There are still more than 2 hours until dawn.
In fact, during this period of time, the sky had already slightly brightened, but the fog was too heavy so it still looked like night.
He had only slept for more than three hours, but at this moment, Sean was not sleepy at all... The goatman in front of him, no... The half-orc goatman in front of him suddenly changed again when his health dropped to the remaining two-thirds.
The process of blood volume decreasing should be called the process of continuous blood volume decrease in real combat. No matter what attack hits, once the opponent's armor is broken or once the opponent is seriously injured, the blood volume will continue to decrease when it is less than one-fourth or one-fifth.
It's like a sword piercing the body. It may not kill you, but the mental panic and madness that follow will cause your health to drain quickly. And it varies from person to person. The blood loss rate of a strong person will be slower, but there will still be losses.
The goat man in front of him was already riddled with bullet holes after being continuously attacked by himself. In addition to the blood lost by normal attacks, the burns from the flames and his own consumption were constantly reducing his health, but only at this moment his life was fixed.
And the word "devil" actually appeared on the category display...
"Be careful!" Looking at Jonathan, the others wanted to step forward and kill him because they saw that he was seriously injured.
But it's already over. How can I possibly pull back the knife that has been chopped down?
Before Sean could make a move, he saw flames coming out from under the Goat Man's feet...
Green, and a long axe that the Bafolk pulled out from somewhere.
Roar~
With a casual wave of his hand, a black object was thrown over from the opposite side.
The flare's light was still there, and the campfire on this side of the camp hadn't completely gone out. Sean lowered his head to look at the thing that was running towards him, spilling a whole trail of fishy-smelling liquid along the way.
head.
That was the head of Feng, a member of the mercenary team.
Sean had seen death before, and even killed one of the people who "knew him" with his own hands in the city of Koga. He also saw so many of his fellow townspeople being swallowed up by the snow in the small town of Telemian. However, even those who have seen life and death cannot say that they can be completely indifferent when facing life and death.
Feng.
Although he disagreed with me on some issues, he still tried his best to suppress his noisy emotions and stayed in the team quietly doing his own thing. Mercenaries were originally free individuals, but once they formed a team, all their interests were bound together.
Whether it was for personal reputation or personal safety, obeying the orders of the squad has always been a discipline in the mercenary team. You can ignore other teams and watch the battle from the sidelines, but you must fight together with your own team.
This can be seen from the fact that the other party did not follow Lucard and the others in making trouble. If they disband on the spot tomorrow, it will be considered that they have officially said goodbye and parted ways.
But it's just one night...
Now……
Feng's head fell in front of everyone.
Alphonse and Sean both looked at the object on the ground.
"return!"
Jonathan in front of him might have been scared silly. He was the person closest to Feng and the first person to see the goat man raise the axe and cut off the other's head in an instant.
Sean hurriedly changed the bullet's attributes to frost.
The halo above his head instantly changed to [Precision~] and [Paralyze the enemy~]. He didn't care whether it consumed a lot of magic or not. He didn't expect that the opponent had another form, and his health would actually increase after this form appeared.
【~~】
It was gradually recovering to its previous state, and the wounds caused by the goat man's own fire bombs were gradually covered by its green flames.
demon!
There really are such creatures in this world.
“Come back soon!”
A few more shots froze the goat man's chopping action. He just raised the axe and was about to strike, but a ball of frost instantly froze the opponent's arm, and there was a brief pause.
It didn’t take long, probably less than a second.
Meanwhile, the Bafolk continued to howl...
That cry was no longer an ordinary animal sound, but another kind of cry that could not be classified at all.
Taking advantage of the opponent's pause, Jonathan, who had recovered from his shock, immediately turned around and ran back... At this time, the other mercenaries in the camp could no longer stand by and joined the battle.
Feng's head was chopped off, which meant that the monster in front of him was ready to fight to the death. If he didn't take action, he would probably be the next one to have his head chopped off.
"The others cover me, and the rest of us will make a feint attack with me."
The one who spoke was Lucard, who hadn't taken action yet. As the strongest member of the mercenary team, he had to step forward at this moment. As he passed by Sean, he didn't forget to say: "You guys come and help too."
Sean chuckled to himself, only now remembering to fight.
It's too late.
"Master Sean...Feng, Feng he."
"I know, it's none of your business." Sean tried to soothe the team.
At this moment, almost all of the twenty or so members of the mercenary team were involved in the battle to eliminate the demon goatmen. The heavy axe could not cause the same damage as killing Feng when facing a level 9 Orderer.
"No, we have to avenge Feng and kill that monster." Jonathan stood up again as the captain.
"Walk!"
“…”
Everyone suddenly looked at Sean in confusion.
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