Chapter 2054 - 550: The Last Knight of the Land of Knights_5

Just then, a chilling and sharp roar suddenly echoed from the depths of the dense forest ahead.

"Roar——!"

The ground shook violently, and a few oak trees that would need two people to encircle were snapped in two like fragile matchsticks!

Among the flying wood chips, a Sewn Giant Rat as tall as five people charged forward like an out-of-control chariot.

Various limbs of demon beasts were sewn onto its body, and beneath the decaying flesh flowed a dark green pus, emitting a nauseating stench.

That terrifying pressure was enough to make even the most elite adventurers tremble, yet not a single person standing here even furrowed a brow.

"Ha ah——!"

Erin shouted crisply, her figure like lightning, rushing forward first.

The "Light of Praise" in her hand drew a perfect semicircle in the air, and the gleaming sword light instantly swept across the giant rat's enormous body.

Plunge—!

That was the sound of flesh separating from bone!

The roaring beast did not even have time to let out a scream before being neatly split into two halves by a flash of lightning, its foul-smelling innards avalanching onto the ground!

However, this was only the beginning!

Thump, thump, thump!

Suddenly, the dense sound of bowstrings came from all around the bushes, hundreds of poisoned dark green crossbow arrows poured down like rain, targeting Erin at the front.

However, those arrows capable of piercing steel plates didn't touch Erin at all.

Just as they were about to reach her, a breeze swept past, and the sky full of arrows turned into swirling green leaves, dispersing.

"I told you, I'm serious." Luo Yan smiled slightly, with a calm expression unchanged, his staff's tip shifted from a pale golden light to dark green.

It was magic from the Life School, letting the arrows bloom into green buds again.

"Thank you!"

Erin gave Luo Yan a grateful glance back, her steps not pausing even a bit, her whole being like a silver meteor weaving through the forest, piercing the enemy's formation deep within.

The power of a Diamond Level Powerhouse was displayed to the fullest at this moment!

No ratman could withstand even a round against the "Light of Praise" in her hands!

Erin, having adapted to her Blood Race identity, was even stronger than before, because there was an endless supply of life force for the Light of Praise to absorb!

Standing at the rear, Luo Yan was not idle either; with his magic wand, he casually twirled a sword flower, tapping the ground lightly with the tip.

Buzz——

A circle of pale blue ripples rapidly spread from him as the center, extending beyond the position of their Walking Knights.

The ripples silently expanded for over a dozen meters, and when they touched the ambush hidden among the bushes, they suddenly transformed into scorching flames, rising up!

Boom——!

"Ah!"

"My tail! My tail!"

Hundreds of Clan Rats let out piercing screams, twisting in the firelight, trampling over each other in a frantic escape, bringing death and fear back to the ratman's formation.

A group of Campbell youths watched in amazement.

Such powerful strength!

Though they'd long heard that His Highness the Prince was a powerful mage, they always thought he was the type to sit in a high tower studying magic books.

They never expected when it came to action, his methods were not at all inferior to those of Combat Mages, even surpassing them!

Luo Yan manipulated the burning flames, not directly roasting those ratmen to death, but controlling it to just the right temperature.

He still had more efficient Black Flame he could use, but here there was no need, as the surroundings were all servants of the Holy Light.

The morale of the ratmen was teetering.

But just as they were on the verge of collapse, more than a dozen ratman priests clad in black robes stepped forward, chanting venomous spells from their mouths.

Dark green light poured into the ratmen's pupils, then transformed into red, denser than blood. They seemed to be controlled by some power, their eyes filled with bloodshot threads, bolstering their courage, screaming as they charged forward again.

"Human trinkets! Die! Die!"

They swung rusted swords and battle axes stolen from dwarves, crashing into the Campbell people's Walking Knights like a black tide.

Then——

Like waves crashing on rocks, they died first.

The battle behind her continued. In just a few breaths, Erin had already taken out two more Sewn Giant Rats attempting to ambush her.

Her silver hair danced in the wind, and not a drop of filthy blood stained her, nor did her breathing show any signs of disorder.

