The Magic Association in the Azure Bay was only two stories tall. Coupled with the defensive magic circle, it was relatively easy to defend the building. However, as the number of monsters increased, the situation took a turn for the worse.
Half an hour ago, screams and cries for help could still be heard from the streets outside. However, after that, silence gradually descended. It was as if the world had suddenly quieted down. The only sound that could be heard was the rustling of the monsters as they crawled across the road.
D 'Idarion divided the rest of the people into two groups. Magicians and melee professions were paired together, and they were rotated. Their main task was to guard the doors and windows. After arranging all this, he pulled the female magician in charge of communication aside and asked, "Can you contact the outside?"
The female Magician nodded. "The suppressor has been removed. We have regained contact with the outside world half an hour ago. However, I heard that apart from the Azure Bay, more than a dozen coastal towns were attacked tonight. On the other hand, the remaining monsters on the mainland are also moving. Other than the Little Beaver, no one else can spare any manpower to support us." The female Magician paused and looked worried. "Guild Leader, I'm afraid this attack is not as simple as it seems. A rough estimate shows that there are hundreds of thousands of monsters involved, and the number is still increasing."
"This is a full-scale invasion," D 'Adarion said calmly. "We don't know where, but there must be more rifts, and the scale is not small … Let Guild Leader Lilith worry about this first. Don't worry about reinforcements for now." D 'Adarion took out a broken fragment. "Tell Lilith about the patterns on this fragment. Let's see if she can find someone to decipher the location of the rift."
"This is?"
"Merlin modified the magical patterns of the teleportation circle and added an explosive trap. However, it is, after all, a small gadget made in a hurry. It is powerful enough, but the timing is not optimal. I've protected the core, but the current situation doesn't give me the time to study it."
As soon as D 'Addario's voice fell, the west wall of the first floor suddenly collapsed, and the culprit, a sphinx rushed in from the outside.
As soon as the Tier 5 monster entered the house, it was cut down by a group of experts before it could even get a clear look at the enemies in front of it. However, like a drop of oil falling into water, it immediately caused a chain reaction. In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen monsters in the vicinity had noticed the commotion. Like ants smelling honey, they scrambled to be the first to approach. If one were to look down from the sky above Azure Bay, they could clearly see that the movement of the monsters in the city had changed.
With the Magic Association as the center, a black vortex was formed that kept expanding outwards. Countless monsters began to rush toward the eye of the vortex.
Some Magicians were quick to react and tried to fill the hole with magic. However, the newly formed wall only lasted for a few breaths before it shattered. This time, there were a total of eight monsters that came in.
The battle was about to begin. D 'Addario did not say anything else and pulled out Moon Chant from his waist.
The current situation was more critical than the one on the beach. The surviving adventurers and Magicians had been reduced to more than 40 people. Although they had a certain geographical advantage, it also meant that they had no way out. Compared to the monsters in the city, their manpower was too insignificant.
D 'Addario had contacted the alchemy airship two and a half magic hours ago, but he was not sure when the airship would arrive. So, what they could do now was to try to hold on for as long as possible. Because the longer they held on, the greater the chance of them being rescued.
…
Merlin followed the address given by Hastings to the outskirts. It was an abandoned church.
Since the mass fall of the clergy, most of the churches in the human world were in a state of abandonment. However, the situation in this church was different. As early as 12 years ago, there was a fire that destroyed most of the church. At that time, there were a choir and three priests in the church. In the end, only one escaped. Not long after that, the old priest went crazy, and since then, the church was abandoned.
Twelve years had passed, and now it looked gloomy and gloomy.
Merlin was not in the mood to explore the story behind it. He passed through a mottled iron gate and walked on a stone path directly in front of the church.
He looked up. From the appearance, he could vaguely recognize that it was a church building. Black crows perched on the top of the spire that only had half of it left. Starlight fell through the non-existent ceiling and fell on the ground. Everywhere he looked, there were weeds and bird droppings. It was a dilapidated scene.
"Well, in a sense, the atmosphere here is an unexpected match with the theme of the end of the world." Merlin took off his hat and found a bench that had not completely decayed. He sat on it. "Now, who can tell me how to play this game?"
His voice echoed in the empty hall. After a while, a figure stood up from beside the pulpit.
Merlin was a little surprised. It was not that he did not observe the surroundings when he came in, but he turned a blind eye to the living person in front of him. Then, he let out a soft cry of surprise because he found out that the person was just an ordinary old man wearing tattered clothes. He looked like a scavenger that could be seen everywhere. He was curled up and lying on the ground, perfectly blending in with the surroundings. It was no wonder that Merlin did not notice him when he came in.
Merlin remembered the legend about this place and could not help but feel a little curious. Could this old man be the only survivor of the fire 12 years ago?
However, the old man obviously did not intend to chat with him. After getting up, the old man walked to the pulpit and moved it away, revealing a dark entrance below.
"Hey, hey, hey, that's not what we said at the time," Merlin said unhappily. "Why do I have to go through the tunnel? What if there's an ambush down there? "
The old man was expressionless and did not say a word. After he opened the entrance of the tunnel, he lay back on the ground as if everything in the world had nothing to do with him.
Merlin frowned. It was obvious that the other party was unable to communicate with him. Now, the problem had been pushed back to him. He had to decide whether to take this risk or not. Although the thing that occupied Jestens' body had agreed to his request back in the basement, no one knew better than Merlin that the promises of those things could not be relied on.
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