Randy was the first to see the moth girl. He couldn't explain what it felt like, a feeling of powerlessness. The distance was less than 100 meters, but he had no way to reach that place before Matar was attacked. Even the closest Elfa was still 40 meters away, and the moth girl's claws could tear Matar open in less than a second.
He regretted that he hadn't calculated the time for the monster to spawn, that he hadn't left anyone to pick up Matar, and that he was still celebrating in the crowd instead of being alert to the biggest threat. However, it was meaningless to regret now.
Matar could clearly feel her life was counting down. The sharp claws were so fast that although she could react quickly, her exhausted body could not recover the speed in a short time. The claws kept getting closer and closer. She tried hard and moved her body forward for a distance, but it was far from enough. The claws were too long...
"Puff!"
There was a clear sound, not the sound of a body being pierced, nor the sound of blood splashing, and there was no pain at all. But there was a swirling wind, the sound of flapping wings. Did the monster fly away?
Matar was stunned. Just as the shadow that covered the sky and the sun disappeared, she could feel a familiar energy behind her. She turned around and cried with joy.
A young man with red hair and leather armor, holding a two-handed heavy sword, and a circle of light golden light lingering around his body. Their leader, finally came!
"I knew you guys would definitely make a mess without me." Roger's face was filled with a beaten expression as he rubbed his nose while holding body that flew up. "Luckily my dear wasn't hurt."
These words were whispered in Matar's ear. Even a bold beastman girl like her felt shy and happy, and hugged him tighter.
"Uh... Uh... Matar, killing the enemy is the most important thing. If you keep hugging me this tight, I'm going to die..."
"Ca..ptain...Captain..." The first one to catch up was Elfa. He called Roger unnaturally with a little embarrassment, and it was unclear whether it was because of the previous estrangement or the shocking scene in front of him.
"Well, be careful of that b!tch." After finally putting Matar down, Roger stood in front of her while staring at the figure in the sky.
The people over there all reacted and immediately ran over here. Ordinary civilians couldn't help at all in this situation, and would only cause more casualties, so Randy told a few smart ones to lead them away in another direction.
Now the only ones left on the field were all the members of the Hades Mercenary Group and the guards of the Earl's Mansion.
"Randy, I heard from the Count that there are two archers here." The Captain and Deputy Captain of Hades put their shoulders together and hid under a crooked tree. The big moth in the sky was desperately spreading poison powder, which was also very poisonous.
If the vegetation was touched by even a little bit, it would wither immediately. If people inhaled the powder, they would lose their ability to move in a short time.
With no other choice, they retreated all the way, looking for cover all the way, and they retreated into forest south of the brewery. They took out the towels soaked in medicine that they had prepared long ago and tied them on their faces to prevent poisoning.
"Yes, there are, but their ranks are not high, one is level two, and the other is level three. Although the arrows have a range, their power is insufficient." Randy stared at the huge figure flapping its wings in the sky.
"It seems that the only way is to lure it down."
"The Moth Girl is very cunning. It's not easy to lure her down." Randy rolled his eyes, "Unless..."
"Unless there is a corpse," Roger continued.
"As long as everyone pretends to be corpses, when that creature flies down, we can cut off its wings. Then we can kill Mith Girl. But the problem is, who should we find to be responsible for confronting it head-on? We only have one chance. If we fail, there will be no chance next time."
"Among us, Elfa has the strongest destructive power and the strongest defense. He should take action."
After the two made their decision, they tiptoed to Elfa and briefly explained their plan. After getting Elfa's consent, they told everyone about their arrangements.
Now a large group of actors picked an empty space and staged their first large-scale improvisational performance in their lives. Some covered their mouths, some hold each other in weird positions, some lay on the ground twitching, and some rolled on the ground like crazy.
Soon, dozens of "corpses" were spread out randomly on the open ground. The ghost moth girl probably didn't know that her poison powder could have such an effect.
Matar, lying on the ground, smashed the can that she had pulled off her belt and let the blood flow out. Others could not smell the blood, but the Ghost Moth Girl with an extremely sensitive sense of smell could not fail to smell it. It hovered over the "corpses" for a while, then slowly descended with its wings fluttering.
Everyone's heart was in their throat, and some people's hands and feet were shaking. They didn't know whether they were nervous or cold.
"Shrrrrrkkk…"
The ghost moth girl spoke in a hoarse voice and looked around at the corpses. After careful selection, she chose a boy with the most tender skin and flesh. Yes, that person was Roger. She crawled in front of Roger and slowly raised her four sharp claws, ready to cut open the boy's belly and feast on him.
Roger closed his eyes, he was terrified!
It was like walking alone in the endless darkness, with no end, no direction, only the fear that shrouded his heart. Trying hard to control his trembling body, he just hoped that his teammates would act quickly. If they were slower, slower...
He will really sh!t on his pants.
Elfa leaped up from the side and slammed the tower shield in his hand towards the Ghost Moth Girl. That was a special skill of the holy warrior, called "thunder strike". It didn't cause any substantial damage, but the vibrations from the fighting spirit and the shield could make the enemy unable to move for a short period of time, and some with unstable lower bodies would even be knocked down.
The Ghost Moth Girl was shocked by the tower shield and retreated repeatedly. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the mercenaries and guards climbed up and attacked it with whatever they had in their hands. There was a "hissing" sound.
The sword chopped on the wings without leaving any marks. The axe behind came up again, and then there were knives, axes, halberds, and maces. The mercenaries were still calm.
The guards of the Earl's Mansion were almost driven crazy by this monster these days. Now that they had a chance, how could they not cut the culprit into pieces. The captain of the guard opened his flaming red eyes and chopped hard on the extremely resilient wings.
Dozens of people attacked, although they were not very strong warriors, but a large number of ants can kill an elephant. The Ghost Moth Girl was caught off guard and her wings were chopped by the weapons that kept swinging at her.
A crack appeared, which was pulled bigger and bigger by them. Another crack appeared and was pulled bigger again. By the time she reacted and waved her insect claws to drive those people away, the pair of insect wings behind her had turned into two pieces of rags, hanging on her back.
A big moth turned into a big worm.