Ya Heng, who personally killed all the demon believers who were found and solved a hidden danger in the city, was in a good mood, and then began to stroll around the streets of the city he was guarding.
Unknowingly, Yaheng walked to the door of a quiet orphanage. An old man with gray hair and a rickety suit was quietly sweeping the floor of the orphanage with a broom in his hand.
"Good evening, senior, are the children asleep?"
"They are all asleep." The old man glanced at Ya Heng, "How many times have I told you, after killing people, wash off the smell on your body before coming here. If you do this during the day, you will scare the children."
"I don't smell on my body." Ya Heng sniffed his armpit with some dissatisfaction.
"I can smell the thick smell of blood on your body from across the street." The old man said calmly.
"Hey, senior, only you can feel this, right?" Ya Heng chuckled and walked over to take the broom from the old man's hand and sweep the floor for him. This old man who runs an orphanage has just come to this place.
A hermit soon discovered by the city.
"Don't underestimate the child's spiritual awareness in this area." The old man did not give in and allowed Ya Heng to snatch the broom from his hand. "Who did you just kill?"
"Devil follower."
"Have you killed them all?" The old man paused slightly.
"I will not let any believer go."
"But you didn't kill them all." The old man looked up at the night sky illuminated by seven bright moons. The originally pure and flawless moon now had a blood color, and looked full of blood, chaos, and evil.
"How is it possible? I have already killed them all." Young Yaheng looked at the blood moon that he had seen once before, and his body couldn't help but tremble. This was caused by anger.
"What you found is only a small part." The old man looked at the black-red night sky with his eyes lowered. He turned and walked toward the house. He wanted to wake up the children and prepare to take them out of the city.
"Senior, I'm going to the Demon Hunting Monument to ask for support, so I have to take the first step." The young man, who had already realized that he had neglected his duty, dropped the broom in his hand, and the powerful fighting energy in his body surged out, and he lifted himself up towards the night sky.
The demon-hunting monument with a misty aura blooming in it flew away quickly.
"Roar!" But before Ya Heng could approach the Demon Hunting Monument, a gold-level winged demon suddenly appeared from mid-air, and then pounced on him without hesitation, fighting with him to prevent Ya Heng from approaching the Demon Hunting Monument.
As soon as there was a change in the city's sky, many people noticed it. Everyone's first reaction was to rush to the Demon Hunting Monument, hoping to use the Demon Hunting Monument to ask for help from the royal capital.
It has been three years since the demonic disaster spread. A lot of knowledge about demons has become common knowledge due to Muria's efforts in publicity. Even the more sensible children know the signs of demon believers launching blood sacrifices and summoning demons.
But it is a pity that everyone who moved towards the Demon Hunting Monument was stopped by the sudden demon, and most of them were killed by the demon after a few rounds of fighting.
This was a premeditated attack. Most of the demons summoned by the devil believers were concentrated near the Demon Hunting Monument. They did not want anyone to touch the Demon Hunting Monument.
As for destroying the Demon Hunting Monument, this is a clear message to the United Front Work Department in the royal capital that there is a problem here and to send people to rescue it immediately. There was a precedent before, where a group of demon believers destroyed the Demon Hunting Monument before sacrificing blood to the city.
, and then the next breath of the ancient dragon comes.
That is a very sad story, so as a latecomer, you must learn the lessons learned with the blood of your predecessors. The Demon Hunting Monument must not be destroyed. You can only try to prevent others from approaching the Demon Hunting Monument and send out rescue messages.
"Roar!" "Ouch!"... The roars of demons are heard one after another in the city, accompanied by the cries and screams of human civilians. For ordinary humans, this is a desperate battle.
A devastating disaster.
"Children, get up." In the orphanage, the old man woke up all the children and took these trembling children with fear on their faces.
The old man took the children to the gate, and pulled out a long sword with a bright blade from the door panel of the orphanage. The aura shining on the sword represented the extraordinary nature of the long sword.
"Grandpa, I'm afraid!" A little girl wearing shabby linen clothes, with tears in her eyes, pulled the corner of the old man's clothes.
"Don't be afraid. Look, grandpa has a sword now to protect you." The old man smiled and showed the children the long sword in his hand, which was his sidearm when he was young.
"Human, who do you want to protect?" A voice with a sense of cruelty and tyranny sounded, and a Bewitched Demon appeared silently outside the orphanage gate. Beside him, there were four Flo Demons, and dozens of others.
A cowardly demon with a greedy head and eager to try.
"Gold-level demon!" Seeing the demon appearing in front of him, the old man sighed. He did not expect that he was so unlucky and encountered a big demon before he even went out.
"Human, give you a chance to dedicate all the children around you to me, and I will spare your life." The Bewitching Demon looked at the old man with evil intentions.
The old man did not speak, but looked at the enchanted demon with an idiotic look, and patted the little girl who was holding his clothes, "Xiaoying, let go, give grandpa some time to kill this demon."
"Grandpa, this is the Enchanted Demon. It likes to deceive people the most. Once it fails to deceive people, it will approach the opponent..." The little girl sputtered a bunch of information about the Enchanted Demon.
I couldn't help but growl and growl.
"Grandpa knows. With your information, Grandpa will be able to deal with them right away." The old man held a long sword and stepped towards the Bewitching Demon.
"Human, you want to fight me even with your old and frail body?"
"I've killed a lot of gold-level demons before." Ignoring the clamor of the enchanted demon, the old man walked towards the group of demons with a long sword in his hand, and an almost non-existent soul appeared at his feet.
"Soul..." The demon stopped just after saying one word in a horrified voice.
"Pfft!" The smelly blood sprayed out, and the old man who killed all the demons with one sword waved to the group of children huddled together, "Let's go, grandpa will take you out of the city."
"Wow! Grandpa, you are so awesome!"
"That's right, grandpa's sword is stained with dragon's blood." The old man told the children he had adopted about his past achievements to appease their emotions, and at the same time wrapped up all the children with his long and mellow pure fighting spirit, and headed towards
He walked quickly outside the city.
"Human, stay!"
"Where else do you want to escape?"
…
One after another, demons poured out from both sides of the street and pounced on the old man with a group of orphans. Anyone who is a demon can feel that the old man's powerful soul does not match his aging body. To the demon,
It's a great meal.
..."Soul-level demon!" Looking at the six-armed snake demon in front of him, the old man who had killed countless demons showed a look of helplessness on his face, "Although as a warrior, dying in battle is the best thing.
Return to home, but I can’t die now, I haven’t sent these children out of the city yet.”
Ang! Just when the old man was about to burn his soul, restore his youthful state, and fight the six-armed snake demon in front of him, a loud dragon roar sounded, and the power of the pale golden dragon spread.