screams.

What was even worse was that the people around the fully-armored guard had broken arms and legs and were instantly silent.

Those who were a little further away were exposed to the body fluids of the Corruption Demon, their flesh and blood corroded, and they rolled on the ground with horrific screams, and then were dragged away from the battlefield and dismembered by the cunning ghouls.

Because of the explosion of a scavenger.

There was suddenly a large empty space in the defensive line formed by the convoy of vehicles.

Obviously, the caravan guards were skilled and worked in perfect harmony.

But the "magic body bomb" tactics are a bit too advanced for this era.

In other words.

The fact that they have been able to hold on until now under the pressure of such sudden explosions shows that these guards are extremely powerful.

“Did you see clearly? Stay away from the scavengers!” Vesemir looked serious and warned, “I don’t want to be here to collect your corpses!”

The young demon hunter was now leaning over in the bushes, and instead of arguing as he usually did, he nodded vigorously with a serious look on his face.

"We..." Ailin was about to speak.

"Barry, Les, fill in the gaps!" A fully armored guard with a red cloth tied to his helmet shouted from a distant convoy, "Watch out for those crazy naked muscle monsters. Use shields, not silver swords!"

The moment the voice fell, two people immediately appeared on both sides of the gap in the defense line, waving their shields to drive away the ghouls and corroders and fill in the defense line.

"These people are great!" Demon Hunter Master Vesemir praised.

"That's right, but the defense line has been stretched thin again. We won't be able to hold out for much longer." Ailin nodded, and without further ado, he gave the order, "Let's follow the plan just now and set off!"

The voice just fell.

Vesemir and Arryn kicked the ground almost at the same time and rushed towards the corrosive demons sandwiched between the main attacking ghouls and the giant ghouls commanding the edge of the battlefield.

The seven young demon hunters maintained a triangle formation, kept a distance from the two demon hunter masters, and ran towards the convoy.

"Om~"

The school badges hummed collectively.

The group of nine people instantly merged into the grass outside the battlefield.

"Captain, this move is really powerful! It's exactly the same as the surrounding ones!"

"Shut up, Clay! Watch your step! Keep your eyes on the ghouls! If you make a mistake, be careful with your 'monster hunter's eye'!"

"I know, I know……"

A panicked response was heard in the air above the grass. The "gaze of the demon hunter's eyes" that could quickly improve one's strength was what every member of the legion desired most.

Neither Arryn nor Vesemir paid attention to the commotion behind them. Although these demon hunters were a little frivolous at ordinary times, they were still very reliable when it came to serious matters.

As they got closer to the battlefield, the unique stench of the corpse-eating creatures became stronger and stronger.

The moment he stepped from the green grass into the brown and smelly battlefield, the giant zombie on the other side of the battlefield seemed to sense something and looked around.

"Damn monster, its perception is quite sharp!" Ailin cursed in his heart.

The most important thing in this battle is to get rid of the corrosive demon as quickly as possible.

Otherwise, if a dozen "demon body bombs" pounced on him, not to mention the young demon hunters like Erni, even Ailin might be finished.

Therefore, the later the giant ghoul finds you, the better.

The two demon hunters subconsciously slowed down their pace, but still moved forward in the direction where the gorge demons were gathering.

The classic book of monstrosity, "Ghouls and Giant Ghouls," says that giant ghouls are good at smelling, not at ground vibrations or magic.

So after the subconscious nervousness, the demon hunter realized that he was at a disadvantage and was not too worried about being discovered.

It should have been the force field of magic that was disturbed, causing subconscious vigilance.

really.

The giant zombie's nostrils twitched twice, and then it turned its two huge eyes towards the direction of the convoy.

And then the next second.

"Hooho~"

In the roar of the giant ghoul.

Another Carrion Demon, with blood-red muscles and pale fascia exposed, went against its nature and quietly imitated the ghouls, getting on all fours and blending into the main attacking team.

……

"careful!"

The fully armored guard who was giving orders reminded loudly.

The big man wearing steel armor knocked down a ghoul, then approached and shouted:

"Captain, this won't work. Our brothers have suffered heavy casualties..."

"Roar!" The big man who was interrupted by the ghoul kicked away the attacking monster and continued:
"If this continues, we will all die and we won't be able to escape..."

Before he could finish his sentence, another zombie, with bared teeth, pounced at him from behind when he was not prepared.

Just throw him to the ground.

The man called the leader shouted, swung his silver sword, and slashed down fiercely.

The sword blade slashed diagonally across the side of the ghoul's neck, and with a "whoosh", it directly split the monster in half.

He was covered in smelly blood.

However, the team leader had no time to clean up, so he pulled the big man up from the ground:

"Are you okay, Cole?"

The big man shook his head, stood up and took two deep breaths: "I'm fine, Captain. But..."

The man called the leader stared with bloodshot eyes and glanced left and right along Cole's line of sight.

In the blood-stained vision, corpses were everywhere.

Cole is right.

His men suffered heavy casualties.

The cause of the deaths and injuries now is still those damn exploding monsters.

But wait a little longer, until everyone runs out of energy, even an ordinary ghoul can kill his skilled brother...

"Ah~"

A scream.

A warrior wearing leather armor not far away was startled and was bitten in the thigh by the zombie and dragged away.

Do not!
His people have reached their limit.

"What...what should I do?"

"Captain, what should we do now?"

Cole seemed to have not yet fully recovered from the shock of being knocked down by the monster, and his voice was trembling.

The captain gritted his teeth and chopped off the attacking monsters with his sword. He was so desperate that he didn't know how to respond.

Surrounded by ghouls with bared fangs, and there are exploding monsters in the distance.

Farther away, a monster that was even bigger than all the carriages combined was staring at them...

