A group of riders galloped through the wasteland.
These riders were well-equipped. Their steel armor shone brightly. Their weapons were pinned to their waists and backs, making rustling sounds as the horses swayed.
Their equipment was so well maintained that they did not look like people who should be on the battlefield. They should be in a group that welcomed guests.
If he wanted to show that he valued his guests, then these knights with beautiful horses and decent appearances would be the best choice.
But now, these people appeared in the wasteland. Naturally, they were not there to welcome guests.
A female knight in the group was wearing a steel armor plated with silver plates. The custom-made breastplate set off her beautiful figure. "We have been patrolling this area for half a month. Although I want to believe it, can we really find the source this time?"
"Those poor people will not deceive us at this time."
Behind the female knight was a strong man. He was so tall that it made people worry if the horse would be crushed.
He also had the least amount of armor because there was no steel armor that could fit him, and it seemed to cost a lot to prepare a set of armor for him. A war hammer that was half his height was tied to his back, and the square hammer had smashed through many hard objects.
If the bones of living creatures were hard objects.
"But the words of those refugees are too bizarre," the female knight said. "Underground demons?
This was simply unbelievable.
If demons are something that can appear so easily, then there will be no peaceful days. "
"Even if there are no demons, this world will always be full of chaos."
The knight who had been leading the group suddenly interrupted the conversation. Even though the wind was blowing, his voice could still be heard clearly by the two people behind him.
The knight was wearing the same beautiful armor. He was no different from the others, but he was wearing a helmet, so people could not see his face.
If there was any difference between him and the others, it was that he had two weapons hanging on his waist. One was a long sword, and the other was a curved scimitar.
This was not a normal choice for a knight.
The female knight heard the voice of the leader and showed a bright smile on her face. "You seem to have a different opinion?"
"Our Lord Knight is just being sentimental again."
The strong man expressed his opinion and laughed. There was no malice in his laughter. It was more like a joke between friends.
The leader did not respond. He just continued to make the horse run faster.
Soon, when the well-equipped knights came to an area where they could see the mountains, they heard an ear-piercing scream.
The scream was so shrill that many of the knights showed a painful expression, but no one fell because of it.
"There are no demons, but at least we found the worms that came out of the ground," the strong man said. He had already grasped the sword in his hand.
The female knight pulled out the thin sword at her waist, which attracted the strong man's ridicule. "Can your little toy pierce the shell?" "No, but I still know some magic. I won't be a burden..........
The leading knight remained silent. He stopped the horse and got off the horse.
. he listened to the screams......... of the screams of the screams..
"Wait!
Leader! "
The female knight saw that the leader had left them behind. She quickly got down from the horse. The strong man and the others did the same.
If they continued to ride forward after hearing the screams, it was tantamount to treating the lives of the horses and their own lives as a joke.
Animals like horses would be scared to death by the screams if they continued to approach. It would be bad if the people on their backs were thrown off.
Next, the knights would walk to the destination and the place where the battle would take place.
The leading knight quickly came to the source of the sound. It was a village in ruins. Judging from the extent of the damage, the village had been destroyed recently. It was probably the home of the refugees. The reason why he could not confirm it was because there were more than one group of villagers who had fled because of the disaster. Instead, they fled in batches and moved closer to the surrounding cities and villages.
If it were not for the large scale, he would not be here.
The screams seemed to have stopped when they came close. But in the next moment, the screams sounded again. This time, it became sharper and more terrifying.
The screams not only pierced the eardrums, but also turned into sharp knives and pierced the heart.
Some of the people who were far behind the knights could not bear the screams. They slowed down and fell behind.
The owner of the screams finally appeared in front of the knights.
The gigantic creature crawled out from the ruins of one of the houses. The ruins had already been flattened. Amidst the smoke and dust, a black limb emerged from the rubble and stabbed into the ground, stirring up more dust.
In the dust, there were more than a dozen pairs of eyes glowing red.
When the smoke and dust gradually dispersed, the knights saw a "spider". Although it was called a spider, not everyone had the chance to see a spider of this size.
It was a terrifying monster with one leg as tall as a person. Its forelimbs, which could pierce the ground, were moving randomly.
If the heart was controlled by fear, it would not be possible to find the key thing. The leading knight was not such a weak person.
He noticed that the monster was not in a good state. It did not even have time to pay attention to the new "prey".
He pulled out the sword at his waist and rushed forward.
Not far behind him, the female knight and the muscular man who were approaching him also made their own judgments and reactions.
The female knight pulled out a scroll and opened it. She began to chant the contents of the scroll.
Under the rapid chanting, a pile of dirt appeared under the feet of the big spider. The dirt wrapped around its limbs, making it unable to move.
The muscular man held the war hammer with both hands. He did not slow down in the slightest as he followed the female knight.
The leading knight had already reached the front of the big spider. His sword fell on the joints of the spider's limbs. The soft parts were easily cut open and green mucus gushed out from the cuts.
The muscular man then followed up and smashed his hammer on the hardest part of the carapace. A dull sound rang out and the black carapace caved in. However, it did not break.
The big spider continued to let out a heart-shaking screams. Its body was moving randomly. However, there was no more substantial threat.
The female knight found something strange. The monster did not react to their attacks at all. Its screams did not seem to be due to their actions.
This terrifying spider fell after being "hit" a few times.
It gave off a shocking and terrifying impression. Now, it fell so easily. Was it only because a few of its legs were cut off?
Some of the knights had only pulled out their weapons. They did not even step forward to participate in the battle. Everything was over.
The fallen spider kicked up a cloud of dust.
Amidst the dust, a small voice reached the ears of the knights.
"Although I don't think there is much to thank, but … … should I thank you for giving it the final blow?"
That voice caused the leading knight's heart to feel as though it was being grasped by a hand.