"Sir," I walked out of the castle and ran into Joseph and Scade, who were rushing towards me. Both of them had a murderous aura on their faces.

Skate first saluted me before saying murderously: "The team is ready."

"How many people have been prepared?" I asked while putting on my helmet and walking quickly towards the north.

"There are five hundred people in total, fifty priests and one priest," Scade quickly followed me, "I have also arranged a messenger, and the castle can support it at any time."

"Very good," I stopped and turned to look at the two of them, "Joseph stayed, responsible for defending the castle and dispatching reinforcements, Scade comes with me, hurry!"

"Yes!" The two of them answered together and quickly separated.

The sharp whistle echoed over the castle. The soldiers who had already gathered had quickly ran out of the north gate under the supervision of the officers, and soon formed a long blue and white stream.

The footsteps gathered together and turned into dull and heavy sounds. I walked in the front of the team and rushed towards the direction of discovering the demon at the fastest speed.

Fortunately, the place where the demon was discovered was not far from the castle, and I had strictly prohibited anyone from going deep into the Karen Forest, so when we arrived, the situation was not too bad.

But it is not optimistic. The three priests bent over and gritted their teeth and persisted, maintaining a huge oval golden shield. Outside the shield was densely packed with bright red beetles. They gathered together and made a creepy sound.

They seemed to hate the breath of divine power on the shield, but they kept moving around the shield. From time to time, one or two beetles launched attacks and were instantly burned to ashes.

Having said that, when the beetles attacked, I could clearly see the three priests who maintained the shield shaking together, and the one on the far left almost fell down, thanks to the soldiers on the side who were quick-eyed and quick-handed, supporting him.

Under the big tree not far away, there were two human-shaped skeletons with bloodshots. Poor guy, I looked at them and prayed silently in my heart.

"Fairy bless, we arrived in time!" I shouted and pulled out the broken steel in my hand, "Everyone attacks! Rescue our brothers!"

"For Valenlia!" the soldiers behind him shouted, and under the command of the officers, they divided into squads and rushed up with the priest.

A large group of beetles noticed us, quickly left the beetles surrounding the shield, and rushed towards our team. A large wave of bright red came quickly, and soon it was struck with another big blue and white wave.

The deafening gunfire sounded quickly in the forest. The soldiers leaned against any obstacles that could be found and began to fire at the beetles that rushed, but just like Scade, the dwarf guns in their hands could not penetrate the bright red shells of these damn beetles with one shot, let alone those ordinary imperial firearms.

"For the fairies in the lake, you will be able to retreat!" A large group of priests held the holy emblem of the fairies in the lake, and the maces in their hands were dazzling golden. They were wearing plate armor, waving the maces that had been blessed, and soon arrived at the front line.

These beetles are indeed some kind of demon. As long as the blessed divine mace hits them slightly, they will scream and burn. A large amount of burning stench of corpses and the pungent sweetness of the rotten flowers rushed towards me, making me frown.

Skate's performance was even more exaggerated. He covered his mouth with disgust and bent down quickly to retching, "God, what does this taste like!?"

"The smell of the devil, adman" I whispered, the light looked at it from the side, it was not my style. I held the broken steel in my hand, and a long sword of fine steel condensed with the other hand. The fire of Avalon burned on my sword the next second.

I blessed myself with a rainbow of momentum, like a golden lightning torch, rushing up against the beetle waves.

The fire of Avalon is burning in the morning sun. Only a few people know that the fairies in the lake also have a clergy in the dawn. The fire of Avalon appears a little larger in the morning sun.

A large group of beetles quickly noticed that I was entering deep alone and jumped up from the ground. The front of my body was as sharp as a guillotine, and even a faintly reflective mouthpiece attacked me.

"Get out of here, you filthy creatures!" I roared, and the two long swords in my hand turned into a whirlwind, "The fairies in the lake are protecting me, don't you think you can hurt me!"

