Chapter 165.3
The sight was so unrealistic that a throwing knife pierced between Ghiva’s eyebrows as he stopped moving for a moment, and only the glow of “peach-blonde hair,” which was visible for a moment in the darkness, burned in his vision forever before his life was extinguished.
In just a few seconds, the girl who had destroyed the Dark Elf and the Rizan group, retrieved the knife from between Ghiva’s eyebrows, and turned without changing her expression to the people who were stunned speechless by the spectacle.
“The demon army is coming. Escape or rejoin… how you ‘live’ is for you to decide.”
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The town was enveloped in a strange atmosphere. The demons and the Rizan group that had been seen in the town at that time were finally on the move.
The inhabitants who have been living in this desert are not weak. But the demons had attacked the strongholds of the factions that united the residents, and to add to the chaos, they had set fire to the entire town.
Stone buildings do not collapse when set on fire, but the town uses large amounts of cloth and grass fibers as doors and awnings. The burning of these things made people afraid of fire, and those involved in the various factions were attacked in the chaos.
“…”
There was little I could do in this chaos. Because war was not something that could or would be stopped by an individual.
It was just–
“You’re in my way.”