Chapter 455: Ongoing
"So these are humans?"
Jason said as he looked at the human corpse lying at his feet, half of its body frozen in crystal.
What a blasphemous scene this is all around.
The bodies of various humans and subhumans were dismembered, skinned, and butchered, and hung above small pools of blood.
It exuded a strong smell of blood and a disgusting stench.
It was not the devil who caused this tragedy, but the victims' own kind.
Looking at this scene, Jason kicked the corpse at his feet in annoyance.
“A large portion of the demons that can appear inside the city walls are summoned by these damned cultists through rituals.
Their bodies and minds have long since fallen into the abyss and they are no longer our compatriots."
The speaker was a demon hunter wearing a mask and black body-shaping armor.
He wiped the blood from his blade and began to destroy the ritual array.
There were several demon corpses nearby, and Urulius was wandering around them.
On the tail swaying behind it, there is a heavy hammer wrapped in crystal.
Judging from the wounds on the bodies of these demons, they were all smashed to death by the heavy hammer on Urulius' tail.
Mysterious language and spells were chanted out from the mouth of the demon hunter just now.
Then he clenched his hands into palms and pushed out.
A ball of holy light floated and appeared above the entire bloody field.
The power of the holy light caused a deep black aura to begin to emerge from this place, rising upwards as if it was ignited.
The corpses began to be burned by an invisible force.
Looking at this scene, the demon hunter turned and nodded to Jason.
Then he said, "Let's go, there are still several places that need to be confirmed."
There were seven or eight demon hunters following behind him, and Jason and Urulius followed closely behind.
Jason and Urulius joined the demon hunting team responsible for clearing out the cultists and invading demons in the rear.
The main purpose is to safeguard the safety of various safe waterways and reduce dangerous situations inside the city walls.
After all, as the war intensifies, those cultists hiding in the rear will also start to cause trouble.
After all, now is a good time to fish in troubled waters.
Sometimes the damage caused by these cultists inside is more annoying than the demons attacking from the front line.
The more frequent the fighting in the front, the tighter the manpower of some patrol teams in the rear will be.
But more convoys will head to the front.
At this time, the demon hunters in the demon hunting fortress are needed to start hunting down these damn cultists.
They are professional.
"Where do these cultists come from? Can't we kill them all?" Jason asked as he quickly caught up with the demon hunter team.
The demon hunter who is the captain of this team is not as taciturn as ordinary demon hunters. Instead, he is quite talkative.
Facing Jason's question, he walked forward, observed the map and answered: "Part of it is local. You may also know that this place has long been infected by the breath of the abyss.
Under the influence of various emotions, it is very likely that they will be infected by the breath of the abyss and begin to worship the abyss and the devil. "
"Of course, there are also many cultists coming from outside. Those who have gathered here from all directions are not only volunteers or mercenaries who are willing to participate in the holy war, but also many cultists mixed in.
It is impossible to identify many cult members because they will not show any outward signs during a certain period of time, and even their mental and ideological problems will not be major.
But when they get here, they quickly fall.
We can’t refuse or set up various barriers to hinder volunteers and mercenaries just because there are cultists among them.”
You must know that various volunteers and mercenaries are also the main force on the front line, and both of them are also members of the rear guard team.
Hearing this, Jason nodded.
"The situation ahead may be somewhat dangerous. The entire village of Bowang may have become a cult."
"Is there a village outside the safe lane?" Jason was a little confused.
He had not seen these villages marked on the map before.
“Don’t underestimate the ability of humans to adapt.”
…
It wasn't completely dark yet.
But this wave of demonic attack has been resisted.
Alka returned to the small round tower where he rested, and controlled the aqua-blue water sign to gushed out clear water to wash the blood off his body.
"Give me some, too."
Pororo, who had returned at some unknown time, sat leaning against the wall near the door.
Another stream of water drew an arc and poured over Porro, moistening him and washing away the blood and dirt stuck on his skin.
"Thank you for your help earlier, Master Alka."
At this time, a soldier's voice came from behind. Alka turned around and saw a soldier saluted him, and just smiled and nodded.
They just expressed their gratitude and did not wait to bother Alka.
Soldiers coming and going would nod to Alka to show respect when they saw him.
Some people who saw Porro would nod or even bow.
This is the result of their hard work on the battlefield during this period.
Alka, in particular, can support a large area of the battlefield, rescue various soldiers, and eliminate demons on a large scale with the help of elemental attacks.
And because of the Devouring Mouth, powerful demons will immediately use various methods to approach Alka and try to take his head.
"Let's go in."
Alka said as he and Pororo entered the round tower, each finding a place to sit down and begin to rest.
"Have a good rest. Those damn demons might come to attack the city again at night." Alka said, looking at the empty room.
