Son of the Olden Days

"Cracking..." Suddenly, there was a small voice in the quiet wilderness, which was fleeting.

"What is it?" Outside the west gate of the Freedom City, a guard in charge suddenly held down his weapon.

"Hey! Boy, look at your shocked look. The **** smell of hundreds of ghoul corpses last night has not disappeared, maybe it is a mouse, or a certain beauty is hiding in the grass and peeing. Sure, hehe!" The veteran said vulgar jokes.

"Recently... it doesn't seem to be peaceful?" The recruit tilted his ears, but unfortunately there was no sound, and he muttered.

"Ha, when has this continent been peaceful? But the group of ghouls felt a bit strange last night, crawling around with swords as if they were not afraid of death. Damn, it's all over now, and it's not like this. The season of heat..."

"Cracking... Toddling." The veteran's chat was interrupted, and the voices in the wilderness began to become clear and dense.

"Sizzling~" Both the recruits and veterans pulled out their weapons and leaned in front of them.

"Should we go back and call someone to ring the alarm?" The recruit's fingers were clenched and loosened, a little nervous.

"King a fart clock, it will disturb everyone's dreams, how do you answer the question above? At least you have to see if there is really an enemy, and wait for me to get a torch." The veteran looked alert and pulled. The recruits slowly backed towards the retaining wall.

"Ha~" The veteran and the recruit stared at the same time, looking at the sharp limbs penetrating the recruit's chest.

This moment happened too fast, the enemy seemed to pounce from the darkness, and the attack came in an instant.

The recruit who was hit hard in an instant, as if he didn't feel his own wound, subconsciously hit back with a sword, and the sharp blade slashed on the **** hard carapace, making some dull dull sounds.

It wasn't until the arthropods suddenly pulled away, a **** arrow was pulled out, and the enemy retreated into the darkness, the recruits began to fall to the ground and convulse.

"Enemy attack! Spider! Enemy... Uh!" Relying on the sacrifice and short delay of the recruits, the veteran turned around and screamed while running wildly into the city, but unfortunately he could not run back after all.

The night watchman on the watch tower suddenly turned around, and the warning bell echoed again over the city of Liberty.

Huge, multi-legged figures spread out on the ground like a small pool of water, densely rushing from the west gate to the city.

"Half-length demon spider, the inner side of multi-legged limbs is similar to that of sickle feet, sharp and penetrating. The body surface is attached with a hard carapace, and only second-order strength or above can cause effective damage. It is good at relying on crawling and moving quickly, and its own flexibility is extremely high. excellence."

"The attack method uses a huge body to hit or slam. The mouthparts bite, the bite force is terrible, and it is highly toxic. It sprays venom and is extremely corrosive. The spider web is entangled, restricting the target's movement, and the spider silk is strong and adhesive. It is slightly corrosive."

The main characteristics of the monsters coming tonight in the magic illustration book are being circulated and familiarized repeatedly among the participants.

This kind of enemy looks evil and disgusting. On the surface, it looks like a large spider, but in the middle of the spider's back it grows a half unknown body. The appearance of the body is slightly similar to the human form. There are four slender limbs covered with bristles around the body.

There were no heads or necks on that half of the body, only a huge bloodshot eye, which looked strange and hideous.

Sol Mo shook off the dark green blood from the sword, his expression was a bit solemn, and the city of Liberty tonight might have lost a lot.

The enemy broke through the west gate and rushed into the city. The first to organize the defense was the patrol team gathered on the street. It was just that he suffered heavy losses as soon as he took the battle. Fortunately, the main force of the follow-up came very quickly and blocked the enemy's momentum forcibly.

There were hundreds of ferocious half-length magic spiders, and this battle lasted until nearly noon the next day.

After repeated carpet inspections to ensure that there were no hidden enemies, it was finally announced that the incoming enemies were completely eliminated.

The high-end combat powers of Thor and Stantdiller were the ones that fought from beginning to end, and their own mushrooms were all temporarily rushed to prepare antidote. Igrit had already learned the formula of low-level antidote from Sol, and the other shiitake mushrooms followed suit to help.

It's just that the low-level antidote is generally effective.

Some of the toxicity remaining in the body can only be slowly eliminated through herbal medicine and continuous cultivation.

In terms of battle damage, hundreds of ordinary civilians died in this battle, and the Scarlet Cross lost nearly two hundred people. According to the current population base of Liberty City, this number seems to be small, but it is not small anymore, and the battle against Hallowell did not lose so many people.

The only good news is that the magic squads in the territory performed well. The magic squads of hundreds of people were scattered into several branches. Taking advantage of the enemy’s relative fear of flames, they made considerable contributions in interception and combat, and there were almost no casualties in the end. .

Compensation, commendation, boosting morale, and comforting the people, fortunately all these things have been thrown to the old Braun goblin.

Dragging his exhausted body back home, changing his **** and dirty clothes, Saul went to the bathroom to wash up alone.

When it was cleaned up, it was found that all the shiitake mushrooms who stayed up all night had gone to rest. Even Anduo and Finch did a lot of effort last night.

