The only ones wandering around are the ugly and ghostly screaming demon spirits. They fly in mid-air, some float on the tree trunks that have been burnt to charcoal black, and some linger in incomplete and crumbling taverns, restaurants, and libraries.

Through the broken windows full of glass shards, you can see their dark and mysterious figures like walking corpses.

The black robe of the demon soul fluttered in the wind. A gust of wind mixed with the smell of blood blew by, and the broken house made a whining sound, like a ghost crying and a wolf howling...

The world is bleak.

Lifeless.

Seeing such a tragic and terrifying scene, the three people's faces were as pale as paper.

They resisted the acid water rising from their stomachs, and the extreme nausea made Alice and Angel open their mouths to vomit.

Willet's face was white and transparent, and the hands hanging in his sleeves were clenched subconsciously. It seemed that through the devastated and devastated Gildas, he saw a past that once had a despairing memory...

The ice girl's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her moist ice-blue eyes were filled with quiet and profound sadness.

She recalled the day when the fire was blazing into the sky, the family was invaded by an evil wizard, and the scene where her sister Blanche was penetrated by a sharp weapon and blood spurted out in front of her eyes.

Although she seemed calm on the surface, she was just used to being strong. Alice suppressed the turbulent feeling in her stomach and slowly but firmly grabbed Brenda's hand. Her face was still pale, but her tone was firm and gentle:

"I will always be by your side, Abu. Don't be too sad... everything will be fine."

Alice paused for a moment, secretly holding back the bitterness in her heart, her bright and clear amber eyes were like the clear spring of Tianchi that looked to the end, and were as warm as the rising sun on a summer morning.

Staring intently at such a pair of eyes, the ice blue eyes woke up from the dark past. Although the sadness was still there, there was a slight smile on the corner of the mouth, and the cold tone was as gentle as water:

"I know you are always here." She blinked her eyes pretending to be relaxed, "Evil people will be severely punished."

No matter how uneducated Angel was, he knew that he could not interrupt the communication between the two of them now. Even though his face turned pale, he straightened his back stubbornly and had a firm and brave look on his face.

During the brief interval between the two of them communicating, hundreds of screaming demon souls suddenly emerged from the ruins and thick smoke.

It seems that they have smelled the scent of living people, and they fly very fast. On their ugly faces, the corners of their mouths are cracked, and dark green polypods crawl around quickly on their white fangs, smelling rancid.

The scent was so strong that it was suffocating, and people huffed and puffed around.

Alice pulled out a black wooden stick that looked like a fire stick from her sleeve, her muscles all over her body tensed, and her amber eyes looked as sharp as a knife:

"It looks like a fierce battle is inevitable!"

"Come together!"

Willett and Angel each took out their own weapons, each with a serious and alert expression. As soon as Alice finished speaking, the three of them attacked in unison.

Gildas, the city's only refuge.

It is also the last territory.

There will be magicians patrolling outside all day long. The night has faded, everything is illuminated by the sun, and the heavy and depressed atmosphere in the high tower of refuge is getting stronger and stronger.

The army of demon souls, as turbulent as the waves and as dense as a swarm of ants, has already arrived at the foot of the tower.

Countless screaming demon souls impacted the entire tower. Highly capable wizards shot down magic from the tower. The gorgeous light magic that looked like meteors was like a rain of light in the sky. The dazzling fireworks continued to attack the surging waves.

An army of demon souls like ocean waves.

Gildas's last territory was surrounded by a vast sea of ​​countless demon souls.

The blue defensive magic array set up by the magician was constantly being hit hard by the terrifying tide of screaming demon spirits. Every time it hit, the light of the defensive array was weakened by one point. This fierce battle has lasted for three days.

for a long time.

The letters and communications sent out to ask for help from Credo, for some reason, have not received any response at this time. The young magic student Credo was huddled in the corner, crying helplessly and hesitantly, his shoulders shaking constantly.

If this continues, it won't be long before the screaming demon soul breaks through the magician's defense line and rushes into the tower.

And they are left alone and helpless, desperately waiting for the dark night to fall.
Chapter completed!