The whole person leaned heavily against the back of the chair.
Porro just nodded slightly, then leaned on the bed and fell asleep.
Hearing Pororo's snoring, Alka did not disturb him. He leaned back in the chair and closed his eyes after a while.
Too tired.
When you wake up, you fight the devil. When you get tired of fighting the devil, you go back to sleep.
Eating is just interspersed in between, and sometimes there is no time to eat.
The number of these demons seemed to be endless.
I don’t know how many waves of soldiers in the fortress have been replaced.
When Alka opened his eyes.
Seeing that it was already dark outside, I woke up immediately. My sleepiness disappeared in an instant.
"Don't worry, the demons are not attacking any more tonight, so you can have a good rest."
Julia sat by the door and rested quietly.
"Julia? When did you get back?"
Because of the needs of the battlefield, people like Julia, who are also technical talents, were naturally assigned to a place that is very suitable for her.
But Julia was taken away by the people from the Seed of Life Church, and Julia seemed to want to settle some things.
"Have you returned to the embrace of life?" Alka asked her, looking at her from the side.
Julia nodded: "Well... I have seen too much during this time here. I was too impulsive before. Everyone, even the gods, are working hard in the direction they believe in.
Although the methods are different, the purpose is the same.”
Hearing this, Alka smiled and nodded without saying anything more.
Then Alka saw many doll girls resting in various places.
They were everywhere on the table, on the bench, on the grain bag not far away, and on the pillows on the bed.
They were all tired.
Looking at these puppet girls, Alka, who had almost recovered, stood up helplessly and carried the people and girls on the table and other places who were not on the bed and put them on the bed.
"Ah, it's dark, I overslept!"
With a loud bang, Porro jumped down from the second floor.
The loud noise startled the sleepy doll girls and they jumped up.
"What happened? Did the devil break in?"
"Kill the demon!"
Looking at the room that suddenly became chaotic, Alka slapped his forehead helplessly.
"Okay, calm down and take a rest. The demons can't get in. It's a rare chance to rest tonight."
After hearing Alka's words, the puppet girls who had stood up dazedly fell down one after another and quickly fell asleep.
And Pororo also knew that he seemed to have done something stupid, and scratched his forehead.
"Won't you take a break?"
Hearing this, Pororo turned around and waved his hand.
"I'm going to see Mathilda."
As he said this, he hunched his back and prepared to push the door open to go out.
As soon as I opened the door, I saw Martha Lisa swimming in with a smile on her face and her tail wagging.
"No, I'm back."
Although Matlisa smiled, one could feel the fatigue emanating from her whole body.
She hugged Pororo first, and then saw Julia.
"Julia? You're back."
He walked over and hugged Julia, who was smiling.
"You are very tired and need to have a good rest." Julia said while hugging Mathilda.
“But you did a good job. I heard the name of the four-armed angel among the seeds of life.
Those people admire you very much.”
Hearing Julia's teasing, Matresa smiled weakly.
Alka came over and touched the back of Matresa's head.
"Compared to these, you should get some good sleep."
Pink mist enveloped Mathilsa's eyes, and Mathilsa fell directly into Julia's arms.
I fell into a deep sleep all of a sudden.
Julia nodded, picked up Mathilda, went upstairs and put her on the bed.
Alka just sat down and turned his head.
Suddenly, a head popped out from the wall.
"ha!"
"!"
Alka was startled for a moment, then he saw that it was Lucelia's head.
Lucilia turned into a spirit and passed through from the front, looking at the startled Alka and laughing.
Looking at Lucilia who was laughing, Alka reluctantly sat back in his seat.
"Aren't you tired?"
"I'm a divine creature now, I'm not tired." Lucilia smiled brightly, turned into a doll and fell into Alka's arms.
"Oh, Julia, you're back." Lucillia said in surprise as she looked at Julia coming down from upstairs.
After chatting for a while, Lucilia turned to Alka and said, "Today I saw a demon hunter on the battlefield with a moon mark on his neck."
Hearing this, Alka turned and looked at her.
"Remember the temple ruins? There was a mural on it. The little man in the painting had a moon mark on his neck."
Hearing this, Alka narrowed his eyes. "You mean to say that the people of the Moon Worship Order who we were talking about who might still be alive have become demon hunters?"
"When you think about it, it's very possible, isn't it?" Lucelia said and began to explain.
"The temple where I grew up and my family members in the temple were killed by the devil. Whoever survived must hate the devil, right?
Where should the Demon of Hate join in World Scars? Naturally, it should join the Demon Hunters.
You should have learned about this in the past few days. Demon hunters have a family tradition, so it is normal for his descendants to continue to be demon hunters."
