[Raya Sybil’s death probability is 99%]

As Raya's name came to mind, my remaining luck was shattered.

I heard a loud noise - coming from the west.

As if I had grabbed a life-saving straw, I ran westward like crazy.

On the way, I saw Al who was at a loss. His body was dark and dirty, and he seemed to have just crawled out of the pile of burnt wood next to him.

"Mr. Lonely!"

He called me with a cry. Around him, there were many dead bodies - several of them were from the guards.

I found Alvin's body.

"Al, have you seen Raya? Have you..."

But I can't care about anything else, I just want to save Raya.

"No, no..."

Sure enough...although I had no hope.

I don’t want to delay and am ready to run away.

"Mr. Gu Lao! Wait a moment!"

"What?"

"It's very dangerous now, you——"

"It doesn't matter."

I didn't wait for him to finish, left these words and ran away.

It’s so verbose. Of course I know it’s dangerous.

But Raya's situation may be even more dangerous. Abandoning her and living is tantamount to breaking one's promise.

I promised to take good care of her.

Don't let anything happen...Raya.

I prayed, and at the same time, I arrived at "Main Street".

It is also a tragic scene here: people who have lost their lives are lying everywhere, blood is spreading on the snow, and scarlet flowers are blooming in groups on the left and right.

The cold wind whistled and whined, like the resentment of the dead.

"I haven't seen the enemy yet, but you have to be careful."

Gail reminds me:

"They probably went somewhere else. There are all dead people here. There's not much point in looking for you anymore. I suggest you go -"

"Let's take a look first."

I interrupted it - the shock in my heart made me unable to listen to any persuasion.

They are all dead...

I moved slowly, trying to accept the scene in front of me.

So, everyone died... without me knowing.

"Marcia..."

On the steps by the street, Marcia was lying.

I ran forward and saw her own knife stuck in her neck, as if she couldn't bear the pain and chose to kill herself.

Next to her is a long crawling trail.

Just when I wanted to reach out and close her eyes——

"Coming."

Gale said solemnly.

——At the corner ahead, a guy wearing thick black armor walked out.

"Is this the demon clan..."

I couldn't help mumbling to myself.

"You can't escape, it's too late."

"I think so."

I squinted my eyes slightly. It was incredible that I and Gale had the same opinion.

The demons walked towards me step by step with murderous intent, their pace was not urgent and slow, as if they regarded me as something in their pocket.

"Huh..."

I exhaled and tightened my grip on the dagger.

Let’s get a taste of what the demons are capable of.

When he was less than two meters away from me, the opponent raised his fist——

[The chance of successful evasion is 0%]

Eh?

——A huge impact hit my abdomen, and I was blown away.

"How..."

I spit out a mouthful of blood and kept coughing.

Why can’t I move?!

"Magic, coupled with his mate-making ability."

After Gale explained, he added:

"You have no chance of winning, so I can't give you instructions."

"..."

Hey, using magic is too foul...

The demons are approaching again.

I tried to get up, but my limbs didn't obey my orders at all.

Damn it...I can't even move...It's magic again!

One step, two steps...I vaguely felt the playful gaze behind that armor.

Tsk...

Am I going to die too?

It's so boring... After living for more than a hundred years, he ended up with such a useless end.

I’m not willing to give in.

"Asshole!"

I roared like I was venting my anger.

The demon ignored my yelling. He squatted down and took the dagger from my immobile hand.

Alas, I don’t want to die yet... I have no choice...

Just when I thought everything was over, the dagger did not pierce my heart, but was thrown backward by the demon——

"Bang!"

With the crisp collision sound, I found that all the restraints on my body disappeared.

The demon left me, turned around as if facing a formidable enemy, and caught the oncoming sword with his arm.

——The owner of the sharp sword is Thousand Paper Cranes.

When I got a chance to breathe, I immediately retreated from the demon clan.

Qian Zhihe was seen controlling small magic such as fireball while wielding a sword with one hand to attack the demons. Under her high-intensity attack, the demons were forced to be on the defensive.

So strong...

I watched their battle silently, waiting for the right moment to intervene so as not to affect Qianzhihe.

"Use the mutual injury technique."

Gale has no idea of ​​​​escape.

"Give me double your arm strength."

After I finished whispering, my right arm suddenly became full of strength.

According to my memory, I endured the severe pain and gradually lost the function of my left arm. My left arm gradually lost consciousness, while my right arm experienced a greater increase.
To be continued...