Chapter 61: Demonic Storm

"Go ahead, tear them apart, and have a feast."

The leading half-demon roared, carrying a bone he had picked up from nowhere, and charged without thinking.

Hundreds of half-demons made strange noises and marched towards the camp.

At this moment, all the troops in the camp quickly gathered.

Both Flora's team and the recruited noble army gathered towards the battle area at the first time.

In the first row of the fence, hundreds of soldiers carried wooden shields wrapped in iron sheets, staring at the half-demons rushing out of the dark night, swallowing their saliva, and were extremely nervous.

"Distribute feather arrows."

"Archers, get ready."

"Priest, holy light, light up the front."

"Front-row warriors, prepare to engage the first wave of half-demons."

"Knights and knight attendants run, go around the enemy."

Flora stood in the middle of the team, took over the command, and began to issue orders step by step.

The feather arrows soaked in holy water were distributed to the quivers one by one by the civilians.

"Shoot."

Under the illumination of the Holy Light, the figure of the half-demon became clear.

Hundreds of archers received the order and shot arrows.

The black skin of the half-demon who rushed to the front was full of feather arrows. The pain of being burned by holy water further stimulated the scum and swollen souls of these residues.

"Roar--"

After more than a dozen half-demons were purified, the wooden fence was destroyed, and the first row of soldiers holding wooden shields began to engage the enemy.

"Reptile."

"Accept the glorious evolution."

The three-meter-tall half-demon leader waved a bone stick, smashed seven or eight soldiers, and easily tore a gap in the shield wall, clearing the obstacles for the half-demons behind.

"Silver peak, damn, how did he escape." Flora looked at the black beast in front of him and said with gritted teeth.

"Sir Flora, what should we do? We can't stop it at all." A noble stared at the half-demon with a serious look and gritted his teeth.

Here, the strongest one is only Flora, a high-level silver. The other two knights who served as vice-captains were only of low-level silver.

"I will contain this half-demon, and you will take care of the rest."

"Quick battle, I can't hold on for long."

"Yes, captain."

Then, Flora handed the command to a viscount, left the command platform, and went to stop the half-demon leader.

At this moment, the half-demon leader grabbed a poor soldier, bit off his upper body, and swallowed it with wood chips and iron sheets.

"Human, ant."

"Bang——"

The knight's long sword chopped the black-skinned half-demon leader, making him retreat seven or eight steps before stabilizing his body.

Flora looked at how she had tried her best to leave a shallow mark on the other party, and her mood became even heavier.

"Roar, merge with me."

The half-demon leader threw away the half body in his hand, swung the bone stick, and attacked Flora directly.

Facing the attack of the half-demon leader, Flora dodged skillfully with her skills and lured him step by step to a place far away from the camp.

The half-demon leader, who had long been overwhelmed by desire and flesh and blood, had long forgotten his main purpose. He stared at the hateful human who was constantly dodging in front of him, constantly looking for his traces, and was lured away from the main battlefield step by step.

"Let the cavalry launch an attack and fight quickly. Lord Flora can't delay for long." The viscount who took over the command began to issue orders to encircle the half-demons and demon worshipers on the battlefield.

After several mistakes, watching the ants in front of him become more and more flexible, the half-demon leader roared, and half of his left arm suddenly disappeared, in exchange for a sudden increase in speed.

Looking at the bone stick getting closer and closer, Flora burned his fighting spirit and gathered it on the knight's long sword to form a flame shield.

"Bang——"

Under the huge brute force, the flame fighting spirit shield lasted only three seconds before it shattered, and the whole body flew backwards and slammed more than a hundred meters away.

"Human, accept the glorious evolution and merge with me. This is your best destination."

"Vomit——"

"It seems that I will die in this hellhole today."

Feeling the intense pain all over her body, Flora took off her bloody mask and looked at the approaching half-demon leader, self-deprecating.

"It's just that this way of dying is not pretty. I don't know if those little bastards can pick up my bones."

"Evolve, evolve."

Smelling the blood of the silver high-level knight, the half-demon leader kept thinking in his mind.

The body instinct told him that if he ate the woman in front of him, he would be able to break through the shackles and become a gold-level demon, a glorious cannon fodder under the orthodoxy of the abyss, and get rid of the humiliating half-demon identity.

As the half-demon leader approached step by step, the gray cross badge in Flora's arms continued to shine.

"Boom——"

A beam of light appeared out of thin air, covering the two people and lighting up the night sky.

"Bang——"

"I...will not die...I..."

In less than two seconds, under the cover of the morning light, the howling half-demon leader completely disappeared.

At the same time, the dying Flora felt like she was back in her mother's arms. Her damaged internal organs, broken bones, and scars all over her body were healed by the power of the morning light.

"Alive, I'm alive."

Looking up at the starry sky, Flora's mind kept echoing the scene just now.

...

On the night of April 1, 9721 in the Glorious Calendar, in a barony 400 kilometers away from the Praying Star Lake, Weilin sent away the rest of the caravan and sat by the lake, waiting for the arrival of destiny.

While waiting, Weilin couldn't help but think of a year ago, when he was still in Windsor Castle.

"One year, almost a year has passed since I came out."

Staring at the calm lake, Weilin couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

In the dead of night, it is easiest to have wild thoughts.

At eight o'clock, the familiar and pleasant voice sounded in my ears again.

[Five months later, the Famine Cult launched a famine sacrifice, and the western part of the Kingdom of Elijah will be affected by extreme weather. ]

"Famine Cult, extreme weather."

Hearing this news, Weilin's face became solemn.

In the family library, he had a certain understanding of the Famine Cult, the evil god cult.

According to the records of the evil god events that broke out on the Xipnas continent, most of the events caused by the Famine Cult were related to floods, locust plagues and droughts.

This means that more than 5 million square kilometers of land in the west of the Kingdom of Ilia will face one or more natural disasters.

"We must prepare in advance."

In the face of such evil god events, the Kingdom of Ilia, which is only affiliated with the Goddess of Life, can only rely on its own strength to overcome them.

Of course, if it is the Diocese of the Goddess of Life, such evil god cults will not dare to make trouble.

According to Weilin, there are only two countries around the Kingdom of Ilia that belong to the nature of dioceses.