It seemed that they had been fighting from last night to the present. Seeing that it was almost time for dinner, Sol also put out his plan to rest and went to the kitchen to silently prepare food for the mushrooms.

When I was almost ready, I turned my head and saw Kletty who was touching the scent, Saul fed her a piece of barbecue, and then hugged Kletty around.

"Tired all night, didn't you go to rest?"

"I didn't sleep, come over and take a drink. I'm helping Sister Beth for treatment, won't you go and see?" Kretie leaned against Saul's chest.

Sol smiled slightly, and Cletti took her hand to Beth's room.

Although sitting by and watching, Thor had never understood anything about magic. However, looking at the hideous old wounds on Beth's face, slowly regaining whiteness and tenderness under Clayty's treatment, it still made Saul feel as if he had seen a miracle.

From the beginning to the end, the layman Sol just raised the question of why the healing magic light is white instead of green, and was despised by Cletti for a long time, and threatened that there has never been a green holy light in this world.

"Thank you sister!" The treatment was almost over, Beth stroked her face in surprise, and then hugged Cletti tightly.

"You're polite, Sister Beth, I only have this ability, but unfortunately I am often dismissed by someone." After the end of a sisterhood relationship, Kletty held her hands with an expression of irritation, and looked at the silly onlookers who had been standing next to her. Sol.

"What are you looking at?" Kletty wrinkled her nose at Thor.

"Look at my little blonde girl, and you are sweating." Sol replied with a smile.

I... sweating? Kletty's face flushed fiercely. She kept focusing and used a lot of mana. What's so strange about sweating? This hateful guy didn't know what he was thinking about.

"Let's go and wash, dinner is about to be done soon." Sol ignored Clity, sat on the bed and stared at the shy Beth. Kretie turned her head as she walked, faintly feeling that something was wrong, but she didn't want to be specific.

When Cletti entered the bathroom humming a brisk ballad, Saul followed in silently.

"Yeah! Go out quickly. No! Why did you come in? I obviously locked the door!" Kletty held a bath towel in front of her, facing the dangers of the Great Demon alone and began to circle in her mind again. Let her retreat into the corner subconsciously.

"You must have remembered wrong, the door is not locked at all. You cured Beth, ha, the little beauty has worked hard, I am here to pay you." Sol threw the unlocking tool into the corner with the back of his hand, and said as he said. He started to take off his clothes.

"What...remuneration? Yeah! I don't need any remuneration, you go out soon." Kletty was stunned and suddenly reacted.

"That won't work, I never make a mistake. You are too bad for me, and I can only repay myself with the body of a demon." Sol said that I had always been grudges and grudges, and skillfully ripped off the night elves. Bath towels cover her moving body.

Although he has washed it once before, what does it matter? Isn't life just washing away all day long?

No one knows what kind of persecution Kletty mushrooms have been persecuted by Devil Saul in this remote bathroom.

At the table, the shiitake mushrooms looked a little groggy, obviously they didn't have much experience in staying up late.

After taking care of them for dinner, Saul asked them to hurry up and continue to rest, and he turned and left the lord's mansion.

"Are you trying to attack me again?" Saul tilted his head to look at Petty who was chasing out the door to put his arm around her with a smirk.

"Stop talking nonsense, I'll drop by to see my father, aren't you going to the meeting?" Petty scowled immediately.

To see your father? What's so good about that old goblin? And you, this is really...so easy.

Sol didn't touch her either, and the two of them stuck together and walked towards the official city hall newly built in the Freedom City.

The atmosphere in the town hall meeting room was a little dull, and Sol and Petty were almost there when they arrived. Stanter Diller Zanlunshaun, there are almost all large, medium and small captains in the territory who have their own combat capabilities and have a little power in their hands.

The old goblin sat in the high-back chair behind the round table and waved his hand to signal the start of the meeting.

The long table was originally planned to be used in the conference room, because the end of the long table could distinguish the main seat, but Sol told him that the round table represents freedom and equality. The old goblin gladly accepted, and then there was the scene of everyone sitting around.

The theme of the meeting was nothing more than the recent two consecutive nights of enemy attacks, first of all the work arrangements and reports on various aspects of war damage.

Sol has nothing to participate in in this regard, just be a listener in silence.

The next issue is relatively important, but it is actually a bit vague.

The enemy came from the dark wilderness, the ghoul the day before yesterday came from the southeast of the territory, and the half-length demon spider yesterday came from the west, perhaps crawling out of the swamp in the west. Apart from these, there is no more reliable information.

I don't know where the enemy came from, whether it was a certain forest or a certain cave. I don't know if the successive attacks are a coincidence, or if someone is behind the organization to connect and target the City of Liberty. I don't even know who the person behind it is, if any.

"I think, let's shrink the defense first, consolidate the retaining wall, and develop towards the dedicated wall of the city."

"In addition, Diller will summarize the information from the surrounding territories and even farther away on the mainland as soon as possible to see if this is the case for the entire continent or just an individual phenomenon in our Free City."

When the old Braun goblin looked at Saul with an unsure look, Saul casually offered two suggestions.

Before everyone had time to respond to Thor's speech, clang...clang...clang...clang, the short warning bell began to echo in the territory again.

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