"Help, help! Help me, help me!"


    "What''s that? Alas... What about the army? Why did the army withdraw? Did they all run away, regardless of us?!"


    "Ah, ah, they climb up, climb up!"


    "Run, run, if you don''t run again, you''ll... Ah --!"


    "Get out of the way! Ah... I''m bitten. Save me, you bastard. Why don''t you save me --!"


    In the tunnel under the king''s hall, the corrupting demons like a flood forcibly "washed away" the rubble blocking the tunnel, killing, biting and slaughtering their former cousins and compatriots.


    Not even a living person, not even a piece of meat, a bone or a drop of blood.


    The shrill scream mixed with the roar of commotion stopped abruptly in the violent impact and messy and numerous walking sounds.


    The dwarf garrisons guarding the periphery hurriedly formed a shield wall and looked pale and aimed the shaking halberd at the bottom of the tunnel - they wanted to rush in, but it was too late.


    The crowded tunnel has been crowded with more than half of the women and children at the peak of the cloud, and there is no spare space for an organized army; The chaotic and frightened refugees cannot give them time to stabilize order and withdraw from the tunnel.


    All they can do is watch the people in the tunnel be killed in all kinds of postures and ways.


    Then it''s their turn.


    There was already a dead silence in the king''s palace.


    The dwarf Igor stared at the direction of the tunnel exit and listened to the scream and vibration that constantly echoed between the corridor column and the wall. He wanted to bite his teeth.


    It was he who caused all this tragedy.


    If all the old and weak women and children are not evacuated into the tunnel, withdraw into the tunnel area that he thinks is "absolutely safe"; Now I can calmly eliminate the monsters pouring in from the tunnel, or simply blow up the tunnel again and bury all the monsters alive in the mountain.


    But now... Yunfeng peak is not a big city, but the population is very dense, and the old, weak, women and children account for half of it; In other words, before long, half of the city''s population will become flesh and blood, or the same monsters that kill them!


    How cruel, how vicious!!!!


    "Do you hear me, your majesty?" Carl Colin, who was bound by the iron chain, slowly got up and looked at Igor coldly:


    "If that''s what Duke Byrne wants, we''ve done it - those monsters have destroyed half of the cloud peak, and they''ll destroy the other half soon."


    "Besides, I''m still with the rebels outside who are thinking about how to kill you..."


    Bang -!


    Suddenly turned around, and Igor, the dwarf with red eyes, grabbed the chain on the demon hunter''s chest; The recruits on one side were shocked and saw that the dwarf guards in the hall had raised their halberds and aimed at themselves.


    "How to do!" Igor clenched his teeth, exposed his green veins on his forehead, and trembled and roared, "what''s the way to drive back the scum drilled out of hell?"


    "Say --!"


    "What?" Carl Colin shook his head. "It''s too late now - if you don''t withdraw the defenders of the king''s palace, you may still have time, but now this force is barely able to hold them down."


    "The only way is to withdraw from the king''s hall as soon as possible, and then mobilize troops on the periphery."


    "Coward -!!!"


    In the palace, the dwarf guards roared neatly. Carl Colin just looked at the dwarf Igor coldly.


    "Do you want me to give the king''s palace, the king''s palace of Yunling Kingdom - my palace, to a group of monsters?"


    "Your Majesty the supreme king, with all due respect..." the demon hunter said faintly, "judging from the ''performance'' of these monsters in the silver helmet mountain, there will be no king''s Hall in half a day!"


    When the voice dropped, Igor with angry eyes clenched the chain, and his green tendon exposed right arm wanted to directly strangle the demon hunter''s arm and shoulder.


    "Your Majesty, please allow me to kill this bewitching Byrne spy, and then lead the army to eliminate the monsters in the tunnel!" the serious looking dwarf guard chief stepped forward and stared at Carl Colin and the nearby recruits:


    "I pledge my family honor and life to stick to the king''s palace to the death!"