Because the ancestors and relatives of these demon hunter families are likely to continue to die at the hands of demons or in the war with demons.
Whether it is out of hatred, or education from childhood, or for ideals, these descendants will still devote themselves to such a cause.
Hearing this, Alka nodded, it was really very reasonable.
"Did you get any information?"
Although a war is going on now, it does not prevent Alger and his men from obtaining more information about the treasures while the war is going on.
The two do not conflict.
Hearing this, Lucilia smiled awkwardly.
"Just when I was about to go look for her, she was carried away. The battle was so intense at the time. It was impossible for me to catch up."
Hearing this, Alka nodded. There was no need to force it. Just knowing that there was such a demon hunter in the fortress was enough.
When you calm down, you can ask Greyfar for help. After all, the moon mark on your neck is very conspicuous.
Hearing this, Porro, who had been sitting next to her, said, "She should have been sent to the medical room... When Matlisa wakes up, we can ask her. If there is a moon mark on her neck, she might know something."
Hearing this, everyone nodded.
Soon Simon and Juanlu returned to the round tower one after another. Although it was late at night outside, a night without demon attacks was a good time to rest.
It's rare for everyone to get together.
These few people are still staying in the Demon Hunting Fortress.
In addition to Julia who just returned, there is also Lucilia who occasionally leaves the Demon Hunting Fortress to do reconnaissance missions.
These two people, like Xia Daiti, Jason and others, are expatriates.
Before daybreak, Mathilda woke up from a deep sleep.
The others also rested for quite some time.
Mathilda came into the hall and listened to Porro's story.
Then he nodded and said to Alka and the others.
“Yes, there was indeed a female witcher with a moon mark on her neck in the infirmary yesterday.
Her injury was not serious, but she still needed some time to recuperate. She is still recuperating in the medical center. She will definitely not be able to go to the battlefield in the short term.
I remember that she was helping ."
Hearing this, Alka looked at her and said, "In that case, please help us ask some questions about the Moon Worship Cult, the ones we talked about before.
He is most likely the survivor or the descendant of the survivor from the ruins we found earlier.
We might be able to get some information from her."
Hearing this, Matlisa nodded and said, "No problem. I will go to the clinic after daybreak and ask about it then."
Although it was still dark, everyone did not head to the battlefield after waking up, but instead took the time to rest.
Meditate while you're at it.
Every moment of rest is precious.
Especially at a rare time like now.
But before dawn, a dull horn sounded outside.
"These damn demons are here again." Pororo said, bending down helplessly and walking out of the room.
The people who were still resting in the hall heard the dull horn and went out one after another along with the puppet girls.
On the streets outside the fortress, a large number of soldiers have begun to move.
After coming out, everyone went their separate ways and started leaving in different directions. After all, they were responsible for different areas.
By the time Alka reached the second city wall, the demons had already begun attacking the city.
A huge black stone wrapped in flames drew a red line from a distance and smashed towards the city wall.
Looking at the doomsday-like meteor scene in the sky.
The red card of fire and the brown card of earth appeared in front of Alka.
Controlling the two cards, Alka opened his hands as if to hold up the sky.
The falling stone, which was covered with flames and looked like lava, instantly disintegrated in mid-air and turned into rubble. Although it was still hot, the threat level was greatly reduced compared to its original appearance.
The one who carried out this attack was a gigantic one-eyed demon standing 1 kilometer away from the city wall.
Their size is almost exactly the same as that of the Hammer Demon.
It is completely different from the strange shape of the Hammer Demon, but has the body structure of a human.
These humanoid catapult demons would grab a handful of sand and dirt from the ground beneath their feet, and then use the lava in their hands to turn it into huge lava fire bombs, which they would then throw over and turn into powerful siege weapons.
There were not many of these one-eyed demons, only three in total, and they were standing 1 kilometer away. They were obviously very afraid of being killed by the defending people.
This made the attacks of the three demons extremely threatening, and it was difficult for Alka and his team to go over and kill them immediately.
A large number of demons attacked the first city wall at the first opportunity.
"Those damn one-eyed monsters." A general cursed as he looked at the one-eyed demon in the distance.
Things like this are the hardest to deal with.
But it is impossible to rush down, that would be tantamount to seeking death.
Suddenly, a strong beam of light shot out, penetrating a range of 1 kilometer and piercing the belly of a one-eyed demon.
After the impact, there was an explosion like a ball of light, which immediately enlarged the wound.
With a huge wail, the demon fell to the ground.
The whole fort erupted in cheers.
A beautiful singing voice was heard, followed by inspiring music.
Julia returned and played the harp, with a music box floating next to her.
The passionate music has a loud sound that can be heard from far away, but it is not harsh.
Strength and courage to all present.