The two fully unfolded swords quickly blew a golden whirlwind of flames in the beetle group. Broken steel hit the beetles, easily cutting them into two pieces, and the remaining bodies fell to the ground and soon smelled foul.

As for the steel sword, there was no way to cut this beetle from the middle with one sword. Fortunately, the Avalon Fire immediately filled up and completed the rest of the work.

I now know how hard their shells are, and even the steel swords are troublesome to deal with. Unless they use Misilan bullets or better guns, they can't easily penetrate their armor.

A large area of ​​beetles screamed and turned into fireballs and fell to the ground, but soon more rushed up. I seemed to emit a very disgusting aura on them, and even made them ignore the swords around me and the divine shield on the armor.

"Squeak!" Although most of the beetles died under the rolling Avalon fire, some beetles rushed over.

"Bang!" Their head shells hit me hard, and a huge impact force quickly spread into my body. Although the beetle was hit by the divine shield into another fireball in the next second, the impact did make me feel uncomfortable. It took me a few seconds to adjust my body.

More beetles rushed towards me, and the amplitude of my hands increased again, and the broken steel kept swinging out. I couldn't let these beetles knock me down. Judging from the weight of the armor on my body, once I was knocked down, I wouldn't have the chance to get up by myself.

Another beetle escaped the surging Avalon fire under the sacrifice of its kind. Instead of hitting me, it waved its huge mouthpart and cut it hard towards my arm.

My two long swords had just been sent out and a large number of beetles were removed. At this moment, I had no time to retract them. In desperation, I had to bend my legs slightly, hoping that the divine shield and this set of armor could block its sharp mouthparts.

The vicious mouthpiece, like a guillotine, merged rapidly under my gaze. I felt a soreness in my left arm, and the beetle shot out faster than before, and turned into another ball of fire in the air.

I looked at the arm armor on my left hand, and fortunately, it was indeed as trustworthy as broken steel, and the mouthparts did not leave any traces on it.

Although the armor is trustworthy, it is not a good idea to stay among so many beetles, especially as more and more beetles leave their shields and join the team attacking us.

I waved my long sword and continued to charge forward, and soon rushed out of the beetle's encirclement and came to the shield.

When the person in the shield saw me, his face was filled with ecstasy, "It's Lord Lancelot, open the shield quickly, we're saved!"

The soldiers also rushed up slowly at this moment. Thanks to the priests' brave battle, the beetles quickly retreated. Their army and weapons may be very powerful against mortals, but they are not even as good as ants in front of divine power.

Seeing the crisis lifted, the three priests in the shield could no longer hold on, quickly untie the shield, then fell to the ground, gasping for breath.

Judging from the serious expressions of them and other priests, they obviously knew what this was. I called Scaid and asked him to arrange the wounded soldiers well, and then came to the priest Model Radell in the team.

"Good morning, brothers Lancelot, may the fairy's blessing always be with you," Moder saw that it was me, bowed slightly, and gave me a morning prayer, "It's such a group of evil filth, isn't it? Fortunately, with fairies, they are vulnerable in front of us."

"Good morning, Brother Moder," I also replied to him a morning prayer, "Thanks to the help of the church brothers, it is difficult for ordinary weapons to kill these evil creatures. Without you, it is difficult to imagine what the situation would have been like."

"This is the evil thing about Nelbito, brothers Lancelot," Priest Moder, told me the name of this creature, "these beetle-like evil demons are hard and sharp in their mouths. The most terrible thing is that they can also release an evil sound wave that makes everyone who hears it."

"Then why didn't they tweet?" I was a little curious. There was no beetle making the kind of tweet he said in the battle just now.

"That's because they have no masters, Lancelot brothers," Moder became even more serious. "We have recorded all kinds of alien worlds that Verodima had encountered, and we are very sure that these Nelbito were planes from the Lord of the Mist, who and his demon lord raised these low-level brainless demons and used them as consumables."