    With that, the dwarf guards behind him were shocked at the same time and glared at the two demon hunters.


    Igor the dwarf frowned, looked at Carl Colin''s unchanged face, and looked at the tunnel entrance with more screams and roars.


    "... untie them."


    The recruits breathed heavily, as if they were reborn.


    "Your Majesty?!" the dwarf Guard commander''s expression was particularly puzzled.


    "I said... Untie them both, and then give them back the weapons and the mess." the dwarf Igor turned his eyes to the captain of the guard, and his expression was hard to see:


    "Immediately take people to blow up all the king''s halls and all the tunnel exits in yunfengfeng City, mobilize all mobile legions and recruited reserve forces that have not fought with the enemy, and build a defense line around the king''s Hall - stop them before I kill all the traitors."


    "We have lost half of the cloud peak. We can''t lose the other half!"


    The dwarf guard captain was surprised. Igor''s words clearly meant that he had given up all the survivors in the tunnel... But he still hung his head resolutely:


    "Yes!"


    "As for you two..." Igor turned his eyes to Carl Colin and the recruits: "for the sake of Duke Loren, I can let you go - you can do whatever you want, go wherever you want, and the cloud peak doesn''t interfere with you."


    "If you dare to stay in the city, my army will not open up to you."


    "But if you''re really like what you said, it''s to fight the real murderer behind all this..." Igor took a deep breath and his eyes twinkled with very complex emotions:


    "The people of Yunling Kingdom don''t believe in words, they only believe in deeds."


    "We are Lord Loren''s demon hunters. We don''t need your trust!" the recruits suddenly stood up and straightened their necks excitedly: "we are their enemies, but we are only loyal to the Duke!"


    Carl Colin was silent and quiet like a living dead man.


    Igor frowned and suddenly loosened the chain on the demon hunter''s chest.


    "Untie them and throw things down!" the supreme king turned and walked out with heavy steps, glancing at every dwarf guard in the hall:


    "People of Yunling, come with me."


    "To protect our own country!"


    "Yes --!!!"


    A deafening roar burst from the throats of all the dwarf guards.


    Looking at the dwarf soldiers who left with Igor, the recruits with some complex expressions got up slowly, and the hatred in their hearts when they were caught was suddenly reduced a lot.


    "Captain, what shall we do next?"


    "What are you doing... This is asking me?" Carl Colin turned his head and looked at the recruits thoughtfully. "Don''t you always have ideas? Why ask me this guy who is in the way?"


    The recruits looked stiff and embarrassed to the extreme.


    The demon hunter snorted coldly, "we don''t have to go anywhere, just stay here."


    "Stay here, but you didn''t say that those corrupting demons will soon..."


    "It''s about to attack... Yes." Carl Colin methodically untied the chain, put on the "caster", carried his half sword behind his shoulder, and packed up the few remaining equipment: "how safe can it be outside?"


    "The rebels have broken through the first gate, and the rest is only a matter of time; Igor... He will soon face the rebels and beware of the corrosive demons pouring out of various tunnels - the whole cloud peak will soon become a battlefield. We can''t kill it in a scuffle or stop it."


    The recruits still don''t understand.


    "So... We have to do the last thing we can." after packing up the last piece of equipment, Carl Colin slowly got up, calmly looked at the confused recruits and said in an understatement:


    "We stay here until the real murderer behind the scenes appears, and then end the war in the way we can."


    The empty hall was quiet for five seconds.


    Recruit... Martin Nilton stared at the demon hunter with wide eyes and was completely stunned.


    "You, you mean..."


    "We have to kill it, or be killed by it; if we can''t kill it, we have to have an unlucky man find a way to go back alive and convey this information to Duke Bain or the heavenly palace... That''s it."


    Carl Colin gave a meal, couldn''t help but slightly cocked up his mouth and looked at this completely stupid younger generation with a bit of fun: "why, are you afraid?"


