The Overlord Journey of the God of Creation

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At this time, there were more than twenty people present. Except for one gold-level and a few silver-level adventurers, the rest were all adventurers with bronze medals and iron medals, but even they could at least guarantee that they would not be killed by Hellhounds at will.

It's just a hellhound, everyone still has such thoughts in their hearts, but as the flames trembled many times, their hearts became solemn.

One after another, the hellhounds kept coming out of the fire curtain, more and more, gradually making the adventurers feel a huge pressure.

Their bodies are small but very flexible, and their bite force is very strong. They specially pick people's knees and ankles under their mouths. Without protective gear, they are likely to be directly bitten and disabled.

"Back, back," shouted loudly, the adventurers fought with the devil dogs. The gold-level and silver-level adventurers killed several hellhounds, but the adventurers did not even appear to be injured.

Despite this, the situation is not optimistic, and the number of hellhounds is still increasing.

[Magic Arrows], [Open Wounds], [Shock Waves], a few magicians also joined the battle. Their ability to cause damage is generally higher than that of fighters of the same level, and they can knock a hellhound to the ground in one fell swoop.

However, the lower-level adventurer and magician have a smaller proportion. It is very common for the iron team to be full of warriors, and the lethality of a few magicians is quite limited.

"Oops!" The number finally reached the edge of imbalance, and there was a situation where two hellhounds attacked an iron-card adventurer together.

"Go away! Demon!" He kicked the Demon Hound on the waist, and then smashed the other with his weapon, but only hit the body, and the Hell Hound jumped up dragging the injured body, scratching his arm.

This is lucky. On the other side, a bronze medal was not noticed. It rushed too far forward and was besieged by three hellhounds. The thigh was bitten fiercely, and a large piece of meat was torn off. The adventurer fell to the ground and wailed on the spot. stand up.

Fortunately, there is timely assistance, otherwise it is not impossible to explain the fate here.

The first serious injury appeared like this, and the number of minor injuries began to increase.

"Everyone, hold on, the flames will decrease again, and the generation of hellhounds will slow down!" One of the men who observed carefully shouted, but at this time, the hellhounds already had an advantage in number.

If it's daytime, or if there's an Adventurer's Guild, it's fairly simple to form a team that can easily destroy these hellhounds.

However, it was dark night, and the explosion of flames and the sound of battle woke up the surrounding people, but it took time for people with fighting ability to get here.

"Damn it." A magician desperately released the [Magic Arrow], which was only a first-order magic, and it didn't cause a single fatal blow to the magic dog, but it could cause the fighter to make up for the stab.

The first-order magic consumes not much magic power, but he can't stand his low magic power and keeps releasing it, and soon he feels more and more fatigued.

The speed of releasing the magic slowed down, and an important magic output was lost, and the pressure on the soldiers in front suddenly increased sharply.

If it goes on like this, there will definitely be dead people, and what is even worse is that this is inside the city. If the hellhounds escape, the consequences will be unimaginable!

【Minor injury treatment】

The warrior standing at the forefront flashed its pale green brilliance, the scar on his arm that was dug out by the Demon Hound disappeared, and a sense of power surged from his body.

There was no priest of the Faith Department present, which means that the aid has arrived!

"Oh!" There was such a roar in the ear, and then two men in armor rushed over.

[Armor Enhancement], [Body Enhancement], [Weapon Sharpening], blessed with such magic, and the speed increase brought by Jasmine's ability, the two warriors rushed into the center of the battlefield.

Waving a one-handed sword, he beheaded a demon dog with one knife, while waving a shield with the other hand, he directly smashed the head of another hellhound into a flower.

The warrior on the other side was wielding a pair of knives, fighting against multiple hellhounds at the same time, and beheading them all.

"It's Peter and Miles!" someone recognized them, shouting with joy.

The addition of Mithril-level adventurers completely broke the balance of the battlefield, and the combat power of Shadow of the Moon was already very close to the oregano-level.

With their strength, even dozens of hellhounds can easily solve it.

[Frost Arrow], Monica directly launched her strongest attack magic, and sent out one after another ice arrows to shoot through the demon dog.

On the other hand, the ranger Darina also set up a bow and arrow. She used a short bow. Naturally, it did not have the power to directly overturn the skull of a monster like Aya's long bow, but it was enough to damage the Hellhound's body.

Jasmine first cast strengthening magic on the two warriors who were charging at the forefront, and then immediately cast a piece of flesh on the adventurer whose thigh was torn off and was bleeding profusely. ] Heal the wounds of the adventurers in turn.

The number of Hellhounds has been rapidly reduced, and the adventurers have begun to have an absolute advantage.

"The situation has stabilized, just right, the fire is about to go out." Sitting on the roof one street away, the three succubus girls were watching the situation here. "It's so boring that no one died."

"Hey, Arella, what are you eating."

"Berry nectar, something made by that little village."

"Is it delicious?"

"It's okay, it's pretty sweet."

"I want to eat too~"

"I only have one left," Arrell said. "Who do you want."

The two girls looked at each other, and it seemed that neither of them wanted to be humble.

"Let's bet," one of them suggested. "Betting on who is the first 'victim'."

"Okay, I'll bet on that priest."

"Then I'll bet on the magician who is in good shape."

While chatting here, the situation on the adventurer's side has changed again.

Seeing that the hellhounds were almost all cleaned up, suddenly, Peter, who was at the forefront, was swept away by a black whip.