"This kind of demon will only happen when the Lord of the Mist tries to attack a plane," Moder's face became as hard as a mountain, and a thick layer of shadow shrouded on his face. "In other words, your news is right, and he is coming."

I didn't say anything, we all know who he was referring to, Lord of the Mist, the Patriarch Demon, the Evil Vampire, Strad.

"Tell me about these things, Brother Moder," I kicked the beetle corpse beside me, and my boots hit the hard shell, making a thumping sound, "How many of these Nelbito are there?"

"No one can tell," Priest Moder took out his holy badge from his pocket, sprinkled holy water on Nelbito's body, and began to purify the filth in this area. "We can only do our best."

I nodded, and the other pastors also took out the holy water from their pockets, cooperated with the holy emblem in their hands, and began to purify the body.

Skader hurried over from a distance, his armor was ragged and obviously had just passed a hard battle.

"Sir," he walked up to me and saluted, "Bissar Falesto wants to see you."

"Bike Falesto?" I was a little surprised, "Has he come here?"

"Yes, sir," Scade quickly answered affirmatively, "he seemed worried and asked to see you."

I looked at Priest Moder, who was also confused, but quickly reacted and said seriously: "Brothers Falesto will not leave their post for no reason. There must be something very important. You'd better talk to him, Brothers Lancelot."

"That's the point," I nodded, greeted Moder and Scade, and soon found Bishop Falesto in the middle of the crowd.

He was dressed in a gorgeous white robe and a heavy crown on his head, which was very prominent among a group of priests in gray robes and priests in linen shorts and plate armor.

I put the broken steel into the sheath and hurried over, "Brothers Falesto," I waved at him and greeted him, and the pastors made way for me knowingly, "I heard you want to see me." I stood in front of him and asked.

"Yes, Lancelot brothers," Bishop Falesto looked serious and slightly scared. This was abnormal. During the time I worked together, I had never seen this middle-aged man in his forties show such a look. "We'd better talk while walking."

"Okay," I understood what he meant, and he was away from cleaning the battlefield, purifying the demons' crowds, and walked forward along a quiet path, "Now you can tell me what's going on, brothers Falesto."

"Yes, brothers Lancelot," Falesto held the Bishop's Hammer in his hand and slowly walked with me. "I think you already know what Nelbito is, and I'm here too."

"I don't know what Model, or other brothers said to you, Lord Lancelot," Falesto looked at me, with a serious and horrified look, "but we must attract more people, and the fairy revealed me last night, and the evil subordinates of the Lord of the Mist will soon come."

"It will come soon?" I stood still, "so those stories are not fake, those stories of Strad burning, killing, looting?"

"Yes, yes," Falesto sighed, "The Lord of the Mist and his evil army are no secret to our church, but the kings and the people of the ordinary kingdom are unwilling to believe that they regard it as a 'bedtime story that scares children'."

"What should I do?" This is no small matter. If Strad himself comes, I doubt how long my castle will keep him.

"I come to resign to you," Falesto bowed to me. "We cannot count on the forces of the kingdom, nor can they help, but I will travel all over the kingdom and ask brothers from all over the world to help us."

He looked at me with a look of guilt, "I don't know how long it will take, but I will try my best to get the brothers from every branch to come and support me as soon as possible, and I will rush back as soon as possible."

"Before this," the guilty expression on his face became heavier, "If the Lord of the Mist comes to this world, I can be sure that they will appear in the Karen Forest. The energy fluctuations in the other world in this area have become more and more serious. I hope you can persist as much as possible."

"I only have one problem, brothers Falesto," I looked into his eyes, which were a pair of firm, unyielding eyes. "What should we do if the brothers of the Fairy Sect in the Lake combined together cannot solve them."

"I will seek help from the Inquisition, and the Republic's Overseas Team."

"Even if it means treason?"

"Even if it means treason."
Chapter completed!