    "Absolutely not!" the recruit immediately retorted, and was about to jump up with excitement: "I''m not afraid! I, I just, just..."


    "Nervous?"


    "No, no, absolutely not!"


    "It doesn''t matter... Whether you''re nervous or afraid, no one will know." Carl Colin patted him on the shoulder, his eyes still calm:


    "If there is no accident, it should be impossible for us to leave here."


    The recruits nodded, still in a trance and at a loss.


    Carl Colin looked at the recruit''s face, shook his head and sighed, and did not continue to "tease" him.


    No matter how gifted, it''s still just a rookie on the battlefield for the first time. It''s normal to be afraid of tension; The first actual battle is to face the battlefield at this level. The enemies at this level... Don''t pee on the spot, collapse into a pile of mud and wait to die. It''s commendable courage.


    But... I knew as early as joining the wings of the sky that this was the destiny of the demon hunter.


    They are sentinels, beacon towers, and the front line in the face of void invasion.


    Only in this way will the heavenly palace allow the Duke of Loren Turin to expand his influence unscrupulously, and make the church gnash its teeth and dare not interfere in Byrne''s affairs.


    What you can''t do, can''t do, dare not do... I''ll do it.


    That''s it.


    "I, I''m not afraid..." burying his head in his chest, the recruit... Martin Nilton whispered:


    "I just waited for this day... Too long."


    Carl Colin looked back and looked at the recruits meaningfully; Looking at the tightly clenched hand, it was necessary to tighten the muscles to stop the trembling hand.


    "Nelson, governor of Byrne''s mansion... My father... Was beheaded by the Turin family; he deserved to kill so many innocent people... It was a lie to say he didn''t hate the Duke, but I know he did nothing wrong."


    "But the culprit who really betrayed him and killed him... Is governor Byrne, the head of the damn heresy! In the eyes of this cult believer, father is like a dog, doing dirty work for him that he can''t do!"


    "My father thought he was loyal to an aristocrat who liked his ability, but he was wrong. He was badly wrong... Governor Byrne Gaspar, he was not only a pagan who did not believe in God, but also a running dog of evil gods who betrayed his ethnic group and compatriots, and even the world!"


    "So I want revenge, not on Gaspar, not on the used pawns like my father... But on them, on them!" Martin Nilton, trembling on his shoulders, said with his head down:


    "I want to put the pain, grievance, anger and patience I have experienced... Unreservedly, so that they can really feel it!"


    "Let them know what they have done, not without cost!"


    Carl Colin was silent for a moment, preparing to say something, but subconsciously turned his eyes to the door.


    The vigilant recruits also quickly raised their heads, stared in the same direction in fear and tension, and pressed the hilt behind their shoulders with their right hand.


    coming.


    The void reaction, which is so powerful that it can''t be concealed, is not at the same level as the ordinary corrosion devil; The footsteps are monotonous and pitiful, and some stagger... And there is only one.


    There is no doubt that this must be


    "Unexpectedly, I have two more guests."


    The old and tired voice came faintly with the figure gradually approaching you: "why didn''t you escape from this palace that was about to be destroyed like other cowards?"


    "Of course it''s because..."


    Before the excited recruits had time to finish, Carl Colin grabbed his collar behind him, and immediately pressed his right hand on the hilt behind his shoulder.


    At the moment of seeing the figure, the stunned demon hunter was as incredible as being struck by lightning.


    The tired and aging voice did not come from the figure - because the bloody figure was completely empty with its neck up.


    The sound... Came from his hand, to be exact, from the head "carried" in his hand and soaked in dark red.


    Aging and tired cheeks, stained with plasma; Under the gray hair and beard, there was a ferocious and frightened face on the verge of death.


    Slowly adjusting his breath, Carl Colin looked at the figure coming towards him and said in a slightly trembling voice:


    "You... Are the... Predecessor of Yunling Kingdom..."


    "... Your Majesty the supreme king?"