As the Soul Hunters returned from the bridge to the city wall, their defense line was pressed closer and closer.
At the front, dozens of Soul Hunters fell, and the Siren was about to break through the defense line.
"——Close the barrier!"
Ask looked at the residents who were still running below and announced the order with pain.
"But..." There was some hesitation on Clifford's face.
"——Can't you hear what I said?" Esk turned his head suddenly.
His usual nonchalant attitude disappeared, and his eyes were bloodshot.
Facing the old man who was a generation older than him, his attitude was so arrogant that it was almost bad.
"--Close the barrier!" He roared, his red eyes like a wild beast.
He who issued the order was also in extreme pain at this time.
“Snap!”
Clifford smashed the crystal in his hand.
In an instant, a white barrier descended from the sky.
The barrier slowly pressed down from above, like a slowly falling sharp blade. Anyone blocked outside by it would completely lose the chance of survival.
For a moment, the scene seemed extremely cruel.
Ye Changtian, the player who had just retreated from the bridge, watched this scene in shock.
Beside him, the wailing of the severely injured Soul Hunters was endless. When the players retreated at the first opportunity, they still held the front line.
Even though their arms were broken and half of their faces were bitten off, they still held their weapons and refused to give in.
If half of an arm was broken, use the other one. If the face was bitten off, wrap it with cloth and continue fighting.
There was even a person who had half of his neck bitten off, but at the moment before he died, he still held a pistol tightly in his hand.
At this moment, the spirit of sacrifice and struggle unique to the Soul Hunters was extremely vivid.
Blood and fire built their souls.
...even if it has been deliberately guided and deceived.
Large flakes of blood fell from the sky, splashing onto the faces of the residents who were taking refuge.
At this moment, even the unarmed residents had blood in their eyes.
Ye Changtian looked at the scene in front of him.
In order to hold out until the barrier is completely set up, the scene becomes extremely bloody.
As soon as he retreated to the city wall, he was splashed in the face by the blood splattered from the neck of a soul hunter next to him.
He wiped his face in a daze, watching the light in the soul hunter's eyes gradually disappear.
…That was the Soul Hunter who was younger than him and was joking and chatting with his companions.
The envy and admiration for the savior hero in the eyes of the young soul hunter disappeared along with his gradually fading spirit.
He looked extremely young, as if he had just reached adulthood, and on his wrist was a leaf bracelet, which must have been a gift from some girl.
His body fell to the ground.
He is dead.
A middle-aged man in his fifties rushed over and burst into tears.
The sound of his crying was suppressed and desperate, like the groaning of a wounded beast.
At this moment, Ye Changtian, who had always regarded these soul hunters as cannon fodder and had a playful attitude, became a little dazed.
"...NPC." He said softly.
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