"Is it still impossible to contact him?" Li Yanlong wiped his shield with the maintenance oil given to him by the dwarf and asked Angus Carpenter. Two hours ago, he had a last call with the Demon Hunter and knew that they had found a passage to the underground.
Since then, all the information Li Yanlong sent to the Demon Hunter has been prompted that the target player is outside the communication range and cannot send short messages for the time being. Obviously, Carpenter also got the same result and shook his head at Li Yanlong.
Carlo, the girl beside him, carefully changed the medicine for the surviving witch and comforted softly: "Don't worry, sir, you will definitely not be able to do anything. My father has already gone to find Mr. Marx. Whether he agrees or not, I will accompany you!"
Carlo Rossetti, a 16-year-old girl, seemed to have grown up a lot overnight after experiencing these things, and her whole temperament changed.
Only the dwarves were passionately repairing the damaged equipment of the militia in the middle of the camp. From time to time, they threw weapons or equipment that had no maintenance value into their flatbed carts, and then wrote a note in a small notebook: "This thing has been completely damaged. You can go to the Thunder Hammer Blacksmith shop in the city to collect a piece of high-quality equipment of the same type! Yes, yes, it's completely free, because someone will pay the bill for you!"
With the noise in the camp, Knight Bart walked over from the crowd with his face: "Li, we are ready to set off! Mr. Marx is going to mobilize half of the militia to search together!"
"Dad, I'm going too!" The girl Carlo stood beside Li Yanlong and whispered: "I can also feel the psychic fluctuations of the nearby witches, take me with me!"
"No, Carlo..." Knight Bart objected immediately. This was his nature as a father and did not want his daughter to be in danger.
"Dad, I'm no longer a child! I can help you!" The girl Carlo looked at her father with a firm look: "In the future, I may encounter various dangers, and I must adapt to such a life."
"Mr. Bart, I think Carlo might be safer with us." Li Yanlong said a word next to him. The girl Carlo looked at him gratefully, and then lowered her head shyly under Mr. Bart's gaze.
Knight Bart thought for a while and felt that what Li Yanlong said made sense. It would be safer to rely on these militias in the camp to protect her safety: "Okay, but I want you to promise that you are not allowed to act alone, release your spells, and leave my sight!"
The girl Carlo made a face at her father and returned to the witch who was still in a coma. She held the witch's hand and said, "I'll go find other witches to come back to help. The big sister with a face covering will definitely cure you. You have to hold on!"
Li Yanlong said to Carpenter: "Be careful, it's safe in the camp now, and those monsters are basically dead. Be optimistic about the dwarf, and if there is any accident, you will give it priority to save your life! The wounded will be given to you for your care. If she has any abnormal reactions, notify me in time!"
The unlucky Carpenter did not complete his background career upgrade task, and has not yet reached level 3. Although he has an intellectual attribute of up to 17 points, he does not have the fighting skills compared to it. Fortunately, he is calm and addicted to studying the metal properties of various alloys every day and improving metal processing technology, and has also gained a lot of life experience.
Angus, who had already understood the whole thing, nodded: "I understand, I will take good care of her and look after her by the way! If necessary, I will..."
Carpenter made a throat-cutting gesture. Although it was not stated clearly, everyone understood that if the witch had problems like her companions, it would probably be the most kind ending. No one likes to attack his allies, especially when his daughter is protected by the other side's forces, but no one can withstand the risk of another chaotic crack opening.
Even the Knight Barth, who has been fighting against the Snake Cultist on the border for many years, has to admit that any war linked to chaos is much crueler than the war within human beings.
After everything was settled, the militiamen in the shelter camp divided half of their manpower, and nearly two hundred people entered the slums that had almost turned into ruins. While searching for possible survivors, the militiamen collected all the found corpses and burned them together.
On the other side of the Lower City, the nuns marched silently, and the clerical nuns in front of them gathered together from time to time to correct the direction of their journey. It seemed that they could still determine the direction of the previous void shock.
Less than a hundred meters behind them, Pastor Richard was following his own men openly and followed the nuns' team with his name: to protect the safety of outsiders.
"Are you sure that all the void shocks have subsided?" Pastor Richard sucked the cigar to his head in one breath, and the rest bounced into the corner.
The pastor who came to report before coughed in smoke: "Cough... Cough, I'm sure, sir, cough, but these nuns have always been more advanced in this regard than us. Maybe they can detect aftermaths that we cannot detect."
"It sounds like a good thing." Pastor Richard stroked his unshaven chin and said meaningfully: "Anyway, they all lost a black ship. If they were missing something, it wouldn't matter."
If you look down from the air in the entire slums, you will find that the ultimate goal of all forces is the underground cave that has collapsed most of the time.
And at this time, it is underground.
The demon hunter grabbed the sharp blade with force. As the weight of the ranger and the witch were applied to the sword, he clearly felt the blade cut open the skin of his palm bit by bit, and his skin resisted the pressure brought by the blade like the toughest rubber.
[Bathing Divine Blood]! He had no doubt that if he had not used the magic weapon collected by the coward Antoine, he would probably not have harmed him at all!
But [Nar's Fire-shaped Sword] is a magic weapon far beyond ordinary iron after all. When the sword blade finally broke through the skin, cut off the muscles, and embedded in the bones, blood flowed along the sword body, waking up the panicked ranger drop by drop, and even the witch behind him was sprinkled with the blood of the demon hunter.
"You jumped late just now, idiot." The voice of the demon hunter came from above, revealing a strong contempt.
Chapter completed!