"I can go by myself!" Knight Bart said in a deep voice: "I once swear that if he saves my daughter, I will give him my loyalty. Whether or not the adults accept it, I will be loyal to my oath."

The middle-aged knight bowed deeply to the people present and said to Karl Marx, who was on a crutch: "Sorry, Mr. Marx, I know that the camp is in danger at this time. But I still feel that the earthquake that happened before and the sudden death of these monsters are related to the demon hunter! Maybe he is in danger and needs my help, I must go!"

Marx smiled and said, "Don't worry about my knight, I haven't made a decision yet. My guess is similar to what you think. These monsters that have been attacking us are creatures of collective will. They must have had an accident in their mother's body that will make them happen."

"Sir, isn't this too risky?" asked the mercenary Mancini. "Our defense line has just stabilized, and the morale of the militia has dropped very quickly. At this time, let them go out of their defense line, and maybe a sudden attack can defeat them."

"I agree with him, Mr. Marx, it's too risky to do this. I just need Lee's cooperation." Knight Bart also persuaded: "If we can solve the problem, the militia will probably just waste their lives."

"I understand, but if our team cannot really face the risks of this time, they will probably be militias forever." Marx walked to the door with his own crutches: "When the crisis is over, you all leave, and the nobles come back with enough soldiers, and the order we established will soon be completely destroyed."

Karl Marx lifted the curtain and stood in the sunlight outside the door, his tone as firm as iron: "I can't allow this to happen. I gave them hope. I can't watch them be pressed back into the dirty water again. This is too cruel! The militia must learn how to face their enemies, even at the cost of bleeding!"

"But the morale of the militia..." Zog Mancini picked up his helmet and walked to Marx's side, guarding his left and right.

"I know, they are afraid of those monsters, who is not afraid of them? Those monsters are more fearful than death itself." Marx limped out with a cane, but his pace was extremely powerful: "This time, I will go with them. It was me who encouraged them to stand up and protect their relatives and friends, and face danger! I should stand with them."

The demon hunter inserted his arm into the wet soil with force. Half of his arm was not in it. After fumbled for a while, he finally grabbed a rhizome of an unknown plant. He pulled it hard, confirming that it could withstand the weight of two people, and then swung himself out with force, holding on to a stone embedded in the soil in the distance!

In [Wolf Spirit Vision], this is a stone nearly two meters in size, with only a part of the size of a fist exposed in the soil layer. The five fingers of the demon hunter's right hand exerted force, firmly dropping himself and the silver-haired witch in the air! From now on, he can only rely on the power of his arms to advance.

The ranger put his arm into the hole dug by the Demon Hunter before, and found something that could fix himself. He was powerless to be shocked or complained. Along the way, he silently looked at the Demon Hunter as if he had a perspective eye, and found various support points, and almost climbed to the top of the underground cave. Now he was only one step away from victory.

He felt like a loser who had never made money. He suddenly formed a team to match the member players of Xinyue Level 3. His main function was to stand beside him and be responsible for calling 666 to create an atmosphere for Xinyue Level 3 players.

Who am I, where am I, what have I done along the way? Ranger asked himself with his life questions and came to a conclusion: "It's not that he is too weak, but that the other party has too many cheats."

Then he watched the demon hunter, like a gymnast, leaning on the strength of his arms, accurately finding something to grasp in the soil, and pulling it upwards without decreasing speed.

"I said, don't you have a spell that can reduce weight, can it be used on yourself?" Ranger said to the witch behind him with some embarrassment: "I may not be as strong as him..."

When Marx summoned the militia and was preparing to search for survivors, clean up the dead aberrations, and search for the demon hunter; when the demon hunter and the ranger were trying to survive with two witches, Pastor Richard was carrying the paladins and nuns in an armed confrontation. At the small city gate, he was blocked by an armed team of nearly a hundred people.

"I said, you can't get over." Pastor Richard sat in a cigar in his mouth, looking like a rogue, and his big golden sword was sitting on a box containing arrows: "Do you not understand?"

"We are the messengers of the Witch King, representing the majesty of the Witch King. The priest of Campas, please cooperate with our actions!" A clerk nun stood in front of Pastor Richard and said righteously: "Don't challenge the Witch King's patience, priest!"

The nun's words made many paladins pull out their weapons behind Pastor Richard. These young paladins knew only a little about the forces represented by the nuns, but the other party's tone made the young paladins angry.

The combat nuns who had just experienced a bloody battle were already depressed by the sudden order to abandon ships. They were even more invincible about the actions of the paladins and prepared for the battle without hesitation!

For a moment, the sound of weapons being unsheathed near the city gate was endless, and the sound of bowstrings being tightened was endless, and the war was almost about to break out! The city guards, who were originally deployed with the paladins, were hiding on the city wall at this time, and were observing carefully.

Everyone's eyes focused on Pastor Richard who was breathing in mist and the silent nun who didn't say a word. Although his subordinates were tense, the two leaders seemed to be very calm.

At this time, a young priest came hurried from the direction of the inner city, attached himself to Pastor Richard's ear and whispered: "All the aberrations died, the void shock in the lower city area returned to zero, and the space has been completely calmed down."

"Is the news accurate?" Pastor Richard looked at the nun's team with his eyes slanted, and said deliberately loudly: "Are you sure the void shock has returned to zero?"

In the nuns' angry eyes, the priest replied loudly: "Yes, sir! This is the result of the joint detection of the five temples."

Pastor Richard moved his butt away, and said to the nuns: "Now you can pass."
Chapter completed!