Demon King: Hero, don’t run away!

In order to prevent these Magic Arrays from blasting them to bits, Bai Jin desperately analyzed the possible magic each array might release in her mind, then quickly used small magic spells with counter attributes to neutralize each attack launched from the arrays.

Lotcar also followed Bai Jin’s advice, moving in coordination to avoid one magic attack after another.

Iyas was on Lotcar’s back, staring into the distance with a solemn expression,

”The big one is coming!”

Releasing the bowstring, Iyas continuously fired Light Arrows at the ground, intending to kill the lurking black creature underground.

However, no matter how many arrows Iyas shot, they ultimately couldn’t stop the gigantic black creature from breaking through the ground.

A giant black Mole Man, two stories tall, tunneled out of the ground, letting out a horrifying roar, its enormous sharp claws piercing the ground, throwing up countless rocks.

The black Mole Man alternated its hands, sweeping countless rocks at Bai Jin and the others like missiles.

Having just cleared the suddenly appearing Magic Arrays, Bai Jin couldn’t even catch her breath before chanting rapidly, a blue Shield suddenly forming, as a deluge of rocks bombarded the shield like raindrops.

The giant black Mole Man roared again, continuing to throw a large number of stone blocks.

Behind the black Mole Man, various believers from the Curse Sect surged forward with their weapons toward Yang Yu’s group.

Yang Yu frowned; the Curse Sect truly showed no honor, at the very least they could let him see the captured Dwarves, right?

Before coming here, Yang Yu harbored the thought: ”To avoid lighting a fire, the Curse Sect might let the Dwarves meet me and then keep their promise to release them.”

Or, the Curse Sect might use the Dwarves to set traps, further pushing him into danger.

As a result, Yang Yu didn’t meet anyone and instead faced such a swift attack.

He originally thought that abiding by the Curse Sect’s demands might give the Dwarves a higher survival rate.

Now it seems...

He can only abandon delusions and prepare to fight.

Without seeing anyone, Yang Yu cannot confirm the Dwarves’ fate.

The decision over the Dwarves’ life and death does not lie in his hands; he has already followed the Curse Sect’s demands, and it’s they who break the rules.

Earlier, when Yang Yu asked Bai Jin to contact [Corpse Collection Coffin], many Dwarves were present.

Many Dwarves also didn’t believe Yang Yu could single-handedly rescue the missing Forging Master, instead they chose to trust the giant dragon’s subordinates.

”Curse Sect, remember, it was the reinforcements who intervened on their own, nothing to do with me.”

Yang Yu could say confidently when the Curse Sect tried to unilaterally break the deal.

The problem now is when will reinforcements arrive, facing such a fierce onslaught, how much longer can he hold?

Blade clashed, crackling sounds, Yang Yu seized Moli’s skill-casting error, a red glow flashed in his eyes, and a delicate blood-red garment spread from his chest, infusing all subsequent attacks with True Damage.

He threw a [Hunter] mark at Moli, utilizing his speed far exceeding Moli’s, he instantly launched a vigorous, unstoppable assault.

However, Yang Yu didn’t manage to unleash all of the [Fury Blood] damage.

From behind the black Mole Man, three Bards emerged from stone spires, playing their harps while releasing massive group buffs to safeguard the believers, swiftly approaching Yang Yu.

Their music suddenly changed, plucking long ripples on their harps, transforming into twisting long snakes in the air, binding Yang Yu from all directions.

Yang Yu didn’t get greedy with output, dozens of Curse Sect believers followed the piano strings creating chaos, Moli and others formed suppressive force against him, further compressing his control space.

Yang Yu began considering retreat.

Although he might feel somewhat guilty towards those Dwarves, he must prioritize his own and his friends’ safety.

If retreating can bring progress, letting the Curse Sect at least show him the Dwarves, he might still have some reason to stay and fight.

Now without seeing the Dwarves, it completely weakens Yang Yu’s will to fight.

The Shield Bai Jin had woven was wavering under the onslaught of stones.

In a time of crisis, He Meng actively requested:

”Leave defense to me! A bunch of people are coming; let you all handle them.”

Facing the flying rocks, He Meng, who was unused till now, leapt and transformed back into a Slime, immediately, her body enlarged dozens of times.

He Meng astonishingly mimicked a particularly thick wall before Bai Jin, activated a series of defensive skills, shielding Bai Jin and others from the dense stone rain.

He Meng’s dual defense already surpassed 3000, and with her high Physical Resistance, those incoming stones were like tickling her when they hit her body.

Through the semi-transparent He Meng, Bai Jin could see the Curse Sect believers quickly approaching under the black Mole Man’s cover.

Facing such a scale of enemies, Yang Yu had taught Bai Jin what to do.

Now is no wartime, they are facing a life-and-death crisis, Bai Jin naturally can use large-scale destructive magic to clear away the approaching minions.

Having made her decision, Bai Jin pulled out a piece of Fairy’s Magic Stone.

Due to always relying on Fairy’s Magic Stone, Bai Jin had little of it left, but she knew this is no time to save them.

Clenching the Fairy’s Magic Stone, Bai Jin could sense the Magic Power within from the stone resonating with her.

Chanting spells, a brilliant Magic Array formed before Bai Jin’s Magic Wand.

Carlos, hiding behind the stones, frowned slightly, she could feel massive Magic Power flowing toward Bai Jin.

If Bai Jin uses this magic, who knows how many believers would be lost.

Bai Jin’s power far exceeds their imagination!

Ignoring whether her Magic Power would be noticed by Bai Jin, Carlos quickly shifted a floating Magic Array behind Bai Jin, greedily absorbing Magic Power to launch an attack.

Unexpectedly, a plume of white smoke wafted up, a bulky middle-aged Beastman, clenched his fists, and charged toward the largest Magic Array,

”[Fearless Shock]”

Activating the skill, Lotcar’s huge fist instantly disrupted the Magic Flow around the Magic Array, tearing the weaving magic into fragments.

But Lotcar, being just one, couldn’t shatter all Magic Arrays, numerous arrays unleashed countless magic, bombarding Bai Jin from all directions as she chanted spells.

Iyas took a deep breath, a burst of golden light erupted from him, releasing [Sacred Ripples], stirring up a Holy Light Storm.