“Ahhhk!”

Raven drew himself closer to the floor after hearing a terrible scream from afar. The ground was muddy and full of rotting trees and grass, but he did not care. His face was fully covered in mud anyways.

He had deliberately applied mud to his entire body to avoid being detected by the lizardmen.

“Ahhh…!”

The dying screams seemed to mark the end of the massacre.

‘Fast and cruel. What are they…?’

A few hours ago, Raven was searching for the right place to hide after setting up the traps to ‘take care’ of his pursuers. The demonic army would not give up easily. Raven planned to set up even more traps and devices to rid of the imminent pursuers before heading to Red Moon Valley.

But then he detected an unknown energy. Surprisingly, he felt the spirit of nearly a hundred creatures, all emitting an energy of the same nature, and each rivalling a skilled knight. From Raven’s experience, only the paladins of the deities’ temples possessed a type of spirit that resembled each other.

But there was something different about the energy of those who were approaching. In a way, it was most similar...