The closer you get to the surface of Pit No. 2, the more half-dead creatures there are.

Especially the former miners' stronghold, which is now filled with infected undead, and the scene is like hell on earth.

"Holy Law!"

A middle-aged man in armor, holding a long sword, looked at the chaotic crowd in front of him with a serious expression.

As he uttered two bytes with a sacred aura, a soft white light bloomed from his body, and the negative energy that permeated the surroundings seemed to dissipate.

"The dead should rest in peace."

With his head slightly lowered, the man rushed out like lightning, waving the sword in his hand, and half-dead people fell to the ground one after another.

The long sword in his hand was covered with rust and did not look sharp, but after it pierced into the half-dead man's body, it slid as smoothly as a hot knife into butter.

Nothing can stop the long sword.

The white light on the body can better restrain the negative energy.

But in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen half-dead people completely lost the ability to move.

The man slowly put away his sword, turned around and looked at the people who had been saved, put one hand on his chest and bowed deeply: "May God bless you."

Several people were stunned, and one of them stammered, "Thank... Thank you!"

In the Black City, no one will rescue strangers except trusted relatives and friends.

The strong will not show kindness to the weak.

so……

Where did this alien come from? "I'm looking for someone."

The man took out a wrinkled scroll from his body and unfolded it, revealing the features of a young man: "His name is Ryan, and he was sold here last year."

"Ryan?"

Several people shook their heads blankly:

"I don't know him. I've never seen him."

"Really?" The man said with regret: "Sorry to bother you."

"Wait a minute." A little girl in the crowd said crisply, "I remember there seemed to be someone named Ryan in Pit No. 3, but that place is close to Pit No. 2 and underground..."

"Probably dead."

"Oh!" The man's eyes lit up: "Thank you."

Then he turned and walked towards Pit No. 3.

"Wait a moment!"

The little girl stood up and said hurriedly:

"It's very dangerous down there, do we really have to go?"

"Yes." The man nodded, "I promised my friend that I would protect his son. Keeping promises is our code."

“But…but…” the little girl stammered. Seeing the man walking further and further away, she shouted, “What’s your name?”

“Russell.”

The man's voice floated on the wind.

"Let's go." Someone in the crowd whispered:

"He's supposed to be a paladin."

"Paladin?" Someone asked in surprise:

"The Moon Goddess has fallen. Are there any Paladins left now?"

As the knight who protected the goddess, when the goddess fell, the paladin followed her.

"some."

The voice sounded:

"Some people believe that the Moon Goddess has not really fallen. They travel around the world, looking for traces of the goddess and seeking ways to resurrect her."

"never mind!"

“None of this has anything to do with us.”

* * * Aya took Xiaonan away, and the team lost two combat forces, but it was not a big problem for Carl.

He only asked others to lure out the prey, and then he would hunt it himself, mainly guarding against those hiding in the dark.

When the real fighting started, even Konan, the knight's squire, couldn't really help much.

If the target is no match for him, having one or two more people will be of no use.

Aya also understood this, so she took Xiaonan away, after all, it was not important.

It was only when he actually started to act that Carl noticed something was wrong and frowned subconsciously.

Without Aya, although Dana and the other three still followed his orders, it always felt that things were not going as smoothly.

Like,

There is an extra layer of barrier between them.

I have to admit that although Aya is not very strong, she has a convincing leadership ability.

No wonder he was able to build up a force in a short period of time, and others followed him wholeheartedly. This ability was obviously not in Carl.

…………

“Swish!”

“Puff!”

The arrow dipped in holy water penetrated into the half-dead man.

White smoke immediately came out of the half-dead man's body, the negative energy in his body began to dissipate, and his movements became slow and stiff.

"kill!"

Dana and her friends rushed forward shouting.

The half-dead creature that others don't want to be with is actually their favorite.

"puff!"

Carl swung his broadsword and cut off the head of an undead.

"who?"

Before he could pick up the soul powder on the ground, Hausman in front of him suddenly yelled, and he couldn't help but look up.

At the end of the street, a man with messy blond hair walked slowly towards them.

The man had a strange long sword hanging from his waist and was standing on the corpse of a half-dead person. He looked towards the few people, his facial features completely hidden by his scattered long hair.

“They are my prey.”

"your?"

Hausman sneered when he heard this:

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"If you say it's yours, then it's yours, right?"

"Hausman." Dana stopped what she was doing and said, "Be careful!"

There were five of us on our side, and the other side only had one, but he came over blatantly to ask for the spoils.

Either he is crazy or he has enough confidence.

"look."

The man turned the body over and pointed at its back: "I left this wound."

There was indeed a long and thin sword mark on the back of the corpse, which was cut diagonally from top to bottom, but it was not fatal.

"So what?"

Hausman showed disdain on his face: "We were the ones who killed it. You just don't have the ability. Remember to be more decisive next time you take action!"

"That's enough."

Karl frowned and said:

"Give him the body."

Ever since the blond man appeared, the Poison Wolf Breathing Technique had given off warning signs, although they were weak, he was definitely a master.

It is better to have less trouble than more.

It's just a dead body.

“That’s right.”

Without waiting for Hausman to give in, the blond man nodded first and said:

"Thank you for your reminder. I should be more decisive when I take action. I won't make this mistake again."

?

Carl's heart skipped a beat.

"careful!"

Without having time to cast a spell, he flicked his wrist and three arrows shot out, heading straight for the blond man.

"bite……"

With a crisp sound, three arrows fell to the ground at the same time.

The blond man also had a sharp sword in his hand, and after cutting off the incoming arrow, the blade pierced into Hausman's heart at an astonishing speed.

"puff!"

With a gentle push, the sword pierced through the heart and out of the back.

"this time……"

Seeing Hausman's face full of astonishment and his vitality fading away rapidly, the man grinned brightly:

"Is that crisp enough?"

"Hausman!"

"ah!"

“…”

Dana and the other two's expressions changed drastically. Their anger at their companion's death reached its peak in an instant. They rushed forward roaring.

"Oh……"

Seeing this, the blond man shook his head slightly, flicked his wrist, and Hausman's body flew out.

His figure followed closely behind, the thin sword in his hand trembled, and afterimages emerged, instantly covering several people.

"Here we go!"

'My favorite scene is here!'

"Blood splatters! Broken limbs scattered! Despair and fear..."

"bite……"

“Ding ding dong dong…”

A rapid collision sound was heard, sparks flew from the collision of metal, but the imagined scene did not appear. Instead, the blond man retreated repeatedly and landed lightly with his sword in his hand.

"Huh?"

He looked at Carl with a look of surprise:

"I didn't expect that there is another master here."

"pity!"

Before he finished speaking, he rushed forward again with the sword in his hand. His speed was much faster than before, and the sword shadow was even more powerful.

(End of this chapter)