Due to the large number of villagers, the escape was not quick, and Lu Hong, who had mobility issues, was carried on the back by the young villagers to prevent falling behind.
The sound of magic explosions coming from the horizon grew nearer, and the nighttime forest was far from safe, thankfully there were a few knights in the First Transition Late Stage to escort everyone on both sides.
After half an hour, a dark figure suddenly appeared, blocking their path.
"What are you doing out so late at night, where are you all going?" The figure chuckled maliciously as the last trace of fresh blood dripped from the blade, emitting a chilling coldness under the moonlight.
"Sir, I am the Mayor of Xiaomu Town, please spare us—the old, weak, sick, and disabled!" the mayor pleaded as he knelt down before the shadow. There would be no one else who could block their path except the approaching bandits.
