The town couldn't hold on any longer.
Clark gripped the longbow in his hand and gazed at the dense pack of wolves outside. He gritted his teeth and revealed a pained expression. Those damn magical beasts were about to rush up the wall and he couldn't deal with them at all. He turned his head and looked to his side, only to see that the militia under him were already in a sorry state. Even though they were protected by the wall, the flames spewed by the black wolves still burned many of them. And these magical flames were almost fatal to ordinary people!
"This place is done for."
Clark let out a long sigh, turned around, and gazed at a young lady not far away. She had a head of golden curls, and the pure white divine robe she wore was already stained with crimson blood and dust. But even so, the young lady still tried her best to heal the wounded around her. She extended her hand and a faint white radiance quickly emerged, enveloping the wounded and dispelling the black mist lingering around them. Under the illumination of the holy light, the wounded who originally revealed pained expressions gradually calmed down. But Clark knew that this was only a drop in the bucket.
"Little girl, leave this place!"
Clark sighed, turned to the young lady beside him, and said.
"It's not too late to leave now. You don't have to die with us here! This is our home, and you're just a traveler! "
"But I'm a Cleric, a Cleric of the Order Temple!"
Upon hearing Clark's words, the blonde young lady wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and shook her head. Her voice was a little hoarse and even trembling. But even so, the young lady insisted on not leaving.
"Protecting Order and fighting against Chaos is my duty! I will never run away! "
"Sigh …"
Upon hearing the young lady's answer, Clark let out a sigh. He raised the longbow in his hand and looked down again. At that moment, the black wolves had rushed to the bottom of the wall. They raised their heads, opened their mouths, and spat out bright red flames. Even Clark had no choice but to take a few steps back when the scorching aura hit him. Only then was he able to withstand the high temperature that could even melt his skin. But even so, the stone wall around him began to soften and melt like butter after being scorched by the flames.
"Damn it!"
At the sight of this, Clark's face turned ashen. These black wolves were no ordinary wild beasts. They were magical beasts. On this continent, the so-called magical beasts were basically mutated creatures infected by Chaos magic. Naturally, their attacks were not purely physical attacks. In fact, every attack of these magical beasts contained the power of Chaos. If they were hit, they would immediately be infected by the Chaos energy and die tragically, turning into a monster.
If it weren't for the Order Temple's Grand Priestess, the town wouldn't have survived until now. It would have been completely destroyed by the first wave of Black Wolves.
But now …
"All of you, take her away immediately!"
Clark made a decision without hesitation. He gestured to the two soldiers beside him and gave a solemn order.
"This young lady is a priest of the Holy Cathedral, we cannot afford to lose her! Bring her to the pier immediately and board the Red Fish to leave! Remember, even if you have to risk your lives, you must protect this lady's safety. Do you understand?! “
"Yes!!"
Upon hearing Clark's order, the two soldiers beside him nodded. They walked to the priestess and tried to pull her up. However, the priestess' expression changed greatly when she sensed their actions.
"You can't do this. As long as we persevere, we will definitely be saved. You can't give up …"
"Thank you, Miss, but we know that there's no point in persevering."
Hearing the priestess's words, Clark smiled bitterly.
"Sweetwater Town is just a small town. Even if we send out a request for help, I'm afraid it will be difficult for the frontline to mobilize manpower. To be honest, I'm very grateful to you. Because you were here, we were able to evacuate the others. Otherwise, I'm afraid this place would have fallen the first night these Black Wolves came. But now that our families have left this place safely, we have no more regrets. Let us fight to the last moment for our home! "
"You …"
Hearing this, the priestess bit her lip and didn't know what to say. On the other hand, Clark turned around with his back facing her. Then, he nocked an arrow and aimed at the wolves below.
"Hurry up! You helped us save our families. Now it's time for us to repay you! Miss, you're still young. You still have a long life ahead of you! "
"But …"
Hearing Clark's words, the priestess obviously wanted to say something, but at that moment, the two soldiers had already arrived in front of her. Looking at their determined and pale faces, the priestess hesitated for a moment. She stretched out her hand and held the scepter in her hand tightly, as if she was thinking about something.
But at that moment, an accident happened!
"Awooo —!!"
A sharp howl of a wolf almost enveloped the entire town. Upon hearing this sound, Clark and the priestess's expressions changed slightly. They hurriedly turned to the direction of the howl and were surprised to see a huge black wolf squatting on a hill not far behind the pack of Black Wolves, howling at the sky!
"Alpha Wolf …"
Clark's face turned deathly pale when he saw the huge black wolf that was two to three meters tall. The longbow in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter. As an experienced hunter from the north, of course he knew how terrifying an Alpha Wolf was. But even Clark had never seen a real Alpha Wolf. It must be known that in the north, Black Wolves had always been just a legend beside children's pillows and a hunter's worried whisper. But when one really appeared in front of you, it was a completely different scene.
"Awooo —!!"
Hearing the Alpha Wolf's howl, the black wolves that were initially in a state of chaos also raised their heads and howled in response. Then, their attacks suddenly became fiercer!
"Boom!!"
The Black Wolves crazily rammed against the wall in front of them. They did not even care about their own safety. They rushed straight towards the wall like crazy, not giving up even if their heads were broken and bleeding. Not to mention, the Black Wolves' bodies were extremely hard, so this level of ramming could not cause any real damage to them.
But for the militia on the wall, this became the straw that broke the camel's back. Under the reckless attacks of the Black Wolves, the wall under their feet began to shake violently. A few unlucky fellows even lost their balance and fell off the wall. They did not even have the time to scream before they were bitten by the Black Wolves in mid-air and torn into pieces.
Seeing this scene, the priestess' expression became more and more determined. She gripped the scepter in her hand tightly and looked at the tragedy outside. When she saw the militia screaming as they fell off the wall and were torn into pieces, a trace of determination appeared in the priestess' eyes. Then, as if she had made a decision, she clenched the scepter in her hand and placed it on her chest.
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