At this moment, dozens of sneaky Elite Clan Rats climbed up the towering oak tree.

They set up several hefty and elongated Rune Crossbow Cannons, the dark barrels aiming at Colin, who stood at the center of the team.

Choosing to take down the Mage first was a sound strategy, but clearly, they overestimated their own strength and the power of those Rune Crossbow Cannons.

Luo Yan saw them, but he didn't even bother to lift his eyelids, as if they were just a few annoying flies lying there.

Then, in the next second, a black ghost flickered past the treetops, and a silently spinning dagger slit the throats of a dozen rats.

Poof—!

Bodies fell from the tree like dumplings, and the noisy wind only belatedly scattered the leaves from the treetop when Sarah leapt down.

The dagger in her hand spun like a saw blade. Sarah landed with agility and without pause, her amber vertical pupils narrowed slightly, locking onto the Mouse Priest at the rear of the rat pack.

The oppression from a superior predator hung over the Ratmen's heads, an aura more terrifying than Extraordinary Power.

"Squeak—!"

The rat horde, which had just plucked up the courage, was on the brink of collapse once again, frantically fleeing in all directions to distance themselves from the cat.

Sarah didn't even glance at them. Her agile figure turned into a fleeting shadow again, and the Short Sword at her waist leapt into her hand, swiftly slicing the throats of several Mouse Priests in the midst of casting.

Seeing one after another of their clan's powerhouses fall, the remaining Clan Rats and Slave Rats completely collapsed.

They dropped their armor and weapons, chattered incessantly, and fled deeper into the forest, leaving behind nothing but a field of corpses and tattered weapons.

Less than ten minutes!

A fully organized force of a thousand Ratmen was utterly annihilated by this thirty-person squad, leaving a bloody mess of corpses in the dense jungle!

In truth, the Ratmen at Burial Peak were not so weak, but the Earth Cave Spiders of the Shadow Weaving Nest had already drained too much of the Shrek Warlord's living forces... That was what happened on the night before last.

The flames burning on the corpses silently extinguished.

Slinging aside the sticky black blood from the "Light of Praise," Erin sheathed her sword.

Her gaze swept over the scattered remains, fixating on the direction the Ratmen had fled, her delicate brows furrowing slightly.

"It seems there's definitely something extraordinary hidden behind them... Those Sewn Giant Rats don't seem to be products of natural mutation but rather creations of some kind of Alchemy."

"Hmm, that's what I think too..."

Luo Yan slowly opened his eyes, a ripple of Magic Power flashing through his deep purple pupils.

"The Firebird I summoned saw some interesting things from above... There appears to be a rat hole there, but beyond that, I can't see clearly."

In reality, he had no need to summon any Firebird.

His "Butterfly of All Things" hovered above the forest sea, observing the entire land like a satellite.

"Then let's go take a look, see what they're actually hiding in the rat hole."

Erin took a deep breath, turned around, and looked at Theresa approaching her.

"Rest for three minutes, then continue forward!"

"Yes, your highness!"

Theresa performed a standard Knight's salute, then loudly rallied the soldiers to regroup and check their equipment and supplies.

Sarah came to Luo Yan's side, discreetly handed over several runed Magic Stones she had seized from the Mouse Priests.

Luo Yan tossed most of the Magic Stones into the storage ring, keeping only one to examine closely, a hint of intrigue emerging in his expression.

"Magic of the Soul School."

A milky white mist appeared beside him, and Youyou murmured in surprise.

"No wonder the players said they encountered spells that directly hit the soul... Turns out it was something from the Soul School all along."

"Hopefully, that's all it is."

Luo Yan pondered for a while, glanced in Erin's direction, and decided not to give it to her, instead he stored it away.

Let's slow down the Academic State affair for now; he was unsure if the Great Sage was involved, and if so, how deeply.

That guy probably still mistakenly thought of himself as the arrogant "ally," the Divine Chosen of the Deceitful Fog... He sincerely hoped the Great Sage continued to misunderstand.

The Hero only needed to wield the sword, but the Demon King had many more considerations.

To what extent this battle would go, he would also have to decide according to the circumstances.