Chapter 74
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Chapter 74: The Deepest Fear of Humans Is the Fear of the Unknown
Goodness, does this Saintess of Order have a grudge against him?
Back then, he was about to rise to the upper ranks of the Joyful Church and leave that useless branch altar behind, but this person appeared, bringing along a group of the White Cavalry Army and tied him up in the Order Sect’s carriage.
Right now, Leo could have safely taken Kalian back to Winter Fortress and thought of a way to trick her back to Robut, but this guy showed up again.
The key issue is, he still must save her.
If he doesn’t save her, his identity would not hold.
What a terrible thing.
Thankfully, the Mist Messenger I just learned can be useful now. I will test its power on these Night Demon Cavalry.
"Sigh," Leo said, "Miss Kalian, Viscount Carter, from a logical point of view, we should not try to rescue Master Saintess and Knight Commander Master right now, but as a follower of the Order Sect, Master Saintess’s life is undoubtedly more important than mine."
"So, I need to rescue them both, but this matter does not concern Miss Kalian. Acting recklessly to save them could put Miss Kalian in danger. Therefore, I kindly ask you to leave first. After I save Master Saintess, I will catch up."
Kalian did not expect Leo to give such an answer. She stared at him for a moment and shook her head. "Mr. Leo, without you, we wouldn’t have made it this far. You’ve always been the one helping us, and now it’s our turn to help you."
Indeed… that sounds like something Kalian would say.
Leo helplessly glanced at Viscount Carter. Their eyes met, and without words, they understood each other’s thoughts—See, I warned him, but it didn’t work.
"In that case, let’s get ready to charge," Viscount Carter raised his knight’s spear. "It’s time for these damn Night Demons to taste the sharp blades of the North Land!"
……
"Is this the best the North Land has to offer?" In the middle of the dense forest, the captain of the Night Demon Cavalry stroked his Giant Toothed Lizard and smirked, "The Order Sect is just like this."
The Night Demon Cavalry has trapped the defeated White Cavalry Army in the center of the dense forest.
Under the attack of the giant dragon, countless horses of the White Cavalry Army have been killed or injured, and they no longer have the strength to soar in the sky.
Facing the strong Night Demon Cavalry, it was only a matter of time before they lost the ability to resist.
"Haha, of course, Commander Calvaro already sees through all the movements of the North Land humans. As long as we capture the Saintess of Order and the Knight Commander, we can gain more slaves and glory," the Night Demon officer beside the captain chimed in at the right moment.
"What a pity we didn’t catch the commander of the Winter Fortress defense battle. I never expected that even their soldiers don’t know who the commander is," the Night Demon Commander shook his head in regret, "With such good secrecy, what kind of important person is that commander?"
Roaring sounds echoed through the forest as the two Night Demons continued their conversation, while a layer of white mist quietly spread beneath their feet.
The mist grew thicker and denser, gradually wrapping all the warriors within it.
Visibility kept decreasing, and the Night Demon General frowned.
On a winter evening, why is there fog?
"Ah!"
Before he had time to think, he heard a scream in the distance, followed by the sound of Night Demon Soldiers falling from their mounts.
"What is happening?" the Night Demon General shouted in anger.
"I don’t know, it just suddenly—ah!" Another Night Demon Cavalry fell from his lizard, his chest plate pierced through, his heart crushed.
"Damn it, stay alert! Something is in the fog!" the Night Demon General roared, ordering, "Blow the horn!"
"Okay—ah! Damn it!" The Messenger Officer was about to blow the horn when a scream rang out, and then silence.
The screams echoed louder and louder in the forest, growing more chaotic and noisy.
"That thing attacked me! Curse it, my hand was cut off! What is that thing…?"
"Damn it, I can’t reach my team—ah!"
"I caught him! No, he vanished, he disappeared again."
"I’ll use magic to disperse this thick fog! No, I can’t do it, I can’t disperse it!"
Beads of sweat dripped from the Night Demon General’s forehead.
His soldiers were all skilled fighters, able to take down many human soldiers even in a siege, but now they were like butter cut by a hot knife, offering no resistance as they faced cold death.
What was most terrifying was that he didn’t even know who the enemy was.
What is this white fog…?
A primal emotion spread in every Night Demon’s chest, an emotion called fear—fear of the unknown.
"Damn it, retreat! Run, get out of here, leave this fog!"
So, the Night Demon Soldiers hurriedly rushed out into the thick fog.
What welcomed them were the prepared Viscount Carter and the North Land cavalry, who had surrounded them from both sides.
"Kill!!!"
Whistling arrows surged forward, shooting straight through the first Night Demon Cavalry Army.
The remaining cavalry were highly trained and quickly raised their shields for defense.
"There’s an ambush, retreat, retreat!"
The Night Demon Cavalry Army pulled on their reins to turn around, but unexpectedly, another loud shout came from the sides.
"Follow me to fight!"
Viscount Carter galloped ahead, brandishing his knight’s lance as he charged into the disordered ranks of the Night Demon.
Behind him, hundreds of cavalry charged out.
Under the last rays of light before night fell, a brutal massacre followed.
But this time, those who fell into the trap and were slaughtered were not humans, but Night Demons.
Magic.
"Damn it, there’s no escaping now!"
The Night Demon General knew that there was no chance of survival today. He drew his dagger, "Warriors, follow me and fight! Teach these foolish humans a lesson and show them the wrath of the Night Demons!"
They no longer dodged; relying on their powerful combat skills, they clashed with the North Land cavalry. Even if they were to die, they would leave scars on the humans.
The humans’ anger was completely ignited by these otherworldly beings, their eyes turning red and blood boiling.
Humans and demons had long been sworn enemies with no way to make peace.
No retreat, no hiding, no giving up, only kill!
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
"Ah! Dear Mother!"
"For the glory of North Land!"
"For Night Demon!"
Amid the fierce roars, blood sends off the bones to rest, and wails echo the death.
Bloody, cruel, hopeless.
The white mist slowly faded away, and Leo appeared from the branches, staring blankly at the soldiers fighting, he shook his head sadly.
He was not wrong in his thoughts; his abilities were truly strong. With the Mist Messenger, paired with the Water-shaped Sword and the Order Sword System, he faced these warriors with low Spiritual Vision like cutting through cabbage.
He was simply their nightmare, but…