How to escape from this?
“Captain,” Cole pushed a zombie away with his shield, then came closer, tilted his head to look at the people surrounded by the car array, gritted his teeth, “Captain, in order to protect them, too many of us have died…” “Puff~”

He cut the ghoul that interrupted him with a sword.

Cole wiped the blood off his helmet with force, his eyes fierce:

"What's more, if this continues, everyone will die..."

"Barry's wife and children are still waiting at home...Kenneth's mother is blind...Klin's parents died early, leaving only a sister who is less than ten years old...Captain! We have to leave a few people to go back, Captain!"

Cole lowered his voice, but his tone was poignant.

The team leader was stunned and looked back.

In the center of the well-guarded carriage wall, two pairs of eyes as pure as deer were looking out in horror from the gap between the carriages.

Those were the employer's two daughters, both under seven years old.

As soon as his line of sight shifted slightly, he happened to meet another pair of eyes.

That was their employer, a middle-aged fat man.

After their eyes met, their employer seemed to realize something, and his eyes were filled with chilling despair.

He didn't yell, though.

Instead, he shifted his gaze pleadingly and looked to the right.

The team leader looked over and saw that it was the employer's two daughters. He immediately withdrew his gaze in horror and for some reason did not dare to look behind him again.

"Captain!" Cole urged.

The leader looked around again and sighed:

"Notify the brothers to break out!"

When Cole heard this, his eyes lit up, but then he realized something was wrong.

Why...let him notify?

"Captain, you..."

"Go quickly. Someone has to be responsible for preserving the reputation of 'Free Anglin'..." The decision was made, and the captain smiled relaxedly.

But this smile was behind a blood-stained helmet.

No one can see it.

Cole stood there in shock, opening his mouth to speak, but looking at the captain's resolute back.

I gritted my teeth and couldn't utter a single word.

"By the way, bring the two children with you!" the team leader turned around and reminded.

After seeing Cole nod solemnly, he took the initiative to take two steps forward to withstand the pressure of the front line.

"Come on, you damned monsters!"

He roared and moved forward, risking his own life with each step and each strike of his sword to rescue his companions trapped in the battle.

The part of the armor that protected the back made a loud "dong dong dong" sound.

The thrusts tried to make him stagger and fall, but instead, they pushed him forward. With a wave of the silver sword, smelly flesh and blood flew up.

Until a certain moment...

The red limbs, which were very different from the ghoul's gray skin, flew into the sky.

He was stunned for a moment, then he looked down and saw a rotten face like a skinned corpse.

Only then did he smell the unique stench that was masked by the smell of decay.

"Is this it?" he thought to himself.

"Roar--"

Amid an ear-piercing hissing sound, a yellow poisonous mist gushed out from the severed end of the monster's arm.

The temperature is rising.

The captain wanted to look back at this time, but his body made a decision contrary to his thoughts in an instant.

He pounced forward like a lion encountering a hunter.

Even if he is about to die, he will perish together with the danger for everything he cares about before he dies.

"Captain!"

"Captain!"

"Ryan!"

Someone is calling from behind.

The ugly body of the monster in front of him began to swell.

“That’s it.” He closed his eyes when he felt his body hit the monster.

"Bang~"

The wind howled wildly.

"boom!"

The violent explosion was deafening.

but……

Ok?
Is this death?

Why am I still so tired? So smelly? So heavy?
He opened his eyes blankly, and immediately saw another pair of eyes, another pair of cat eyes as blue as the pure lake water of Rivendell Valley at the junction of his hometown Anglin and Mahakam.

The owner of the eyes is a young boy, or...

God?

"Are you taking me to the golden oak table in the Kingdom of Cliff?" he asked.

The young man was stunned for a moment, and his deep blue eyes suddenly became warm.

"Sorry, Cliff's oak table may not have been filled with your wine yet..."

"I would also like to remind you that..."

The boy blinked and smiled:
"Closing your eyes on the battlefield is not a good habit."

Just say it.

The boy with beautiful blue eyes turned and rushed forward.

Ryan blinked and disappeared, as if the boy had never appeared.

"Ryan! Ryan!" A figure rushed over and hugged him tightly, interrupting his thoughts, "Are you okay? Are you injured somewhere? Have you been exposed to the terrible body fluid that corrodes your flesh and blood..."

"Dan...Na?"

"It's me... Ryan... It's me... It's me..." The woman, whose face was covered in blood and could not be seen at all, burst into tears.

At this moment, Ryan came back to his senses from his daze and suddenly realized something. He didn't care about the sudden appearance of the god-like boy, and suddenly grasped the sword in his hand with horror.

"Didn't I tell you to follow your brother?" He pushed the woman away and scolded her harshly.

Then he tensed his body and looked around anxiously.

But in the next second, his eyes widened.

At some point, seven or eight nimble figures appeared around the convoy, advancing left and right among the zombies.

Silver light flickered wantonly in the dim world.

A flash of silver light cut off the head of a zombie.

"Boom boom boom~"

Before I could see the faces of the seven or eight figures clearly, a series of explosions were heard behind me.

Follow the sound.

A burly middle-aged man had just retracted his right hand when the dust raised by the explosion buried him.

Then a familiar "bang" sounded in the smoke.

It was as if a god summoned a strong wind, and the smoke was blown away as soon as it rose.

Ryan blinked, took off the sticky helmet, and rubbed his eyes stupidly, unable to believe what he saw.

"Are they... reinforcements?" Ryan looked at Dana and asked in a hoarse voice.

Dana opened her mouth but no sound came out.

At least ten meters away, the short figure turned around, chopped off the ghoul's head, turned around and smiled, and said proudly:
"We are demon hunters!"

"A demon hunter from the Wolf School!"

(End of this chapter)